The crowd watching the grand finale was distributed in every corner of the country.

Outside of Sanya, an island.

The sea breeze was blowing, the tide was rushing to the shore, and the sound of violin music came from nowhere, and a low matte tune hung over the island—the island lights were like the bright eyes of the sea.

At the training base of Heiyu Island, someone was knocking on the door, and someone outside the door said, "Coach Mo, the students are all in the hall, have you gone over?" Watching the game with everyone? ”

Xiao Mo looked cold: "Don't go, go away." ”

The people outside the door were silent for a while, knowing Coach Xiao Mo's temper, they didn't dare to disturb more, turned around and left.

The room was quiet and quiet.

On the computer, the promotional video of the KPL Autumn Tournament is playing - [Myth] PK [WD]

Xiao Mo sat quietly on the sofa, his eyes were gloomy, his black hair was sharp, and his night-like eyes seemed to be unfocused, but he had actually been paying attention to the live broadcast information on the computer.

The man looked quite healthy.

It is estimated that the injuries he suffered at the beginning have healed.

"Come on." Xiao Mo smiled coldly, his black eyes were like ice in a winter night.

Xiao Mo's story began in the original dream, the starry sky twinkled only because of him...

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Los Angeles, USA.

In the middle of the night, a buddy went to fetch water outside the dormitory.

Suddenly, I heard a strange voice from the dim living room—

The guy approached the living room tremblingly, and found that the large-screen network TV in the living room was turned on, and a person was sitting lazily on the sofa.

“JIE？ What are you doing? The American guy put down the toilet suction cup in his hand and was dumbfounded.

Chunjie sat cross-legged on the sofa, tore open a packet of tomato-flavored potato chips, and didn't look back and ordered: "Call those boys up, and all those who don't get up will be shot." ”

Pure is now the captain of the state game team, and with his amazing level of play, he has attracted a large number of American fans, and is now playing with a group of American lads.

The American guy blinked and looked at the TV screen: "King Pro League??" ”

Then he patted his forehead, and he came back to his senses: "My god! Tonight is the KPL finals, I almost forgot!" I'm going to call my brothers up and watch the game together! ”

As he spoke, the American guy picked up the toilet suction cup and kicked his teammates' rooms in a rage.

"Get up, get up!"

"Let's get up and see the gap with the Chinese team!"

"Damn, why don't you take off your pants when you sleep!"

"Our goal in the future is the KPL World Cup, fu*k, get up!"

After a while, the living room was crowded with a group of energetic young people, huddled around Purity.

A pair of eager eyes widened, staring intently at the live broadcast of the KPL autumn game.

China's KPL professional competition has matured.

The teams that can walk on the KPL stage are all strong existences that are one in a million. The United States is still in the development stage, and there are still many things to learn from.

Games know no borders, love knows no age, a game can be loved by young people all over the world, this is the glory of games.

"JIE, THIS IS YOUR BROTHER'S TEAM WD? It's amazing. The American guy exclaimed, "Hopefully they win tonight." ”

The corners of the pure lips raised the arc of the half-crescent, the silver stud in the right ear showed a cold glow, the handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, and the tone was proud: "That's natural, they will definitely win." ”

This is the supreme stage we once dreamed of.

We've been working hard for four years to get to the top of glory.

KPL Silver Dragon Cup, the king deserves to have.