Do people with powerful force and ability have their own aura of suppression?

He won't admit that his young prince can't compare with an ordinary Chinese player.

Not even if this person is full of magical flashes.

But at this time, Hamadan, who was deeply convinced by Gu Zheng's force and bearing, was like a fan brother with a bunch of assistant bodyguards, and very warmly led Gu Zheng's team to the direction of the hotel.

If it hadn't been for the reminder of the competition staff next to him, Gu Zheng would have gone to the banquet in this dusty riding suit.

"This player, there is a celebration after the completion of the king's Cup in Dubai. Do you need to participate?"

Oh, I almost forgot this. Jiang Yue nodded in the direction of the prince and took out a very expensive camera from the side pocket of his shoulders.

This is a wonderful moment and the most favorite part of this event. How can we miss it!

After Jiang Yue assembled this very professional photography outfit, he nodded to the entourage of the Chinese team surrounded by Gu Zheng.

"Here is the most exciting moment for the players who finished the king's Cup in Dubai."

"Comrades, get up!"

With Jiang Yue's order, the originally scattered crowd quickly gathered around Gu Zheng. When he was unprepared, he lifted him up.

"What do you want? I tell you, I'm a man with high force value!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Gu Zheng's threat didn't play any role in intimidating. Everyone laughed and responded to him: "yes, yes, you are the best at ordinary times, but today you have to be at our mercy."

With the movement of this group of people, the teams of other countries passing by also gave very kind smiles and applause.

Even many riders who had experienced Gu Zheng's treatment, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, voluntarily joined the coax team.

"Come on, everybody, hey, hey!"

The people who sang the long-term work song made concerted efforts to carry Gu Zheng to the very empty open-air field in the rider's rest area.

In addition to the simple rest chairs and the wine area, there are only some strange long queues composed of large blue plastic buckets.

Seeing this, Gu Zheng raised his head and looked at the direction they were about to pass: "I said, what is that?"

"You don't want to throw me into the bucket?"

"I said, although I am thin, he has material. I tell you, if I throw it in, I will be the card owner."

"Hey, my image, NIMA, how can there be water in the bucket!"

"Why is the water so full? You must not be so cruel!"

"I x, you really throw it!"

"Poop!"

No matter how much Gu Zheng's words nagged on top of the people's heads, they couldn't stop their footsteps.

This group of people finally threw Gu Zheng into these buckets with satisfaction... They saw the most pleasing bucket and successfully completed the final celebration of the Dubai King's Cup belonging to the Chinese team.

This is the tradition after the Dubai King's cup.

As long as the players who have successfully completed the king's cup, without exception, they should enjoy a cold water bath in the desert.

Let them feel the coolness of Dubai.

Now Gu Zheng, with his two long legs hanging on the edge of the bucket, is struggling helplessly like a turtle turned over by someone.

"Hey, people are thrown in. Help me. Who will pull me?"

"Seriously, I'm stuck. Can you stop smiling and say the deepest revolutionary friendship?"

"The prince in the thief's white robe over there doesn't hurry to rescue your distant friend?"

But after Gu Zheng said these words, everyone watched the excitement even more.

Hamadan has never seen such a living treasure in his life.

Beside him, in addition to the local tyrants with the same weight as him, he is surrounded by flattering subordinates and partners in business contacts that do not involve emotion.

Like Gu Zheng, he didn't treat him as a local tyrant prince at all. His friends who cut in like this in the way of ordinary people really made him feel too rare.

So when Gu Zheng cried for help, Prince Hamadan not only didn't go to help, but looked around. Looking at the chaos, no one noticed him, he silently slipped his white robe, which was not very convenient to act, and then carefully kicked Gu Zheng's leg into the bucket with his feet.

"Is this more comfortable? You're welcome, Gu Zheng. We're friends!"

Fuck your friends!

The tiger is finally getting angry.

Gu Zheng, who broke out, pouted his buttocks and made a word for word support, and then everyone heard a loud noise.

"Click"

"Wow!"

The big blue plastic bucket... Broke. A large amount of cold water filled in it flowed on the ground, scattered countless buckets on one side, and finally disappeared on the vast desert land because of the lack of follow-up.

"Ha ha! The quality of the barrels prepared by your organizing committee is not very good! I Hu Hansan is alive again!"

"Up, where to escape!"

After that, Gu Zheng planned to catch the person closest to him and throw them into the bucket, so that they could also taste the desert with great temperature difference between day and night and the taste of being thrown into ice water in that cold night.

"Wow, ha ha! Hero, spare your life!"

At that time, the scene was full of laughter. Riders from many countries gathered here. In the end, it became a big fight between riders. For a moment, there was no difference between national boundaries, ethnic estrangement and poor language. It was like a party of horse lovers, There was a carnival of water sprinkling Festival on this square.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Jiang Yue, who has been watching from the wall, carefully protected the photography equipment in front of him and recorded the wonderful scenes in the field.

These are the glorious moments of Gu Zheng, a man who is always breaking through people's imagination and creating miracles. He needs a person like Jiang Yue to record every bit of his glorious life.

……

Gu Zheng, you deserve it.

……

Life is like this, there is a wonderful moment, there is a closing moment.

As the temperature dropped again and again, a small wind blew gently. After sneezing one after another, everyone looked at each other happily and ran to the inner hall of the hotel at the terminal.

This carnival about glory and friendship came to a successful end in everyone's smile.

Jiang Yue, who has obtained very wonderful materials, led Gu Zhengxian back to the hotel room to change his clothes.

Comrade Hamadan also needs to replace his crazy clothes and robes in his room.

Because they all remember that there was a very solemn private dinner between the prince and his new friend Gu Zheng.

In this gap, Jiang Yue was not idle. He specially returned to his room and passed the wonderful photos to Bei Jun, who was crouching at the other end of the computer.

The brief introduction of the game in the email is very clear, and the content of the photos is also very wonderful.

As for the video that saved the prince, it's a pity that Jiang Yue doesn't have the authority to ask for it from someone else's assistant.

I just hope the prince of Dubai doesn't think this is a disgraceful scandal and can keep this news video intact.

As for now, Bei Jun crouched at the other end of the computer. After browsing these wonderful photos, he was very interested and immediately buried himself in news editing.

Such wonderful photos must be sent to the largest comprehensive website to reflect its due news value.

Which is the most wonderful website in the sports section?

It's you, Sina!