Tokyo City, the capital of Japan, Haneda International Airport.
Under the light of the cameras, more than 50 people, wearing the same uniform of the Chinese national team, walked out of the airport with their heads lowered and rushed into the bus that came to pick them up under the guidance of the staff.
Jiang Xiao, who was walking with his head lowered, vaguely heard the shouts of âHuaxiaââŚ
The two buses were more than enough to carry 50 people. Due to the different events, the individual and team members were managed separately from their training and assembly to their travel abroad.
âIs everyone here!?â On the bus for the individual competition, the leading teacher stood in front of the bus and endured the flashes outside the window as he shouted.
Fang Xingyun hurriedly raised his hand.âXiaopi isnât here yet. Has anyone seen Jiang xiaopi?â
At the same time, Jiang Xiao sat down by the window in the back row of the team bus and pressed his hand on the seat by the aisle. He then said to Wu Yao,ââThereâs someone here. â
Wu Yao was unruly and unruly. Regardless of the fact that Jiang Xiaoâs hand was still on the seat, she sat down immediately.
Jiang Xiao hurriedly retracted his hand.âHey, do you need milk?â he asked.
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Wu Yao looked at Jiang Xiao impatiently and said,ââDid you get in the wrong car? Go away, youâre sitting in song chunxiâs seat. â
Song chunxi, who was standing behind Wu Yao, was also a little dumbfounded. She looked at Jiang Xiao in a daze and said,ââHow did you get in?â
Jiang Xiao pinched his collar and sneered.ââWhat do you mean by sneaked in? Iâm also a national player, okay?â
âJiang! Small! Cheeky!â At the same time, the leading teacher at the front of the car shouted,âis Jiang xiaopi here?!â
Jiang Xiao subconsciously shrank his neck and hid away.
Wu Yao grabbed the back of Jiang Xiaoâs neck and lifted him up like a bamboo rat.ââThis!â
The female teacher looked at the resentful Jiang Xiao and said angrily,ââGet back to your car! The hotel weâre staying in is different!â
âAlright, alright.â Jiang Xiao said helplessly and squeezed out of the aisle. He looked at the bus behind him through the rear window and disappeared in a flash.
Scared âŚ
The leading male teacher on the bus behind was shocked when a person suddenly appeared beside him.
After seeing that it was Jiang Xiao, the teacher-in-charge yelled angrily,ââJiang! Small! Skin! If you continue to be naughty, get lost and be a substitute! There are plenty of people eyeing your position!â
Jiang Xiao shivered in shock and hurriedly walked to the back. This car was much more spacious than the previous one, so everyone could sit in it.
While walking along the aisle, a strong arm suddenly appeared and blocked Jiang Xiaoâs way.
Jiang Xiao looked down to see that it was the bald Xing Yan.
Xing Yan looked up at Jiang Xiao and said,âcontinue being naughty. Donât be a coward.â
Jiang Xiao grinned and decided not to walk back. He squeezed past Xing Yan and sat down by the window.ââReferee, you want to go on stage?â
The king of dueling from the southwest snorted,ââNonsense.â
Jiang Xiao chuckled.âHehe, Iâm ranked fourth. You shouldnât be staring at me. You should be staring at the eighth place.â
âEh?â Jiang Xiao felt a sharp pain in his head and hurriedly leaned forward to take a look.
However, he saw Xin AI âanâs pretty face filled with anger, and she was even holding a few strands of hair in her hand.
Jiang Xiao chimed in,[my hair is so short. How did you manage to pull it off?]
Xin AI âan glared at Jiang Xiao and sat down.
Jiang Xiao exclaimed.âNo wonder sheâs in the top eight. Sheâs so strong!â
Xing Yan rubbed his bald head subconsciously âŚ
Hou Mingming, who was in the front row, stood up and took the initiative to maintain order.ââShut up, shut up! Keep quiet!â
âSlurp ⌠Ha âŚâ
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That night, Jiang Xiao experienced the traffic congestion from Edo city and looked at the foreign land under the night sky, feeling wonderful.
After all, the people here had similar skin colors. The passers-by on the streets were not as exotic as miss Wu Yao âŚ
As the car drove smoothly, they turned into the vicinity of a hotel and Jiang Xiao saw the crowd on both sides of the road welcoming them.
âHuaxia will win!â
âHuaxia! Huaxia!â
All kinds of slogans finally converged into two simple words: China.
Banners and shouts, accompanied by the cheering crowd, made everyone in the car feel refreshed.
Are these the local Chinese? And heâs from China?
On the bus, the students who had taken their seats at the aisle got up one after another and looked out of the window. Jiang Xiao felt a huge palm pressing on his shoulder, but he didnât break free.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaoâs eyes were fixed on the crowd at the entrance of the hotel square, who were holding up slogans.
In particular, there was a little boy whose face was painted with the color of the Red Star flag. He was holding the red flag high in his fatherâs arms and waving it back and forth, which made Jiang Xiaoâs heart stir.
He had fought all the way to this day, wanting to wander in this grotesque and variegated world, and also wanted to do something meaningful.
Jiang Xiaoâs identity was very special. He had entered a secret battlefield and carried out missions in secret without anyone knowing.
The scene of the excited crowd in front of him made Jiang Xiao realize that there were many meaningful things. To him, although they were all the same, the scenery on the road was really different.
Jiang Xiao couldnât help but reach out and wave at the child.
The little boy shyly hid in his fatherâs arms and smeared the paint on his face on his fatherâs white shirt. However, the Father didnât care and held a small red flag in his other hand while waving it 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. The group of people who were welcoming them were blocked outside the square gate.
As the bus stopped, the students filed out.
To everyoneâs surprise, they were all extremely familiar with each of the team members.
Even though there were very few scenes of their selection matches, their past and the journey they had struggled for were all dug up after they put on the national team uniform.
Every time a student got off the bus, the crowd in the distance would shout out the name of the student.
âHou Mingming!â
âHou Ming Ming!â
Even the arrogant hou Ming couldnât help but raise his hand and make a slight gesture before turning around and walking back to the hotel.
âFan Ren!â
âXie Xie!â
âEmber!â
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âWaa! Jiang xiaopi!â
âJiang xiaopi!!â
âCharge! Jiang xiaopi! Charge forward!â
Jiang Xiaoâs appearance caused the crowd to become much more excited.
With a flash under Jiang Xiaoâs feet, a bright golden halo appeared quietly. At the next moment, a bright golden nostalgia Halo appeared under the feet of the cheering crowd at the entrance.
Even in front of the brightly lit hotel, the group of people with the Halo of nostalgia under their feet was still so dazzling.
Then, the cheers grew louder âŚ
Jiang Xiao raised his right hand and followed the team into the hotel with his head lowered, after imprinting the blessings and smiles in his mind.
It seemed that there were many more reasons for victory.
That night, everyone collected their room key cards and checked into the hotel.
Jiang Xiao and master Zhao were assigned to the same room again. There was a great advantage to living with the old cadres, which was that they could turn off the lights and go to bed early.
Uh ⌠The downside was that Zhao Wenlong got up early too. Jiang Xiao didnât need to set an alarm in the morning and could wake up by listening to the sound of him drinking tea.
Everyone had thought that there would be nothing to do tonight, but they were informed one by one that they had half an hour to rest and reorganize. A meeting was held in the hall on the first floor of the hotel.
At 7:20 P. M., Under Fang Xingyunâs lead, the Beijing Star Warriors trio arrived at the hotelâs Hall. The group of participating students and the leading teacher had already taken their seats, and the small hall was completely silent.
At 19:30, a staff member with a sign on his chest appeared on time and began to lecture everyone,â
âThis yearâs star Warriors world Cup is jointly organized by Japan and kimchi, so you must be prepared to fly back and forth between the two countries.â
âCompared to the participants from other regions, we are very lucky. We almost donât need to get used to jet lag. The audience can already imagine that there will be many Chinese people cheering for you. This is your advantage.â
âThrow away all your dissatisfaction and complaints, overcome all difficulties, and your only goal is to win.â
âFor this yearâs star Warriors world Cup individual competition, a total of over 113 countries and regions have qualified for the competition, a total of 652 people!â
âThereâs no preliminaries! There was no elimination round! For you, every match is the final that will determine your fate! If they won, they would advance! If you lose, go home!â
âOf course, thatâs if you can still go home alive. In every star Warriors world Cup, the number of deaths was always high!
To you, this is not just a competition, but a battle of life and death!
Youâre Star Warriors, natural-born warriors. In this world Cup, victory or defeat means life and death!â
âDue to the unpredictability of battles, there may be a situation where a single player will not get a pass in a few rounds. However, please give up on that thought. That person will definitely not be you.â
âIf you can win, then your schedule will be very intensive. This isnât just a competition of your combat strength, but also a competition of your willpower. Over the years, due to various reasons, there have been some students who withdrew from the competition during such an intense competition.
I hope that you can persevere to the end and do your best to complete every match, but I also hope that if you have any physical, psychological, or mental problems, or if there are any symptoms left in the game, donât just stand there silently!
Use your pride in the right place and inform us in time. We will do our best to help you get through this difficult time. Donât be afraid of being asked to withdraw from the competition and fight alone!
But I have to say this first, if we analyze that youâve failed and canât participate in the next round, you have to withdraw from the competition!
I know that this might be the only chance in your life, but believe me, the road of life is still long, really long. â
âIn three days, at 8 a.m. On May 29th, in this Hall, we will watch the first round of the lot-drawing ceremony. Your number will be your ranking in the team.â
The leader on the podium announced loudly,âthe finals will officially begin on June 1st.â
Thatâs right, you didnât hear wrong. June 1st is the first round of the finals that belongs to you all on the world stage!
Donât let it become the last round. I wish you all good results and good luck. Do you all understand?â
âUnderstood!â
âUnderstood!â
âVery good.â The leader nodded in satisfaction.âNow, come up and get your numbered uniform.â
The ten people were ranked according to their order and went up the stage to receive their clothes.
Jiang Xiao got his No. 4 battle robe, which was a long sportswear in gold, red, and white colors.
The robe had a white background and red sleeves. On the right chest of the robe was the word âHuaxiaâ and on the left chest of the robe was a Red Star flag.
On the red left sleeve, there was a âDragonâ character written with a brush on the left shoulder. The dark gold characters were like dragons and phoenixes dancing, like calligraphy and painting.
The dragonâs tail swayed down, extending from his left shoulder to his left sleeve, looking extremely suave.
The short-sleeved shirt and pants were pure white with the Chinese flag printed on them.
Whether it was a long-sleeved jacket or a white short-sleeved shirt, they all had a bright red number â 4âł printed on the back, but there was no name above it.
There was only the country and the number, but no name.
Jiang Xiao hugged a few sets of battle robes tightly and walked down.
Regardless of how windy and rainy June in Japan was, whether it was sunny or hot, Jiang Xiao was prepared to wear a long-sleeved coat to fight all the time. He wanted to wear his lucky shirt inside.