Chapter 138: The sharp edge of the needle

"Woo woo woo!"

"Shhhhhh!"

"Hahaha!"

The curses and boos mixed together with the sound of hitting the barbed wire, just like a bullfight on the streets of Brooklyn, filled with a sense of tension.

In the hustle and bustle, the onlookers cast their eyes in attention, but quietly kept a distance to avoid being affected by the sparks.

As a result, the long corridor next to the practice field was lined with people who came to join in the fun, like a dough stick, and the scene was quite chaotic.

Fortunately, the organizers of the event had made preparations early on. These young people with excess hormones could start fighting at any time on impulse, so they naturally took precautions in advance.

The security guards arrived at the scene immediately, controlled the situation, and successfully controlled the Eagles players by threatening them with "disqualification". The Bruins players who were trapped in the practice field by barbed wire were confined by the security guards before they could get out.

The situation was finally under control.

When Culbert arrived late and passed by the training ground, things were almost over. He didn't say much, but just made his "signature move" to the Bruins players, raised his thumb, and then slowly stood upside down, with the corners of his mouth raised up to show a smile like Apollo.

"Grass!"

Thompson was the first to rush forward with clenched fists, but this time, Sale, DiJulio and others pulled Thompson back in time, shouting "calm down" repeatedly. However, Thompson was still upset and shouted at Cobert who held his head high.

"Coward! If you have the guts, come and compete with me on the field! You only have this little bit of character to complain about outside the field. You are just cowards who can't afford to lose!"

Because the event staff was nearby, Cobert did not continue the argument and reunited with his teammates. The group of people walked away under the supervision of security guards, and ultimately did not allow the situation to escalate further.

However, the reporters still gathered there and did not leave. After waiting for the Bruins' extra training to end, they swarmed over and surrounded the players.

The two star players, Thompson and Giron, remain the focus of the interviews.

Although Thompson has regained his composure, one can still smell some anger in his words.

"We are going to beat them."

"The biggest difference between us and them is that we won't say useless trash talk off the court. We will go on the court and prove ourselves with our strength."

“So, we’re going to beat them.”

Twice, Thompson expressed his beliefs with gritted teeth, then pushed away the reporters and walked away.

But in addition to this, Gawain was unexpectedly pushed to the forefront.

In just two months, the attention focused on Gao Wen has been crazy enough, but after arriving in Athens, the firepower of the U.S. Championship is different. The overwhelming flash lights made Gao Wen deeply feel the difference of the entire event, and it reached a new high in today's off-court topics.

For the first time in history, the number of reporters surrounding Gao Wen exceeded that of Thompson and Gillon, as if he was the biggest star in the team.

Gao Wen himself was also confused: What's going on?

"Gawain, Kerbert of the Eagles, he said he didn't know you because you weren't worth paying attention to."

Hmm? Gao Wen raised his eyebrows slightly. Was this a reporter's attempt to sow discord by quoting out of context?

If Gawain was really only eighteen years old, it would be difficult for him to remain calm and rational after hearing these words - no one likes such provocation.

But the problem is, Gawain is not. Hidden under this young skin is a soul that has experienced many battles. His first reaction is a little... special.

What do these reporters expect? If the reporters could read Gao Wen's thoughts, I'm afraid there would be a Dou E Yuan song at the scene. Although they often stir up trouble, it definitely doesn't mean that they always talk nonsense!

It's unfair, it's really unfair!

Gao Wen's thoughts turned around in his mind, and then he thought about the performance of the Eagles just now, and then he showed the most gentle smile ever.

"It doesn't matter. If he doesn't know me, I'll beat him until he knows me."

Terrible! The reporters closest to Gawain swore to heaven that they seemed to see a bloody aura in Gawain's eyes, like the red pupils of a devil, which made people shudder. Even though they knew that Gawain had no intention of targeting them, they still couldn't control the shivers that came out one after another.

I can't stop at all!

So scary! Don't mess with this guy easily! But, on second thought, I'm so excited!

Because now there will be something interesting to watch!

Gawain did not stay any longer, but just answered a question, then turned and left with MacDonald.

The reporters got the effect they wanted, so they didn't bother Gawain any more. But they were still not satisfied, so they swarmed to the University of Southern California. They were really looking for trouble and were ready to drag the Trojans into the battle.

The University of Southern California, which also successfully defeated its opponent 4:0 and advanced to the quarterfinals, has already entered a state of rest and relaxation. Looking at the second wave of reporters who gathered inexplicably, their heads were full of question marks. It was not until the reporters asked questions that they understood what was going on.

"The Bruins are about to play against the Eagles. Who do you think will win this game?"

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One is a mortal enemy in the same city, and the other is a fateful rival. Whose side will the players of the University of Southern California stand on?

Saramento is a bit introverted and reserved off the court. Facing reporters' pestering, he spoke the truth, "...it all depends on the performance on the field, but personally, I am more optimistic about the Bruins."

If Cobert had underestimated Gawain like he did in the beginning, then he would have lost the initiative in this game. Sacramento knew his rival in the same city very well, and he knew that he should never underestimate Gawain.

But to the journalist’s ears, the emphasis was slightly different.

Oh? You actually chose your city's mortal enemy? "Why? I thought you were your city's mortal enemy?"

There was a bright light in Saramento's eyes. "Because they are our most familiar opponents, we should be the ones to defeat them."

The Eagles are caught in the crossfire!

Are the Eagles not worthy? Do the Eagles not exist? Should the Eagles be the backdrop for the Los Angeles Derby?

For the two Los Angeles giants, their rivals in the same city are undoubtedly special. They hate each other and even want to tear their opponents apart, but in front of outsiders, they often join forces to fight the enemy, because the only one who can defeat this arch-enemy is themselves; moreover, they all hope that they can trample their arch-enemies in the same city under their feet in a dignified manner without having to rely on the hands of others.

"Eagles vs. Bruins?"

The Trojans certainly support the Bruins, just as Trojans No. 2 single Hanfman said.

“The Bruins beat the Eagles, and then we beat the Bruins to win the championship, it’s that simple.”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Now, everyone on the Hawks team was completely furious. The two Los Angeles teams were simply arrogant and didn't take them seriously at all. It was so frustrating!

Damn it.

Third update.

(End of this chapter)