Short story doujin #payipathe person who was submerged in trophies in the history of glory# not
The national team was drowned in the vast sea of national teams.
This sentence sounds wrong. However... it is true.
The moment they dragged their suitcases out of the border inspection channel and entered the arrivals hall, the national team players wearing team uniforms were overwhelmed by the fans who also wore national team uniforms to pick up the plane.
Of course, the team uniforms worn by fans are all cheering versions. There are no numbers and no names - but it makes no difference when there are more people! Among hundreds or even thousands of team uniforms, you have to look for those with the words on them.
, if it were you, would you be able to find it?
"Master Ye Xiu! Look at me! Look at me! Look at me, look at me, look at me!"
"King of Guns! Here, here, here, here!"
"The sword master is so big!"
The members of the national team staggered to the ground and marched hard. The league staff, who were unprepared in advance, were sweating profusely. While trying to isolate the crowd, they screamed at the top of their lungs:
"Don't push! Don't crowd! Keep your distance! Watch your hands!!!!"
The last sentence obviously had an effect. The fans crowded around and tightened their ranks to make way for the national team members - nothing more. The precious hands of professional players must not be injured.
!
"Ye Shen, go this way!"
"Go this way! There's a surprise!"
"Magician! This way, this way, this way!"
The crowd was packed. Ye Xiu and Yu Wenzhou looked at each other and had no choice but to walk out along the only passage given by the fans. After turning a corner, then turning another corner, their eyes suddenly opened up. In the wide hall
, a large group of fans who could not squeeze through were surrounded by a group of colorful... colorful...
Well……
"Ye Shen Ye Shen! I am Lord Grim! Lord Grim!"
In the center of the crowd, the most gorgeously dressed man was holding a big red and white umbrella in one hand, waving it hard with the other hand, and jumping up and down. He didn't jump twice before he was "snapped" by the man in black clothes and armor next to him.
A slap on the head.
"Chu Jun Mo Xiao, can you be more reserved! Can Ye Shen not see you?"
The members of the national team stopped one by one and spread out horizontally in a row with Ye Xiu as the center. Face to face with them across a distance of two or three meters.
The first time I came into contact with him in this way——
game character.
Cosplayer of…
Ten years of professional leagues, such as One Autumn Leaf, One Shot Cloud and other great characters, their popularity is not much lower than the operators behind them, and they are even more recognizable. The problem is that professional players will not go to comic exhibitions to crowd people.
, and for an occasion like the All-Star event, the schedule of activities is so tight that there is no time to invite a group of Cosplayers to jump around.
Although it's not unheard of - the club occasionally holds offline activities and invites a few people to cosplay the team's characters - however, gathering all the greats at once? Doesn't exist.
But now, fourteen national team members stood side by side, Ye Xiu looked at One Autumn Leaf and Lord Grim, Wang Jiexi looked at Wang Buliuxing, and Huang Shaotian looked at Ye Yushengnuan...
"Where's Soxar?"
Yu Wenzhou suddenly asked. The two Ye Yushengfan opposite him blushed, hesitating for a while, and whispered: "Socksar has a heat stroke..."
Laughed loudly.
In Beijing in mid-August, it was noon again, and it was as hot as a scorching sun. The characters who wore cooler clothes were fine, but Soxar was dressed in mink...
Fans and cosplayers had obviously known about this unfortunate news for a long time. However, because the matter was so hilarious, as soon as the news was revealed, countless people still stood up and down, stamped their feet and beat the ground. The end of Quexie and the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella smashed on the ground.
There was a loud "clang" sound. None of the Wang Buliuxings paid attention, and the two brooms fell directly from their hands and fell to the ground.
Even some members of the national team couldn't hold it back. Yu Wenzhou suppressed his laughter and stepped forward to ask Soksar if everything was okay. Ye Yusheng wiped his tears and waved his hands repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay, I've given her a drink."
It’s over, just rest for a while - then, it’s coming, it’s coming!”
"Make way, make way!" Outside the airtight crowd, first a purple staff was raised high over the head, and then moved closer and closer, and then a petite figure, about one meter at most, emerged from the crowd.
A little girl from Wuwu came. Her thick dark purple robe hung straight to the ground, with a collar of mink fur. Her face was red and sweating. When she saw Yu Wenzhou standing in front of her, her eyes lit up and she opened her hands to pounce:
"Yu Wenzhou Da Da——"
Yu Wenzhou quickly took a step back. The little girl was stunned, lowered her head, looked at the ten dark and shiny claw tips on her hand, and cried loudly: "Wow":
"Why is Soxar doing this! People don't dare to hug me anymore, wow wow wow—"
Yu Wenzhou's back suddenly sank. When he turned around, Huang Shaotian put an arm on his back, covering his stomach, laughing so hard that he almost lost his breath.
This sound seemed to turn on some kind of signal. The Cosers swarmed forward: Fengcheng Yanyu rushed towards Chu Yunxiu with her robe in hand, Tang San rushed towards Tang Hao with his paws raised high on caution, and the ghosts crying on the mountain held Li Xuan tightly...
...Mu Yuchengfeng shouted in a hurry: "Give in, give in, don't hurt the swallowing sun!"
Huang Shaotian was hugged by two Yeyu Shengfan, one on the left and the other on the right, and refused to let go no matter what. Yu Wenzhou discovered that tranquility did not exist: even if Soksar was relatively quiet, one Huang Shaotian plus two cosplayers of Huang Shaotian's Ye Yusheng
...I'm sorry, it doesn't exist, and it will never exist in this life.
Zhou Zekai looked left and right. Just as he was wondering why there was only one Gun Piercer, he saw three other cosplayers in trench coats and top hats, carrying double guns, and squeezed out of the crowd, sweating profusely:
"Oh, it's time to come out! It's been a long time since the security check - Wildfire and Shattering Frost are too troublesome!"
"Who says it's not the case!" Dazzling Baihua said with a worried look on his face: "You said they are all gun types, how come it's so easy for them to pass the security check like Life Destroyer and Mo Yuchengfeng!"
The flashing lights crackled together. As a landlord, Wang Jiexi originally had the intention to maintain order, but his place turned out to be spectacular: Wang Buliuxing, five of them, came in one breath and surrounded him. Not to mention, there was another
Mu En was jumping around on the outside, trying to squeeze in with his head sharpened. Six big brooms were dragging around on the ground, not to mention how lively it was.
However, the most lively thing is the one around Ye Xiu. The two Lord Grims - the one who is dressed particularly eye-catchingly is the Season 10 Championship Edition, and the other one who is dressed slightly more normally is the World Invitational Remastered Edition - in Ye
Xiu was squeezing behind him, vying to hold an umbrella for him. In front of Ye Xiu, there were three One Autumn Leaf huddled together:
"Ye Shen Ye Shen, look at me! Look at me! I am level 55 One Autumn Leaf!"
"I'm level 60! Three consecutive versions of One Autumn Leaf! Look at me, look at me!"
"I'm level 75! My Quexie is longer! It's longer than theirs!"
Not far away, the level 70 One Autumn Leaf, who had been squeezed out at the beginning for some reason, was dutifully accompanying Sun Xiang, turning his head to look back from time to time.
Sun Xiang hesitated for a moment whether to let him pass. However, within half a minute, his attention was diverted. A mad swordsman struggled to squeeze out of the crowd and tugged at his uniform:
"Dad, look at me, look at me, I am Heng Dao!"
"Hengdao..."
Sun Xiang took a breath, bent down, stretched out his arms, and hugged the other party - he was still a short man of 1.5 meters, and the big sword was taller than her: "Come, let's take pictures together!"
The queue was quickly rushed. More cosplayers squeezed out of the crowd and found the current and former holders of the characters. Fans pushed them around: Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale, Dazzling Hundred Blossoms and Luohua Luoshang were standing
Sweeping the floor and burning incense, dragging Desert Guyyan with one hand and Tian Sen with the other, they marched hard in the direction of One Autumn Leaf; the two Ye Yusheng dragged Soksar, taking turns taking photos with Lan Yu Duo, and from time to time they also walked from the crowd.
Drag out a Wangbuliuxing...
There are five of them over there anyway, right?
The climax of this large-scale photo event was when two Lord Grim and three One Autumn Leaf shouted, and each of them raised Ye Xiu above their heads with one hand.
"One, two, three! Take it!"
A championship trophy - made of paper, of course, but the size and shape were absolutely the same - was stuffed into Ye Xiu's hand. Ye Xiu hurriedly grabbed it, but before he could hold it firmly, another one was stuffed into his hand.
"The second season! The third season! The tenth season!——World Invitational Tournament!"
"I can't hold it anymore! Hey! It's fallen again! Who can find a rope to string it up!"
Professional players have cold faces.
"Show off the dog."
"Burn to death."
"When I saw the trophy with five rings, I wanted to hit him."