"Witch, penalty, penalty..." Zhou Jing and Xiao Su shouted excitedly. Since Lin Huizhen and the others only care about appearance, Xiao Su decided to join the ranks of supporters of the German team.
The game had just entered the tenth minute. The German team played a beautiful three-person short pass in front of the Portuguese team's penalty area. Then the German team's Gotze broke into the penalty area and was tripped by the Portuguese team's defender.
The referee decisively blew the whistle and awarded a penalty kick, and showed the Portuguese defender a yellow card for the foul, which made Zhou Jingyi couldn't help but curse.
Seeing the excitement of Zhou Jing and Xiao Su, the girls all looked at each other. It was simple because they had no idea what was happening on the field. They only knew that a group of players in red clothes were talking around the referee on the screen.
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"Oppa, what's going on?" Crystal straightened up and looked at Zhou Jing in confusion and asked.
"This is a penalty kick, also called a twelve-yard penalty kick..." While the TV screen was repeating the foul in slow motion, Zhou Jing explained the rules of football to Crystal and the others, including the yellow card.
What means.
"Oh, oh, we are about to score, we must kick it in." After listening to Zhou Jing's explanation, Crystal shouted excitedly. For the first ten minutes, the two sides kept kicking back and forth without scoring. She looked at
He almost fell asleep, and finally he was about to score a goal, no matter where it came from.
Sisters Lin Huizhen and Crystal have the same idea. Anyway, they are not even fake fans. As long as they score goals, it will be too boring to watch.
This kind of people watching football is a bit like watching a fraternity fan go to a singing stage. As long as the songs are good, the stage is beautiful, and the girl is pretty, they don't care who wins the first place.
Muller of the German team stood near the penalty spot and prepared to take the penalty kick. Zhou Jing and the others held their breath unconsciously while watching the TV screen. Crystal was also very nervous. She subconsciously grabbed Zhou Jing's hand and grabbed it with her hands.
Jing's arm, but no one noticed this movement.
As the referee blew his whistle, Muller calmly hit a low ball close to the ground into the lower left corner of the goal. The German team took the lead 1:0.
"Go ahead, score a goal..." Before Zhou Jing could react, Crystal cheered first. Lin Huizhen and Lin Xiujing also slapped the table and started shouting. Zhou Jing smiled helplessly and picked up the paper in front of him.
I took a sip of beer from the wine glass and felt very comfortable.
However, he soon discovered that Xiao Su and Lin Huizhen opposite him had expressions that were half-smiling but not smiling, while Lin Xiujing looked a little annoyed. He looked down and saw that Crystal had been holding his arm from just now until now.
, it looked like she was holding his arm.
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"Assi...it's so annoying." Not only because the Portuguese team lost the ball, but the most annoying thing is that Zhou Jing also sent a "yeah" little yellow face to Zhou Wenqian's WeChat.
expression, so she was furious on the spot.
Zhiyan was already immune to Zhou Wenqian's outbursts and curse words. She was too lazy to look back while watching TV. However, Zhien and Suzy were shocked by Zhou Wenqian's foul language. They didn't expect this beauty who looked like a girl with pink makeup.
Girls can also speak dirty words.
"Wen Qian, what's wrong with you?" Zhien was very curious about Zhou Wenqian's anger. She was just a little frustrated when she just scored a penalty kick. Why did she immediately take a look at the message on her phone?
"Onies, see for yourselves, this is from my stinky uncle. Do you think I'm angry or not?" Zhou Wenqian angrily handed the phone to Zhien.
Hearing that she was offended by Zhou Jing, the three of them became interested for a moment, and the three heads came together to look at the girl's mobile phone WeChat.
"Hahaha... This expression is so funny, it feels really mean." Zhiyan was the first to laugh, and then Suzy and Zhien also thought this expression was very funny.
The little yellow face expression is original to Penguin. Although it is simple, it is very vivid and vivid. There is no such thing in Korean KK chat. The three of them clicked on the collection of little yellow face expressions and looked at it with gusto.
"Hoho...haha..." Zhiyan couldn't stop laughing when she looked at those little yellow faces, because in her mind, Zhou Jing's image of raising two fingers to say yes was so visual that she became more and more aware of it.
The funnier you think about it.
Suzy and Zhien thought that Agassi, Zhou Jing, was quite interesting. He seemed to have a childlike innocence, and he actually joked and slapped with his niece. It was completely different from their image of a rigid and serious company executive.
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"Wen Qian, the last photo you took with Director Zhou was a misunderstanding. Then your uncle should have a family, right?" Li Zhien asked Zhou Wenqian casually, seemingly casually.
"Getting married? He's single..." Zhou Wenqian suddenly reacted mid-sentence. She was so angry that she was a little confused. Now she looked at Zhien alertly and guessed in her heart that this person wanted to do it.
Well.
"Single? Jinjia? I don't believe it." This time it was Suzy who was interested.
"Ah, what are you doing? Why are you so interested in Agassi? Are you all uncles?" Zhiyan shouted angrily at Zhien and Suzy, completely unaware of the people beside her.
Zhou Wenqian rolled her eyes at her.
It seems that you are not much better. Do all Korean female idols like uncles? Or are they just the three of them with such a hobby? Zhou Wenqian looked at the three in front of her in confusion.
No, as far as she knew, there was another person, Cui Xueli, one of the maknae of her favorite function group. This person was photographed last year with a hip-hop singer who was more than ten years older than her. A few months ago, she was photographed together.
It was revealed that a photo of the two of them was found in her lost wallet.
It's just that these have not been recognized by the companies and individuals on both sides, but in Zhou Wenqian's view, they are basically no different from official announcements.
"Oh, Zhiyan, why are you having such a big reaction? Director Zhou is pretty good, I'm just asking casually." Li Zhien put down Zhou Wenqian's phone and said calmly.
"Mora? Forget it Zhien, you're out of luck, you don't meet Agassi's selection criteria, hoho..." Zhiyan said cheerfully after glancing at Zhien.
"Hey Yigu, am I bad? Where do I fail to meet the standards?" Zhien obviously felt a little unconvinced.
"Height." Zhiyan and Zhou Wenqian said in unison.
"As far as I know, my brother-in-law likes a tall girl, at least...165 or above." Zhou Wenqian then added.
Now it was Zhien's turn to be depressed. Her height was indeed her flaw. Looking at the three tall girls in front of her, the shortest of which was 168cm, she suddenly felt resentful towards her height for the first time.
"Then it seems like I'm fine, Wenqian, do you think I meet your uncle's standards?" Xiuzhi leaned forward and looked at Zhou Wenqian with interest and asked.
Haha, there are almost black lines on Zhou Wenqian's forehead. What is going on? If Li Zhien has met her brother-in-law before, you, Pei Xiuzhi, have never met him. Why are you here to join in the fun?
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"Axi, Suzy, don't you like good-looking people? Axi doesn't look that good." Just now, Zhiyan was secretly happy about Zhien's failure, but she didn't expect Suzy to show up again.
"I looked at the photos of the chairman last week and they were okay. The main reason is that he was not dressed up. If he were dressed up, he wouldn't feel any worse than those actors. Moreover, he is so warm, which kind of fits my ideal type." Suzy said nonchalantly.
JYP artists really dare to say anything.
"Let's just watch the game. Actually, I don't know what my brother-in-law's ideal type is." Zhou Wenqian quickly changed the subject, but she secretly admired her brother-in-law for being able to do it even when no one else was here.
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