Misunderstood.

What a misunderstanding.

It would have been fine if they were financial reporters, but this group of people were sports reporters, mostly from outside the country, and no one knew the little prince.

It's not just them.

People who are not close to him really don’t know Qiao Yu’s identity.

After all, the prince is tall, has good martial arts skills, and has excellent bones.

In addition to his handsome appearance and young age, it is hard to tell at first glance.

Seeing this scene, the whole audience was stunned!

The cold royal sister x the cute little wolf dog!

I knock!

Qiao Yu was also dumbfounded.

"I am the special guest today." A certain 'cold lady' explained: "I didn't expect you to be here too."

Qiao Yu didn't reply, just stared at her little cheongsam.

Lin Nian smiled, flipped up his long hair, and looked at a certain dragon tenderly, looking beautiful and sassy.

"Oh my gosh, my Nian Nian is so pretty!"

"So beautiful! Good figure!"

"Nian Nian, look here!"

Fans in the audience screamed and cheered!

However, a certain dragon pointed at her arm with a serious look on his face.

"Lin Nian, you have goosebumps. Aren't you cold?"

"..."

Qiao Yu wrapped her little cotton-padded jacket tightly.

Now it's December. When she got up this morning, her senior brother turned out all her autumn clothes and trousers for her.

But what about Lin Nian?

With her bare legs and arms, she was freezing for her.

Lin Nian blushed and pinched a certain dragon with his claws.

You steely straight man, bah, straight woman!

Qiao Yu felt a pain in her arm and was shocked.

Finished.

If Lin Nian comes over, he won't want to snatch his little cotton-padded jacket.

No wonder they are so close to each other and even pinch themselves for hints!

When she thought this, she quickened her pace and ran away quickly.

Poor Lin Nian, he chased her behind wearing ten centimeter high heels.

Big pig's hooves! Little dragon!

Slow down!

Everyone: "..."

Are these two showing off their affection?

Really? Really?

...

The arena was like a blazing fire.

The red color belonging to Yan Shen set the whole audience on fire!

Thousands of people chanted, and everyone watched!

"National Team! Must win!"

"National Team! Come on!"

The audience roared and looked at the national martial arts team with provocative expressions on their faces!

The young boys held their swords solemnly, not at all timid because of this battle.

"One day, the whole audience will cheer for us!"

Su Heng had a resolute face, patted the shoulders of his junior fellow apprentices with his generous palms, and had firm eyes.

The younger brothers nodded seriously.

"Come on, Senior Brother! Beat them up!"

"Brother Ziheng, come on! You are not alone!"

So what if there are many of them!

You are not alone!

We are behind you!

"A chivalrous person travels, makes friends with martial arts, and makes a name for himself with chivalry. Hello everyone, I am the host of this show, Wang Yang."

"This program is sponsored by Lychee TV, Orange Video, and Lemon Pictures."

"In addition, I would like to thank Nanshan Wuyuan for its strong support to the program team!"

The host recited a series of advertising slogans skillfully and got down to the topic.

"First of all, we invite the special guest for this arena, Lin Nian."

The camera was focused on Lin Nian's delicate face, and the whole audience cheered!

"Next to me is Jiang Yan, the head coach of the National Dou Team!"

The whole place exploded!!!

The two words "Jiang Yan" pushed the opening atmosphere to a climax!

"Also, the head coach of our national martial arts team, Qiao Yu!"

Director Hu personally controlled the camera and gave Qiao Yu a big close-up.

The young man nodded and smiled, generous and humble.

The applause was sporadic and a bit less.

"National Military Team! Come on!"

Suddenly, a roar resounded throughout the audience!

Qiao Yu suddenly turned around.

Meet Teacher Xu’s excited eyes.

It's not just him.
Chapter completed!