She will be on the scene with the dragon spirit today. Long Ling, as the highlight of the alliance's anniversary celebration, is about to take the stage, serving as the number one person at the World Championship departure ceremony, and a large number of costumers, makeup artists, stylists, and agents have come to her home early to design today's look for her.

An Zai looked at the hibiscus-like dragon spirit in the makeup mirror, and looked at the cumbersome cosmetics and accessories on the table.

Long Ling covered his mouth and smiled: "Cub, have you ever painted makeup?"

An thought about it again and nodded: "Hmm...... When taking promotional photos...... I usually blow my hair before the race. “

"Those straight men's blind toss are also considered makeup? Girls, too, are born with a yearning for these things...... How's it going, try?"

An Goodbye saw Long Ling's smile gradually obscene, and gradually retreated defensively: "Sister, you can't joke today!"

Long Ling knew that An Zai was anxious, and gags to help her divert her attention.

"Cut! Who said it's now! Sometime! I'm talking about another day! Otherwise, it's your first date with a boy! Wow... Pretty cubs, it's so exciting to think about it! “

"Hey, hey, don't make a fuss......"

An Zai would rather go to Yang Ruo's shadowless feet than be teased by the dragon spirit without a lower limit.

With the business card of Long Ling, An Zai entered the event stadium all the way unimpeded, she was wearing a sports jacket prepared in advance, and lowered the brim of her hat, others thought she was the staff next to the star, and no one found out that this thin boy was the OD ZAI that made all the fans of the event miss him.

Walk into Long Ling's independent lounge and look at the time, at this time, the players on both sides should have arrived to prepare for the game. Only after getting the final notice of lifting the ban can she go to meet her comrades.

Ann wandered around the break room nervously, she had so much on her mind that she had to think about how to convince the league management for a while, and how to get back to the game as soon as possible if she returned to the game.

Long Ling was not in the mood to joke at this time, so he turned his head and said to the agent:

"Please help me to ask, have all the people I want to see have arrived."

The agent is quite professional, and he went out to contact him non-stop when he heard the rumors.

"Don't be nervous, everything will be fine."

"Hmm—" Ann nodded again.

When the agent returned, he had a difficult face.

"What's wrong? Say it! Don't grind! ”

"Uh... Something went wrong over there, and the big boss was supposed to arrive early this morning, but the plane was late...... Possibly..."

"Probably what!"

"Probably... You can't get there until before the departure ceremony. ”

Like a lightning strike.

Ann Zai's mind was buzzing.

Before the departure ceremony? The daylilies are cold! At that time, OD may have lost the qualification for the World Championship, and the ban will be lifted then, so what's the point!

"Urge! Tell that I have something very important to talk about! Even if I regret not going on stage, it's okay! Be sure to ask him to come over right away! "Long Ling made a quick decision.

"But that's right for you..."

"No matter! It doesn't matter if I play a big name or go back on my word, I don't care! ”

As an artist, Long Ling's reputation is very important to the outside world, but at this time, she can't care so much, she must fight for An again.

As the clock ticks by, the World Championship of OD VS BOS is about to ignite.

OD lounge.

The pre-game promotional video was repeatedly played on the live broadcast screen, and there was also the figure of An Zai on the promotional video that had been prepared for a long time, as the starting AD, An Zai stood behind the middle single season Canghai with his arms crossed, with a fierce momentum and a firm face.

Xiao Peng sat miserably in the chair, his left leg was constantly shaking, and he was so nervous that he was to death.

Lu Yuan looked at Yang Ruo without saying a word, and silently bit the bandage wrapped around his wrist with his teeth, circle by circle, and untie the shackles.

"In the first game, I'll fight."