"Tomorrow" Lou Luo looked at the work content of the past two days, and marked one of the meetings with a pen before saying: "Isn't there four or five days left until the World Series?"
Bo Yin got up and pulled the curtains: "There is an internal meeting." ” Lou Luo raised her eyebrows, and didn't ask him how he knew, it seems that she still hasn't done a thorough enough job in chasing idols.
However, the fact that the team did not announce the members means that they do not want anyone to know about their itinerary.
Her secretary also said it.
Esports players, before a game, are usually the most stressful times.
This time it's probably because it's a World Series.
After all, after landing, give some information out.
Internal meet-and-greets Lou Luo looked at many places without mentioning.
Maybe someone bought some fake news from a scalper.
There's nothing wrong with going to Milan a day early.
She really wanted to see what the boy was like.
This is a feeling that Lou Luo has never had.
October 28th.
This is the day that Huaxia e-sports fans are most looking forward to.
It's official, everyone on the team has arrived in Milan.
There was even a map of the airport.
It's a pity how not to give advance notice.
That way they can also see real people.
"I envy international students every day."
"My big spade is just a back, and I don't even see my face."
"The cubs definitely need jet lag, so they didn't arrange for someone to pick them up."
"E-sports competitions, you don't need to pick up the airport, everyone be sensible."
After all, the water and soil are different.
Others are fine.
As soon as Zhao Sanpang came, he lay down in the hotel softly, and told everyone that if there was something to eat, he would call him again, and if there was no food, he was not interested in any natural scenery or something like that.
"There are events, internal meet-and-greets."
Bo Jiu's hand slapped on his shoulder: "Are you sure you don't want to show that you are handsome" Zhao Sanpang waved his hand: "This time, my brother is really not good, let Qin Xinji have a chance." ” Qin Mo stood there, his side face was very noble, as if he didn't listen to him, but when he was leaving, he instructed: "The fat god's stomach is only suitable for drinking porridge now, having dinners and the like, so you don't need to inform him, just look at him by the way, don't let him eat indiscriminately." ” "That's for sure."
The personal doctor pushed his glasses on the side.
Zhao Sanpang:, he still wants to open the instant noodles in his suitcase to satisfy his hunger, this Qin Xinji is simply cutting off his back road Five o'clock in the afternoon.
The dusk of the rice is beautiful.
Under the European-style building, next to the fountain of the hotel, you can also see the soaring white doves.
Laziness is at its best here.
Because the World Series is coming.
The square has already begun to be set up.
Fans are coming one after another.
Take a commemorative photo in advance.
What's more, it just so happened that all the teams had an internal meet-and-greet after doing the interview today.
Huaxia is no exception.
It's just that they didn't notify them, and they are abroad, so there won't be many people coming here.
Most of them went to the CST division on the left-hand side.
After all, in their eyes, the Huaxia team is not a threat.
Asia is playing this time, which is equivalent to giving them a chance to win the championship.
Judging from Huaxia's past records, they can't be their opponents at all.
There are people on that team, and it's really not worth a visit. aa2705221: