On July 11, in the locker room of Allianz Stadium in Mublack City.
Jiang Xiao watched the television screen on the wall and grimaced. "Is there something wrong with this guy's head?"
The television was showing a pre-match interview with a Tianzhu player. It clearly wasn't live; it was probably filmed yesterday or the day before, after news of the match had just come out.
With the World Cup taking place against a global backdrop, the organizers could only keep compressing the match schedule. Under such circumstances, some groups truly exhausted every possible means for financial gain.
After the draw results were announced, the Huaxia players strictly followed National Team discipline and refused all pre-match interviews.
To create conflict before the battle, the organizers had no choice but to turn their attention elsewhere. Under the official banner, they went looking for Huaxia's opponents—the Tianzhu team.
Even at the last moment before the match, the organizers were clearly still warming things up and trying hard to create hype.
On the television screen, a handsome young man with dark skin and large eyes spoke. "Yes, you're right. Huaxia has risen very quickly, in every aspect. That's an undeniable fact.
"For a simple example, I heard that the level of development in their Magic Capital has almost caught up with Mengmai City in our country."
Jiang Xiao: ???
Xia Yan sat on the bench in a broad-legged posture, elbows braced on her knees. She tilted her head back and looked at the television. "Is he serious?"
Han Jiangxue sat on the other side of the bench with her legs elegantly crossed, her back leaning against Jiang Xiao's. She didn't look at the television, instead closing her eyes to rest. "The reporter's question is seriously problematic. It's obviously a trap."
Click.
As the door