บท 1782: We Are The Champion!

Xue Yaoyao watched them from backstage. Her fingers were trembling.

The image paused on the youngster's face.

She didn't have silver-hair anymore. However, when she placed her hands in her pocket and smiled handsomely, she looked the same as the first time they met.

Xue Yaoyao felt that she would never forget the moment when the youngster turned her head and said, "Yaoyao, let's play competitions together, shall we?"

Before she met this youngster she was weak, timid, and fat. She was like a good-for-nothing.

Sometimes, she found it unfair. Why were dark moments so hard to endure?

After she met this youngster, she understood that every human would have to go through the night.

Walking in the night sky with a dragon blade in her hand. That was what she should do.

Even if she was a lady, she could have a hero dream.

Like now, she was wearing a word on her back. China!