645 Both teams are my people
Goal!
A desperate goal from both sides!
Everyone was too lazy to defend and all launched an attack.
The score between the two sides quickly soared past 100.
102 to 103.
The red team is temporarily ahead by 1 goal.
At this time, there was less than five minutes left before the end of the game.
It can be said.
Victory or defeat lies in these five minutes.
All the players and spectators.
At this moment, everyone was excited.
Only Ye Huan was still eating melon seeds leisurely on the sidelines.
Little one!
Both sides are my people, what are you using to fight me?
Ye Huan secretly laughed twice and looked at Long Jingyun and all the civil and military officials and nobles on the stage.
But these people were focused on the ball at this time, and no one paid attention to him at all.
"Red team! Come on!"
"Blue team! Come on!"
The entire venue was filled with shouts, and the sound almost overturned the entire venue.
And this time.
Red team No. 5 got the ball and started attacking, passing three people in a row.
Then Red Team No. 5 raised his foot and shot.
The takraw ball drew a perfect arc, and he was about to score a goal.
But at this moment.
Suddenly a member of the blue team appeared next to him, jumped up with all his strength, and used his body to block the ball.
Bang!
The person was knocked away and the ball was successfully stopped.
"Good shot! What a fight!"
"Awesome! This ball was blocked well!"
"Blue team, come on!"
"Hiss! What a terrifying explosive power and desperate spirit. Is this the power of money?"
The audience roared with cheers.
Then the blue team attacks.
"100 gold dollars!"
"100 gold dollars!"
A player on the blue team kept mumbling 100 gold dollars.
Then he dribbled the ball past others, rushed all the way to the red team's camp, and raised his foot to shoot.
Everyone thought he was going to shoot.
The red team immediately surrounded the three of them.
But in fact, the blue team player's move was a feint, and the real purpose was to pass the ball.
Because he has already discussed with his teammates that each person will receive half of the gold and dollar reward after scoring a goal.
Whoosh!
The sepak takraw ball successfully landed at the feet of another blue team player.
The man used a powerful flying golden hook to hook the sepak takraw ball into the romantic eye, which is the goal.
"Yeah!"
"Good shot, good shot!"
"Beautiful! The score has caught up!"
Score 103:103.
And there were only two minutes left.
Royal auditorium——
Long Jingyun was sweating profusely and shouted to the court: "You haven't eaten! It's the last goal! You must score for me!"
"Uncle Emperor, why are you so excited? Calm down and don't embarrass our royal family."
Zhang Mazi continued to act like an emperor and glanced at Long Jingyun casually.
Long Jingyun really wanted to give the "Emperor" a big mouth.
But he still nodded with respect on the surface.
"This is what the emperor taught you."
Long Xiangtian next to him was crazy with joy.
He found that Zhang Mazi, who played him, was more powerful than himself, the real emperor.
This is actor-level acting.
Long Xiangtian felt that it was worth learning.
And all the officials and nobles were also wiping their sweat.
So nervous!
Because the next goal is the most critical one.
Who wins and who loses, it all depends on this.
No one noticed.
Ye Huan, who was eating melon seeds in the field, secretly winked at Red Team No. 1.
The red team gets the ball.
After a few passes, the sepak takraw ball reached the feet of Red Team No. 1.
No. 1 on the red team is the strongest player in this Cuju game.
He dribbled the ball past others and fought through obstacles along the way. It didn't take long for him to reach the blue team camp.
I saw No. 1 of the red team raising his foot to shoot. His movements were as fast as lightning but full of explosive power.
Whoosh!
The takraw ball flew towards the goal like a cannonball.
"Come in! Come in! Come in!"
"No entry! No entry! No entry!"
Supporters of the two teams shouted slogans respectively. They held their breath and followed the movement of the sepak takraw ball.
The next second.
The sepak takraw ball directly hit the romantic eye, which is the goal.
Didn't get in!
"Hold the grass! Did you make a mistake?"
"Ahhh! What a pity, it's only a little bit short!"
"Can you play football?"
The red team supporters in the audience yelled angrily.
Long Jingyun was so angry that he stood up from the table again, just about to curse.
"Uncle Emperor."
Next to him came the light and airy voice of Zhang Mazi, the fake emperor.
Helpless, Long Jingyun could only sit down again.
In the field——
Ye Huan laughed strangely twice.
The acting skills of the Red Team No. 1 are really good.
Of course he could have kicked the ball in just now.
But he just wouldn't kick it in.
joke!
If you kick it in, 10,000 gold dollars will be gone.
Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.
You play him, he plays me, I play the ball...
The takraw ball bounced and landed at the feet of a blue team player.
"Ahhh! Mr., come on!"
"Daddy, add more cows!"
I heard the voices of my wife and children.
The blue team player suddenly seemed to have been beaten to death.
A stream of heat suddenly surged out of his Dantian, and then all the strength in his body gathered in his right leg.
Time starts to race against the clock.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, the basketball player made a powerful shot from a long distance.
Whoosh!
Hooray!
The sepak takraw ball flew at high speed in mid-air and even burned on its own.
Sepak takraw fire!
The burning sepak takraw ball directly entered the goal under the attention of everyone.
After hitting the ground, the sepak takraw ball was completely reduced to ashes.
Quiet! The whole place is silent!
"Daddy~, you are so annoying!"
Until a milky voice sounded from the audience.
Only then did everyone react.
Just at this time.
This Cuju competition is completely over.
The final result: the red team scored 103 points and the blue team scored 104 points.
Blue team wins!
when!
The referee sounds the bell.
The auditorium erupted into unprecedented shouts.
There were curses and cheers.
Look at the royal auditorium again.
All the strength in Long Jingyun's body seemed to be drained out in an instant, and he sat stupidly on the chair.
And all the officials and nobles behind him also had ugly expressions.
Lost?
They actually lost!
How is this possible!
In the field——
Ye Huan smiled and threw away the melon seeds in his hand, then took out a money bag.
"Come on, come on, money is being distributed!"
Um?
Give it on the spot?
Everyone was stunned again.
This rich man is too direct and generous.
Under the spotlight.
Ye Huan began to distribute rewards to the players of the blue team.
"I'm happy today. Counting from the first ball, every ball is worth 100 gold dollars."
As soon as Ye Huan said this, the whole place exploded again.
This, this, this...this is the God of Wealth descending to earth!
100 gold dollars per ball.
The blue team scored a total of 104 goals this time.
How much does this cost!
Players line up to receive their money.
All of their faces were happy.
And the one who scored the most goals was the one who kicked off the Sepak Takraw fire at the end.
In total, he received more than three thousand gold dollars.
"Thank you to God, thank you to earth, thank you to the rich man, my baby can finally live in a big house."
The man was so excited that he almost cried. He limped and thanked Ye Huan.
"Isn't it your child who was hurt by calling me daddy just now? I like him very much. This 1,000 gold yuan is a meeting gift for him."
Ye Huan took out a money bag again and handed it to the man.
The man was really moved to tears now.
Other members of the blue team also quickly thanked him.
Ye Huan waved his hands grandly: "Hey, there's no need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank the emperor."
In fact, there is a second half to this sentence.
However, Ye Huan did not say it in front of everyone.
Complete words: Hey, there is no need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank the emperor, because this money belongs to the emperor.
Royal auditorium——
The corners of Long Xiangtian's mouth twitched crazily.
Of course he understood what Ye Huan meant.
Ye Huan is using his money to help him do things, and in the end Ye Huan himself gets a tax share from it.
What a white wolf with empty gloves!
What a dog!
And just when Long Jingyun and all the noble officials were thinking about how to pay less taxes.
Several servants ran over in a hurry.
They are from the prince's palace.
"What are you so worried about?"
"Your Majesty, it's not good, a group of descendants just captured the accountant of our Prince's residence."
"What?"
Long Jingyun was immediately stunned.
Others also looked puzzled,
But this is just the beginning.
Because there are many servants of officials and nobles coming to report.
He said that his accountant was kidnapped by a group of masked men.
You can say this.
Almost all the accounting clerks in the royal city were arrested.
The royal auditorium was in chaos.
And no one noticed.
There was a bit of a bitchy smile on Ye Huan's lips.
It seems that Guangdong's side has already begun to take action.
Hehe! The fun of flipping the chessboard has just begun...
This chapter has been completed!