Rebirth: National Crown Prince

   Chapter 522 Competition (21)

  The main character to be interviewed today is obviously Wan Zexi.

  As the crown prince of the Wan family, she is more than enough to face these media interviews. I saw her brows and eyes were cold, her hands were in her pockets, and she answered these reporters' questions with ease.

  The boy on the screen, with decent speech, elegant manner, and noble temperament, caused many girls watching the live broadcast to blushed, and the courageous ones held their faces and screamed.

   Zhao Xin's crazy face, how handsome her family Wan Ye thinks, she was just climbing a wall, but she can't find the way back, what should I do?

   But Wan Ye is so excellent, it's not a loss for a fan like this!

   So Zhao Xin was killed by the youth circle, fell into the pit and never climbed out again.

   Xingyao over there was already on his way back to the hotel.

The    over there has just ended, and the interview here is still going on.

   was interviewed by Xu Yang, the captain of the CQ team that also attracted much attention in this competition.

   "Captain Xu, are you confident that CQ will win this year's championship? I heard that Xingyao also participated in this year's competition and just defeated Feiye." The reporter asked.

  Xu Yang looked unpredictable, "Xingyao is an opponent I have always been optimistic about. Our CQ will go all out in this competition."

   "Then don't you know that Captain Xu is optimistic about Xingyao and others besides Chu Jun?"

  Xu Yang: "...So what's the use of my optimism? Your question has no technical content."

   Reporter: "..." Well, she was speechless.

  Xu Yang can be compared with Chu Jun, which is enough to show that his strength is not inferior to Chu Jun. Xu Yang once defeated Chu Jun once. Although he barely won, it was enough to make him famous.

   "Captain, you are still as poisonous as ever!" Bai Qing laughed.

   "Yes." Xu Yang responded, his eyes fell on the replay video of Xingyao PK Feiye today, and there was a gloom in his eyes.

The words   Xingyao still disgusted him as always! he thought.

  ***

   "Boss, someone has come."

  The dime turned off the live broadcast of the game replay, "Let him come in!"

   "Mr. Mao."

   "Xu Yang." Dio Qian sat directly on the sofa, looking at the young man in front of him with a condescending look in his eyes.

   "You CQs must give me a win in this competition. No matter what means you use, you can't give Xingyao a chance to stand up again."

  Xu Yang was silent for a moment, "Mr. Mao rest assured, our CQ will win."

  A faint gloom in Mao Qian's eyes, "I'll only give you one chance, a team like Xingyao that has no use value should have been eliminated long ago."

   As long as he remembered that he once tried to please Mo Shang with a smile on his face, but the other party didn't appreciate it, he hated Xingyao.

  ***

   "Captain..." Looking at Chu Jun who locked himself in the room as soon as he came back, Run Yue whispered, "He, are you alright?"

  Chu Yan shook her head.

   Gu Rou said: "Don't disturb him, he is in a bad mood, he should be training in the room now."

   To say who knows Chu Jun best, it is not Chu Yan, nor Chu Jun's parents, but Gu Rou. Growing up together, she is most aware of some of Chu Jun's habits.

   In fact, it is true, Chu Jun in the room is playing games online.

  Chu Jun's expression was calm, and there was no trace of anger at today's events, but only Chu Jun himself knew exactly what he was thinking.

   He thought of that person again.

Yi Shuihan once found him at the end of the game and said to him: "Chu Jun, although I have always admired your strength and perseverance, have you noticed that the style you are playing now is not at all? belongs to you."

  Chu Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and did not speak.

   Yi Shuihan continued: "Mo Shang's style of play is not suitable for you at all, you should find your own style of play, Chu Jun."

   Your own style of play...

  Chu Jun stopped the operation of his fingers, leaned his back, raised his chin, and looked at the ceiling with some lost eyes.

   (end of this chapter)