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"This is Ginza... It's really prosperous! ”

Looking at the towering buildings around and the endless flow of people, the fat man sitting in the bus said a typical nonsense.

In charge of receiving Zhang Mu's group of eight was a young girl in her early 20s, whose full name was 'Ouyang Fujimiko', whose father was said to be Chinese.

Fujimiko speaks fluent Chinese, talks elegantly and politely, and her appearance is not otherworldly, but her temperament is excellent, giving people the feeling of a small jasper.

Although Fujimiko is herself, she has a very good impression on everyone, and when chatting with Zhang Mu and others, she always inadvertently shows a faint smile and shallow dimples, almost knowing everything.

Along the way, Fujimiko acts as a guide, so that the time in the car passes very quickly, and it will not be boring at all.

When Zhang Mu arrived at the Hall of Heroes, the monstrous and the deity were already waiting at the door, and they were sitting in a pavilion-style outdoor café chatting and smoking.

"Little master! You've finally arrived! Dumping the coffee cup, stepping over the fence with one hand, running over with a smile, and hugging Zhang Mu with a man.

"Haha! Monstrous, long time no see! - Hey, Big Ben. Zhang Mu was in a good mood, patted the monstrous shoulder, and turned his gaze to the gazebo, where the deity and the young men and women of the 'only studio' who came to participate in this competition smiled at him.

The arrival of Zhang Mu and his party of eight people made this pavilion seem a little narrow, but everyone was young and didn't care about this.

Zhang Mu lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "What about them? Why hasn't it arrived yet? It shouldn't be. ”

The deity also smiled: "I was on the phone with Ah Shu just now, and I have already gotten off the plane, it is a coincidence that they are on the same flight as Ah Mu, and they can get here in half an hour at the latest." After speaking, the deity turned around, faced the Hero Hall, and said, "Let's go and register first, so as not to be too chaotic later." ”

"Hmm!"

Under the leadership of the deity and Fujimiko, Zhang Mu and several people successfully registered the information, and each of them obtained an identity tag, and on the day of the real game, only with the identity tag can enter the venue.

The rest place of the players was in a five-star hotel not far from the 'Hero Hall', and after throwing their luggage and change of clothes into their respective bedrooms, Zhang Mu followed everyone back to the Hero Hall.

"Damn! Where are you going? The myth opened his hands, walked quickly in front of Zhang Mu, punched Zhang Mu's chest, and immediately laughed and said: "Twelve, I haven't seen you for a while, you are handsome again~!" ”

Zhang Mu laughed a few times, lifted the wounded shoulders of the myth, and said with a hippie smile: "Handsome, this thing is innate, don't be jealous of me." ”

"Haha, I still climb with the pole! Big Ben, monstrous, hello! After the myth was injured and high-fived everyone, he pulled Zhang Mu to the side of the café occupied by Chinese and said, "Come, let me introduce you to my first boss, Huang Quan!" ”

Hearing the sound, Huang Quan slowly got up from the chair, stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Mu heavily, and the rich voice unique to a mature man came out: "I have long heard that the Twelve-Winged Angel is a young man, it is better to see it than to hear it, hello." ”

"Brother Huangquan, it's over! Hello hello, eh, where is Amu? Zhang Mu looked for Amu's shadow in the crowd behind Huang Quan.

"Hey, Twelve, you're looking for me." Voices came from behind.

Zhang Mu turned his head and looked at Ah Mu, who was only three meters away from him, wearing a silver-white casual suit, and couldn't help but be surprised, looking at Ah Mu's age, he should be about the same age as himself, with a smile on his face forever, and he was a sunny otaku.

Ah Mu smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Although we have cooperated many times in the game, in reality, this is the first time we have met!" ”

"Haha, once raw and twice ripe." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

After Ah Mu's introduction, Zhang Mu quickly got to know Ah Mu's group of people, such as plagues, viruses, etc., they are not very old, except for Huang Quan, their average age is only 26 years old.

Just when Zhang Mu was talking happily with everyone, the frozen silkworm, the wild dragon, the wandering world, and the Chinese players who came to participate in the competition in the E and H regions came one after another, and the young people immediately chatted with each other.

"Brother Mu!" This is the commander-in-chief of the Chinese team in Area H, the game ID is 'Funeral Flower', and he is also a young man, he smiled at Zhang Mu.

After helping the compatriots go through all the formalities, the sky darkened, and before I knew it, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening, so I made an appointment for everyone to go to the restaurant for dinner.

After all, it's summer, and no matter how thin a person is, he will sweat, not to mention that Zhang Mu still has a little muscle on his body.

There are many players from all over the world who come to participate in the competition in the restaurant, and the appearance of Zhang Mu and Deng Jie attracted the attention of most of the people in the field, which is last year's champion, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese team 'Twelve Winged Angel'.

"Hahaha!" On the long table on the left, there was a hearty laughter, and a blonde man, accompanied by several companions, strode over, came to Zhang Mu with a smile on his face, and muttered a long list of English.

The blonde man in front of him was very kind-faced, Zhang Mu thought about it for a while, and immediately recognized him, it was the commander-in-chief of the last runner-up team, the 'Little William' of the American team.

Deng Jie whispered: "He said: Twelve Wings, I'm very happy to see you come to participate in the competition!" Remember what I said to you at the end of last year's competition? Next year's championship will go to our American team. ”

"Haha! Wife, you tell him: Dear William, I am also very happy to see you here! What you said to me last year, I naturally remember it in my heart, but you can't get a championship just by playing lipsticks, you have to rely on strength to speak! Zhang Mu shook William's hand with a smile, and nodded and smiled at the unfamiliar or familiar face behind William.

"See you at the time of the game! We speak with strength! William smiled and patted Zhang Mu's arm.

"Wife, I didn't expect you to speak English so slippery, without you, your husband and I would be embarrassed today." Zhang Mu was sweating profusely, and the English he had learned before had long been returned to his teacher as it was.

Deng Jie was also weak at this time, pinched him lightly, and muttered: "Fortunately, I had experience in dealing with foreigners when I was working in a hotel......

The brief chat between Zhang Mu and William Xiao fell into the eyes of a group of players not far away.

One of the players gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said quietly, "He's the Twelve-Winged Angel..."

When his companion heard this, he looked at it, and the corners of his mouth hung on a playful and weird smile.

"This year's champion is none other than us," said the man with a Leo game ID sneering.

(To be continued)