On the afternoon of May 26.

Edo City, the capital of the neon country, Haneda International Airport.

Under the illumination of a flash of lights, more than 50 people, dressed in the uniform of the Chinese national team, walked in a hurry with their heads down, and under the guidance of the staff, they walked all the way out of the airport and rushed into the bus that came to pick them up.

Faintly, Jiang Xiao, who was bowing his head and walking quickly, heard the shout of "Huaxia......

Two buses are more than enough for 50 people, and due to the different competitions, the individual competition members and team competition members are managed separately from training and assembly to rushing abroad.

"Are you all together!?" On the bus of the individual competition members, the team leader teacher stood in front of the bus, endured the flashing lights outside the window, and shouted loudly.

Fang Xingyun hurriedly raised his hand: "Xiaopi hasn't arrived, who saw Jiang Xiaopi?" ”

At the same time, on the bus of the team members, Jiang Xiao sat in the back window position, pressed one hand on the seat leaning against the aisle, and said to Wu Yao, who was following behind, "There are people." ”

Wu Yao was unruly and even more debauched, and regardless of Jiang Xiao's hand still on the seat, she sat down as soon as she sat down.

Jiang Xiao hurriedly withdrew his hand and said, "Eh, do you owe milk?" ”

Wu Yao looked at Jiang Xiao impatiently and said, "You got on the wrong car, right?" Go away, you are sitting in Song Chunxi's seat. ”

Song Chunxi, who was behind Wu Yao, was also a little confused, looked at Jiang Xiao stupidly, and said, "How did you get in?" ”

Jiang Xiao pinched his collar and stretched outward: "What do you mean by getting in, I'm also a member of the national team, okay?" ”

"Jiang! Small! Skin! At the same time, the leading teacher at the front of the car shouted, "Jiang Xiaopi is not here!" ”

Jiang Xiao subconsciously shrank his neck and quietly hid.

Wu Yao grabbed the back of Jiang Xiao's neck, as if carrying a bamboo rat, and directly picked Jiang Xiao up: "Here! ”

The female teacher who led the team looked at Jiang Xiao, who was resentful, and said angrily: "You go back to your car for me!" The hotels we are in are different! ”

"Okay, okay." Jiang Xiao said helplessly, squeezed out of the aisle, looked at the bus behind him through the back window, and his body disappeared in a flash.

Scare......

The male teacher leading the team on the bus behind was startled, and a person suddenly appeared next to him.

When he saw that it was Jiang Xiao, the teacher who led the team also shouted angrily: "Jiang! Small! Skin! No matter how naughty you are, get out of my way to the bench! Some people are staring at your position! ”

Jiang Xiao was startled, and hurriedly walked to the rear, this car is much looser than the previous car, everyone can sit casually.

Walking in the aisle, a strong and powerful arm suddenly came out horizontally, blocking Jiang Xiao's way.

Jiang Xiao looked down, but found that it was a big bald torture rock.

Xing Yan looked up at Jiang Xiao and said, "Keep peeling, don't be cowardly." ”

Jiang Xiao grinned, simply didn't go back, squeezed past Xing Yan's body, and sat in the window position inside: "What, do you want to play?" ”

The heads-up king from the southwest snorted coldly: "Nonsense." ”

Jiang Xiao: "Hehe, I'm fourth, you shouldn't stare at me, but at eighth." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Xiao felt a pain in the top of his head, hurriedly leaned forward and turned his head to look.

saw that Xin Ai'an's delicate face was full of anger, and he was still holding a few hairs in his hands.

Jiang Xiao: "You can pull it off if my hair is so short?" ”

Xin Ai'an glared at Jiang Xiao and sat down directly.

Jiang Xiao sighed: "It is worthy of being a woman who can be selected into the top eight, strong!" ”

Xing Yan subconsciously touched his big bald head......

The back of the front row stood up and took the initiative to maintain order: "Shut up, shut up!" Be quiet! ”

"Suck... Ha ......"

......

That night, Jiang Xiao experienced the congestion from Edo City, and it felt amazing to look at the foreign country at night.

After all, the people here are about the same color, and the passers-by walking on the avenue are not as exotic as Miss Wu Yao......

As the vehicle drove smoothly and turned into the range of a hotel, Jiang Xiao saw the welcoming crowd on both sides.

"Huaxia will win!"

"Huaxia! Chinese! ”

All kinds of slogans finally converged into two simple words: Huaxia.

Banners, shouts, and cheering crowds shocked everyone in the car.

Are these the Chinese people living there? Or are you a Chinese from home?

On the bus, the students seated in the aisle got up one after another, and looked out the window, Jiang Xiao only felt a giant palm pressing on his shoulder, but he didn't break away.

At this time, Jiang Xiao's eyes were locked on the crowd crowded at the gate of the hotel square, holding up slogans.

Especially a little boy with the color of the star red flag painted on his face, in his father's arms, holding the small red flag high, waving back and forth, made Jiang Xiao's heart ripple.

He has struggled all the way to this day, wanting to break through this bizarre world and do something meaningful.

Jiang Xiao's identity is very special, he has entered the secret battlefield, and silently carried out tasks in places that people don't know.

And the picture of the boiling crowd in front of him let Jiang Xiao know that there are many meaningful things, for him, although they have the same destination, the scenery on the road is really different.

Jiang Xiao couldn't help but stretch out his hand and waved at the child.

The little boy shyly hid in his father's arms, and the paint on his face was smeared on his father's white shirt, but the father didn't care, and held a small red flag in his other hand, constantly dancing at Jiang Xiao.

With the help of the staff, the bus finally slowly passed through the crowd and drove into the square of the hotel, where the group of people who greeted it were blocked from the gate of the square.

As the bus stopped, the trainees rushed out.

What everyone didn't expect was that people were extremely familiar with each of the team members.

Even if there are very few pictures of their trials in the trials, their past and the journey of struggle all the way have been turned over because of the national team uniform.

As soon as everyone got out of the car, the crowd in the distance would call out the student's name.

"Hou Mingming!"

"Hou Mingming!!"

Even if he was as arrogant as Hou Mingming, he couldn't help but raise his hand, gestured slightly, and then turned around and walked towards the hotel.

"Fan Ren!"

"Xie Yan!"

"Ember!"

......

"Wow! Jiang Xiaopi! ”

"Jiang Xiaopi!!"

"Rush! Jiang Xiaopi!! Rush forward! ”

Jiang Xiao's appearance was obviously a lot higher.

Jiang Xiao's feet flashed, and a bright golden aura quietly appeared, and the next moment, the feet of the cheering crowd at the door lit up with a bright golden aura of affection.

Even in front of the brightly lit hotel, the crowd of people with a halo of nostalgia is so dazzling.

Then, the cheers were louder......

With the blessings and laughter imprinted in his mind, Jiang Xiao raised his right hand and walked towards the hotel with his head bowed with the team.

It seems that there are many more reasons to win.

That night, everyone received their room key cards and checked into the hotel.

Jiang Xiao and Master Zhao shared the same room again, and living with the old cadres had a great advantage, that is, they turned off the lights early and went to bed early.

Belch... The disadvantage is that Zhao Wenlong also got up early, Jiang Xiao didn't need to wake up every morning, and he could wake up by listening to the sound of the other party drinking tea.

Everyone thought that there was nothing to do tonight, but they were notified one by one, and they quickly rested for half an hour, and held a meeting in the auditorium on the first floor of the hotel at 19:30 in the evening.

At 7:20 in the evening, under the leadership of Fang Xingyun, the trio of Imperial Capital Xingwu came to the hotel auditorium, and a group of participating students and leading teachers had already taken their seats, and there was silence in the small auditorium.

At 19:30, a staff member with a sign on his chest appeared on time and began to lecture everyone:

"This year's Xingwu World Cup is jointly applied to be hosted by the Neon Country and the Kimchi Country, so you must be prepared to fly back and forth between the two countries."

"Compared to the students from other regions, we are very fortunate that there is almost no need for jet lag, and the audience in the stadium can expect that there will be many Chinese people to cheer you on, which is your advantage."

"Put aside all your grievances and complaints, overcome all difficulties, and your goal is only to win."

"In this year's Xingwu World Cup singles, a total of more than 113 countries and regions have qualified for the competition, a total of 652 people!"

"There is no such thing as qualifying! There is no such thing as a knockout! For you, every game is a fateful grand final! Win, move on! Lose, go home! ”

"Assuming you still have your life home, of course. In every Xingwu World Cup event, there are a lot of deaths!

For you, it's not just a game, it's a battle of life and death!

You are star warriors, born warriors, and in this World Cup, victory or defeat represents life and death! ”

"Due to the unpredictable nature of the battle, there may be a bye for individual players in certain rounds, but please give up such thoughts, that person will definitely not be you."

"If you can win, then your schedule will be very intensive. This is not only a contest of your fighting strength, but also a contest of will, and over the years, due to various reasons, some students have withdrawn from the competition in such a dense schedule.

I hope you will make it to the end and do your best to finish every match, but I also hope that if you have any physical, mental, or mental problems, or any symptoms left in the game, you will not stand still!

Put your pride to the right place, let us know, and we'll do our best to help you get through it, and don't go it alone for fear of being asked to retire!

But I'm going to say the ugly thing ahead, if we analyze that you are disqualified and can't participate in the next round of battles, you have to give me an honest retirement!

I know this may be your only chance in your life, but trust me, there's still a long, really long way to go. ”

"Three days later, at 8 a.m. on May 29, in this auditorium, we will watch the first round of the draw ceremony, and your number will be your ranking number in the team."

The team leader on the podium said loudly: "On June 1, the finals officially began.

Yes, you heard it right, June 1 is the first round of the finals that belong to you on the world stage!

Don't let it be the last round. I wish you all the best and all the best. Do you understand everything!? ”

"Got it!"

"Got it!"

The team leader nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, now, come up and get the numbered clothing." ”

Ten people went to the stage to collect their clothes in order of priority.

Jiang Xiao got his No. 4 shirt, a long sportswear with gold, red, and white colors.

The white is the bottom, the sleeves are red, the right chest is printed with the two big characters "Huaxia", and the left chest is a red star flag.

And on the red left sleeve, the left shoulder is printed with the word "dragon" written in brush characters, and the dark gold font dragon flies and phoenix dances, like words and paintings.

The dragon's tail swayed down, spreading from the left shoulder to the left cuff, and it was unusually chic.

The short sleeves and pants are pure white and printed with the Chinese flag.

Whether it's a long-sleeved jacket, or a white short-sleeved jacket, they have a bright red number "4" printed on the back without any name on it.

Only the country, only the number, no name.

Jiang Xiao hugged several sets of battle robes tightly and walked down.

No matter how windy and rainy it is in June, sunny or hot, Jiang Xiao is ready to fight in a long-sleeved jacket all the time, and he wants to wear his lucky shirt inside.