That game anchor is too sassy

Chapter 36 Miss Sister, Don't You Have a Support Item
"Is this still the PH I know? How did you make it to the finals?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

"God S gave PianPian a good marksmanship in covering for PianPian, and insisted on changing one for three so PianPian persisted to the end."

"Ma La Tang's expression made me laugh to death, and Brother Sun also looked shocked."

"It's not easy. In previous years, we couldn't get the top five. This time there is hope."

"I've already booked a ticket to Shanghai, they are fighting so hard and I'm going to support them on the spot!"

"Me too, PH rush!"

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In order to save time in traffic jams, Ji Zhao chose to take the subway to the competition site.

Wen Jingyan originally wanted someone to pick her up, and by the way, he could say hello to the backstage where the players and staff can only enter. Ji Zhao declined because he didn't want to cause trouble, and went into the venue alone to find a seat and use his mobile phone to deal with business before the game.

She was worried that there would be too many people in the back to find a seat, so she came in two hours in advance. Fortunately, Wen Jingyan gave her the ticket with the highest level of authority, and the ticket inspector was the first to help them check the tickets, and the subsequent seats would be postponed in turn to prevent the entry time. accident.

Four or ten minutes before the start of the game, Ji Zhao was suddenly disturbed by the commotion around him.

"God S! I saw God S!"

"Is that standing there Brother Sun?"

"Aww, Malatang and Pianpian are looking over here!"

"I really want to go in the past and ask for an autograph and a group photo."

Ji Zhao followed their eyes and looked towards the staff passage behind the competition venue. There were six or seven people standing there, and the light was too dark to see clearly.

The notification light on the phone flickered, and she clicked on WeChat to find the message Wen Jingyan had just sent.

"Did you bring water? I have a lot of drinks here."

Hey did he see himself?

Ji Zhao typed back: "No need, I brought a small bottle of mineral water, you can rest assured to prepare for the competition."

After half a minute of typing on the opposite side, a "OK" was replied.

Ji Zhao thought for a while and said more: "Steady your mind, come on!"

Wen Jingyan, who received the news on the other side, stared at this sentence for a long time, and carefully selected the most suitable one from the many cute emoticons downloaded recently to send it.

"[come on]"

Not far away, the door of the PH lounge was opened, and Malatang poked his head out to look left and right, and then shouted at Wen Jingyan: "God S, the coach asked you to come in quickly."

Wen Jingyan put away his phone and walked over, and returned to the team with Malatang to determine the tactics.

The three hosts took the lead to greet the audience in the live broadcast room to activate the atmosphere. The three made bold predictions about the performance of the teams in the preliminary round of the semi-finals today.

"Miss, don't you have any aids?"

Ji Zhao was slapped on the back by a fan behind when she listened carefully to the host's words, and she turned around to look at the little girl who patted her.

Qingju was shocked by the woman's bright eyes, and hurriedly snatched the little sister's light board: "Sister, do you want to get a light board?"

Li Zi was not angry at being robbed of his aid, he unhurriedly took out a larger light board from his bag and put it on his lap.

"You see, everyone has one, do you want to take one too?" Qingju added nervously, "Just return it to me after the game, no money is charged!"

Ji Zhao looked around, and it seemed that everyone was holding aids more or less in their hands. Seeing that the light sign was not very conspicuous, he took it over: "Thank you."

"No, you're welcome." Qingju frantically waved her hands.

God, how can there be such a beautiful young lady!

I haven't seen it in the first three rows before, maybe it's a new fan of local tyrants?Or is it someone's relative or friend who came to watch the game because someone gave them a ticket?After all, seats in the first row are hard to come by, and most of them are taken away by officials in advance.

(End of this chapter)