But the scene will not be harmonious, and all the Chinese people present are enthusiastic, shouting vigorously, "Nakamura Baihui get out of China, out of the country, get out of the arena!" ”

This voice also reached the referee, and the referee was a little big-headed and asked the team leader of country R to explain!

The teacher who led the team in country R did not have a trace of panic, and said calmly and arrogantly, "We Baihui just learned Chinese, so we are not good at learning and abusing idioms, I apologize to the Chinese delegation." But apart from that word, there is no problem with other sentences! The strong do not have the habit of letting the weak go! ”

", he, mother,!" Mo Ze's fair-skinned little face was flushed with anger, and he rolled up his sleeves to reveal his sturdy arms, "I must kill them!" ”

Xia Qing next to "useless ......" looked very calm, but in fact, there was a dark tide in her deep pupils.

"Huh?" Mo Ze, who looked at her from the side, was puzzled.

"You went to college in country M, and if you win them, they will also talk about you with the same rhetoric as Gong Moyan, thinking that you are stained with the light of country M."

"Damn, then let them do it now?" Mo Ze's lungs are about to explode, he is not a person with a sense of national justice, but in this scene, the sense of honor that is rooted in the blood comes out.

"You can't, but I can." Xia Qing narrowed her eyes, staring at her Mo Ze stunned.

How can you be so handsome?

As a handsome guy, he was actually handsome by a girl!

Suddenly, his back was like an arrow, Mo Ze didn't need to look back to know who it was, his back stiffened, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Brother's vinegar smell is really getting stronger and stronger, floating all over the venue, can't he take it?

It's very fuckless to say that the referee listened to the bullshit explanation of country R, and actually agreed.

The referee is a multi-national mixed-race, but he grew up in country M, and he thinks that Chinese is indeed broad and profound, especially difficult to learn, and the same words can be used in different contexts to use N meanings.

But he didn't think about it at all, Nakamura Baihui's situation was different at all, she spoke so pure Mandarin, without any accent, how could she use the wrong idiom?!

Nakamura Baihui's small hand stroked the head flower above his head, smiled proudly, and his little mouth smiled crookedly.

The barrage is more ferocious-

"I'm calling for the Chinese team, the dog of the gansiR country!"

"Huaguo team, come on!"

The blood surged up, like a volcanic eruption, and it couldn't be stopped, and the people in the barrage also learned to be smart, a mountain and a mountain high, and the scolding words were harmonized, and they calmed down now, so they pronounced it in pinyin......

The same is true in the field, and the hope is completely pinned on the side of the Chinese team.

It was the first time for the ten students here to participate in such a big event, and they were so nervous that their clothes could wring out water, and this time it was even more stressful.

On the one hand, there are opponents who are so strong that they burst, and on the other hand, there is a huge hope entrusted by the Huaguo cheerleaders, which makes them more and more afraid to say anything before the game.

"I ...... I'll do my best. ”

"Strive to be the best you can be."

Compared with Nakamura Baihui's arrogant clamour, these testimonials seem painless.

The faces of the students on the R team were almost stiff with laughter.

Hey, hey, you can be so unconfident when you compete in your own country?

It's Moze's turn—

Mo Ze took a deep breath and said a bunch of cursed words in English very quickly, and the output was roaring, and his voice was particularly loud.