The No. 1 Men's Clothing Leader in National Clothing

Chapter 933

The fans in the auditorium understood it, but the Japanese team didn't understand it. Several coaches of the Japanese team have been racking their brains to find out who the newly replaced person is, but after searching for a long time, all they know is this He is a wealthy young man, as for which family and which family, they are all in Chinese and they can't understand it for a while.

At that time, Xia Qianhan was already preparing to play with the Japanese team members, and now they are still chatting and bragging to each other in order to relieve their tension.

"この审合はみんなconfidenceがありますか?" Izumi Yutai, an old man in the league, usually looks indifferent, but he is very easy-going towards his family. Looking at the group of young people in the Japanese team, the smile on his face is like that of an elder kindly.

(Japanese: Do you have confidence in this game?)
In this regard, Xia Qianhan stepped forward and hammered his chest, and said very confidently: "Private を letter じて. He ら は private を sanction する人はいない."

(Japanese: Brothers, trust me, none of them can punish me.)
Hearing this, everyone in the Japanese team laughed. Xia Qianhan always said such things before the game, so that his teammates waited for him to fly with peace of mind.

"China チームはwho もあなたを控できないとConfirmationしていますか?" Xia Qianhan's teammate Matsuoka Jokingly expressed doubts.

(Japanese: Are you sure no one in the Chinese team can sanction you?)
"もちろん." Xia Qianhan quickly responded back, raising his eyebrows very embarrassingly, "I'm the strongest."

(Japanese: Of course, you, Brother Xia, and I are the best.)
After saying that, Xia Qianhan put his hand into the pocket of his jacket, and looked towards the opposite side of the stage, which was the direction of the Chinese team, but with just such a glance, Xia Qianhan was taken aback.

For the Chinese team, Luo Xia was fixing Xia Feiran's collar, because the Chinese team's uniforms were a bit fancy, and the collars and cuffs were very complicated.

The two sides of the stage were far apart, and with the stage lights shaking, Xia Qianhan couldn't see clearly, but Xia Feiran and Luo Xia were so familiar to him that he could tell just by looking at their figures. who is it.

Therefore, Xia Qianhan was stunned when he saw Xia Feiran wearing the uniform of the Chinese team and standing by Rorschach's side.A few seconds later, Xia Qianhan's pupils vibrated violently. He turned his head instantly, grabbed Kenji Eda, and shouted: "Show me the list of matches! I want to see the list!"

Xia Qianhan's sudden and strong reaction stunned everyone on the Japanese team. Kenji Jiangtian was hurt by Xia Qianhan's grasp, he frowned, and responded in Japanese: "What is it? Chinese が分からない."

(Japanese: Qian Han, what are you talking about? I can't understand Chinese.)
Fortunately, at this time, Bai Chuan came from the side and pulled Xia Qianhan past him. He pointed to the big screen opposite the stage, "The list is on the big screen. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xia Qianhan looked in the direction Bai Chuan pointed, his eyes quickly scanned the photos of the Chinese team players, and soon found the face he was most familiar with.

At this moment, Xia Qianhan's mind went blank, and all the confidence he had built in himself collapsed at this moment.

"Qianhan? What's the matter with you, Qianhan?" Bai Chuan patted Xia Qianhan's arm without knowing why. Seeing that he was a little sluggish, he also turned his head to look at the big screen in the distance.

And after seeing Xia Feiran's face, Bai Chuan also froze with Xia Qianhan: "Damn..."

I don't know how long it has passed, the hosts on the stage started to walk down, Xia Qianhan and Bai Chuan started to get restless, Bai Chuan, as the person who knows Xia Qianhan best in the Japanese team, hugged him madly. The head: "My God, why are they doing this, isn't this grabbing your weakness?"

As he said that, Bai Chuan looked at Xia Qianhan in despair, and asked very uncertainly: "How much does your brother know about your style of play? Can we use another system?"

In this regard, Xia Qianhan's face has completely lost vitality, he shook his head, and responded helplessly: "It's useless, I have been taught by him since I started playing games, and when I am not training at the base, I basically They are all playing with him, as soon as the previous skill is released, he will know what to pick up next, how should I fight."

Hearing Xia Qianhan's words, Bai Chuan also closed his eyes.Before the finals, they had been figuring it out. They had studied all the Chinese team's playing styles clearly, and thought of countless ways to keep Xia Qianhan's big core. Break through Xia Qianhan from the root.

But Xia Qianhan and Bai Chuan can only remain silent now, they are already panicked, if these things are told to other members of the Japanese team, then this match is destined to be nothing but a mess.

So, for the next 2 minutes, Xia Qianhan and Bai Chuan kept looking bitter, listening to the other members of the Japanese team chatting on the sidelines, without replying a word.

Until the match officially started, when both sides stepped onto the stage, Xia Qianhan's expression was full of hatred.

Both Luo Xia and Xia Qianhan stood at the bottom of the two teams, and they were the first to shake hands together. Looking at the expression on Xia Qianhan's face, Luo Xia couldn't help but raise the corner of his lower lip.

When the two were shaking hands, Xia Qianhan pressed Luo Xia's hand twice fiercely, expressing his extremely strong dissatisfaction with this childish little gesture.

Luo Xia didn't care about these things, after all, Xia Qianhan should really vent his anger behind her, so Luo Xia just raised his eyebrows, and tactfully walked away from Xia Qianhan.

Afterwards, Xia Qianhan's eyes that wished to stare at the dead man moved to Xia Feiran. Normally, Xia Qianhan always smiled like a flower, and rarely had such anger and complaints written on his face.

However, Xia Qianhan didn't deliberately use force when shaking hands. For him, this moment is really the last time he wants to see Xia Feiran.

However, Xia Feiran rubbed Xia Qianhan's palm twice with his fingers, just like coaxing a child, and even deliberately leaned against Xia Qianhan, and whispered softly in his ear: "Good boy!" .”

Afterwards, Xia Feiran also walked by Xia Qianhan's side. When Xia Qianhan saw the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, his fist was almost crushed, and he gritted his teeth, wanting to curse, but it's a pity There is no time to scold.

Qi Ye was ranked third in the Chinese team. Seeing Xia Qianhan's expression, Qi Ye laughed mercilessly: "Oh, brother Xia, don't be so unhappy. Didn't you When I called, I said, if you were killed by us once, wouldn’t your surname be Xia?”

(End of this chapter)