The five members of Fang Yuan's team made an appointment to watch the game together.
Eve and beef are responsible for taking the place and preparing snacks.
If it is an ordinary auditorium, one ticket has one place, and no place is occupied.
Fang Yuan took the seats of the participating teams and did not have tickets, so they had to seize the favorable terrain to guarantee five consecutive seats.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The game is ready to start.
The audience also showed up one after another, and gradually began to lively.
After Fang Yuan's five people arrived, two girls sat in the center and the others sat beside them.
Eve gave everyone a cup of milk tea and a large bag of snacks in her hand.
The beef reached out for snacks and were slapped by Eve.
"Eat your own."
"Why? Shouldn't snacks be eaten together?" the beef argued.
"It's to eat together, you eat yours, we eat ours. Otherwise, the game has not yet started, only the packaging is left."
Eve set the rules seriously, then put the snack bag between herself and Han Youwei, took out a bag of popping candy, and stuffed it into Han Youwei's hand: "Eat this."
Han Youwei took out a few and passed the popping candy to Fang Yuan's hand.
Fang Yuan didn't want to jump candy, the probe asked: "Is there no meat?"
"Dangdangdang..."
The beef ball was proud this time, holding a portion of chicken wings, laughed and said: "I said, snacks have to be like this, abnormal spicy chicken wings."
While eating snacks, the five people talked and laughed and discussed the morning battle.
Soon it was time for the game between the White Eagles and Australia in the afternoon.
The first is the team debut.
Fang Yuan got up and walked to the commentary booth, as guests with Du Jun, sitting between the two commentators.
According to the original process arrangement, there was nothing Fang Yuan had done.
However, who made Huaxia the host?
If Fang Yuan wants to be on the commentary, he only needs a word from General Rod.
Therefore, Fang Yuan and Du Jun sat in today's commentary booth together.
Among the two commentators, there was a foreign commentator who was the official commentator sent by the Super Soldier World League Organizing Committee. It was the commentator who almost got beaten up in the morning with the previous champion Anthony Lemar.
In the contest team appearance link.
In accordance with the usual practice, the commentary first talked to the guests about the players of the game, and by the way some more topical questions.
"Player Du Jun, I read your information. You were a contestant in the last World League, right?" The official commentary of the organizing committee began to ask questions.
"Yes, I participated in the last World League." Du Jun was born in the military, and his answer was round and sonorous.
"I saw your rank, it's a major." The commentator continued to ask questions.
"Correct."
"In the morning, our guest was the last champion captain Anthony Lemar. Captain Anthony's rank is major general. You also participated in the last World Championship. Why is there so much difference in your rank?" The commentator began to pick things up.
Du Jun was a bit dissatisfied, but his character was more stable and he was silent.
Fang Yuan knocked on the microphone in front of him and said, "Isn't it obvious, bad street. You will get a military rank when you register. You can get a rank of 999. The upgrade is too fast. If the one-star admiral can't stand it, you will get five stars. The country can set up a recycling mechanism, cash recycling rank. After being promoted to a five-star general, it will be recycled, and then upgraded again."
The words came out.
The commentary next to him was stunned for an instant.
The audience was quiet for two seconds, and then burst into hysterical shouts.
Some viewers from the White Eagle Country didn't understand, they whispered inquiries, slowly figured out what it meant, and then stood up and started cursing.
"This person is the one who insulted the strongest war-clothed eagle-level in the world this morning."
"What qualifications does he have to sit in the commentary booth and drive him down!"
Fang Yuan looked at the anger points that started to increase by +1 and +3, and was very satisfied.
If you get tired of fighting in the future, you can change your job as a commentator.
It's too quick to get angry here, it's awkward.
The commentary saw that the situation was a bit wrong, and quickly brought the topic back: "Let's continue to introduce the players. Today, the five players of the White Eagles team are starting..."
After he finished reciting his name, Fang Yuan took the conversation and said: "I recognize this Grano Bell. I bet for 50 cents. He is here for the trophy. Except for this game, he will never play later. Maybe today. The game will also be replaced in the middle."
The commentator has been robbed many times and is a little unhappy.
Fang Yuan discovered that this product even contributed 20 anger points.
The official commentary of the organizing committee is not vegetarian, and he changed the subject and said: "Fang Yuan, who is also a level 10 substitute, do you think Grano is here to mix trophies. So are you also here to mix trophies? "
"Does the game cost electricity?" Fang Yuan said directly back.
"What...what do you mean?" The commentary didn't quite understand.
"My morning, the edited video of the five kills ending the game, the amount of online broadcast almost catches up with the amount of game broadcast. If you don't understand this, what did you rely on to sit on the commentary?" Fang Yuan increased his firepower and continued to sigh.
Invisibly gave himself another wave of advertisements.
The scene was live broadcast, so when I heard this, those who didn't watch the edited video of the five kills in the morning started searching online.
The organizing committee's commentary was flushed with anger, and continued to say: "Then Fang Yuan, do you think you are only level 10, can you make it to the final? In the final, when you meet a war-level super soldier, you think you can handle it. ?"
"What is the level of the assassin in the morning game?" Fang Yuan asked rhetorically.
"War class."
"What happened to him afterwards?"
The organizing committee's commentary became smarter and did not answer this sentence.
Another Hua Xia commentator next to him took the conversation decisively and said, "I was blown out by a punch."
Snapped!
Fang Yuan slapped the table and cursed: "How do you speak? Can you speak?"
Hua Xia Fang explained that he was so bluffed, it was a bit embarrassing.
Fang Yuan continued, "Speaking so well, you should say more!"
The two sang and got together, making it like a cross talk.
Suddenly, the audience burst into laughter.
On the contrary, it ignored the appearance of the White Eagle National Team.
The organizing committee couldn't bear the explanation, and started gesturing outside, hoping that someone would come up and get Fang Yuan down.
However, as the host, the home advantage came into play.
All the staff outside did not see the foreign commentary gesture of the organizing committee.
After the game started.
The two teams began to collide.
Fang Yuan suddenly realized that he might have God-level narration talent and began to occupy the microphone: "Grano is here, and the White Eagle Assassin has entered the battlefield with the glory of Davis Technology. Can he end the game with five kills? He is here, He shot, he flew back, it was a suffocating operation."
"Grano is here again. Four war-level teammates created a good output environment for him. He entered the field like a ghost. His goal was the protector of the Australian team. He stabbed the protector of the Australian team with a molecular cutting. , This reminds me of the "Millennium Kill" trick of the peerless martial arts... Before the words fell, he flew out again."
