Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 553 - 324 Green Tea Divine Assist!

This side of country F is the home ground of DragonX, and today, a majority of the fans present are supporters of DragonX.

But at this very moment, the voices of FB fans are almost the only ones audible in the studio.

They are fewer in number, but their spirit is not the slightest bit inferior!

You just have to steam and cook a long face, there’s no other way! fгeewёbnoѵel_cσm

Compared to the jumping joy of FB fans, look at those from DragonX, some covering their faces, others pounding the ground.

To lose is one thing, but to lose so embarrassingly??

The members of the DragonX team are all so frustrated their faces are turning red, even redder than the flashy red lights on their chairs behind them!

To make the battle process appear more tense, the battle areas for the red and blue teams are both elevated, about three meters above the stage.

The commentators are currently reviewing the battle between the red and blue teams, and the big screen is replaying the moments of the Red Team’s tragic deaths. The elevated battle area has yet to be lowered, trapping the DragonX team members who can’t leave the stage. It’s like they’re put on display for public mockery, wishing they could find a crack to crawl into!

Especially the captain of team F’s mink, who, in shame and anger, threw his headset on the spot.

Thinking back to the bravado backstage, their faces are practically swelling.

Now all they hope for is not to encounter FB too early in the world finals, especially that pair of Xia siblings!

From today onwards, the words ’Night God’ will likely become an inescapable nightmare for DragonX, an even fiercer opponent than their own father!

The friendly match came to a successful conclusion, and finally, the platform of the battle area was lowered. Xia Xing got up and realized that Little Tiangao had been quiet for quite a while.

He rubbed the top of her head and asked in a doting voice, "So enchanted by the fashion week this time? Lost in thought?"

Xia Ye slowly shifted her gaze away from the screen, the corners of her mouth twitching, "Yeah... totally mesmerized..."

Xia Xing’s lips curled into a smile, thinking his sister was the most adorable thing in the universe: "Alright, we can go and see it in person tomorrow."

Indeed, pretty girls always like pretty clothes.

Leaving the stage, Pang Shen, with a cigarette in his mouth, leaned against the doorway leading backstage, looking at Xia Ye and the others with a grin, his casual demeanor not hiding the satisfaction and pride.

FB team has won countless friendly matches, but this victory is the most gratifying.

Moreover, this match was FB team’s first battle on the way to international fame, and also a warm-up for the world finals. Whether they played elegantly or not was critically important for the team’s morale.

Leading Little Tiangao forward, Xia Xing, passing by Pang Shen, stretched out his hand, casually took the cigarette from Pang Shen’s mouth, extinguished it in a trash can a few steps away, then said emotionlessly, "Smoking is prohibited backstage, don’t disgrace the team."

Pang Shen slowly exhaled the last bit of smoke and chuckled softly.

This Xia God, always trying to act cool, but no one loves the FB team more than he does.

Pang Shen’s gaze fell on the side, to Xia Ye, whom Xia Xing had wrapped an arm around.

What great virtue had he accumulated in his past life to stumble upon these two treasures!

This pair of siblings were born idols. Just a moment ago backstage, he’d overheard passing directors and staff discussing—apparently, the live chatroom was going crazy. Not only in F country but now in T country, H country, many nations that broadcasted this match are starting to echo with cheers for FB.

As long as the two of them are here, Pang Shen feels like he’s in for a happy retirement~

**

There’s a side door in the backstage area of the studio. The FB team changed clothes in the makeup room and left together through the back door.

To avoid running directly into the journalists waiting outside.

Pang Shen was responsible for some post-match tasks and couldn’t leave with them.

Strangely enough, their dressing room was right next to DragonX’s; they had even come across each other in the corridor before the match, but now, they hadn’t seen a single person from DragonX as they left backstage.

"Are they intentionally avoiding us?"

"Where is that momentum from before?"

Tian Ye pointed to a small door that wasn’t very visible, marked as an emergency exit: "I just saw them leave through the side door."

The teammates exchanged smiles.

"It really takes ’Father Night’ to step in and teach them a lesson~"

’Father Night’ slipped his hands into his pockets and lifted an eyebrow, all very low-key.

Parked outside the studio were several nanny vans waiting to pick them up. As the teammates climbed into one van, Xia Ye headed towards another.

Seeing this, Xia Xing asked, "Little Tiangao, not going back to the hotel?"

Stopping by the rear door of the van, Xia Ye said, "I want to check out the fashion exhibit."

She had been pondering the whole way and had decided to visit the venue personally to confirm if the scenes from her dreams were remembered incorrectly.

Xia Xing, certainly not at ease letting her go alone, especially since they hadn’t visited their mother since arriving in country F, turned around and joined her in the car: "Then alright, big brother will go with you."

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