I want glory and you (17)

Before the semi-finals officially began, there was a sensation off the court, and almost everyone spotted Shi Xia sitting in the front row.

Everyone desperately shouted: "Shixia! ”

The scene was extremely chaotic at one point.

Fortunately, the security guard stopped it in time, and the host on the stage saw that the scene was not right, and hurriedly spoke: "I didn't expect Miss Shi to come to the competition site today, so I will ask Miss Shi on behalf of the masses, who are you here to cheer for today?" ”

As he spoke, he walked in front of Shi Xia with the microphone.

The venue suddenly became a lot quieter, and Shi Xia's delicate and fair face appeared on the big screen, and many people began to whisper.

Who can stand such an impact on appearance.

Even if it is a direct camera, the girl's cheeks do not have the slightest flaw, and the slightly stunned expression at the moment shows that she is much more cute, which is very different from the cold screen image on weekdays.

Shi Xia didn't expect things to turn out like this, and her eyes unconsciously moved to the young man who was wearing professional clothes and was lazily looking at her with one hand on his forehead.

When their eyes met, the host seemed to understand something in an instant, and was about to open his mouth excitedly, but the microphone in his hand was snatched away by Sister Feng.

"We are here today to cheer for all the professional players, and I hope everyone can do their best to achieve their dreams!"

As soon as these words came out, the host reacted instantly and took over the voice: "Yes, Miss Shi cheers for every professional player!" So, I will announce that the semi-finals of Glory Planet have officially begun! ”

With the appearance of Shi Xia, the audience almost roared out of their throats to cheer for the teenagers on the field.

The game started quickly, and the audience was in a nervous mood, staring at the game interface on the big screen.

After choosing a hero, every teenager showed a little nervousness.

Except, the captain of the CG club, who has never had a negative record, Fu Ci.

His white hands rested on his forehead, his long eyelashes rested on his rippling peach blossom eyes, and he looked lazily at the audience.

The light of his eyes gently swept over everyone, and finally stopped at one person, staring intently.

Shi Xia put on the headphones and looked at the young man's gaze, only to feel that his heartbeat seemed to speed up a few rhythms.

Sister Feng next to her hurriedly pulled her arm and whispered to her: "Be careful, you are a public figure, don't make any moths!" ”

Shi Xia came back to his senses, listened to Sister Feng's words and lowered his eyes obediently, looked at the headphone cable in his hand, and didn't dare to look at the radiant young man in the stand.

Sister Feng nodded with satisfaction, but she felt that her body was cold and a little cold.

She swallowed and looked stiffly at the stage.

Fu Ci's expression was faint, and he met Sister Feng's gaze.

The young man with delicate eyebrows was a little cold, and he casually hooked up an arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

It made Sister Feng's heart tremble.

Clearing her throat, she lowered her eyes to Shi Xia in a little panic and said, "If you want to see Fu Ci, it doesn't matter, just leave the rest to the company." ”

"Huh?"

Shi Xia was a little confused, so Sister Feng didn't have this attitude yet.

"The enemy has three seconds left to reach the battlefield!"

The sound of the game sounded, and Shi Xia looked at the big screen on the side.

I don't know if it's because Fu Ci is the most popular, his shots are the most among the ten teenagers, and he is also the one who mentions the most times by the commentator.

Becoming a young man and becoming famous in a fight.

Last year's individual world champion, will he lead his team to the title this year?

The young man on the big screen had no expression on his face, which was completely different from what Shi Xia saw on weekdays, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and the cold arc showed a delicate jaw.

The slender fingertips are carelessly placed on the keyboard, as if they are operated at will, and they can kill the enemy without leaving a piece of armor.