By seven in the evening, the entire Huadu Stadium was bustling with excitement. Many citizens who came to watch the match had already lined up at the entrance with their tickets. After all, this match against the Wanshi Starlight Professional Team was a formal professional competition, attracting many fans.
"Pei Pei, Yu Qing..."
He Chengping and Xue Jianchao arrived, waving at Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing who had arrived earlier, and trotted over.
"You two are here. Where are Old Jin and Old Guan?"
Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing were waiting for them before going in together.
"I just called Old Jin. He said he'll be a bit late," He Chengping replied.
Just then, a Harley motorcycle slowly approached. It was Guan Hongyu, dressed in a leather jacket with an industrial style. He took off his helmet and shook his long, handsome hair, immediately attracting the attention of many girls around him. They exclaimed, "So handsome..."
"Old Guan, over here."
Xue Jianchao called out to him. Guan Hongyu nodded, locked his motorcycle, and then went over. He saw Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing whispering to each other, and he didn't know what they were talking about, causing Huang Yuqing to blush.
"Old Jin will be here later. Let's go in first," He Chengping said.
"Okay..."
Jiang Peipei and the others smiled and nodded. Guan Hongyu naturally had no objections and followed them in through another entrance, the players' entrance. They happened to run into the players from Wanshi.
"Our seats are over there..."
With Jiang Peipei's connections, their seats were naturally in the very first row of the spectator stands.
"So many people..."
Seeing that the stands were almost full, the scene was very lively.
Then, they saw Wan Dongming, dressed in a suit, holding Wan'er in his arms, with Wang Chulin and Ye Manni following behind. They were queuing up and heading towards Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing. He Chengping spotted them and immediately pointed, "Look, that seems to be Old Wan's second brother, Wan Dongming!"
"Oh, it really is."
Jiang Peipei turned to look. Although she hadn't interacted with Wan Dongming, she knew who he was.
"You are Wan Yunting's second brother, right?"
The enthusiastic Jiang Peipei immediately went forward and asked the approaching Wan Dongming's family.
"Yes, and you are?"
Seeing this beautiful woman, who was over 1.8 meters tall, Wan Dongming and Wang Chulin exchanged a look. They didn't recognize her at all.
"Hello, I'm Wan Yunting's classmate, and they are too..."
Jiang Peipei pointed to Huang Yuqing, Guan Hongyu, He Chengping, and Xue Jianchao sitting beside her. Wan Dongming and Wang Chulin nodded at them and smiled, "So you are all Yunting's classmates. Hello..."
"Your seats are also here, right?" Jiang Peipei asked.
"Yes, it seems to be this row."
Wang Chulin held a few tickets and pointed to some empty seats right next to Jiang Peipei and them. Huang Yuqing knew these were the seats arranged by Wan Yunting.
The group then sat down. Wan Dongming and Wang Chulin chatted with Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing, and they learned that they were all Wan Yunting's university classmates...
At this time, Wan Yunting, Luo Zhixiang, and other players were already in the locker room of the stadium. Feng Biao was giving them his final instructions, "In short, we must win this game tonight."
"Understood..."
Luo Zhixiang, Zhou Mian, Zhu Li, Cao Jinghua, Yang Zaiyu, and other players all shouted loudly, as if they had been injected with chicken blood, ready to thrash the Wanshi Professional Team once they stepped onto the court.
"Go on."
Feng Biao waved his hand, and Luo Zhixiang and the others went out. Wan Yunting followed behind. Feng Biao patted his shoulder and smiled, "Yunting, you rest for a while. I'll let you play if the situation requires it."
"Okay, Coach Feng. I'll go out and accompany my friends."
Wan Yunting didn't care. It was fine even if he didn't play tonight, as long as Luo Zhixiang and the others could win.
Feng Biao nodded and smiled, leading them out. As they entered the court entrance, they happened to run into the Wanshi Professional Team. Leading their team was a tall, slightly overweight middle-aged man named Li Hetong, the head coach of the Wanshi Professional Team.
Following Li Hetong were Wang Feng, a player over two meters tall, and the team's power forward. Next was Lin Jianghua, also over two meters tall, the team's center and core player!
Following behind were Wu Chunjian, who was 1.99 meters tall and the team's shooting guard, Zhang Qingshan, the point guard, and the last young player, Song Hui. Song Hui was a newly recruited player for the Wanshi Professional Team, standing at 1.98 meters, playing small forward!
"Old Feng, long time no see."
Li Hetong saw Feng Biao and cupped his hands, saying with a smile, "We last met a year ago in the Zhongshi match. I didn't expect we'd meet again in this national league."
"Yes, Old Li."
Feng Biao also smiled and shook hands with Li Hetong, saying, "In that match in Zhongshi, your players were all brave and skilled, and they really made us suffer."
"Haha..."
Li Hetong laughed. The match in Zhongshi last year had indeed made Feng Biao's Huadu Professional Team suffer badly. "Old Feng, for this important match tonight, we are going all out to get a ticket to the national league, so we won't hold back."
The players behind him, including Wang Feng and Lin Jianghua, all looked provocatively at Luo Zhixiang and Zhou Mian. A standoff ensued, with palpable tension.
Perhaps Luo Zhixiang and Zhu Li felt indignant about losing to the Wanshi Professional Team in the Zhongshi match last time. Now, they were all like they had been injected with chicken blood, and they provocatively shouted at Wang Feng and Lin Jianghua without hesitation, "We'll blow you up tonight!"
"Tsk..."
These words made Wang Feng, Lin Jianghua, Wu Chunjian, and other players sneer dismissively and arrogantly say, "We could beat you last year, and we can make you cry again this year."
"Heh heh..."
Cao Jinghua and Yang Zaiyu chuckled coldly. They weren't angry at Wang Feng and Lin Jianghua's words, "We'll see who cries tonight!"
Wang Feng, Lin Jianghua, Wu Chunjian, Zhang Qingshan, and Song Hui exchanged glances. They thought Luo Zhixiang and the others would be angry, but instead, they appeared full of confidence.
Could it be that they had some secret weapon tonight?
"Haha, Old Feng, it's getting late. Let's go in together."
Li Hetong laughed heartily. Feng Biao also smiled and nodded, making a gesture of invitation. Both sides led their players onto the court.
Suddenly, cheers erupted throughout the stadium. The four stands were filled with fans and citizens, all beating their balloon sticks. Most of them were cheering for the Huadu Professional Team, while some were supporting the Wanshi Professional Team.
After all, tonight was the home game for the Huadu Professional Team. Luo Zhixiang, Zhou Mian, and others who entered the arena waved to the fans in the stands and then went to the resting area beside the court to prepare for the match.
"Yunting..."
Sitting in the first row of the stands behind their resting area, Wan Dongming and Wang Chulin, Jiang Peipei and Huang Yuqing, Guan Hongyu and Jin Xiuwen, and He Chengping and Xue Jianchao all waved and called out when they saw Wan Yunting approach.
"You're all here."
Wan Yunting went over and greeted them with a smile, then sat directly beside his second brother. Then, Wan'er, in his arms, was seeing a stadium and so many people for the first time, and she was also very excited.