Is this really just a World Cup trip? From the moment he first stepped onto the arena, the so-called competition seemed to have exceeded its own meaning.

"Ling Wei, Taotao, it's time to attend the award ceremony!" On the side, Yang Chunxi smiled and waved to Rong Taotao and Gao Lingwei.

"Here's here~" Rong Taotao hurriedly waved his hand at the camera.

Gao Lingwei put her fingers on her lips and gently printed them, then printed them on the camera with her fingers, said goodbye with a smile, and said the blessing from Rong Taotao just now: "Goodbye, I wish you good health."

Looking at Gao Lingwei's departure back, Su Wan pursed her lips. For some reason, she suddenly felt that Gao Lingwei seemed not that scary anymore.

The sun was so bright at this time, shining on the two people walking towards the podium, not dazzling, but very soft.

In front of the computer, barrage of barrage floated by, even flooding the entire screen.

"Mom, she...she kissed me, well...although it was just using her fingers."

"Ronggou is worth it! It's so difficult. He insists on carrying the team to enter the semi-finals. He won't be black anymore... He deserves this trophy and also deserves Dawei."

"My friends all wish me a fortune. The birthday cake is written on it with 'happiness'. They come from the snow environment, but they wish me good health again and again..."

"Campion~Champion~!"

"Why do you say sad words like parting when you are so happy? It's uncomfortable, happy (;′⌒`)"

"No, don't part! Brothers, rush with me! Go and burst Taotao's scarf, you must not let him run away!"

"Ah haha~ This trophy is so big, I'm afraid it can block Taotao's head, haha!"

At the same time, above the stadium.

On the podium just built, Rong Taotao, Gao Lingwei, Xia Fangran, Yang Chunxi, and a national team leader led by Yuan Chen stood on the podium.

Xia Fangran looked very happy. Today, she rarely wore big shorts and flip-flops. She was wearing a scrambled egg national team uniform with tomatoes.

Beside him, Yang Chunxi and the team leaders stood in a row with a smile, looking at Rong Taotao and Gao Lingwei who were pushed in front.

Rong Taotao and Gao Lingwei were on the left and right of the trophy. On a display stand, the golden trophy can indeed be called a "cup", but the golden cup is a bit big and has "big ears" on both sides.

The English words "Soul Martial World Cup" are engraved above, which are extremely exquisite.

As Xiya's official host's words were broadcast, several etiquette ladies walked up with trays. In addition to medals, there were also laurel wreaths on the tray...

Rong Taotao put on the garland happily, took the medal handed by the unknown leader of Xiyasai, fiddled in his hand, and even wanted to take a bite and try whether it was real gold.

"Now, please ask the two to win your championship trophy." After English, host Xiya spoke fluent Chinese and nodded to Rong Taotao and Gao Lingwei with a smile.

On both sides of the trophy table, Rong Taotao and Gao Lingwei took a step forward, grabbed one ear, and raised it high.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The salutes on both sides sounded, and golden paper confetti spread out, shining brightly in the sun.

That sentence finally spread to the world:

"2012, Soul Martial World Cup duo champion: Gao Lingwei, Rong Taotao!!!"

The two men wearing medals and laurel wreaths worked together to lift the trophy that symbolized the peak honor.

Bathed in the golden paper rain, the two turned their heads and looked at each other quietly.

A picture is frozen.

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Chapter completed!