Huang Jianxiang just sat down and disappeared again. He probably had to go to the photography team to meet up.

A big bowl like him only needs technicians to prepare everything, and then he stands on the stage and then explains, but not everyone is as comfortable as him. He is more like a trip. The Guangzhou Sports Station commentator he partnered with has been working hard with the photography team. This is the huge gap between the great god and the flop...

"I've always been a little uneasy. I feel a little scared when I see a crowded place recently. Maybe I'm scared in China." Liu Hao was a little restless. Although he was afraid that Zidane would remind them to be quiet again, he still couldn't help but whisper to Peng Weiguo.

"Silly x, do you think football stars will bring bombs into the court?"

Damn, when did Peng Weiguo become so smart? Liu Hao suddenly felt that he was indeed more like a stupid ×, so he was so worried...

"Seed player in Group A--" Ronaldo smiled so brightly, his rabbit teeth shining, as if the incident in the morning really did not affect his mood, "Diego Maradona, one of the kings of football on this planet."

This planet - Ronaldo is an alien. Does his words also imply that Maradona is just the king of football on this planet? And one of the kings of football naturally wants to say that there is another king of football on Earth, Bailey.

The applause rang out. It was no surprise that the Polo King was a seed player in Group A. Lao Ma's skills under his feet had reached the pinnacle. Who dares to say that he is better than him?

However, there are boundaries between seeds and non-seeds in free kicks. Isn’t that arguing from the side? Does the seed players’ free kick skills rank above non-seeds? Liu Hao thinks this grouping is a bit unreasonable, but he can’t think of other better methods.

"Group B seed player--" Ronaldo paused and did not immediately say his name, but the background light seemed to have eyes, and it actually shone directly on Liu Hao's body.

Who the hell thought that the light was so spiritual! It wrapped Liu Hao tightly and couldn't escape even if it wanted to. The guests present all threw surprise eyes at Liu Hao.

Who is this guy? They are all old guys who have not been in the football world for many years. No one can recognize Liu Hao!

"Liu——Hao———” Ronaldo opened his mouth wide, making the word Liu Hao sound longer, but there is no adjective before his name...

Everyone's performance was completely unsuccessful and they didn't react for several seconds.

Zidane, who was still sitting on Liu Hao's left, was awake.

Papa! Papa! Papa! Papa!

It would be easier to have him take the lead in applauding, and other applauses also rumbling, and finally the cold scene turned into a hot scene.

Although I don’t know who Liu Hao is, applause is a must! The minimum performance of a gentleman.

"Haha, this is a free kick master from the mysterious China. You will see his amazing performance!" Ronaldo did not use too many words to describe Liu Hao. He just ignored everyone's curiosity after a brief introduction...

"The seed player in Group C - from one of my best friends, David Beckham, the world's most handsome David!" Ronaldo's voice was much louder... The audience's applause rang out in time, and David's free kick should be among the seed players. This is beyond refutation. Ronaldo was very satisfied with the audience's reaction and continued to read.

"Team D seed player - Oh my God! It's not such a coincidence! It's still one of my best friends, Qi Zu..." He did not call Zidane's name directly, but used Chinese to pull the word "Zu" very long, "Yes, Zidendian Yazd Zidane!"

Everyone was stunned at first, and then the warmest applause erupted. The king Zidane deserves a seed quota...

"Oh my god, Ronnie is showing a strong conspiracy on the stage. Isn't there any idea to list me as a seed player, right? If all the seed players in the ABCD group break through the siege, will they fight against each other? If I think correctly, this guy will list the other four Brazilian players as seed players next, and then fight against each other, and finally make sure one of them enters the finals..." Liu Hao and Peng Weiguo analyzed.

"It sounds like this. With Qi Zu, Lao Bei, you fought with the King of Football, and in the end there was only one who survived, and then faced the lower half of the area, tsk... But, that's not the case, I'm here to make soy sauce?" Peng Weiguo almost vomited blood. After thinking about this, he suddenly felt very sad. "But it's not good to make soy sauce. It's the same for any group to go, and so many people make soy sauce..."

"Group E seed player - a legendary star from Brazil, Robert Carlos wants to take a detour when he sees Juninho Penanbucano!" Ronaldo shouted louder. Juninho is not an exaggeration to be the most awesome free kick master in Brazil's history. Roni's roar was actually very confident. Robert Carlos was also shot while lying down, and Roni brought him out and teased him.

It caused laughter in the audience...

"The seed player in Group F - the Football Elf Prince, a guy who is fatter than me, has less girlfriends than me, and has less sir than me - Ronaldinho!"

This prefix is ​​becoming more and more unreasonable. Ronaldo is the biggest victim. The bunch of adjectives can be regarded as a hit on his head... He was originally standing on the court and hosting the show with him, but he secretly left the scene while the light was dim.

"What about people..."

"I really want to talk about this guy in Group G. I originally wanted to be the chairman of the World Cup organizing committee, but in order not to be this thing, he would rather play for two more years. This guy is my best partner, Rivaldo Vido Boba Ferreira!"

"The H seed player - from God's favorite, who has bronchitis - Kaka!"

"..." All guessed right! Liu Hao and Peng Weiguo looked at each other and smiled.

Why do you have to laugh...

"Of course, the champion of the Free Kick Masters can compete with me for another championship. As for what kind of championship it is? I will tell you after the results come out. I wish you all a happy night and a good result in the Masters..." The last sentence finally seemed like a human being.

It's really a waste that Ronaldo doesn't want to be a host, and maybe he can get the best honor in this field.

After saying all the big names, it was naturally not his turn to continue to host. Robert Carlos walked out of the backcourt with a microphone in his hand: "When someone saw me appear, he immediately ran away. In fact, what he was afraid of is me! He couldn't run away from me every time he was 100 meters away from me, so he always ran away one second earlier than me."

His joke immediately caused everyone to laugh...

Actually, Carlos' speed is also slower than Ronaldo's speed. Ronaldo's speed is 100 meters and 10.4 seconds, while Carlos's speed is about 10.6 seconds. But Ronaldo is not present, he said it.

"Xiaopang, how fast is your 100-meter speed?" Peng Weiguo smiled and asked Liu Hao sideways.

"Uh..." This sentence is a bit hard to say, "I tested it once a long time ago when I was in college, and it seemed to be 16.6 seconds..." (I can watch the final with peace of mind. I personally hope that Real Madrid will win the tenth championship...)
Chapter completed!