"The morning light and drizzle return to this land, and people are hiding alone. I turn around and find myself on this familiar roadside, realizing that the person behind me is you...
The night you said you were leaving, it rained continuously, just like this day. You always have to escape from a certain past on a rainy day, but the raindrops just prompted us to meet like this..."
"Where are we going?" Yue Wen's smile froze on his face, and the shirt in his hand hung weakly on the ground.
"Singapore." Priscilla Ge said softly, she swallowed hard, turned her head, and looked at the rainy night without saying a word.
Yue Wen knew about this matter. In order to learn from the advanced experience of foreign administrative management, Qinwan City's national civil servants have gone abroad to train as a norm. It is under the supervision of the Municipal Personnel Bureau, and the municipal finance allocates funds, which are divided into two types: short-term training and long-term further training.
Ge Huixian once mentioned to him that she was very envious of this kind of training, but she was busy preparing for the wedding at the time, so the two of them just talked about it and let it go, but now it suddenly appeared in front of Yue Wen unprepared.
He was a smart man and knew that there was fierce competition in this matter. With the personnel generally arranged, Ge Huixian suddenly appeared on the list. He was afraid that it was related to him, but he did not ask any more questions and just said slowly, "Go."
for how long?"
"Two years." Ge Huixian said softly, "I went to Secretary Zhou's secretary Jiang Zhengming in your name, and he said hello."
Sure enough, his guess was not bad. However, if he had known earlier, he would not have let Jiang Zhengming speak. If he went to Jiang Zhengming now, he could also stop this matter...
However, Yue Wen looked into Ge Huixian's eyes, and there was no trace of the past warmth in them. He sighed deeply, "I am responsible for this step, but I will not tell you any lies or lies.
Half a word of lies..." Seeing Priscilla Ge slowly turning her head, he felt his heart slowly aching. After a long while, he uttered a few words, "...I'll wait for you to come back."
Priscilla Ge bit her upper lip and lowered her head. Her lips were very chapped. She hoped that today's heavy rain could moisturize her dry heart. "I'll keep the home... the house... and the car for you..." Priscilla Ge didn't.
Responding to him head-on, she turned around, and Yue Wen felt his heart hurt again. He held her hand selflessly, "Can you not go?...I'll go see you..."
Ge Huixian covered her nose with her hands and started sobbing. She struggled to break away from Yue Wen's hand and ran into the rain.
Yue Wen stood there blankly, letting the rain pour down like a pouring water, letting Jacky Cheung's voice roar from the bottom of his heart from the speaker, and in the sea of neon umbrellas, Priscilla Ge's back could no longer be seen.
The passers-by looked sideways. On this carnival rainy night, in this carnival season, in this carnival city, he was so lost!
As if his legs were involuntary and uncontrollable, Yue Wen slowly walked into the Badford Beer Canopy. The people in the canopy were excited and noisy. Some young people sang the national anthem loudly, which was immediately responded to by the large crowd.
On a recent long table, a beautiful beer girl unfolded two rows of golden draft beer cups in sequence.
The thick draft beer cup was already filled with golden-yellow translucent beer. The beer was crystal clear and refreshing. Yue Wen roughly pushed away a fat man in front of him, took off his soaked shirt in one go, threw it to the ground, and wiped it off again.
With rain and tears on his face, without saying a word, he picked up a draft beer cup and drank it all in one gulp like a whale sucking water!
"Boom boom boom——"
Empty draft beer cups kept hitting the table, and the row of golden cups was quickly becoming empty.
The fat man across the long table looked at him nervously. Damn it, this is not drinking beer, it is simply drinking hatred. He raised his head and tried to catch up, but he was always two glasses of beer behind!
"Bang——"
Yue Wen closed his eyes tightly and smashed the last cup on the table. He wiped the beer foam from the corner of his mouth and felt that the pain in his heart had not diminished at all. The wound was getting bigger and bigger.
"Shh-"
There was a sudden burst of boos in the marquee, and the balance between the national football team and the Japanese team was broken by a controversial scene in the 66th minute.
It was Shunsuke Nakamura's free kick that created a killing opportunity. Koji Nakata performed the "Hand of God" in front of the goal and scored the ball, but the referee ruled that the goal was valid. The national team fell behind again in such an unfair way.
"Wrong judgment!"
"Change the sentence!"
The crowd was excited, and some fans had already begun to curse. There was a commotion in the tent, and it was like pouring a ladle of cold water on a hot pot - the pot was fried.
"Okay, the second part is the bottle blowing part." A person who looked like a host quickly adjusted the atmosphere and calmed the chaotic emotions. "The fastest, the strongest and the most. This is our bottle blowing spirit. Let's work together to defeat the Japanese team.
Blow it down!"
The surroundings suddenly burst into applause. Yue Wen burped. In the blur, he heard the host yelling for the start. He decisively grabbed a bottle of beer and poured it into his mouth, drinking it to himself, as if the body was no longer his own.
, when the pain and swelling comes to this body, his soul can feel better!
"Four seconds and five, four seconds and five, the latest result is born! Our new bottle blowing king is also born..."
"Snapped--"
The host's enthusiastic voice, which was too sugary, was suddenly interrupted, and the bottle in Yue Wen's hand smashed to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"Okay, okay," the host reacted immediately and continued to host, "The following is the cumulative results. This young man just won the drinking king tonight, with a bonus of 10,000 yuan... Hey, where is the person?..."
The cold raindrops hit his face randomly. After leaving the beer tent, Yue Wen felt that his hot face began to cool down slowly. In the heavy rain, he was in a daze. He felt that his stomach was extremely bloated, but he still wanted to drink.
Want to get drunk.
"Wow——"
On the roadside, on TV, the host’s passionate explanation came again——
"The national football team had an excellent opportunity to equalize the score again. Li Yi, who came on as a substitute for Hao Haidong, got a solo shot, but he did not choose to shoot directly. Instead, he chose to try to pass the opponent's goalkeeper Kawaguchi Nokatsu, but the latter finally destroyed the ball..."
"Li Yi is this idiot!"
"Li Yi is such a fool, China just wants to kick him out!"
"Replace with He Haidong! Li Yi exits!"
"Arihan is out of class!"
…
The whole beer city was noisy and shaking. Yue Wen stumbled into another beer tent, sat down on a stool, and glared at the surroundings. However, he immediately saw even more unkind eyes, and an atmosphere of anger and hatred immediately surrounded him.
he.
A young man of about the same age looked at him sideways, "Who asked you to sit here? Why, are you not convinced?"
Yue Wen tried his best to open his eyes, look at him, and picked up the beer cup on the table. He heard a "pop" sound, and the thick beer cup was swung in his face.
The young man groaned and fell to the ground. Yue Wen stood up blankly and stared blankly at the cup in his hand. The beer cup was not broken!
"Kill him!"
One young man fell down, and thousands of young men stood up. The emotions of losing and the seeds of hatred made the whole tent riot and noisy. Only beer cups and hormones were flying in the whole place!
Before the young man who stood up could finish his words, several bright objects flew over in front of him, and slapped him in the face firmly with the sound of wind and wind. There was a sound of the mountain falling and the ground cracking, and he fell backwards, blurred.
He subconsciously hit the table with his hand, and the whole person and the table crashed to the ground!
But Yue Wen staggered forward, jumped up, stomped on the young man's body, kicked him on the head and face...
The surrounding companions immediately gathered around and stepped on the two companions who could only curl up on the ground with their heads in their hands...
When the fight came to an end, the people in the tent fled away and looked at this place in horror.
In the chaos, a pretty girl grabbed her boyfriend's hand in fear, "I'm afraid!"
"Don't be afraid." Her boyfriend held her in his arms, "I'm here."
The girl pointed at Yue Wen, "Is this the legendary football hooligan?"
"No, this is a football bandit!" Her boyfriend looked a little pale. The football bandit held the cup with both hands and smashed it randomly. Some of the young men around him were shot, and some were smashed with blood on their faces, wailing.
more than.
Also wailing are the hearts of fans across the country!
The police lights flashed and the sirens blared. In the haze, several policemen rushed in. Yue Wen felt that the cup in his hand was snatched away, and then his legs and wrists were kicked to the ground.
He struggled to get up, "It's a fight, I can't understand, get the hell out of here!" In the blur, a young man who had just been knocked to the ground looked at him with hatred, "What about you, what are you looking at?
Look again!..."
He raised his foot to stamp on the young man again, but the young man moved aside, but lowered his head, not daring to look at him again.
The crowd parted automatically, and the shirtless Yue Wen walked out with his head held high, "Damn it, whoever looks at me again, I..."
He suddenly felt so sad that he couldn't say a word and started crying.
The good-looking girl looked at her boyfriend with her big beautiful eyes and asked, "Do football hooligans still cry?"