In a flash, the whole of China was boiling. Airports all over the country were almost full of people, and countless people could not book their air tickets, because Penglai football team and even major airports used to have only three flights to Los Angeles a day, but now they have increased to seven flights, let alone to other cities in M country. As long as the flights to m country, no matter how far they are from Los Angeles, they will go, Then take the bus to Los Angeles.

The game has been going on for half of the time. At half-time, fan Xi completely disabled all the new substitutes. He fell on the ground and gasped. He was afraid that he would belch at any time if he couldn't breathe.

"Mr. ANN, we didn't score in the half."

Although Wang Weijie has seen their obvious advantage, he is still worried that he didn't score in the half.

An Su Dong is eating ice cream, "I said, one to zero, the elder martial brother has a score in his heart."

"Is it really one to zero?" Wang Weijie looks at fan Xi and believes that he can score a goal, but scoring a goal is not enjoyable.

It's not easy to get a chance to be proud and score a goal, which is too cheap for the grandsons of the peninsula team.

"What you say is what you say." An Sudong said with a smile, "have a rest. No, it seems that we are all bored. We are going to sleep. It's elder martial brother who has a rest. We will continue in the second half."

"I'm not tired yet!" Fan Xi is lively, not at all tired.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

"Who is it?" A Niu leaned against the door. Suddenly someone knocked on the door, which made him jump. He opened the door, rolled his eyes and said, "what's the matter? We don't want to sell insurance. "

This is one of the most profitable occupations that a Niu knew when he came to the outside world. Of course, an Sudong cheated him, saying that he made the most money selling insurance. He became rich and married his daughter-in-law, so that a Niu almost wanted to sell insurance.

So when he saw that someone came to the door, he felt that it was selling insurance. He was very angry. He didn't go and his money was earned by others. Can he give him a good face?

Jason gave a dry smile. He was one of the commentators. Looking at the half-time break, he sneaked over.

"What's the matter?" Asked an Sudong.

Jason looked around mysteriously and closed the door directly. "Hello, brothers of Huaxia. My name is Jason. I'm the commentator. Today's game..."

He spoke in broken Chinese and looked at fan Xi. "The No. 8 player is really wonderful."

“……”

What is the expression of this product?

A group of people are too lazy to pay attention to him. They don't know what his main idea is. A commentator, even if he comes to celebrate, at least he has to finish the game. He doesn't come here at this time to talk nonsense.

"Brother, brother eight."

"What's the matter?" Fan Xi looked at him idly, "if you have something to say, don't delay me to chat with the girls."

"Ah?"

Jason looks at fan Xi's mobile phone. It's really showing off in a group full of girls. Let people watch his game.

"Let's talk about the main idea. Don't disturb my elder martial brother." An Sudong can't see any more. This guy is just like salted fish. It's not a good way to hang here.

"I bought three hundred thousand dollars and Penglai team won."

Jason held out his finger, "so in the second half, you must score, you can't draw."

Hula.

A group of people stood up, incredible looking at Jason, did not expect that someone really bought them to win.

"You're not kidding?" Wang Weijie could hardly believe his ears. He thought he must have heard wrong.

"No!"

Jason explained: "I'm very optimistic about Chinese football every year, but I haven't met a team as strong as you, so it's not smooth. But this year, I feel I can make a lot of money."

"Do you really think so?" Cui Yong walked around him and said, "I don't believe that Chinese football is rotten cabbage. Rotten cabbage can't be rotten any more. Unless you have money to burn it, a fool won't buy it..."

Pop!

"Oh, brother Wang, what are you doing with me?" Cui Yong showed his teeth in pain.

"Your sister, cool off!"

Wang Weijie pushed him away, "do you owe money, so you are ready to take a chance?"

Wang Weijie knows more about these things than an Sudong. An Sudong just likes football, so he is very concerned about football matches. However, he has been in this business for many years, and he knows very well what others don't know. Only some gamblers want to be broad, because the chance is low, so the reward of winning will be more generous.

Jason is embarrassed to scratch his hair, "to be honest, it's true, your team's goalkeeper is really brilliant."

Poof!

A group of people laughed and looked at Wang Weijie strangely.

"That's what you're saying. You want to win money, so let's not draw, score, win Peninsula, right?" An Sudong, sort it out.

"That's what I mean."

“OK!”

An Sudong nodded, patted him on the shoulder and said, "we'll win one to zero. I heard that there are still several bets on the ball. The market should not stop now. You can bet one to zero and still win."

"Really?" Jason almost jumped up in excitement, which can be regarded as inside information.

"Go Anton pushed him out.

Jason left happily and began to call around to borrow money to buy one to zero.

The second half of the game began.

Fan Xi's eyes are wide and round. He looks at Kojiro and pulls an Su Dong over. "Younger martial brother, you are a translator. I have a few words to say."

"Say what?" Ansudong, look at him.

"Just translate."

In the second half, the players of peninsula team were not arrogant peacocks. They were tired like dead dogs, dragging their tired bodies.

"Tell him I'm going to score a goal in the second half." An Su Dong strokes a finger at Kojiro, and an Su Dong translates the words.

Kojiro was startled. A layer of cold sweat came out of his forehead. In the second half, the ball was still in the hands of the No. 8 player. He carried the ball. Even if he ran with him in the second half, he would never catch up.

"You want to score?"

"Of course!"

"Can we draw?" Kojiro's voice was imploring.

Really scored, their Peninsula team was eliminated in the first qualifier, after returning home, the domestic fans did not tear them up.

"What did he say?" Fan Xi asked excitedly.

"Let you not score."

“No!”

Fan Xi said with a bad smile: "there are so many little sisters waiting for me to score. I can't let them down."

An Su Dong translated this sentence. The players of the peninsula team whimpered and ran to the coach.

"What do they do?" Fan Xi's face was confused. She thought she could talk to him more.

"It's probably looking for the coach to make tactical arrangements for your goals in the second half." An Sudong said with a smile.