It was cold in Kyoto, and Fang Chang was wearing a thick cotton coat, wrapped like a hairball.

Yang Linyuan walked through the crowd, walked to Fang Chang's side, took out two fur gloves from his coat pocket, and put them on for Fang Chang: "Kyoto is cold, and it is easy to get frostbite. ”

Fang Chang smiled and pulled his arm: "Let's go, don't miss the WD game." ”

Fang Chang and Yang Linyuan's SUN team is participating in the city competition, and perhaps next year on the stage of the KPL spring game, we can also see the strong new team SUN.

And tonight, they came to watch the WD battle myth.

There was a crowd of people at the entrance, and Fang Chang and Yang Linyuan quickly disappeared into the crowd.

...

Another place.

"Huh? The one with a black mask looks like Subei. ”

"You read it wrong, my husband has been working on a new album recently."

"But the back is really super similar!!"

Nanshan Beisu, a tall man wearing a black mask, is the famous Northern Jiangsu, and at this moment, he is walking in the crowd in a very low-key manner.

He wore a headset and whispered, "Xiao Ai, I'll enter the arena later, and I'll pick you up at the door after the game tonight." ”

Subei's girlfriend is the famous king of glory female commentator Xiao Ai.

Tonight, Subei deliberately put down his work and came to watch the WD game.

The strong team from the south is walking on the stage to supreme glory, one step away from the Silver Dragon Trophy.

...

At the entrance, there is an elderly man wearing a long shirt.

Slightly chubby, wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, a gray beard, and walking on crutches, although old, he has the air of a respected scholar among the young people who come and go.

This person is Li Huaiyu's graduate tutor - Professor Lu Qingfeng.

The old professor was on crutches, pushing his reading glasses, and carefully looked at the huge WD team poster hanging at the door - on the giant poster, Li Huaiyu was wearing a black and silver team uniform, with arrogant eyes and an evil smile.

"Stinky boy, if you lose tonight, I'll let you write a 50,000-word essay by hand." The old professor muttered quietly.

Backstage, Li Huaiyu suddenly sneezed, and his back was inexplicably cold.

The professor walked slowly through the special passage on crutches and became a member of the "Poppy" and "Ujin" families.

...

Seats in the middle of the arena.

A group of people from the Blue Eagles sat down.

Zhang Meng, the male player who once dreamed of King, is now holding King's support billboard and looking at the stage excitedly.

"It's worthy of being my idol, and I made it to the KPL finals! Tonight, I must tell him my dreams!" Zhang Meng said excitedly.

Next to him, Ye Qingshui rolled his eyes, his beautiful eyes were contemptuous: "King and Xixi are together, you are poor and sour, who can look at it." ”

Zhang Meng clenched his fists and was determined: "No matter what, anyone with a dream is amazing!" ”

King is the idol of his life, the light he has been chasing all his life.

Tonight, Zhang Meng will be looking forward to it, waiting for the return of the king.

...

The third row of the venue.

Qin Yi pulled the two roommates to sit down, and said proudly: "This is the position that Xiaoxi left for us through internal relations." Tonight, cheer for Xiaoxi! ”

The roommate tilted his head and pointed to the sign in Qin Yi's arms: "Come on Xiaoxi, why do you write on this support card 'The most patriotic uniform will fly immediately'?" ”

It is clearly hanging a sheep's head and selling dog meat.

Qin Yiqiao's face flushed, and she shook her flowing wavy curly hair: "I, I'm not looking at the popularity of flying right away, so I added oil to him." ”

The WD team is all good-looking, almost everyone is a star player, and gradually has a large number of fans. Even Shen Yi, a soy sauce player, has a group of local tyrant fans; The fat man is even more exaggerated, I don't know who found out about his ordination in Hanshan Temple, which led to a sharp increase in pilgrims in Hanshan Temple...