Liu Zilang stood in the crowded departure lounge with a smile on his face and a peace sign!
The lights flashed and a click was heard!
A young girl beside him jumped excitedly. She looked like she wanted to give Liu Zilang a hug.
Liu Zilang noticed that the boyfriend of the girl who was in charge of taking photos had a dark expression on his face. He quickly moved away and put on a gentle smile as he politely extended his hand.
He was afraid that the guy would throw his phone at him.
The young girl quickly held the phone with both hands and shook it vigorously.
"Good luck in the competition!
We'll always support you. "
Liu Zilang smiled and nodded. He waved his hand like a well-supported candidate.
At the same time, Shen Zeyan, Li Muqiu, and the others were in a similar situation.
Many passengers in the departure lounge recognized them and excitedly came up to take pictures with them.
Liu Zilang and his team's itinerary was kept secret. It was not announced through any official channels.
However, it could not be helped. After all, it was the "male model team". The few long-legged models were wearing cool uniforms and sunglasses as they stood there "exaggeratedly".
Those who did not know might have thought that they were some idol group. Naturally, they attracted a lot of attention.
As time went by, people quickly recognized them. That was why they were in such a situation.
At that time, Zhang Xiaotong suddenly raised her selfie stick and pointed the camera at him as she walked toward him.
Liu Zilang knew that she was streaming and thought that she wanted him to greet the viewers in her live streaming channel. He rubbed his head and smiled gently. His face was gentle and easygoing.
However, the next moment, his easygoing smile froze on his face.
Zhang Xiaotong looked down and curiously stared at his leg. She even circled Liu Zilang's front and back with the camera on the selfie stick.
Then, she angrily said into the phone, "Do you guys believe me now? I already said that his leg is not broken."
The corner of Liu Zilang's eyes twitched, and his face was filled with confusion.
'What does that mean?
'My leg is broken?'
At the same time, the viewers in the live streaming channel almost laughed their heads off!
"Wow, Xiaotong-chan is too generous!"
"You guys are so bad. You tricked Xiaotong-chan into looking at his leg."
"Xiaotong-chan, listen to me. Vic's legs were broken a long time ago. That's a prosthetic."
"I can testify. It's a comminuted fracture!"
"The day his broken leg is reborn? The day Vic returns?"
"I think we should look at the problem from the perspective of development. It's true that Vic's leg is still intact, but it's hard to say when he reaches Germany."
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Looking at the strange bullet screen in her live streaming channel, Zhang Xiaotong could not help but scratch her head in confusion.
She suddenly shouted angrily, turned her head and harrumphed, "You guys keep talking, hmph!
I won't broadcast it anymore. "
As she spoke, she pretended to turn off her phone.
Seeing this, the viewers in the live streaming channel could not help but scream out in agony. One after another, they indicated that they wanted to change the topic. Only then did Zhang Xiaotong's little face reveal a smile.
Many people were going to Germany that day, and Liu Zilang's entire family was there.
Other than Liu Zilang and Misaka Mikoto, Wang Qianqian was one of Douyu's staff members. She was in charge of the tournament's live broadcast and coordination.
As for Zhang Xiaotong, she was Douyu's "battlefield reporter". Just like the World Cup streamers, she would bring everyone to watch the tournament. This way, the viewers would have more options other than the official live streaming channel, allowing them to better experience the atmosphere in the stadium.
With that, after "Xiao Hei" left, the four members of the family were all out.
Everyone waited in the departure lounge for a while before they were led by Su Changming to check-in.
By the time they passed through the security check, there were already more and more viewers behind them.
Quite a number of fans surrounded them and watched them leave. Those who were closer to them took the opportunity to cheer them on.
This instantly attracted the attention of many people around them.
Fortunately, the personnel in charge of the security check were already used to it. They did not even bat an eyelid when they were checking their belongings. Only the auntie in charge of the physical examination "randomly touched" the two of them when they passed by.
There was a transfer in the middle of the flight from Jianghai to Berlin, which took about fourteen hours. Naturally, the three Hua Xia teams that were going to Berlin sat together.
While they were bored on the plane, they exchanged basic information about the tournament in Germany.
Although they were all opponents in the tournament, they were still teams from the same region.
If possible, everyone wanted to avoid premature infighting and preserve their strength in the region.
That being said, the situation in the tournament was ever-changing. No one could predict the changes in the flight route.
He believed that when the time came, if the situation really forced them to fight, no one would be soft-hearted.
However, if it was not a threat to the survival of the team, there was a tacit understanding on how to go easy on the opponent.
After the plane took off, everyone was still chatting enthusiastically at first. However, as time passed, everyone started to feel tired.
As the first person fell asleep, everyone's voices gradually became softer. Then, as if it was contagious, everyone from the other teams fell asleep one after another.
Fortunately, they had booked a flight at night. They would be able to sleep until the next morning.
Time passed by. While Liu Zilang was in a daze, he suddenly felt a pair of soft hands touching the corner of his mouth.
He opened his eyes and saw Misaka Mikoto sitting next to him staring at him.
"What's wrong?" Liu Zilang who was still in a daze asked.
"Shifu, you were drooling."
Misaka Mikoto opened her big bright eyes and asked curiously, "Did you dream about something delicious?"
Liu Zilang's face turned red when he heard that. He quickly raised his hand to wipe his mouth, but he did not find any drool.
Misaka Mikoto immediately raised her fair and tender hand in front of Liu Zilang and said as if she was asking for praise, "Shifu, Shifu, I cleaned it for you."
Liu Zilang's face twitched when he saw that. He said with difficulty, "Thank you very much."
Liu Zilang was no longer sleepy after Misaka Mikoto's teasing.
He took out his phone in airplane mode and looked at the time. He realized that the plane would land in less than ten minutes.
Hence, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face to wake himself up.
When he passed by Zhang Xiaotong on his way back, he saw that the little girl was sleeping with her head on Wang Qianqian's shoulder.
Liu Zilang could not help but think of the time when she was sleeping with her head on his shoulder.
However, at that time, he felt that her head was too heavy and it was a little stiff. Hence, he raised his hand and fiddled with it, causing her head to tilt to the other side.
Liu Zilang could not help but feel ashamed when he thought of the past.
In order to balance the guilt in his heart.
He raised his hand again and fiddled with it, causing Zhang Xiaotong's head to tilt to the other side.