Hoshino alone defeated the Xiangnan team.

During the national competition, the strength of the Emperor League and Xiangnan was comparable, and it was very hard to win.

With this comparison, you can understand the gap.

In addition, the current Emperor Alliance lacks Qin Mo.

Netizens are also slandering.

It seems that some people are indeed like this.

When they fight domestically and abroad, they always feel that foreign countries are better.

There are also some people who don’t know anything and start scolding, such as: “Don’t come to our competition if you have the ability” and so on.

Some even said directly: "If the Emperor Alliance cannot win, it will be too shameful for us Chinese people."

It's easy to say these words, but these people never seem to think about whom no one is obliged to win the championship.

Fortunately, all the players have been disconnected.

When I pick up my phone, it’s not that I don’t want to watch it, but that I know how to watch it, which will be even worse.

Indeed, there are many people who support it.

There are also many heartwarming words.

But at the moment of the competition, the pressure is invisible.

So even after burning all night, there was still a string called time hanging in Bo Jiu's heart. Before eight o'clock, she opened her eyes.

After realizing where I was, I raised my eyes and saw the handsome face that was so close to me.

Perhaps because he had to take care of her last night, he didn't even take off his coat. His black windbreaker was half open, and the hair around his collar was dipped on the pillow. Her face was on his chest, and the sun could be seen scattering in, shining on the bridge of his nose.

Perhaps because the halo was too strong, his eyelashes were even darker than before, and they made a soft shadow on the handsome and handsome face like a crow wing, which was especially clean.

Bo Jiu wanted to get up, but he woke up as soon as he moved.
Chapter completed!