The moment the final whistle blew in the game between Bamboo and the 1960s, my cell phone rang.

Pu Jiu, Hua Ming and even Chai Meng all pricked up their ears, leaving only Milk Tea, Huazhu and Qian Ge still competing with each other with the ball under their feet.

"Okay, got it."

After scratching his finger and saying this, he hung up the phone. Park Jiu was so nervous that he forgot to use the eavesdropping device, and eagerly approached him and asked, "What's going on?"

"Hong Jun called and said he could come, but there was a traffic jam and he couldn't get to the stadium until 3:05. He wanted me to put him on the squad first."

The kickoff time was three o'clock, and the singing had to be at least 10 minutes early. The starters had to identify themselves before singing, but he came at 3:05, and the day lilies were cold!

Pu Jiu was so angry that he kicked the turf in front of him. His body lacked exercise and he almost fell down. He cursed in his heart: What kind of boxing champion is he, father-in-law with a hairless mouth? He is of no use at all when needed!

Chai Meng lowered his head silently, pretending to be concentrating on warming up.

Hua Ming looked calm when he saw Pa Mo, swallowed back what he wanted to say, and took a step forward to support the crumbling wise man in the world.

There is a spy from the Tesla Club nearby. He is not here to spy on any important information, but to do some counting.

"1234567!"

After counting, he happily ran to his camp and shouted happily: "There are seven of them!"

This reminded Chai Meng: Yes! Those glasses are also human. Although as a super intellectual, he probably can't play football, but he does have enough - but why doesn't he change it? Doesn't he bother to play?

Catched by Chai Meng's puzzled eyes, Pu Jiu also reacted: That's right! I don't care what you think after touching it, just put it on yourself first!

There were no female relatives on the court. The military counselor immediately and boldly took off his lower body, leaving only his underwear. He touched it and just looked at it without any background. He breathed a sigh of relief: at the last moment, he finally bowed to reality!

I changed my jersey three times and was debating whether I should cheat and put on some extra personal protective equipment. I touched it and said leisurely: "If you insist on wearing it, I won't do it."

The military counselor's hands, which were about to tie his shoelaces, froze in mid-air.

Hua Ming was about to give a few words of advice when his cell phone rang again.

This time, even the three heartless ball-playing trio realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, kicked the ball aside and gathered around.

"Got it. Pay attention to safety."

Pu Jiu sneered: "Who is this? Are you asking to be included in the list again?"

"Butt. He just drove over from Danpiao Airport."

Qian Ge interjected: "Are you driving? Press the accelerator to the end, it's 3:15 - this batch of parallel imports!"

Pu Jiu was about to cry but had no tears: This is half of the four people you expected to come, but you were all arrested, so what's the point of coming?

Suddenly his phone was vibrating, and a message popped up on the lock screen of the grassroots team group that he had pinned to chat!

This amazing turn of events made the military advisor almost cry: Could it be that the two white-eyed wolves of Phaeton and Xiaopeng finally discovered their conscience?

I hurriedly clicked in to take a look, and Phaeton touched me and said: Mr. Pa, military advisor, I may have to arrive late, there will be a heavy traffic!

Park Jiu patiently typed and asked: Where are you?

Phaeton answered: Enter Xiaopeng's Xiaopeng.

Park Jiu angrily typed four characters: Send position!

Except for Chai Meng, who didn't join the group, and Hua Ming, who was wearing gloves, everyone was looking at their phones and joining the team.

The location was revealed just in time, and everyone took a look - Section 2 of Miannan Avenue!

Everyone felt chilling: these two guys are the furthest away!

Hua Ming finally couldn't help it anymore: "Mr. Pa, let Mr. Park come on?"

"No need! If there are only seven people including Pu Jiu by then, I won't delay everyone and just admit defeat——"

Hua Mingku advised: "Mr. Ba, don't be impulsive. If you do this, you will——"

She touched him and interrupted him firmly: "Don't worry, Marshal Hua, I have already realized this."

There was a red shirt that was ruthlessly taken off by the person wearing it. The ruthless person was none other than Qian Ge. Although his movements were not big, his goal was big. At first, everyone was the same except Hua Ming, who suddenly appeared.

A naked man is naturally very eye-catching.

For a time, everyone from Patting to Pu Jiu to Huazhu Milk Tea and Hua Ming were looking at him.

The shy Qian Geli felt embarrassed, his face turned red, and he wanted to put his clothes back on. As soon as he bent down, a familiar little foot appeared on the jersey, and he saw Chai Meng's mocking smile.

Qian Ge became angry: "Help Ji'er! Just wait!"

Angrily, he rushed to Chai Meng's equipment bag, pulled out the "roasted pork ribs with potatoes", and put it on himself. He heard two muffled sounds, and there was a hole in each creak, as if he was deliberately showing off his armpit hair.

style, and exposed the navel.

Finally it’s time for the fateful singing.

After confirming that there were seven people on the other side, Ming Yiluo and the others put their minds down and began to secretly discuss today's data-brushing plan. Everyone knew how hard-won this long-lost opportunity was, and the academic atmosphere was extremely strong for a while.

No matter how hard you work, you will reap the rewards, and soon others’ products came out first.

I don’t know whether the game supervisor was pity and was about to be caught to buy some time, or whether he concluded that there were only seven starters on the grass team and there was no suspense. In short, he went against the rules and read Tesla’s starter alone: ​​"Mingyi

Luo, sunflower, Jianwa, false name, tiger's nest, crying, agate, prognosis, Huairen, yellow throat."

Then the supervisor walked towards the grass team, and his opening remarks were another unconventional operation. His first request was: "Send the roster."

Now everyone in the grassroots team is determined. The supervisor thinks that the lack of starters is an eyesore, so he will record it last.

Knowing that a few dozen more seconds would be useless, he didn't intend to let go of this opportunity to delay time. He replied slowly: "Hua Ming, scratch...Hong Jun, butt, Phaeton,

Xiaopeng.”

The supervisor waited and confirmed that there was nothing more to say. He frowned and said, "Only 10?"

He scratched his head and nodded, not telling the supervisor that these ten people were just put together because of their explosive character.

Supervisors cannot hide their contempt and disgust, but when someone reaches the passing level and is in compliance with the laws and supreme rules of the country, it is inconvenient for him to have an attack.

I started to compare them one by one. After touching them, I thought about myself first. The supervisor nodded, and then came Milk Tea, Huazhu, Hua Ming, Qian Ge, and Chai Meng.

When I arrived at Qian Ge's place, I was originally going to order him to put on the regular competition uniform immediately, but I was more cautious and saw that the dwarf next to him was wearing competition uniforms, wasn't he?

So he finally said to Chai Meng: "Give the clothes back to your teammates."

Without waiting for an answer, he looked directly at the last person in the grass team, wondering: Why does this person look so familiar to me?

Chai Meng sighed in his heart: It's not that he's still wearing it, it's that he doesn't wear it himself, and there's no need to wear it. This captain is too stubborn.

The supervisor waited for a long time but did not receive the introduction. He turned around and asked, "Why didn't you say anything?"

He scratched his head and said, "He's not going to play."

The supervisor couldn't calm down immediately: "No, it's a small matter if he doesn't play. There are only six of you, do you have a choice?"

He scratched his head and nodded: "As you can see, there are only six."

The supervisor's face turned cold and he thought: You did it yourself!

"Do you know the consequences of maintaining the status quo?"
Chapter completed!