To play is to win!

The fight was about to start, only Su Wenle knew it.

He has an agreement with his opponent!

Su Wenle yelled to stop, wait, I have something to ask.

However, no matter how he asked, Judy didn't know.

"Guan Hong said yes, but he didn't."

"No!" Su Wen howled happily.

Although his voice was muffled by the mask and lacked momentum, he was still trying to defend himself.

"I can't even understand English, let alone Japanese, how could I just make appointments, appointments, ah cut!"

Judy is convinced.

She already fully understood why the contestants love to stay in Bunraku.

This is the only contestant who can argue with others in a serious manner with his eyes wide open while wearing a mask, and then interrupts himself in the end.

It is rare in the world, not molesting is not molesting.

However, she is a conscientious assistant who does not bully patients.

So, she said: "Okay, if there is no one, there will be no more. You old man, take a rest and don't get excited. They are going to play. Come, come, come, do you want to drink Banlangen, and do you want to eat snacks?"

Her tone was similar to Zhang Sichao's, full of compromise and doting.

Su Wenle now wants to blow up Guan Hong's phone.

However, for daily pre-match preparations, their mobile phones must be in the hands of the coach.

The fight is also picked up by the coach.

The moment the debut music started, all the VIPs in the front row stood up.

The shuffle movement shocked MS fans subconsciously to stand up.

As soon as Su Wenle looked up, he saw countless big men with pink cherry blossoms standing.

As for MS fans, most of them piled up in the back row, crowding the entrance aisle.

There are several international fans of purple ms team uniforms waiting for the players to come out.

On the soil of Los Angeles, there are still supporters of ms.

After all, as the only owl team with cats and dogs, ms can naturally attract the attention of countless pet lovers.

Su Wenle glanced at the support board with "msbetter" written on it, and Da Chai, the most popular member of their family, was holding a black briquette cat on the paper.

The first to take the stage is Osaka 46.

Su Wenle originally thought that with so many Sakura warriors, Osaka would definitely win first.

However, this was the most silent support group he had ever seen.

They clapped the support sticks, but there was no shouting.

"so quiet……"

"Can I speak?"

"Did Osaka hire an actor, the kind who would get more money if you shouted a word?!"

MS fans beeped loudly, and Su Wenle stood on the farthest side, and they could hear clearly amidst the neat clapping.

The way these Japanese people support is so weird, not at all as crazy as their cosmic girl group fans...

"saburo!"

There was a sound in the air, and with the appearance of the Osaka player, there was a sudden shout: "頑張って!"

"Osaka!"

"Faiting!"

With a vigorous attack, all the strong men in the front row shouted.

The beat is too odd.

Su Wenle felt that this was a demonstration, not a match support.

A shot of the Osaka team players appeared on the big screen.

No matter who appears on the screen, there is only one object of solidarity in the audience - Saburo.

When the camera was shown to Saburo, the shouting became even more excited.

Su Wenle felt that the gentleman who started the sound was using his life to fight against the noisy bgm.

Saburo is no longer what Su Wenle remembered.

He cut his hair short, his brows were furrowed, and his face was serious.

The shout of "saburo!" made him look at the camera, his sharp eyes fixed on the audience, and then he frowned and made a hissing gesture.

In an instant, the cherry blossom group fell silent.

The passionate shouting of the audience was quiet for a second, only the slapping of cheering sticks and sporadic shouts from the back row remained.

The scene changed too quickly, causing the fans in the first row of ms to be dumbfounded.

"What is this? The professionalism of an actor?"

"This reaction is too fast!"

It's shocking how well-trained the fan club is, and no one will believe that they haven't rehearsed.

Saburo stopped a group of strong men with a gesture, and the mediocre players were actually a little handsome from the audience's perspective.

Looking at the young man, Su Wenle really felt that he had a distinctive calm demeanor.

The eyes looking at the camera are cold, and the eyes are lowered like an ordinary person.

Ordinary debugging equipment, quietly listening to teammates.

It was as if the act of stopping a group of cherry-blossom men just now did not exist.

For the cherry blossom group sitting in the front row, only the rhythmic tapping of cheer sticks remained.

The fans didn't sit down, they still stood in their positions, facing Osaka, shut up and cheer.

After all the Osaka players appeared, the music changed and it was time for ms to appear.

"Wow--"

"Guan Hong Guan Hong!"

"gunner!"

After experiencing the seriousness and formality of Osaka, the appearance of ms obviously revived the atmosphere of the audience.

The five fans were extremely excited and ran directly to the aisle.

They are not as tall as Sakura Blossoms, wearing purple team uniforms full of anticipation and cheers.

Ignore this group of guys in pink team uniforms as if they were telephone poles.

No one can stop fans from expressing their excitement.

Even if they are surrounded by a wall of cherry blossoms slapping cheer sticks.

As soon as Guan Hong appeared, his voice could not be suppressed.

The shouts to welcome Guan Hong on the stage were not as neat as Osaka's, and the victory was due to the large number of people.

The appearance of ms is all led by Guan Hong.

This outstandingly tall player walked past countless cherry blossom-colored telephone poles with a smile, and delivered the small gifts in his hands to the audience in purple team uniforms.

The simple welfare program makes fans too happy to avoid the camera.

But Guan Hong didn't stop, took a small turn and walked to the corner of the first row, leaving a group of teammates behind.

"Oh, the old hen is looking for the chicks."

"Zhang Si, you are going to die, go away."

The other players continued to board the players' seats.

Only Guan Hong caught the cameraman's curiosity and led everyone's attention to find Su Wenle.

Su Wenle was overwhelmed.

Why can't he get sick quietly, be a spectator quietly, and watch the game quietly!

"What are you doing, what are you doing!" Su Wenle complained in a low voice, relying on her protective mask.

Guan Hong just smiled, gave him a meaningful look, and then patted Su Wenle's head.

Turn around coolly, without leaving a word.

Ms fans are too familiar with this head-touching movement, okay?

"cooky!"

"It's cookie!"

"Judy liar, I want to take a photo with Cooky!"

Guan Hong smiled softly, sat on the player bench, and watched Su Wenle being besieged by fans.

Fans are always passionate creatures.

They ignored the contestants on the stage and the cameras around them, and wanted to take pictures and sign autographs with Su Bunraku, who was ill, completely ignoring the covetous Japanese around them.

"Captain, you are really bad." Zhang Si hummed and pointed out, "Do you think my brother Le is so easy to scare away?"

"Whether you are scared or not, I hope he can leave the scene soon." Guan Hong looked at the camera, smiled softly, and made scissors around his eyes.

The atmosphere changed instantly, and the screams of men and women came from the back row.

Su Wenle missed Guan Hong's cuteness, but when he looked up, he saw Guan Hong staring at him and smiling.

"Let's take pictures later." Su Wenle returned the pen to the fans, "It's about to start!"

Sitting back in his seat, Su Wenle is no longer an unidentified masked man.

Five fans are enough to spread the sweet news of "Cooky is sick and watching Guan Hong's game offstage" to various places.

Coupled with the previous information that "Guan Hong was injured and watched Cooky's game in the audience", the combination is really tiresome.

Not only was the entire audience paying attention to Su Bunle's direction, but there was also a slight commotion in the Osaka player bench.

However, Su Wenle has no regrets.

It was the first time to see Guan Hong's expression during the game so closely and face to face.

Guan Hong, as the captain, had been talking to his teammates before the game, with a smile on his lips and full of patience.

He sat next to Gao Qianjin.

Gao Qianjin nodded in response from time to time, and occasionally turned his head to look at Guan Hong.

Everyone didn't know what interesting topics to talk about, and they laughed together while talking, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Su Wenle could imagine what Guan Hong would say.

Just like when he first competed.

"Come with me."

"protect me."

"With me here, I will definitely win."

It turns out... the audience looks like this.

Su Wenle was a little jealous and disappointed.

I was dragged down by illness, and Guan Hong's gentleness was too immoral.

"Open it—"

The excited shouts of Judy and the fans merged into the enthusiastic recall of Su Wenle's reason.

The spectators were all watching the game, and only he was watching the players' seats.

War is on.

Osaka vs. MS is almost a match without suspense.

Back when the Chinese team beat Japan, cooky hooked Road Hog so much that Saburo couldn't take care of himself.

"Wait a minute, play slowly." William stopped Lao Jiang with a laugh, "Just now, Cooky is sure to be in the auditorium, so let's stop talking about legends."

"Okay, okay, don't mention it. Shibai three days, you should look at it with admiration. After all, Osaka has brought Korean aid this time, and its strength will definitely increase." Lao Jiang said, "These two Korean players just made up for the weakest front row of Osaka. position, when the time comes to fight, ms may not be easy."

He said not necessarily, just to be polite.

Guan Hong personally leads the team on ms, only cooky is missing, how could they not beat Osaka.

The audience is stable, upbeat, and even chatting.

——Waiting for a Guan Hong Mao Mao emoji package

——cooky looks so pitiful, does he have such a serious cold?

——Then the question is, is Cooky breaking the contract when he comes to the scene, or is he keeping the contract?

The onlookers are full of interest in the content of the agreement.

The less the team said, the more they guessed.

The World Cup has spawned countless unpopular combinations. When old enemies meet and shout out from the air, they arouse their infinite enthusiasm.

All kinds of discussions went back and forth, which completely overwhelmed the expectations for the full video of Guan Hong's women's clothing.

Compared with the beauty of the 1.9-meter strong man, the story of two strong men is more exciting.

The only thing that is certain is - ms will win, if not win jj.

Compared with the optimism of the audience, Su Wenle was extremely nervous.

What everyone pays attention to is the overall success or failure, and what he pays attention to is the high progress.

dva knows dva's heart best.

When he saw Gao Qianjin threw out a nuclear bomb and forcibly rushed forward instead of Bao Guanhong, he was startled and almost yelled.

Maybe it's his combat point of view and style.

In a dangerous battle situation, he would definitely protect Guan Hong.

Fortunately, although Guan Hong died, ms was beaten back.

In the next round of confrontation, ms regained its position.

The fans in the front row had a strange atmosphere.

The game was very exciting, but the fierce cherry blossoms in the audience remained silent, as if Saburo's boo gesture froze their shouts.

However, MS fans are super enthusiastic.

With the slapping of cheering sticks, the fans stood up and cheered, and even let out a high-pitched cry.

"Win, win!"

"Fighting!"

The fans were too enthusiastic, and Su Wenle was infected and shouted slogans at the same time.

"Guan Hong Guan Hong!"

"Zhang Si Zhang Si!"

"Mr. Ke, Mr. Ke!"

He called out the names of his teammates one by one, and got a smile from the team on stage.

Su Wenle chuckled, with dissatisfied eyes all over his back.

The fans in Osaka couldn't continue to ignore Saburo's stop and shout, they could only look at each other, and finally they could only look at the guy wearing the mask, and led several other MS fans to cheer wildly.

This is definitely provocative!

However, Osaka 46 exchanged opinions in a low voice, but no one dared to commit crimes against the wind.

In the next second, Osaka's beautiful double play, the protagonist is the eye-catching Saburo!

If you can't cheer this up, it's torture!

As if resisting, the pink cherry blossom group finally couldn't sit still.

The slogan "Osaka fighting" started in another place, leading a group of cherry blossom-colored fans, repeating the cheers of "Come on Osaka".

This time, instead of just calling Saburo, they called Osaka.

Saburo didn't stop their call sign anymore.

He just looked up and scanned the front row of spectators, and returned to the fierce competition.

The venue where the atmosphere is warm and full of cheers is the venue for competition.

The two sides usually cheer for the supporting team.

The front row is monopolized by Osaka 46, while the back row is full of MS call signs.

Su Wenle is addicted, anyway yelling tmd.

He just wants to lead the team.

"Call with me."

"Okay!" Everyone was full of fighting spirit.

"morning star!"

——"fighting!"

ms vs. Osaka, 2:0.

Expected score, expected result.

However, Su Wen was tired unexpectedly.

He was still sick, and roared loudly while wearing a mask. Guan Hong gestured with his eyes several times, but Su Wenle responded with a silly smile, not knowing how to restrain himself.

When Guan Hong left the scene, his eyes were almost threatening, and he almost wanted to ask the patient to stop being too arrogant.

It's a pity that Su Wenle didn't understand what he meant at all, and felt super proud.

The seven of them vs. the Cherry Blossom Warriors, although they didn't win a complete victory, their momentum was definitely not in vain.

Fortunately, the audience in the back row cheered, otherwise, in the face of Osaka's fierce support, ms would definitely lose in the slogan.

Compete on stage and compete off stage.

Players play the game to score the winner, and the audience competes with their voices.

Su Wenle was still complacent about his success in leading a group for the first time, when a surprising video appeared during the show.

Guan Hong's women's clothing video came as scheduled, and launched an indiscriminate attack on the global audience on the big owl screen.

The long-haired guy in a short skirt looked at the camera with every look, which made Su Wenle's heart beat hard to calm down.

Fuck, Su Wenle felt like he was about to suffocate because he was just posing in a few random poses.

He sat down quickly, not daring to stand any longer.

The sound effect of the venue was so shocking that Su Wenle was afraid that he would suddenly die suddenly while watching it.

The process of women's clothing has been edited and displayed in its original form.

It was no different from what Su Wenle watched at the time, but it was accompanied by a humorous bgm, which caused countless laughter.

Even the sakura-colored gangsters were talking in low voices, and from time to time came the voice of sudden realization.

The group photos of all MS members gradually faded out, and there was even an interview shot by Guan Hong.

Chinese dialogue, English subtitles.

——How do you feel about women's clothing?

Guan Hong, who took off his skirt and long hair, was wearing a team uniform.

He said calmly: "It's not bad, it's just a different outfit than usual. But, makeup is really hard."

—Is there anything you want to say to the audience?

Guan Hong said with a smile: "I hope everyone will not be disappointed with me after watching it. After all, this is not my hobby, and I am also forced to do nothing."

——Speaking of helplessness, everyone must want to know why you choose women's clothing?

When this question was mentioned, Guan Hong suddenly smiled happily.

He said: "Because I lost the bet with Cooky. He said he wanted to see my women's clothing, and I could only meet his request. Because I am a good man who keeps his word."

There were bursts of laughter and applause from the audience.

Even though they knew it was just a recorded video, the audience enjoyed watching it very much.

Su Wenle looked up, the contestants' seats were empty, but he could clearly remember Guan Hong's gentle eyes.

At this time, he deeply felt that Guan Hong was simply the world's best tempered person, and no one else could compare to him.

And, super super pampering him.

Hey, Su Wenle's smirk is hidden behind the mask.

He really, really is...

Ah cut!

——I really like Guan Hong so much.