Chairman Feng used his personal experience to prove that China has a vast land and abundant resources.

Gather a group of professional players and former professional players from all over the world, get them visas to Switzerland, and throw them on the plane. Even if the General Administration of Sport is willing to help, this speed has its limit -

—There is no other way, just collect all the materials.

Therefore, even though Chairman Feng had asked the General Administration on the day after the semi-finals ended, he still failed to send everyone, including himself, out of the country within three days.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and all the national team players got on the bus and headed to the competition venue. Players and retired players gathered from all over were still waiting eagerly in Beijing to set off. Even more miserable than them were the league's administrative staff.

, just registering the owner’s address is so confusing:

The current players are basically gathered together by their respective clubs and directly arranged to stay in hotels. After all, all the big players have gone to Zurich, and it is really uneasy for the club not to send someone to take care of a bunch of kids;

Retired players are scattered here and there. Some are in a good financial situation and live in five-star hotels with their own money. Some have good relationships with local players and are staying at friends' homes. There are also some who are staying at Tiny Herb Royal Wind. These two

They are all old clubs with a long history and a wide range of people. When old friends come to visit, they must be entertained no matter what;

As for Xingxin, a group of players who did not follow Ye Xiu to Zurich, together with the proprietress, were taken directly to Yi Zhan as soon as they got off the high-speed train...

Of course, there are also those who are wild enough to go to who knows which country, such as Wu Xuefeng, Fang Shiqian and others, who only got confused when they were singled out by old friends and said they would go directly to Zurich, and there was no need to count on anything else.

In short, it will be 8 pm on August 3, Swiss time, and 2 am on August 4, Beijing time. This group of active or retired Honor players can still only stay in China, at their own homes, in hotels in Beijing, or

, got up like wandering souls, gathered in the conference rooms of various clubs such as Yi Zhan, Tiny Herb, Royal Wind, etc., craned their necks, eagerly waiting to watch the broadcast of the finals.

Finals, game one.

When the camera cut to the contestants' bench, Chen Guo was yawning hugely, with tears in her eyes, looking dimly at the projection screen. - Although as an Internet cafe owner, Chen Guo has withstood the test of day and night for more than ten years, Chen Guo is very

Unfortunately, he's still the one in the room who can't stay up late.

Let’s not talk about Lou Guanning’s gang of second-generation rich people. When they were young, a group of second-generation rich people played all kinds of crazy things, and staying up late has long become a daily routine. Baozi and Mo Fan, these two crazy gods, have the ability to stay up late almost written in their genes.

Now, even An Wenyi, who has always lived a regular life, now has bright eyes and is in high spirits.

Indeed, as a professional player, even if you were sleepy before, you can still cheer up when watching the game.

The conference room was arranged like a classroom. A dozen computer desks were lined up, each facing a large screen, and the computers in front of the professional players were all humming at work.

Although the live broadcast has started now, the game has not started yet. Everyone is doing their own thing. Those who are watching the live broadcast are watching the live broadcast, and those who are not watching the live broadcast have their own things to be busy with.

Mo Fan was sitting in front of the computer with full concentration. There were lights and shadows on the screen, and he didn't know which boss he was surrounding.

An Wenyi flipped through the PDFs one by one, obviously wanting to take advantage of the last moment before the start of the game to review the opponent's player information;

Only Baozi behaved in the most gregarious manner. While chatting with Yi Zhan and his gang, he was typing away. In the QQ group on the screen, line after line of messages were scrolling up.

Obviously, before the game even started, a group of professional players had nowhere to vent their energy and curiosity, so they all threw themselves into this group named "Zurich Tour Group".

"This time, Lord Grim should be the first one to go up, right?"

"Probably so!"

"The other party doesn't know who he's having sex with."

"You shouldn't be a boxing master, so you won't become a boxing master again."

"The next one will be a masterpiece..."

"But I really want to see who Ye Xiu fights with, that wretched boxer, tsk tsk..."

"Hush, Lao Han is also in the group!"

"Look, Ye Xiu went up to report..."

"The guy from the U.S. team stopped, as if he was waiting for him. What are they talking about?"

"Ah ah ah why didn't the reporter follow..."

Finals - to be precise, starting from eight to four, the reporting process is much simpler. The team leader, or captain, spends less time in front of the referee.

After all, in the group stage, the order of singles matches and group matches is pre-determined, and the referees have to spend a relatively long time checking them line by line. Starting from eight to four, the list of group matches is temporarily decided. The last one is reported.

Prepare one.

The only job of the referee is to ensure that the players match the roles they are playing and that no player will compete again in the ring.

...The negative impact caused by this is that Ye Xiu's workload has greatly increased. In the past, it only took one trip, but now, he has to make five trips back and forth.

For a lazy guy like Ye Xiu who can type without moving his mouth, who can move his mouth without moving his legs, this is really bad news.

Enough chatter. Like the Chinese team, the American team reported to the team leader. The difference is that the American team leader is really just the team leader, arranging food, clothing, housing and transportation, communicating with the alliance, communicating with the organizing committee, etc.

He does all the work - unlike the Chinese team member who does all the work except the team leader's job.

Fortunately, when it comes to reporting the playing list, the work of the leaders of the Chinese and American teams finally overlapped subtly. After the leader of the American team submitted the materials to the referee, he took two steps back and stood aside without leaving. Waiting for Ye

After the report was finished, he took a step forward and stretched out his hand to his opponent.

"Hello, nice to meet you."

"Hello."

"The Chinese team played very beautifully in the last game. It left a very deep impression on me."

"Thank you, you played very well too."

Time did not allow them to chat endlessly. After the usual two business exchanges, the leader of the American team smiled slightly and asked the question he really wanted to ask because he stayed here specially this time:

"Are you the first one to appear this time? Who do you most want to fight against?"

"Anyone can do it!" Ye Xiu smiled nonchalantly. The top player of the national team, a professional player who has been playing for ten years of glory, had the same lively light in his eyes as when he was a teenager:

"Every one of them is very interesting."

"interesting?"

"certainly!"

Such joy and desire came from the bottom of his heart, and for a moment the American team leader was unable to utter any sarcastic words. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Ye Xiu carefully again, took half a step back, and nodded lightly:

"You won't be disappointed."

When the two team leaders turned around and returned, the lineups on the big screen had already lit up. At this moment, after the broadcast camera showed the lineups of both sides, it cut to the Chinese team's players' bench for the last time before the game.

There, the Chinese viewers in front of the TV saw calm faces with relaxed smiles.

It's Ye Xiu who's on stage.

There is nothing to worry about in this game.

In the camera, there was only one face with some exceptions. Chen Guo sat up a little straighter, wanting to see more clearly, but Baozi in front of her left kicked off the ground and turned around, shouting at her:

"Boss Boss, Boss Boss, you see Fang Rui is not very happy!"

"That's right! He didn't catch the fighting thief!"

From Chen Guo to Zhong Yeli, several angry voices answered in unison.

Below the large screen, two long lines of text scrolled continuously in the message bar at the bottom of the screen.

Ye Xiu, Sanren, Lord Don’t laugh.
Chapter completed!