Chapter 100 That umbrella? Oh, that's level 5 (10,000
As a news staff member sent by the league to the World Invitational Tournament to interact with the great players of the national team, and as a staff member who knocks on the door every time to invite everyone to attend the press conference, Pan Xiaoyun has seen the scene in the Chinese team's player lounge more than once.
.
There are those who win the battle with laughter;
There are those who are solemn and tight after losing the battle;
After passing the danger, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and some of them slumped on the sofa;
There are those who win easily, and those who quarrel and damage each other mentally.
However, when she knocked on the door this time, the room in the players' lounge was noisy...noisy...and demons were dancing wildly. She was still knocked over and almost fell backwards, hitting the wall on the opposite side of the aisle.
In the lounge, on the sofa facing the door, Sun Xiang and Tang Hao kept rocking with Zhou Zekai between them. While shaking, they sang "Deng Deng, wait for the light, Deng Deng, wait for the light" at the top of their lungs.
Poor Zhou Zekai, a 1.81-meter tall young man, was trapped between two 1.83-meter and 1.85-meter tall men on the left and right, unable to move. He could only follow them back and forth with his handsome face that was number one in the league.
On the two single sofas facing each other to the left and right of the couch, Fang Rui and Huang Shaotian both took off their shoes. One was jumping up and the other was jumping down. They also performed a one-legged independence on the sofa: one foot was curled up.
, with one arm bent above his head, his wrist spinning the non-existent golden cudgel, and from time to time he would raise his arm and hit it on the head;
Xiao Shiqin, who came to open the door for her, held the doorknob of the lounge and called over his shoulder, "Huang Shaotian, once you hit the ground, don't get up again and don't trample on other people's sofas." Zhang Jiale laughed and fell on Li Xuan, looking at the two groups of monkeys.
pointing;
Wang Jiexi sat next to Zhang Xinjie with a tired look on his face and rubbed his temples, while Yu Wenzhou rubbed his hands secretly and huddled in the corner, holding a mobile phone and taking videos happily;
The most outrageous thing is that Ye Xiu, as the team leader, the oldest and most prestigious expert in the national team, actually half-knelt in front of Chu Yunxiu, held his hands in front of his chest, and begged pitifully: "
Sister Chu, Queen Chu, please return the Thousand Chance Umbrella to me... please..."
Su Mucheng? Su Mucheng leaned beside Chu Yunxiu, hammering the armrest of the sofa, her hair falling apart with laughter.
Pan Xiaoyun stayed at the door, feeling very tired for a moment.
...Do you still remember that you will be attending a press conference later?
Her first reaction when she came back to her senses was to quickly enter the door, and with a "pop" sound, she closed the door with her backhand - this look must not be seen by outsiders. Then, she took a deep breath and looked around at the brilliant pictures.
His smiling face, his boiling emotions suddenly calmed down, and the corners of his lips curled up.
It’s no wonder they are making a fuss. It’s natural for the winner to celebrate, not to mention, the map of Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain and the laughter brought about by the light and shadow special effects of “Throne” do require a happy catharsis...
It was already hard for them not to laugh during previous games.
Seeing this, one realizes that the national team is actually a bunch of young people. The oldest is no more than 30 years old, the youngest is only in his early 20s, and most of them are younger than her...
After watching so many of their performances on the field, whether they are calm, tenacious, passionate, or energetic, it is really hard to think of this.
Knocking loudly on the door panel behind her with her knuckles, Pan Xiaoyun took a step forward, smiled, and raised her voice:
"Masters, please come out and attend the press conference!"
What greeted her was overwhelming boos - of course, not for her.
The routine routine before each press conference of the national team—passing blame, arguing, and choosing victims—has begun again.
As usual, the losing team attends the press conference after every game before the winning team... The duration is not necessarily certain, it mainly depends on whether there are any explosive moments. However, this time, the end time of the press conference attended by the Korean team was unexpectedly
It was so early that a group of great players from the Chinese team were caught by the staff unprepared.
However, when Ye Xiu, Yu Wenzhou, Zhang Xinjie and Zhou Zekai were herded onto the shelves and carried to the press conference, the reporters looked at each other in shock and didn't know where to start their question.
The saying that there are flaws everywhere means that there are no flaws at all. There are too many questions to ask, which is also a painful pleasure, right?
After a moment of silence, it was still the routine "How do you evaluate this game?" and "How did you evaluate the opponent's performance" became the first question. For such official articles, the Chinese team always uses Yu Wenzhou as the official spokesperson to answer them.
Everything is stable, watertight, and will not irritate Chairman Feng's heart.
It’s not easy for the old man. He’s still watching the game in the middle of the night and preparing documents for the players in front of him. Don’t put any extra burden on him.
Even if the performance of the Korean team this time is not remarkable, and they can find some points to praise at random, even if it is useless, at Yu Wenzhou's level, he will not be like that guy from the Thunder Team, who played Mingming.
Even if you win, you will be so embarrassed that you can't even speak.
After passing the routine, a female reporter stood up in the press box. Without looking at the logo on the microphone, just by her expression and temperament, you could tell she was Chinese. However, the girl's expression at this moment was a bit apologetic for her station logo.
He twisted and twisted again, trying hard to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out, and then he resisted the urge to laugh and said:
"I would like to ask player Zhou Zekai, what do you think when Cloud Piercer triggers the appearance of the throne?"
Before he finished speaking, on the rostrum, except for Zhou Zekai, the other three contestants turned their heads in unison. Judging from the way the muscles on their faces were twisted, they were either pursed or gritting their teeth. They were all suppressing laughter very hard.
Hard.
Zhou Zekai did not laugh. In other words, the nervousness of being asked questions at the press conference had suppressed his urge to laugh. The league's gun king tried his best to remember for a moment, and then tried his best to organize his words before staring sincerely.
The female reporter asked the question and answered seriously:
"I can't see it myself!"
"..."
The reporter girl's smile gradually became distorted.
Zhou Zekai, you are cruel!
Although she knew that Zhou Zekai's answer was most likely true...
First of all, reporters who run the Glory line know that Zhou Zekai has always had a good reputation. Unlike that other guy, none of his words are true. Secondly, what the contestants can see is the first-person perspective of the character. What will happen if he shoots through the clouds?
He really can't see the whole picture.
However, this is what makes people frustrated!
You clearly know what I mean, can't you answer it properly... Don't always take the literal meaning... Forget it... Handsome guy will be forgiven no matter what.
The female reporter sat down in dismay. The next person to get the right to speak was a Korean reporter. With the permission of the press officer, the guy jumped up and swayed in his seat. Before he could stand still, he couldn't wait.
The ground opened his mouth:
"This question was raised by the Korean team at the previous press conference. - I would like to ask player Ye Xiu, why couldn't I break the umbrella that blocked the misty rain in Fengcheng during the second half of the game?"
After listening to the translator this time, when Zhou Zekai was asked a question just now, the smiles that the Chinese team players tried to suppress finally burst out.
Zhang Xinjie lowered his head, holding an empty fist in front of his mouth with his right hand, and kept coughing; Yu Wenzhou turned his head away, laughing so hard that his shoulders trembled; even Zhou Zekai, the most silent man, couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and let out a long sigh helplessly.
gas.
Ye Xiu was slightly stunned. He then relaxedly spread his hands, and with a smile that couldn't help but laugh, he answered:
"Actually, it's worthless to put it bluntly. That Thousand Chance Umbrella is level five."
"Oh, it's Level 5..." The reporter nodded blankly as he listened to what the translator was saying. He suddenly reacted and almost blurted out "Fuck" with a sudden reaction.
Level five?
Level five!
The fifth-level Thousand Chance Umbrella, no, no matter what weapons or equipment are at the fifth level, it is not durable!
There is no durable thing. You can't break it even if you fight it for ten thousand years, right?!
No wonder everyone on the Korean team, especially the ammunition expert, is puzzled. Who would have thought that Lord Grim would carry a level 5 Thousand Chance Umbrella in addition to his main weapon?