"Hurricane of the Sea City!" Wearing a highly exposed swimsuit, the young idol beautiful girl held the microphone and made a sideways V-shaped gesture next to her left eye: "I'm Charlotte, a swimsuit idol beautiful girl, and I will be in charge of the live broadcast of the next game with the citizen representative and the grandfather who repairs shoes in the shopping street, so please give me a lot of advice!"

Unlike Charlotte, who was high-pitched, the old man who repaired shoes sat on the broadcast seat next to him, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and said kindly, "Please give me a lot of advice."

The audience applauded in unison, and the broadcast crew's job was not only to narrate the game, but also to be eloquent during the waiting time for the official start of the game, so that the audience would not be bored by the dull process.

"Speaking of which, Grandpa." Charlotte stroked her hand, blinked her eyes and said, "Do you know who the favorites are to win the championship this time?"

"Huh? What did you just say?" The old man, who had written a little heavily because of his age, put his hand to his ear and looked confused.

Charlotte is worthy of being a specially hired professional broadcaster, although a drop of cold sweat runs down her forehead, her expression remains the same: "Ahem, while the other players have not yet played, I will first disclose this private list of favorites voted by the public...... Well, sure enough, the team sent by the headquarters is the most optimistic, after all, they often patrol the surrounding waters, and their knowledge of both water and sea is extremely good.

The audience at the bottom did not hesitate to applaud Charlotte's analysis, as the message just said, the championship of the Hurricane Conference is often won by the group sent by the headquarters, so it is also the team with the lowest odds in the official gambling game.

"Then I'm going to be the second open favorite for you right now. This team is made up of a large number of black-clad bald bodyguards, and as the only red flower in the green leaf group, this team is led by the current lord of the Sea City, Saita Hikari!" Charlotte shouted loudly, but this introduction was obviously a little weak, and seeing her flip the love newspaper slip in her hand left and right for a long time, Charlotte showed an embarrassed smile: "Hehe. However, since it is the first time for the Lord to participate in the competition, the information on the team here is quite limited at the moment, so I am afraid that the audience will have to witness for themselves later."

The cheers are gone this time, and the audience will naturally applaud when they should applaud, but they will never be stingy to boo when they are dissatisfied, but fortunately, this time the boos are not aimed at the two announcers on the stage, but the conference working group hidden behind the scenes.

"Ahem, as an invited broadcaster, I won't comment on this part, in order to change my mood. Let's interview the shoe store grandfather's thoughts on this competition." Lively to divert the attention of the crowd, Charlotte handed the microphone to the citizen representatives sitting on the side, and asked in a friendly manner: "Grandpa of the shoe store, you have lived in the sea capital for so long, and you must have watched the previous Hurricane Tournament, I wonder what you think of the contestants this time?"

The grandfather of the shoe store, who was still smiling kindly, raised his head and said slowly, "What did you just say?"

Charlotte silently withdrew the microphone, seemingly deciding to treat what had just happened as if it hadn't happened. When he re-faced the stage, he had a big smile on his face: "Okay, just as we were chatting, the game was about to start. Now let's hand over the footage to the game. Can you hear me, Baojie?"

Following Charlotte's shout, a bespectacled orc youth suddenly appeared on the big screen that was originally located on the exhibition stage, and seeing him holding a microphone, it was undoubtedly the Baojie referred to in the previous words.

"I'm Bao Jie, and now I'm in the first arena of the Hurricane Race, and many of the participants are now making their own final adjustments before the start of the race. We've just gotten permission to do the interviews, and in the last period of time, I, Baojie, will be interviewing the contestants." Turning his back and waving to the screen, Bao Jie walked quickly to the team behind him, stretched out the microphone and said, "What are you doing at the moment?"

The interviewee was a four-member group of merfolk and merfolk mixed together. And all for women.

Seeing someone come forward to petition, several women looked quite excited at first, and it was not easy for you to push me to introduce a person as a representative, but when the representative heard the question raised by Baojie, the whole person was dumbfounded.

"Uh, that ......" hesitated, and the mermaid girl with a fishtail on the lower half of her body barely managed to squeeze out a sentence: "In an interview."

"I see, so I wonder how you're feeling right now?"

"Very nervous." The merfolk interviewed looked rather speechless.

The point of view returned to the auditorium, because Bao Jie's meaningless question was already booed at this time, and even Charlotte could not hide the embarrassment on her face.

How could the media in the maritime capital send such a strange guy to be a reporter on the spot?

Now it is useless to delve into the reasons behind it, and the only thing Charlotte can do at the moment is to control the audience's dissatisfaction as much as possible, so she tried to build it in a remote control way: "Thank you Baojie for your enthusiastic interview, but time is limited, let's first see how the headquarters group that the audience is looking forward to is preparing now, because the list of contestants is listed as a confidential matter for the conference, so we still don't know which members the headquarters has sent to fight this year."

"Indeed, the composition of the headquarters team must have made everyone quite curious, but due to the busy preparation for the competition, the team of the headquarters has refused to be interviewed." Bao Jie pushed down his glasses and smiled smugly: "However, after the team's sincere request to kneel, the headquarters team finally opened a convenient door and sent out a representative from the four, let's say hello to her now."

As the camera turns, a gloomy girl with a petite figure, wearing a cloak on a hot day, appears on the frame, and although at first glance she is no more than a schoolboy Cheng Dù, her eyes look like a poisonous swamp, trying to trap all the intruders forever.

Bao Jie's big nerves came in handy here, even though the petite girl next to him exuded an ominous aura, she still handed the microphone without fear, of course, the question he asked was as speechless as before: "Kid, why do you want to participate in the Hurricane Tournament?"

"For revenge." Slowly reaching out and taking off her hood, her long black hair hanging down like a waterfall, the black-haired girl gritted her teeth, turned her head to look in the direction of the outside of the frame, and whispered, "They abandoned me without any regrets, and now it's time to pay the price!"

The camera turned in the direction the black-haired girl was looking, and there was a silver-haired Lori with an indifferent expression standing there.

Not noticing that she was being pointed at by the camera, the silver-haired girl was reaching out and trying to pet the white fox next to her.

Kali, Kali!

It was obviously a sight that made people smile, but the black-haired girl made a piercing grinding sound and her eyes were bloodshot, but the camera had already turned the camera at this time, and no one present saw the girl's hideous face. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the tips of "Awakening AD", "Feather Flurry", and "Sister Falk Squid", then again, it seems that the new readers who are asking for votes here can't see it!

Found out too late orz