The girls passing by had wonderful expressions on their faces.

I didn't expect the captain of the Japanese team to have such a good relationship with the players...

"Like, I've found the wrong lounge." The round-faced girl touched her head in embarrassment, and looked at the Japanese team cautiously, always feeling that the atmosphere inside the Japanese team was weird...

"Lounge 4 in front must be our WD team!" The other girl lowered her voice, unable to contain her excitement.

The cheerful mood infects every girl.

Chu Xiaoxi followed this group of girls, and an extremely strange idea gradually sprouted in her heart.

If she blends in with these five girls and pretends to be a fan to ask for autographs, will Lu Zuoyu be able to find herself?

Chu Xiaoxi looked down at her outfit, her hair had grown a little, and she didn't tie a ponytail like in the past, but only scattered it casually on her shoulders.

After staying on the island for twenty days, Chu Xiaoxi's face was darker and thinner, it was the scorching June, she was now wearing a low-key black shirt, light-colored pants, and a black mask, which was very inconspicuous.

Can Lu Zuoyu recognize such a self?

Chu Xiaoxi is looking forward to it very much.

A group of girls excitedly ran to the fourth lounge.

The door to the lounge was lightly closed, and a smug voice came from inside:

"Hahaha, my horse is the king of rice planting in super national clothes! Today there are a dozen nines, and the group of people wearing luxurious skins on the opposite side, I see one by one! Hahaha~~ The championship prize of the World Championship, I have it!! ”

The voice was still arrogant in memory, and Chu Xiaoxi pricked up her ears and continued to listen.

"If it weren't for the fat man, I was crazy about chasing your milk, you would have gone to see the Bodhisattva a long time ago." The fat man's voice is slurred, and he should be eating chicken legs.

"Okay, pack up your things, Mr. Shan Xiaoxi should go back to the hotel now." Pure and cold voice sounded, "Lao Bai, is your bag heavy?" I'll help you carry it. ”

Bai Chen: "Xiaochun, I'm a man..."

"What's wrong with the man, less nonsense, bring the bag!"

The corners of Chu Xiaoxi's lips curled, the team atmosphere that she had not seen for a long time, she had thought about it countless times in the twenty days on the island, and it was common in her dreams.

The WD team is Chu Xiaoxi's roots, where she grows up with a group of close friends and walks towards the peak of glory together, leaving her countless good memories here.

After returning after a long absence, Chu Xiaoxi heard her heart fluttering and jumping.

Suddenly, a familiar, low voice rang out outside the door.

"Who's out the door?"

Lu Zuoyu's voice.

Chu Xiaoxi hurriedly hid behind the round-faced girl, secretly curled the corners of her mouth, and secretly observed.

The door to the lounge soon opened, and it was the fat man who opened the door. The fat man looked at the girls outside the door, was stunned, and immediately hid the chicken leg in his hand behind his back, revealing a kind smile like Maitreya Buddha: "Amitabha, what is the matter with the female benefactors?" ”

Girls: ...

"Yo, this is our fan." Immediately Fei heard the sound of the wind, quickly slipped to the door, and put his arm on the edge of the door, "I'm so lucky to see Chinese fans in the United States." ”

A group of girls blushed with excitement when they finally saw the live WD team.

The round-faced girl cleared her throat, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and took out the photo from her pocket: "Please, may I ask if you are flying right away?" ”

Immediately fly your eyes lit up, this is actually your own fan!! See you soon!

"Yes, yes, I'm going to fly right away!" Immediately Fei smiled happily and stretched out his hand, ready to sign autographs for the little fans.