After winning the team battle, before Gao Lin and the other five people could run towards the opponent's two base towers, the opponent's five people chose to surrender.
After celebrating each other, when the referee said that they wanted to go over and shake hands to say thank you, everyone in Gao Lin stood up from their seats and followed the referee out.
The five people lined up, headed by captain Xiao Zifeng, and shook hands with the five members of the Russian team from left to right.
Even though they lost the game, none of the five Russian team players showed signs of defeat or resentment on their faces. Instead, they politely covered their hands with everyone in Gao Lin and congratulated them in English.
"Kirilenko, what do you have to say now?" When it was his turn to shake hands with Kirilenko who was sitting in the middle, Xiao Zifeng joked with a smile. He lost the game in the last round and was teased by the opponent. Now that I have won the game, I naturally want to talk about it again.
"Max, don't be too happy, the best is yet to come." Panasonic and Julilanko held hands with their right hands, and punched Xiao Zifeng in the chest with his left hand.
"Referee, did you see it? Kirilenko took revenge on me." Xiao Zifeng turned around and said to the nearby referee. The last time the two shook hands, Julilanko also complained to the referee in the same way, but now the two sides have switched.
Hearing this, Gao Lin and the others behind him laughed. As for Julilanko himself, he was amused and helpless. He opened his eyes and said to Xiao Zifeng: "Max, I want to break off our relationship with you."
"Look, referee, Kirilenko is still threatening me. I want to sue him." Xiao Zifeng pointed at Julilanko and continued to tell the referee.
"Go away." Julilanko smiled angrily and pushed Xiao Zifeng forward, "I don't want to see you again."
Looking at the funny two people, everyone couldn't help laughing.
Following Xiao Zifeng, Gao Lin walked over and shook hands with Julilanko.
"I hate this guy, next one." Seeing Gao Lin extending his hand, Julilanko didn't take it, but looked at Zhang Zhouda's slut behind him.
"Okay, I hate you too." With a smile, Gao Lin walked towards Julilanko.
"What, you hate me, why do you hate me, am I not handsome enough?" After hearing Gao Lin's words, Julilanko immediately turned around and stopped him, "Now, you must speak clearly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude. Already."
As he spoke, Julilanko shook his right fist, as if he was ready to beat Gao Lin at any time.
"Look what that is." Gao Lin smiled and pointed at the camera facing them.
Julilanko turned his head, saw the camera, and immediately bared his teeth in a ferocious look.
"Hahaha." In the audience, seeing Julilanko's cute and evil look on the big screen, almost all the audience and fans laughed.
"This Julilanko is so cute." Zhang Xiaoting pursed her lips and said with a smile on the domestic commentary stage.
"This guy is so funny." Negative IQ couldn't help but laugh.
"This is Julilanko, a humble, gentle and handsome king-level player." Zeng Wenfeng said with a smile.
"So, Julilanko's claim of hundreds of thousands of fans is not false." Zhang Xiaoting said with a smile.
Next to him, Yang Zhenxing whispered something in Zeng Wenfeng's ear. Zeng Wenfeng quickly raised his head and said, "Okay, that's it for this live broadcast. We'll see you in the finals tomorrow."
"Dear viewers, be sure to watch tomorrow's game on time." Zhang Xiaoting said.
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After shaking hands with the five players from the Russian team one by one, they returned to the original player area to get their belongings, and everyone in Gao Lin followed Lu Hai out of the backstage.
Soon, Yang Zhenxing came over from the direction of the commentary desk and briefly praised Gao Lin and others.
Walking out of the corridor, in the interview area in front, many domestic and foreign reporters were waiting there.
Seeing Gao Lin and others walking out, the domestic reporters rushed over first. Some foreign reporters seemed to hesitate for a moment and then ran over. However, due to their slow reaction and the unanimous rejection by domestic reporters, As a result, the foreign reporters who came over were blocked at the back and could not interview Gao Lin and others at all.
The team won the game, and Yang Zhenxing and Lu Hai, who were overjoyed, accepted an interview for more than ten minutes. They also patiently answered various questions asked by domestic reporters.
The reporters wanted to interview Gao Lin and others, but they did not have much time and Yang Zhenxing did not allow them.
After walking out of the Albert Hall, everyone went directly to a nearby restaurant for dinner.
After dinner, Gao Lin returned to the team and checked into the hotel. Feeling a little tired, Gao Lin wanted to lie down on the bed, and the landline phone in the room rang at the right time.
He walked over and looked at the number displayed on the landline and found that it was his cousin Mu Luorou's mobile phone number. Gao Lin immediately picked up the phone.
"Hey, who are you looking for?" Guessing that the other party might be a little girl answering the phone, Gao Lin deliberately made a serious voice.
"Looking for my stinky cousin." A sweet and crisp voice sounded from the phone.
"Smelly girl, believe it or not, I will crush you to death." Gao Lin laughed angrily.
"Lie~."
"Oh, your skin is itchy, right?" Hearing the other party's grimacing voice, Gao Lin felt that all the fatigue on his body had disappeared.
"My stinky cousin is the one with itchy skin."
"I'll go over and slap you later."
"Hmph, Xiaoxiao, ask your mother and Aunt Weiwei to kill you."
"Okay, let's wait until cousin takes a shower and see who gets beaten up."
"Aunt Wei Wei, my uncle said that I want Bian Xiaoxiao." The other party said to someone coquettishly.
"Don't be afraid, Aunt Weiwei will help Xiao Xiaobian get back to him." A clear and sweet voice said.
"I heard there's no smelly cousin, but Aunt Weiwei said she wanted to help you, Xiao Xiao Bian." The delicate voice said happily and proudly.
"Then my cousin will blame you two." Gao Lin said with a smile.
"Aunt Weiwei, my stinky cousin said he wanted to beat us up."
"He can't beat us."
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After chatting with the little girl and the others for more than ten minutes, Gao Lin hung up the phone.
After taking a quick shower and changing into his usual clothes, Gao Lin went to ask Lu Hai and the others for permission to go out.
Perhaps because they were in a good mood, Lu and Hai agreed to Gao Lin's request, but restricted him to return to the hotel at 9 p.m.
When Gao Lin walked out of Lu Hai's room, he saw Zeng Wenfeng, Zhang Xiaoting and Negative IQ coming, followed by a domestic director carrying a small box and a middle-aged photographer carrying a camera.
"Ha, look who that is." When he saw Gao Lin, Negative Intelligence immediately pointed at Gao Lin and turned back to the camera.
"Hello." Gao Lin waved and said hello when he noticed that the middle-aged photographer had locked the camera on him.
"I thought we were going to find him easily, but I didn't expect to meet him right at the door." Zeng Wenfeng walked towards Gao Lin with a smile, his eyes constantly looking at him.
"There's nothing special about me," Gao Lin said, unable to bear Zeng Wenfeng's gaze.
