Chapter 217: The first meeting of the rival in love
Today, Friday, the sky is clear.
Flipping through the yellow calendar, it is advisable to marry and be buried, and the zodiac is auspicious.
Zhang Meng got up early in the morning and changed into a blue team uniform.
Comb your hair, apply lotions, shave, manicure, and clean yourself up.
Zhang Meng shaved while humming a beautiful song: "The warm flowers of spring take away the sentimentality of winter, and the breeze blows a romantic breath~~hum hum~~"
At 10 o'clock this morning, Team WD PK Blue Eagle.
It's been two years, and he is finally going to meet the idol of his dreams, King!
Zhang Meng smiled brightly, and his heart opened one red rose after another.
At 9 o'clock, go out on time.
Captain Blue Eagle saw Zhang Meng with a spring breeze on his face, rubbed his nose, and showed disgust: "How much perfume you spray yourself, dogs ten miles away can smell it." β
Zhang Meng lowered his head, pinched his shirt and sniffed: "I didn't spray much, this is the Italian Fatal Temptation Rose perfume I specially bought online, which is said to capture the heart of idols." β
Captain Blue Eagle: ...
Since the appearance of the WD team, the southwest division has suddenly been overcrowded, and the stadium is full of spectators, most of whom are the Shanjia army of the general manager and King's wife.
At 10 a.m., the teams in the first matchup of the top 10 are:
γNo.1 Field βββ WD Team (Nandu) PK Blue Eagle Teamγ
[No. 2 Field βββ News Dog Team PK Dajiyuan Team]
The first field is overcrowded.
The organizing committee did not expect this kind of scene, and had to assign security guards to strengthen the security maintenance of the site.
In the audience, many other teams also came to watch the game, and the WD team was a god-like existence in the southern region and had a great reputation.
The Sichuan Cuisine Soul Team came early, sitting in the first row, and the five people looked at the competition with a lot of emotion.
"Hammer, it's actually a real WD team, and the strange ball can't be hammered and won't win." Zhong Shui Dumplings gnawed two bites of the Zhong Shui dumplings they just bought, smashed them and smashed them, and they had palpitations.
The string of incense girls had love in her eyes, and she covered her mouth with caution and committed a nymphomaniac: "I'll just say, those two people are clearly attacked." I didn't expect it to be the sum of the mountain and the silence, oh mom, the old man's girlish heart~~"
Entering the rotten door is as deep as the sea, and from then on the festival is a passerby.
Remembering the loving interaction between the mountain and the silence, the strings of incense excitedly scurried flowers.
Zhong Shuijiao glanced at this girl faintly, and couldn't help muttering: "The female doll of this year is very weird, she likes to look at men, and she has a bag in her head." β
The atmosphere in the auditorium outside the venue was so hot that it did not affect the backstage lounge in the slightest.
Chu Xiaoxi walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet to wash his hands, and the cold tap water fell on his hands, which was very comfortable.
She washed her hands as she pondered the mage she would need later.
This season's mage, Diao Chan is relatively weak, Zhuge Liang she can't yet, the cadre Mo Ye is barely at the diamond level, Wu Zetian is average, Yingzheng is also okay, but the revised Zhang Liang is not bad...
Or, according to the lineup, choose a strong version of Zhang Liang or Yingzheng?
Chu Xiaoxi was thinking seriously, and in the smooth mirror of the bathroom, a beautiful and arrogant figure appeared.
The eyes of the two inadvertently collided in the mirror.
Air stagnates in cramped restrooms.
All that remains is the sound of water dragons and rushing water...
Ye Qingshui's beautiful eyes raised, turned on the faucet next to Chu Xiaoxi, elegantly took out a white tissue, and wiped off the water stains on his hands.
Ye Qingshui looked at Chu Xiaoxi sideways, with a mockery in his eyes: "I know you, the vase mage of the WD team." β