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1791. The Poorest Rich Man 8

The "Super C" league is being held here. [】As the national team's feet become more and more odor, it also affects the enthusiasm of the people of C City who once shouted "Highlights", whether it is Super or A-level A, B, C

No one looked at it anymore. The original ticket price of 5 yuan per ticket could not be sold. However, some migrant workers, the old man passing by, saw so many empty chairs inside, so they happened to buy watermelons, took a palm fan and sat inside to cool off.

Flash the shell.

The security guards saw the game venue and played football and a group of team leaders and referees. They felt that only those men played by themselves. During the live broadcast, they could not switch to one audience. It was so uneasy, so the portal was large.

Whenever these migrant workers and old men and women enter, they can barely be considered as the audience.

Li Huan accidentally went in with these old men and women. At that time, he thought it was a strange thing, but he saw that this group of people were actually playing "football" - wasn't it just an improved and upgraded version of Cuju? He used to be a master of Cuju.

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He was extremely interested in this activity. After watching two games in a row, he stayed up late to watch several games in Serie A and La Liga - he fully understood the secrets and the way Cuju changes.

In order to fight, he was extremely enthusiastic, and under Feng Feng's guidance, he ran to the nearby university stadium to play several games. Every time he took the initiative to play the forward to help the losing side play, he could turn the defeat around, so after a few games,

The school teams welcomed him very much. One day, the Suns played three games in a row, and they went home after getting dark. They were almost exhausted. Feng Feng scolded him very much, and then he restrained him a little.

However, he still likes to go to the gym to watch football games, and he is becoming increasingly dissatisfied with the smelly feet of both sides. He often cheers on the stage alone. When he sees excitement, he runs outside the railings. Even because of the lack of strict management, he is still

When he ran to the infield, no one cared about him.

When he went back to mention this matter with Feng Feng, Feng Feng didn't care. He said that those stupid men were so popular a few years ago, and their feet were even more odor than manure. As a result, they were earning a lot of money and driving a BMW to run.

The wives I married were beautiful ones, and I was not satisfied with this. It was news to listen to their goals, and it was ordinary to listen to them gossip about prostitution, gambling, and gossip about underworld.

Li Huan was very strange at that time. In this world, Cuju can also make a special living? As a result, Feng Feng rolled his eyes on the spot. "Isn't that Taiwei Gao of the Song Dynasty just because he was frowning and enjoyed Song Huizong, and he was promoted to the end.

What's the harm to the country and the people?

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