A black van driving slowly through the bright night of America.

Inside the car, five members of the NEWORLD team: Shewin (middle), Thomson (top), Lee (support), Jackson (wild), and Mike (bottom), are discussing this world competition.

The five team members, Hivin, Lee, and Jackson are white, Thomson is black, and Mike is Jewish.

Although the five have different experiences, they have come together to form the strongest NEWORLD team in the United States for their common beliefs.

Thomson, a black boy, proposed: "Captain, the teams from various countries have arrived at the Los Angeles Hotel one after another, why don't we find a time to talk to the Chinese team?" ”

"I heard that King is the strongest professional player in China, and he is also handsome." Jackson touched his chin with a look of anticipation.

Lee snorted coldly and said, "Someone else has a girlfriend, don't think about it." ”

Jackson looked innocent: "I didn't think about anything..."

Several team members burst into laughter, but the captain Xiwen never spoke. Shevin leaned lazily back in his seat, blonde hair, handsome eyebrows, long hands and long legs, a standard American sunny handsome guy.

At this moment, Xiwen is opening his mobile phone to check the photos of his dog Xiao K.

Xiwen raised a round husky, this dog has been with him for five years, and now he is in the prime of life, looking for his wife everywhere with a lewd face every day.

I don't know why, whenever I see my dog, Xiwen thinks of the Chinese player named Fly Away.

In the past, when he went to China to participate in the competition, Xiwen met him on the side of the road and flew off the horse, and after just a few words of conversation, the two never saw each other again.

But in the past few years, the appearance of being tall and thin, with a sincere smile, has been engraved in Xiwen's mind for a long time.

"He must have loved dogs." Xiwen muttered to himself, a smile in his green eyes.

"What dog?" The teammates raised their eyes together, and saw their captain holding his mobile phone, showing a silly smile.

In recent days, the captain seems to laugh a lot, and he still laughs for no reason.

The black brother narrowed his eyes and gossiped: "Captain, are you in love?"

"It's like, I think this symptom is a bit like my little flower. Every spring, my little flower also has this expression. ”

"Yo, which hot girl does our captain have a crush on? It's from the campus cheerleading squad. ”

The teammates teased together without heart and lungs, Xiwen looked as usual, and glanced at this group of guys who had nothing to do: "With this kung fu gossip, it is better to think about how to deal with the Chinese team." Also, I heard that the Japanese team has a master named Z, whose strength is unfathomable, so you should also be careful. ”

"Yes, Captain~"

Although it was late at night, everyone was still very excited and in good spirits.

Thomson turned on the stereo in the car, and the cool American music "We Don't Talk Anymore" suddenly sounded, and the car was full of commotion, and the team members danced and danced to the music.

Captain Xiwen put his phone back in the back seat, and without looking back, he casually pulled the blanket from the back seat and put it on his knees.

Suddenly, a dissatisfied scolding sounded:

", Lao Shan, can you stop singing! Let no one sleep! ”

In the car, in standard Chinese, everyone can hear the irritability in the words.

The car suddenly fell silent, except for the sound of music flowing slowly.

Thomson immediately turned off the music.

Everyone's eyes looked at the last row of the business vehicle, where the lights were dim.