"Younger martial brother, why is it different from what I think? You see, the whole stadium is full of people in yellow clothes, and few people in red clothes?" Fan Xi came to the football field, this is his first sigh.

An Su Dong did not squint, said: "of course, those people are buying the peninsula team gambling, and our country's people, have long been heartbroken, spend money here to watch their country's team lose, it is better to buy this money to eat something delicious, to do what?"

"That's true."

Fan Xi nodded and said angrily, "what happened to those kids of the national team? China is a great country. Is this little football so despised?"

Wang Weijie almost buried his head in his crotch, which only fan Xi dared to say.

An Su Dong light smile, "big elder martial brother said is, I also think so."

"It's true that heroes have seen something similar, but it doesn't matter. Here we are, younger martial brother. Huaxia has hope."

Fan Xi patted his chest, turned to look at other people, said: "soon the ball will pass to me, win."

"Sure to win?"

A referee who knew Chinese came up and laughed, "brother, you can't talk too much. I've seen too many Chinese teams. They were all eliminated in the first game."

"See the audience?" The man in his 40s points to the stands. They are all for the peninsula team. You are under a lot of pressure

"Who are you?" Fan Xi's brow slightly frowned, "look at your seal hall blackening, recently should be no less bad luck, still have leisure to think about us?"

"You..."

The referee's face was red, and he scolded, "I am the referee!"

"Referee, I'm sorry." Niu came up drunk.

"Who are you?"

The referee looked at a Niu, his clothes were not neat, he could still smell a strong breath of wine, and he didn't have a good way: "what are you doing on the court? It's quite a caddie. You're over the age. You're a fan. Go away

"Players."

An Sudong said with a smile: "they are all players of my Penglai team. Mr. referee, what's the matter?"

"Is that how your players are?" Referee even more disdain, "OK, thanks to Laozi bought 100000 Peninsula team, early know so buy more."

"The referee also gambles?" Wang Weijie yelled.

"Can you die if you keep your voice down?" The referee glared at him, "otherwise, you think you have to come to see what the Penglai team is. Now I'm relieved."

Then the referee turned and walked towards the peninsula team. His attitude changed 180 degrees. He talked and laughed in pure Island language.

"The dog's eyes are low!" Cui Yong vomited in the back.

An Sudong turned around and said, "OK, let's move. Don't worry about what we should do."

Wang Weijie took a look at the fans outside the stadium. "Mr. an, I didn't say that there are really few fans supporting us today."

"I watched last year's games, not many, but certainly more than this year's, or that sentence, let people spend money to see us lose, no one is willing to, want more fans, then beautiful win, all the way up to the finals."

Ansudong raised his hand, pointed around, said: "those places, will be our fans."

"Well said!"

Fan Xi clapped his hands, "younger martial brother has ambition. That's what I think. Come more beautiful girls and watch me show my strength. That's what makes me energetic."

It seems that fan Xi is on the way of developing the second spring.

“……”

A group of people are full of black lines in their heads. An Sudong doesn't mean that at all, does he?

The game begins.

Kojiro also made a 10-0 gesture to them, and then confidently said a few words to the referee before returning to his forward position.

"Your ball right!" The referee waved a small flag in his hand and gave the ball to an Suo Dong.

"You don't have to fight for the ball?" Wang Weijie's brain is full of paste.

Is this still a regular game?

"The referee said contemptuously:" Peninsula team agreed that the ball right to you, they have no pressure

"Lying trough!"

A group of people scolded.

Kick off, the right to the ball to ansudong them, they really want to see Wang Weijie directly kick the ball to fan Xi, fan Xi this just face excited run with the ball.

"What happened to No. 7 of Penglai team?"

"Sleeping?"

Kojiro several looked at a Niu actually snore out, can't help laughing, this is to give up the rhythm of the game.

"Sure enough, there is no pressure to win. Now it's even more boring." Kojiro full face of contempt, "grab the ball, I want to score."

In a word, immediately there are two guards rushed to intercept fan Xi, to grab the ball.

The audience outside also laughed.

Even if a Niu sleeps, what about the others?

Ansu Dong was standing in a big way. People who didn't know thought he was counting the grass on the lawn.

There are Dong Feng and sun Biyang. They are all busy, so they just need to bring the game machine for entertainment. Of course, they don't like playing the game machine.

The only normal thing is Cui Yong and Wang Weijie. They are ready to fight, but they are all soy sauce.

"It seems that Penglai team is going to give up the game." The commentator sat on the high platform, looking at the members of Penglai team on the field, and said to his colleagues: "originally I thought Penglai team would struggle to death. Now, it's just the rhythm of giving up the game and preparing to admit defeat."

Another commentator said: "there's nothing to be curious about. Instead of running around on the field in this hot day, it's better to give up and let the other side score. Chinese teams come to participate in the World League. Don't they play soy sauce every year?"

"Ha ha..."

The two commentators burst out laughing.

In the capital of China, countless fans are still concerned about watching TV.

"Grass, what's the matter with the Penglai team? Even if they lose, they have to do their best. They've lost their shame abroad."

"That's to say, it's better to watch them play football than to watch three-year-old kids. Damn, they waste electricity."

"Don't worry. Let's have a look. I've heard that No. 8 of Penglai team is very good at playing. I didn't see No. 8 passing the half court with the ball."

……

Not only Huaxia, but also many people all over the world are watching the game. Many fans like to watch the superstar's game, and many people like to watch Huaxia's game, because Huaxia's players are too delicious. It's like listening to funny movies after watching a game. I want to know how many jokes Huaxia's team will make this year.

"Look, only player No. 8 passed the half by himself. It's a joke." The commentator would not let go of any chance of ridicule, making fun of the camera.

"Is No.8 player of Penglai team lost?" Another commentator couldn't help laughing.