Chapter 92 - Unrepentant vs Staff! Ye Xiu's final match
With the accompaniment of percussion and the dance of the cheerleading team, the American team finally began to enter. On the other side of the players' bench, the players of the Chinese national team were still in the preparation room, trying to adjust their emotions and finally confirm the tactical arrangements. But Pan Lin was looking forward to it.
Another group of people appeared one after another for a long time, providing him with enough topics to talk about.
"Players wearing various uniforms filled the stands. We had received news before that the league invited all current players and as many retired players as possible to come to the finals to cheer for the Chinese team. Let's see if there are any
Which teams...Happy Samsara, Tyranny Tiny Herb Blue Rain, wow, this is..."
The camera tried to zoom in. Pan Lin squinted to identify: "It's Linhai! Zhao Yang from Linhai is here too! - But we didn't see anyone else wearing Linhai team uniforms. It seems that not every former professional
All the players accepted the invitation..."
Of course not.
A small number of people have family matters, and a considerable number of people cannot ask for leave - it is not easy to work in society. Even if the round-trip air tickets and accommodation expenses are sponsored by the alliance, it is not easy to ask for this vacation;
There are also many people whose wages are too low, who live in strange places, and whose careers are restricted...
There are various reasons, but in short, I just can’t get a visa.
And many more people are in poor circumstances, shy to see old friends, and disappear into the vast sea of people once they retire.
Counting the seats occupied by current, professional players and former professional players from each team, the total adds up to less than 400.
"The emotions of the players watching the game are quite calm now." Pan Lin tried hard to identify the faces on the small screen: "Most people were talking and laughing. It seems that the defeat in the last game did not have much impact.
, maybe it’s because everyone has strong confidence in the Chinese team?”
"That's for sure! If you don't have confidence, how can you come here collectively and not worry about increasing the psychological pressure on the national team?"
"Hahahaha, our national team must be made of steel." Seeing that Li Yibo's statement seemed to imply improper decision-making by the league, Pan Lin quickly changed the subject:
"We can see that the uniforms of various colors are mixed together in the stands. It seems that everyone is not strictly seated according to the team. Many people are seizing the opportunity to chat with old friends. - Ah, the national team is out!"
A special small door opened. The Chinese national team filed in. As they walked, they waved frequently to the stands without any signs of surprise. What they answered were more enthusiastic waves, roars, flying flags, and—
—
"Old Ye, fight hard! If you lose, I won't pay you back!"
"--Pooh!"
"...No...can this scene be cut..." Pan Lin wailed.
In any case? The psychological quality of the Chinese national team? It is indeed as Pan Lin said, steel is tempered. It seems that they know or have guessed the news of the gathering of all members, and are mentally prepared; they also seem to have adjusted. In short?
The appearance of friends? At least it seemed on the screen that it did not cause them any psychological pressure.
And these national team players? No matter how they waved, complained, and joked with their old comrades along the way, after they took their seats, no one looked back for a second glance.
Their eyes were more likely to fall on the players’ seats opposite, or on the big screen that hung high and had no subtitles yet.
"Ten minutes left... Ye Xiu has already walked to the referee's bench with his translator, and someone on the opposite side also stood up - the American team seemed to have a small argument? Has a substitution been made? The person who went to the referee's bench to report this time is...
Zoom in a little closer...it's their captain!"
On the monitoring screen, the barrage suddenly went silent, and then exploded. It was so dense that it almost covered the entire screen in an instant. I don’t know how many Honor lovers there are? Staying up late at night to watch the live broadcast:
"The captain of Team America! He must be the battle mage!"
"What do you want to say to Ye Shen when you come here specially?"
"Talking rubbish? That's of no use, right...Ye Shen is experienced in many battles!"
"It's not like you want to pay tribute, right?"
"Reporting from the front, can you rebroadcast it?"
It's a pity that this really can't be done. No matter how talented the broadcasters sent by the league are, they can't follow Ye Xiu with their cameras while running around, and then directly shove the microphone into the referee's face. At this moment, they can only zoom out the camera.
Zoom out further and try to aim in the direction of the referee's seat:
"Oh oh oh oh shake hands!"
"What is that Captain America talking about?"
"Ye Shen laughed! Did he smile very happily? I wonder if the other party stepped on his trap..."
"No? Wait? Look at the translator's face..."
The translator of the Chinese team had a pained look on his face. However, Captain America had a solemn face, both in terms of semantics and attitude. He couldn't help but try hard to explain to Ye Xiu:
"After this battle, no one can call you - unspecialized."
Translation: "..." Why did we translate Sanren as unspecialized in the first place? Why? It also makes foreigners think that our Ye Shen is unprofessional? What is this!
Oh, this translation method seems not to have been decided by their professional team...
The poor translator scratched his head and tried to explain, but in the end, all he got was a smile from Ye Xiu:
"I am a Sanren!"
Translation: "..." Help, how do Sanren translate it? Should we continue to maintain the original version? Or should we explain a lot more? It's almost time to play, and the referee is already staring at them...
The barrage continued to fly by.
"To be honest, I tremble when I see Ye Shen laughing like this..."
“But this time it’s the American who was tricked, so I’m a little excited when I think about it!”
After both sides reported, they returned to their seats. Above the Chinese team's stands, Ye Xiu's figure was always displayed on the screen, reflecting his step-by-step return to the players' bench, stopped, turned around, and did not sit down, but raised his head high.
, looking at the big screen scrolling round after round, the list of appearances is finally displayed in Chinese again:
Ye Xiu, Sanren, Lord Don’t laugh.
William Jones, Battle Mage, Captain America.
Ye Xiu stared at him in trance. Captain America, the captain of the American national team - the top master of the American team, a battle mage, and most importantly, a staff wizard...
The loud music sounded on the field. It was to urge the players to go to the competition cabin, and it was also to encourage the players to go out. Ye Xiu came back to his senses, nodded to his teammates, and moved forward.
The entire audience, as well as all the viewers in front of the TV, quietly watched Ye Xiu step onto the competition stage step by step amid the sonorous music, opened the hatch, and disappeared from their sight——
"Friends in the audience, fellow Honor players." At the moment when the barrage was frozen, only Pan Lin's voice could not stop in the broadcast footage:
"What we are seeing now is the first Glory World Invitational Tournament, the last game of the finals, and the first round of the arena competition. The players and characters on both sides are, respectively, the Chinese team, Ye Xiu, Sanren, Lord Grim. The United States
Team, William Jones, Battle Mage, Captain America. And this game..."
He suddenly paused. Li Yibo, who always had a tacit understanding with his partner, did not continue. Pan Lin took a deep breath, then took another deep breath, and then, with a slightly trembling voice, continued to broadcast:
"Dear viewers and players, what we are about to see should be Ye Xiu's last full-blooded, full-state, and complete game in his career.
——At this moment, I can face off against a battle mage who has reached the top on another path. I think Ye Xiu must be...very, very happy at this moment..."
————This is the dividing line that the author must look into————