Two hundred and twenty-two pink apple chair
After the guard finished his "killing", the young man took advantage of the situation and summarized the situation very quickly.
The guard frowned and said: "There are only two empty seats left. Who is so annoying? After a long time, it's old Parhati's favor! This is really about saving face. I don't have to watch it. I go everywhere to hand out coupons——
Young people, I'm not talking about you! If you don't even have the basic respect for the adults, then don't come to watch the game. If you don't have the basic respect of entering the stadium two hours early, why are you here?"
Wei Jiahuang is really a little ashamed. He originally thought that here he would be disgusted with the rebellious football players, he would hate the whole family, and he would despise the entire professional football in general like his true self. What he didn't expect was: Xinjiang Grape's
Players have never done anything wrong, and no one dares to despise their determination to protect themselves by playing football - except for him and Zhao Ye.
But even Zhao Ye, who had always been unyielding, knew he was in the wrong.
Another guard held a device similar to a mobile phone to help: "Come on, come on, let me show you the current Grandpa Parhat - kill!"
Accompanied by the two guards killing and killing, Wei Jiahuang and Zhao Ye saw old man Parhat chatting wildly, tearing others apart and being torn apart by others, shouting "kill, kill, kill" at the top of his lungs.
, it was either somewhere else, or in the small desert on the outskirts, I saw the real young man next to me using too much force, and his white beard was torn off.
Helpful lyric: "How can you bear it?"
Another said: "Grandpa Parhat really wants to watch this game, but rules are rules. He slacked off in this round of grabbing tickets. If he didn't get it, he didn't get it. Since he is the president and a big shot, he must
Bring the ticket! Only ordinary people can use it to redeem it! Unless ordinary people are willing to give it to him - kill!"
Zhao Ye really felt that he couldn't bear it: "Why don't you go watch it with grandpa? I'm not very interested anyway, I just want to wait for the results. It would be good to experience the surrounding atmosphere."
Wei Jiahuang felt like scolding people: Let's not say that you are being forced to do something soft, I won't even look at it, even if there are hundreds of thousands of people on the periphery! Grandpa can tear off his beard when he gets excited, but you are spared
?Being scattered, where can I find you?
The young man leading the way was the first to give up: "Don't do this! You just want to use their money to escape and watch the game. I can't trust you anymore! I will take him in personally!"
The two guards were so ashamed that the young man directly pointed out their attempt. They got out of the way angrily and continued to kill them feebly.
One of them was still trying to gain some publicity after the killing: "Don't stay in there and not come out? Otherwise the mayor will lose his face."
The young man sighed: "Don't compare me to you two shameful things!"
Zhao Ye couldn't help but ask: "Is the mayor my brother's?"
"I am the orphan he picked up and raised - don't talk about this anymore, give me your hand."
Zhao Ye now had psychological shadows about heterosexual contact, so he winked at Wei Jiahuang, so Wei Jiahuang was placed in the middle. The young man laughed angrily and said: "Then you have to hold your little boyfriend's hand too!"
Wei Jiahuang was forced to clarify by this harsh name, when Zhao Ye chuckled and held it tightly, sitting down silently.
The young man smiled and said, "It will be fun watching the football later!" He pulled Wei Jiahuang and hit the pink apple's outer wall.
Wei Jiahuang's heart trembled: Is it so rough? Don't look back until you hit the south wall, or is it that the operation of the football field in the Wetland Park made everyone possessed by the Taoist priests of Laoshan Mountain?
This time, I guessed it right again. I saw the mayor's adopted son writing something on the white wall with his fingers, and then three Laoshan Taoist priests embedded it into the flesh of the apple one after another.
In a moment of inadvertence, my senses recovered and I found myself on the ground. There were two empty chairs behind me, and the entrance to the players' tunnel was in front of me.
Some people around shouted: "Where did you come from, a savage who doesn't understand the rules! You just came here at this time, brother Qi Ma, what's your background? You have to pick up the driver. If it's so staged, what kind of game are you watching!"
The mayor's adopted son cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Foreigners, they are new here and don't understand the rules. They got a little lost and were delayed, so I brought them in."
Everyone immediately felt relieved: "Well, it's not easy for you either. You are very busy helping dad."
Someone asked worriedly: "Aren't foreigners fans of Tiandu Tuquan?"
Zhao Ye quickly expressed his loyalty: "Grape is invincible!"
Feeling that the strength is not enough, he uses another incision: "Kill the native dog!"
Everyone praised her one after another: "Sister (sister) is great!"
Seeing that Zhao Yehua was in danger, Qi Ma quickly said: "Sit down quickly! It's about to start. You two must cherish this hard-won opportunity to watch the game. I hope it will become a precious memory in your life. Xinjiang Grape Witness
Your love—oh my God, why are you crying?"
Zhao Ye hurriedly handed over his handkerchief. To outsiders, he looked like a virtuous older girlfriend. He secretly praised: No wonder so many people like brother-sister relationships. Do you think older girlfriends can take care of others?
Zhao Ye felt strange: "What's wrong with you?"
Wei Jiahuang didn't dare to take his eldest girlfriend's handkerchief and pointed to where everyone was sitting: "Chair!"
Although it is simple, it is indeed a chair. The whole place is full of chairs, stiff chairs, not soft futons!
Wei Jiahuang finally understood why Xinjiang Grapes is a special one. All football clubs in the world, no matter the Tang Dynasty, Song Dynasty, Ming Dynasty or Qing Dynasty, their home stands are all made of futons. Only Xinjiang Grapes use chairs, only chairs!
This is a closed world, but it is not a closed world in a certain sense. They all know what other places are like, so they know how precious their ordinary life is.
Everyone laughed so hard that tears came out: "Oh! No, it makes my stomach hurt from laughing. Little brother, you are so interesting!"
There are also serious ones: "Is this so funny? Without Mr. Hakan and the others working hard game after game, how could you and I sit and watch the game like this?"
"Yes! And it's much more than that. By the way, I heard that the tickets for their local games are also very expensive. Little brother, how much does it cost to watch a game?"
Wei Jiahuang had already sat down, his mood was calm, and he replied honestly: "We only have the Song Dynasty League, and a fourth-class ticket can cost several thousand?"
The people around shouted: "What! They are just robbers!"
"Damn! I can buy a lot of cakes!"
Zhao Ye asked: "Why use such a strange reference as cutting cake?"
"It's not surprising, because our game tickets are only the price of a slice of cake, no matter how high you rank them."
Zhao Ye thought of Hadwana cutting a piece of cat food, and thought: Based on the price of his piece of cat food, aren't your tickets too cheap?
Qi Ma was really going to leave this time. He held Wei Jiahuang's shoulders and said, "Treat your sister well and have a son soon!"
This time, Zhao Ye didn't even have time to refute the rumors and ran away long ago.
Someone nearby shouted: "It's finally time to enter, I can't wait any longer!"
On the other side, Sun Dashan, who had been restless before, finally smiled.
Peng Qiaojie asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Zheng Shiyi wanted to know more about this powerful faction: "Are they finally here?"
Sun Dashan said with a cruel smile: "Just now I really thought that this kid was lucky enough to avoid this disaster."
Zheng Shiyi was worried about Emperor Wei Jia: "Are you really planning to kill them now?"
Sun Dashan smiled sadly: "There's no rush, I'll wait until they finish their entrance ceremony before kicking off. I want to see how strong these grape barbarians are mentally and what they can do next."
Come."
Peng Qiaojie frowned and asked: "But it is stipulated that no one can use magical powers in the stadium, including the stands, no matter which area it is -"
Chapter completed!