Extra three, it's better to dance and play a game than dance
The Chinese team walked across the red carpet under dense flash lights.
Ye Xiu held Su Mucheng's arm;
Yu Wenzhou held Tang Rou's arm;
Zhou Zekai holds Shu Keyi’s arm;
Wang Jiexi held Liu Fei’s arm;
Huang Shaotian...
Huang Shaotian shook off Lu Hanwen's hand uncomfortably: "Let's go well! Don't push around!"
Yes, classmate Huang Shaotian finally became the only contestant who involuntarily recruited boys to make up the number. Li Xuan immediately invited Wu Yuce, and Zhang Xinjie invited Han Wenqing, Zhang Jiale and Sun Zheping to partner. The above three, from the beginning
I didn’t even look at the girls...
If Yu Wenzhou hadn't successfully invited Miss Tang Rou, the tradition of the monk temple in Dalanyu would have spread to the dance.
What?
How do you think boys dance with boys?
Apparently more than one person was curious about this question. The reception officially started at six o'clock. Fang Rui held Chen Guo's arm, Sun Xiang held Shu Kexin's arm, and Tang Hao held Zhong Yeli's arm, standing by the dance floor for fear that the world would not be in chaos.
The couple of men looked in the same direction.
And the reason why the men haven’t been kicked out yet is——
Chairman of the World Invitational Tournament Organizing Committee, Chairman Feng of the China Glory Alliance, stood in the middle of the dance floor with their female partners, waving their hands to the surrounding players from various countries...
"Lao Ye! Go!"
"Go, go, go!"
"Come on Wenzhou! Come on Wenzhou~~~"
"Xiao Zhou! Come on! The Chinese team has the face to never admit defeat!"
A group of players shouted at the top of their lungs. Near the dance floor, the captain of the American team, the captain of the Korean team, the captain of the Russian team... one by one, holding their dance partners, smiling, looking in the direction of the Chinese team...
Yu Wenzhou looked at Ye Xiu.
Ye Xiu looked at Yu Wenzhou.
The manager and captain of the Chinese team were glaring at each other. One refused to move, and the other refused to move. The look of them fighting for patience didn't look like they were having a dance after the game, but a game in the arena.
They are playing hide and seek with each other.
As for Su Mucheng and Tang Rou, the two beauties held their hands with their male companions respectively. They had nothing to do with each other and smiled at each other...
One second, two seconds, three to five seconds. Time passed by second by second, and the pre-dance music played for the second time. Yu Wenzhou finally gave up, shrugged, and walked onto the dance floor with Tang Rou in his arms. As soon as he moved, the people around him
The captains screamed and fell, and the band conductor finally raised his hands and waved his baton heavily.
Disappointment arose.
"Lao Ye, can't dance or something..."
"Even if you don't know how to dance, you should still dance a few times with Sister Su?"
"Maybe it's not that I can't dance, but that I'm afraid of society..."
In any case, except for the captains of each team - especially the captain of the championship team, who has to perform a formal dance, the other players are not obliged to dance off the stage. If they are willing to play, of course they can. The band next to them does this. It is conservatively estimated that they will play for three
For hours, I don’t want to play...
Today's buffet and dance are for entertaining the World Invitational Tournament players, not for torturing them. If they don't want to play, the organizers can force them to do so.
Ye Xiu accompanied Su Mucheng, watched a dance on the edge of the dance floor, and quickly walked away. The smoked salmon was good, the sliced ham was also good, the brownie cake and strawberry pudding were both cute, and the thick-cut ox tongue has always been a favorite for Mucheng.
…
The two of them picked up left and right, each filled a plate, and huddled on the sofa in the corner to eat. As soon as half of the plate of food was cleared away, the lights around them dimmed, and someone sat over.
Ye Xiu looked up and saw the captain of the American team sitting next to him, holding the account card between his right thumb and index finger, showing it in front of him.
"Play a game?"
Ye Xiu could understand this meaning even if he didn't understand the language and didn't have a translator. He didn't rush to agree. He smiled at the opposite person and said to Su Mucheng who had already stood up beside him:
"Mucheng, help call Xiao Tang over -"
"okay!"
Yu Wenzhou, disaster comes from the sky.
Using Tang Rou as his translator, he was chatting and laughing with the captains around him, and had already agreed on several friendly matches. As soon as Su Mucheng came over to call someone, Tang Rou ran away, leaving Yu Wenzhou and his opponents looking at each other: Why? Why did he come?
During the reception, isn't there a translator on the collar?
Tang Rou, who was dragged away by Su Mucheng, has already served as the translator between Captain America and Ye Xiu...
"I want to fight you again. If possible, I want to fight your battle mage again."
Ye Xiu pondered for a moment. He turned to Captain America with a cautious expression:
"The One Autumn Leaf account card no longer belongs to me. If you don't mind, I still have a small account for practice. The points are equivalent to those of One Autumn Leaf. Some details have been adjusted according to my own operating habits. Of course, we can also open
Correction field——"
"Oh, there is no need to correct the field." Captain America laughed. When this man with brown hair, black eyes, and deep eyebrows laughed, it was as if the entire Los Angeles sun was shining on him, and his face was bright and magnanimous:
"I believe in your honor. If you say a little bit is equal, then it is equal. So, let's get started!"
"Which map should I choose?"
"Random picture!"
The reception hall was extremely vast. In the deepest part of the hall, away from the dance floor and the dining table, there were twenty or thirty computers with all peripherals and logins. Ye Xiu and Captain America picked two adjacent computers and put them side by side.
Sit down, swipe your card, log in, and start the game. Soon, you are immersed in the fierce fighting.
Then……
"Relying on the old leaves and the American warfare! Go and see!"
With a bang, the Chinese contestants ran away. Around the dance floor and around the dining area, the contestants from other countries reacted a little slower because they could not understand Chinese. They hurried over slowly and quickly, and there were already three holes behind the two computers.
There are three floors outside, and they are surrounded by water...
Su Mucheng and Tang Rou were close to the water tower. Sun Xiang was let in by everyone's tacit understanding. The others could only rely on their own speed, reaction, and even height. The Chinese team came with 26 people, but 25 of them were players. They stood alone.
If you can't see clearly in the outer circle, who is willing to give it to foreigners?
"This is too much..."
"Let's leave a crack for everyone to watch together!"
"Big screen, pick up the big screen! Where are the on-site staff..."
"Hurry up! - Hey, they've started another game..."
The foreign players were talking and complaining. Suddenly, the mad swordsman from the American team slapped her head, walked through the crowd, and grabbed the mad swordsman from the Swedish team:
"Let's have a game too!"
"That's right!"
"We're coming too!"
Wai Guoren suddenly realized. With a bang, all the computers on the scene were snatched away in an instant. Those who knew each other, some they didn’t know, and they didn’t know their profession. In short, log in to the arena first and then start the game. If you are quick, you can grab the computer if you are slow.
If you can fight, if you can't grab it, you can only watch others fight.
Look at the group of black-haired people, still eagerly gathered around the computer, watching other people's games... If your hands are itchy, go ahead yourself. We are all World Invitational players. Even if there is a slight difference in level, who is much weaker than the other?
The Chinese players surrounding Ye Xiu and Captain America were a blessing in disguise. By the time they reacted, all the computers around them had been robbed. Only a group of gorgeous young ladies were left, with good figures and good faces.
, wandering around the dance floor blankly, not squeezing in front of the computer. At first glance, he doesn’t look like a professional player...
"By the way, why can Waiguoren find so many beautiful girls?"
"Models, starlets, drama school students... as long as you find the right professional company, it's easy to get an appointment..."
"...So why are we so frivolous about dating girls?"