"Win? Win??? I'll go... I'll just meet each other?"

"Thanks to Tu'ao, it's China. If Sam played like this, I will definitely report them to play counterfeit games!"

"You think Tuo O is playing a fake game, but in fact they are real..."

"Woooooooooo~ I was crying, and my whole body was trembling with excitement. I'm going to blow it to death!"

"Rong Taotao Niu Chuang! Niu Chuang!!!"

Just when people were discussing and taking crazy screenshots, they never discovered that there had been no "sound" in the live broadcast signal for a long time.

To be precise, there was no sound from the host's report. The stadium with tens of thousands of people was extremely noisy and boiling. The camera kept giving Rong Taotao a close-up. He sat on the snow ghost's hand with his head covering his head, his expression was very painful.

I think he should have suffered very serious injuries in the short ten seconds of the game.

Illusion is good, but the only thing that is not beautiful is that the onlookers cannot see what is happening in the illusion world.

Of course, everything that happened in the world of wind, flowers, snow and moon is too cruel. If people really knew what Rong Taotao did, they might have a great change in their impression!

In the anchor seat, Su Wan turned her head and looked at Dai Liunian who was stunned beside her. Her movements were hidden, and the cotton boots under the table gently kicked Dai Liunian's calf.

"Ah..." Dai Liunian finally came to her senses, couldn't help but soothe her restless heart and sighed deeply.

Su Wan's voice was soft and she opened her mouth to broadcast the report: "17 seconds, there is no doubt that the fastest record of this World Cup.

Moreover, in these 17 seconds, the referee's hesitation and the time to decide is too amazing. It's really an unimaginable result..."

"Yes." Dai Liunian's surprisingly gentle voice, no longer had the excitement of the past, he just looked at Rong Taotao on the court from afar, his voice full of emotion.

The endless emotion also passed to thousands of households: "First 8 matches, 1V2, 17 seconds.

Just when people were worried about his future, Rong Taotao gave the world a perfect answer.

He can still win, he is still winning!"

Dai Liunian looked at the young man sitting on the snow ghost's hands and rubbing his temples. He couldn't help but shook his head in admiration.

At this moment, Dai Liunian seemed to be no longer the host, but became a minstrel, and began to tell the legendary story of a certain character, and combined with his gentle voice, he told the story:

"Xi Dian City - Ancient Gladiator, that was the beginning of all the stories. Two soul warriors from the East embarked on this path full of flowers and thorns.

One day afterwards, rolling dark clouds and terrifying lightning intercepted their path.

They paid an extremely heavy price to cut the endless thunder and lightning, but they did not expect that fate did not pity the two young brave men, but instead made a joke on them.

The fork in front of the road was the city of Crete. That night, there were devastated, destroyed towns and streets everywhere, and countless people crying for suffering everywhere.

That night, thunders gathered in all directions, and hundreds of thousands of stars fell. In a chaos, a lotus stood between the sky and the earth, slowly blooming...

Then, as the world looked forward to it, he came, walked out of the Eye in Crete, and broke into the world alone.

And there was no longer the person who accompanied him to overcome all obstacles.

Mission? Persistence? Faith? Or that proud heart?

I don’t know what the young soul warrior is thinking, but what we can see is that he has not sunk, given up, and even has no complaints.

The young warrior held a long sword in his hand and finally cut off the giant tree blocking the road, climbed to the top of the mountain, looked up at the tumbling sea of ​​clouds above his head..."

Su Wan was stunned and stared at Dai Liunian in a daze.

She didn't expect Dai Liunian to tell a story, and with his gentle voice, Su Wan seemed to really feel that there was a comic book in front of her, constantly turning pages with Dai Liunian's voice...

"That was the first time he fell down, and he fell on the mountain, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

That was the first time people could feel that he could not hold on anymore.

Yes, the road to climb to the top of the mountain is far more passionate than standing on the top.

But we don’t know how much passion remains in his heart after crossing the peak.

Today, now, now.

He came alive, as always.

The young warrior who had stumbled and climbed to the top of the mountain before set off again after a moment of rest. He moved forward, rode the wind and waves, and crossed the sea.

He told us with practical actions that no matter how dark clouds, thunder, thorns, huge trees, clouds on the top of the mountain, or stormy waves ahead, nothing can stop him from moving forward.

Go ahead, Warriors.

The scenery along the way is so beautiful, even if the journey is full of difficulties and dangers.

There is no laurel wreath at the end. When you walk there and look back at the thorns and blooming flowers along the way, they are the true appearance of the laurel.

Go ahead, the snow warrior from the snowy night.

We all know that your goal is much more than a laurel wreath.

Mr. Lu Xun once said in "Hot Wind": There is no need to wait for the torch. If there is no torch, I will be the only light.

When you find that the bitter laurel flowers are not as bright as you imagined and cannot shine on the dark snowy night...

Look at yourself, look at the burning flames on you, look at the dazzling fire on you!"

At such an exciting moment, people should have cheered, but in the story told by Dai Liunian, people became quiet one after another.

My body is very quiet, but that heart is restless.

At this moment, people seemed to suddenly realize the reason why Dai Liunian was the host of China Central Television. At this moment, people suddenly recalled the real purpose of Rong Taotao coming to participate in the World Cup.

At this moment, it is far away in Crete.

Yang Chunxi sat next to Gao Lingwei's hospital bed, looking at the screen of the phone. The young man who was still rubbing his temples and sitting on Xuegui's hands, listening to Dai Liunian's whispers in his ears...

"Ha..." Yang Chunxi sighed deeply. Before meeting Rong Taotao, she never thought that her life would be so wonderful. She, who should have been struggling to stay in the snow and ice, actually participated in the journey of such a young man.

"Bang!"

Just as Yang Chunxi was quietly looking at the person on the screen, the person on the hospital bed suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

Yang Chunxi's breathing stuttered slightly, and he hurriedly turned to look at Gao Lingwei.

"Si~Si..."

The next moment, Yang Chunxi's arm felt numb and a slight electric current flowed into his wrist.

The white palm that held her wrist tightly, and the fingertips were filled with strange electric light.

"Ling Wei?" Yang Chunxi was overjoyed. While lifting his soul defense and trying to isolate the impact of the current on him, he looked at Gao Lingwei and called softly.

In his sight, the girl lying on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes.

In her slightly hazy sleepy eyes, a flash of electric current flashed away...

......

China, northern snow realm, plum blossom town.

There is no light on in a private house. In the dark living room, only the TV brings a faint light.

On the sofa, a young man crossed his legs, playing with a coin in his hand, jumping back and forth between his fingers, shuttled through.

"Is it meaningful?" A woman wearing a snow-colored cloak suddenly asked in the dark corner of the living room.

The snow-colored hood was pressed down very low, covering the woman's upper half of her face, only revealing her thin lips, and the words she spoke were very cold.

The young man was not frightened, as if he had already felt the existence of the man. He was still playing with coins and staring at the screen. The young man sitting upright in the hand of the snow ghost said, "Yes."

"Ha." The woman smiled disdainfully, "Everything he showed and everything he wanted to express to the world was not as realistic as a lotus."

"Don't you have a goal too? Are you persisting too? Why are you laughing at him?" the young man said casually, and also looked at the young man on the screen being helped up by Xia Fangran and stepped out.

The woman was silent for a while until she watched Xia Fangran and Rong Taotao walk into the building under the escort of the coaching team, and then she spoke: "Mr. He, lying on Xuemian is very sincere. We are very interested in everything you have experienced in the vortex of the snow. I think we will have a lot of common language."

The young man surnamed He looks 28 or 9 years old, with a clean and neat buzz cut. Beneath his heroic sword eyebrows is a pair of bright eyes, bright and bright.

He did not respond, but said, "Your sister got the Lei Teng Zhibao. Is this the meaning of your mouth?"

Then, the room fell into silence again.

I don’t know how long it took, but the woman spoke again, as if she hadn’t heard the words of the young man before, and continued: “I don’t know if I can be lucky enough to invite the gentleman to come and have a look. Maybe you can find someone who prefers communication.”

Young man surnamed He: "I won't stay here for too long. Don't make any decisions about me, be careful..."

As he said that, the young man turned his head and looked at the figure in the dark corner, and his mouth slightly raised: "We are not the same person."

After repeated rejection, the young man clearly felt the fluctuation of the woman's soul power in the corner.

Youth: "Why, I want to be tough?"

Unexpectedly, the woman smiled: "I have this idea and the courage, but I'm still going to go back and discuss it."

The young man was playing with a coin in his hand and said casually: "Self-hearted."

A few seconds later, the figure in the corner quietly shattered, turning into frost and snow, rolling into the crack of the door, disappearing without a trace.

The young man sat peacefully on the sofa, watching the game playback on the TV screen, watching Rong Taotao's every offense, defense, every choice, and... his advance layout.

Skills and actions, on-site reactions, understanding and application of soul skills, and mastery of lotus petals...

In the eyes of young people, all this was not as good as Rong Taotao's move to turn his opponent forward with the snow ghost hand at the beginning.

Layout, this is what really touched him, and it is also the fundamental reason why Rong Taotao and other players have opened up the gap.

"Rong Taotao." The young man played with coins and murmured thoughtfully, "Ms. Xu's son..."
Chapter completed!