Ten o'clock in the morning.

A short, stocky middle-aged man walked up to the center of the square with his toes held high.

This person is the administrator of Class A, not tall, with a high hairline, a bare Mediterranean hairstyle, as if there is a light bulb on his head, and his head is reflective.

"Ahem, it's all quiet. The three coaches came immediately, looking like they had never seen the world. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand and patted the high-legged microphone, and the noisy scene instantly quieted down.

A pair of expectant young eyes looked excitedly at the center stage.

Chu Xiaoxi was hidden in Class F and looked at the entrance expectantly.

Over the past year, Chu Xiaoxi has appeared on the KPL stage and the Winter Crown Cup stage countless times, and various large and small events. Only today did she feel her heart beating alive in her chest.

It's been a year...

Chu Xiaoxi touched her heart, and the corners of her lips curled.

Zongzi looked at him strangely beside him, Master, you have a spring on your face...

"Coach Xiao Mo is here, shhh~"

"Be quiet, don't speak."

At the entrance, a black figure slowly walked out, like a thick black mist, exuding a cold aura of no one entering and dying if it approached.

Coach Mo, a nightmare entrenched in the hearts of the students.

The air pressure in the square suddenly dropped, and the students were so angry that they didn't dare to come out, nor did they dare to look up at Coach Mo.

Of course, Xiao Mo didn't have the desire to look at this group of people, and walked straight in, sitting on the chair on the far right, without giving anyone an expression the whole time.

The administrator of Class A wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and handed over a bottle of water with both hands: "Coach Mo, you drink water." ”

Xiao Mo didn't even look at him, he was very cold.

The administrator of Class A smiled, he was afraid of Coach Mo's style of doing things, and he didn't dare to resist.

After Xiao Mo sat down, the surrounding atmosphere eased a little.

At this moment, a soft female voice came from the entrance.

"There is still a month left in the autumn season, and the major teams are recruiting new talents, and twelve professional players are retiring..."

Liu Yun's soft voice floated in, and she seemed to be talking to someone.

It's a pity that that person hasn't talked to Liu Yun all the time.

Chu Xiaoxi's heart moved slightly, and a wonderful feeling lingered in his heart, as if green shoots were poking out of the warm spring soil. She stood on tiptoe and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure slowly appearing in the shade of greenery and the sun shining...

Familiar, yet unfamiliar.

The green shadow swayed, the island was lukewarm in summer, Chu Xiaoxi tilted her head and stood on tiptoe, the black figure gradually became clear from blur, and the outline gradually became clear.

As soon as he appeared, it was as if all the lights were focused on him.

The familiar curvature of the facial features, just the right amount of handsomeness, taking a step, is approaching...

He seems to have been born with the demeanor of a king, with light black eyes and a slender and straight figure. Looking at him, I saw Li Bai, the sword immortal with a long sword flowing and commanding in the King's Canyon, which always made people awe and admire.

He is, Lu Zuoyu.

Chu Xiaoxi's eyes were moist, and the corners of her lips were raised.

She suddenly felt that seeing him, the year's wait was worth it.

At least, he looks good.

More mature and handsome than I remembered, and I looked like I had come from another world.

The sound of squirming discussions gradually emerged around him, and words such as "Lu Shen", "King", and "professional player" continued to pour into Chu Xiaoxi's ears.

Suddenly, Chu Xiaoxi saw Lu Zuoyu raise his eyes slightly and glance at the crowd of students who were pressed by the black.

Chu Xiaoxi's heart was almost in his throat.

Will he see me?