The small auditorium was filled with sighs. In the very last row, three students had formed their own little group, silently watching the drawing ceremony.
The three were Han Jiangxue, Xia Yan, and Gu Shi'an.
As members of the National Team's team-match roster, they had not returned to Mublack City after watching Jiang Xiao's first match. Instead, they had stayed behind to watch his second match and continue cheering him on from the venue.
After the individual-match drawing ceremony ended, the main event had arrived as well.
The individual matches were tomorrow. The day after that would be the promotion matches for the winners' bracket of the team event.
Fourteen teams advancing to seven.
The individual-match contestants were already used to continuing to watch the draw for another event after their own drawing ceremony. After all, Jiang Xiao was in that event too, and the members of the National Team's individual-match roster had always been very supportive of him.
Liu Yang's prediction, meanwhile, seemed to have become reality.
"You jinx!" Wu HaoYang sat in the middle, with Liu Yang on his right and Jiang Xiao on the far side, next to the aisle.
As he spoke, Wu HaoYang shoved a palm into Liu Yang's arm, pushing him straight into Jiang Xiao's arms.
Jiang Xiao, meanwhile, pushed Liu Yang back with an expression of disgust. Liu Yang: "..."
Baby's heart is suffering, but baby won't say anything.
Caught between two burly men, Liu Yang pursed his lips, covered his face with both hands, and rested his forehead against the table.
He truly had no idea what he should say anymore. Perhaps Huaxia really was being targeted.
Or rather, when had the vast nation of Huaxia ever not been targeted?
Throughout the entire modern era, Huaxia's history of rising had been an