"Ha ha, let's give our best wishes. I hope that the Penglai football team of Huaxia will not lose too badly, and the peninsula football team will also save some face for them." The two hosts just finished, maybe they couldn't help smiling. The camera wisely inserted an advertisement.

"These bastards!" Wang Weijie scolded, "what is this nonsense? Don't you know it's a provocation to our country?"

"It's normal for the reporters of the sports channel of country m to provoke. In recent years, China has developed rapidly. Country m has long been regarded as a thorn in the flesh. If we don't pull it out, we will not be happy. The Organizing Committee of the World League is not the Ambassador of country m. We have been premeditated to make a fool of ourselves."

An Sudong has no feeling about it. It's aimed at us. What else do you expect?

What can be done is to fight back with actions, so that those who want to watch the fun know that they have made a big mistake, "let's go back and have a good rest."

"Mr. Ann!"

Wang Weijie hesitated and said: "one more thing, I got off the plane and answered a phone call. In the domestic gambling market, there are almost no players who bet on our national team. They all bet on other countries to win and we lose."

"Er..."

"Very angry!"

Wang Weijie clapped his hands and said: "I was very angry when I knew it. How can I not believe us so much, mother."

"It's not that Chinese people don't believe us, nor do they really feel sick when they see our Chinese players playing football. It's because they are disappointed. They have given the national football team too much hope, too many opportunities, one year, ten years, but the opportunities are not unlimited. Wang Weijie, for too long, the hope given by Chinese people has long been dashed by you players, Now you're saying that you're disappointed. Why are you so disappointed? "

An Su Dong patted him on the chest, "you tell me, do you have this qualification?"

Wang Weijie refused: "why not?"

"The dwarfs of the island country have better physical fitness than our Chinese people?" An Sudong laughed, "they are short men, because they eat too much sea water, and their physique can't compare with us. They can do it. Why can't our great players do it?"

"Why?"

"Because of shame, because of patriotism, because of the sense of national honor and mission."

Ansudong said in a sonorous voice, "what have you players done? After the game is entertainment, is to enjoy, every day in the head is not to eat, is a woman, when others desperately training, you are still on the woman's belly, how do you feel to win? "

"I didn't!"

"Ha ha..." an Sudong shook his head, patted him on the shoulder and said, "even if you don't have it, football is not a sport for one person. Of course, except for my elder martial brother, the other ten people are lazy. It's useless for you to work hard."

"Let's go." An Sudong put his hands into his pocket and walked in, "go back to sleep, now no one is watching us, no one believes us, it doesn't matter, after tomorrow, someone will believe us."

"Mr. ANN, do you really have this confidence?" Wang Weijie was full of motivation for a moment.

"Confidence lies in your heart. You don't even have confidence in your heart, let alone win. You don't believe in yourself, let alone expect others to believe you."

Without looking back, an Sudong whistled up the stairs.

You don't believe in yourself, let alone expect others to believe in you.

Wang Weijie seems to have found his own life motto. He recites it repeatedly in his mouth. His eyes are bright and he seems to be about to cry. He pinches his thigh hard.

"Ouch, it hurts... Wahaha, yes, I have to believe in myself. I don't believe in myself. How can others believe?"

Wang Weijie jumped up excitedly, facing several men and women, looking at him strangely, thinking that he was a psychopath.

"What are you looking at? The island dwarfs are waiting for me. I'll let you out in the first qualifying match!" Wang Weijie yelled, pushed away the man in front of him and walked in with his head high.

"Elder martial brother, is this boy losing his mind?" A Niu is sitting on the stairs, chewing ice cream and banging fan Xi with his arm.

Fan Xi is staring at several girls' miniskirts, "ah?"

"That fool."

Fan Xi looked at Wang Weijie, a face not interested, said: "that fool said what you still care about ah, tomorrow give the ball to me, I want to let thousands of beautiful women fall in love with me."

A Niu looked at him and said, "elder martial brother, please put on your shoes before you want to enchant thousands of girls. I'll eat. If you don't want to, I don't mind roasting you with samadhi fire."

Fan Xi trembled and said with a dry smile: "ha ha, ha ha, I know. The charm of men always needs to smell a little to attract more beautiful women. I haven't heard that smelly men stink men, men don't stink, but no beautiful women like them."

……

The next day, early in the morning, they went to Los Angeles. It was a three hour drive. Because they were not a famous big club, and their boss was Andong, they didn't have the treatment of a big club. On the way to Los Angeles, no one gave them a car or a car.

Every seat in the carriage was full of people. Next to an Sudong, a middle-aged man of Chinese origin was looking up and down at an Sudong curiously.

"What's wrong with me?" An Su Dong felt his face, "something?"

"No!"

The man chuckled, shrugged, and laughed like Mickey Mouse. "You went to Los Angeles to watch the game, too?"

"You too?"

"Of course."

The man laughed and handed ansu a business card. "My name is Zhang Baichuan. This time I bought a million Peninsula teams to win. Brother, do you want to buy some? I have channels here. You can bet with your mobile phone. "

Ansudong said nothing, Zhang Baichuan looked at him sincerely, "brother, don't hesitate, I tell you, it's a good thing, you follow me to buy Peninsula team, guarantee to win."

"Why not buy our national Penglai football team?" Ansudong took over his business card and looked at it. "I heard that Penglai football team is also an excellent football team."

"Cut!"

Zhang Baichuan close to an Sudong, looked around and said: "I tell you the truth, the Penglai football team, is to take a bad luck to have this place, even if the domestic A-Team is to be abused, not to mention the unknown Penglai football team, that is a clown football team, must lose, believe me, guarantee right."