Manchester United - the world's top giants.

Those who don't understand football in China should also know Beckham and Ronaldo, they are both from Manchester United, and Zhang Xiaojian has been watching Manchester United since he was a child after the Premier League broadcast.

Although he was busy with studies, love, work and other things, he would only watch some important games, and he was not a die-hard fan of the Red Devils, but he did like Manchester United very much in his heart.

Of course, saying that he wanted to buy Manchester United was just talking, and after seeing everyone's reaction, Zhang Xiaojian knew that there was no play, so he immediately chose to give up.

And tonight it is clear that everyone has a lot to do, and it is urgent to save the national treasure.

The night passed quietly, and there was only one day left before the auction.

And a lot happened in London during the day.

The citizens of London found that all the Chinese restaurants around their homes had announced their closures, and the owner and waiters were sending leaflets on the streets.

When you pick it up, it tells a piece of history, and an auction.

There are always a few people with a conscience, and most people will laugh at it and throw it in the trash, but one or two out of a hundred people feel that Britain is not doing this right, just... The sense of justice in their hearts made them not take any real action....

But when there are more and more people with a conscience, there will always be one or two who stand up.

Maybe it was just a word of Sao Rui to the Chinese people who handed out leaflets, or maybe it was just to help publicize such a trivial thing, but in the end, the pressure had begun, and more and more British people knew about it.

In the midday sun, the London students organized themselves by pulling up banners and stretching out their fists in front of the London City Hall, a landmark building by the River Thames.

The protests lasted from noon to early evening.

It attracted more and more British onlookers, and also attracted more and more Chinese people to arrive.

After a day of playing, Zhang Xiaojian and his party of four passed by when they drove back to the hotel.

The traffic in front of them was paralyzed, and instead of chanting slogans, the marching college students wore a red cloth wrapped around their left arm and expressed their anger with banners and flags translated from English and Chinese.

After a round of demonstration, they converged into the main protest force in front of the city hall, and from a distance, the five-star red flag and Chinese red fluttered in the wind.

Park the car in a nearby parking lot, and Zhang Xiaojian and the four of them also came here.

By this time it was already dark, and darkness was about to envelop London.

The lights on many buildings are already on, but nowhere near as bright as the lights on the mobile phones, which are already close to 6,000 people.

British police officers have set up a cordon in front of the town hall and raised blast shields.

It's just that the international students didn't mean to break through the cordon, they just held up their mobile phones and waved their lights on red flags and slogans, trying to make the London government realize what they had done.

When Zhang Xiaojian and the four of them first came to the edge of the crowd, the stereo of unknown place played familiar music, and the Chinese national anthem sounded, and nearly 6,000 people began to sing the national anthem.

This scene was a bit abrupt for Zhang Xiaojian, Ye Mozhu, Gao Qingsong and Su Yu, who had just arrived here.

Suddenly, as soon as the song sounded, the whole person's scalp immediately went numb, and his blood surged.

So they stood on the periphery, in the English night, and sang the national anthem along with their compatriots from the same Chinese blood.

The end of the song.

In the melting mood.

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Not only the national anthem sounded, but also the popular songs such as "Red Flag Fluttering" and "Singing the Motherland".

Zhang Xiaojian howled for a long time, and suddenly felt that the night breeze in London was a little cold, so his emotions gradually subsided, and he turned his head and said, "Let's go, go buy something for the children." ”

After only taking two steps, Zhang Xiaojian turned around and found that Gao Qingsong, Su Yu, and Ye Mozhu were still in place, and he saw Gao Qingsong pouting and snorting... Su Yu covered her stomach with tears in her eyes, Ye Mozhu was the most exaggerated... Tears.

Zhang Xiaojian can understand... Because there are many Chinese people like them all around.

There was even a Chinese mother with red eyes and asked the child in her arms who couldn't speak: "Have you learned, wait for your mother to take you back to China and teach you to sing slowly." ”

It's a reflection of emotion, but it's not that people feel wronged.

In fact.. Maybe it's just a simple homesickness.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't speak again, but should have become a puller, pulling his friends away from the crowd.

The phrase "those who can work hard" is not just talking.

That night, the procession, which did not know whether to protest until dawn, received snacks and coffee from major London cafes.

That night, nearly 6,000 people had a baguette harder than a baseball bat... I don't know if the mysterious man sent this thing to let the children eat, or to let the children break into the London City Hall.

In addition to eating and drinking, there were also warm clothes and shoes from top brands in London.

All in all, such a freehand procession that has never been seen before, they eat baguettes, drink coffee, wear new clothes, new shoes, sing songs... It doesn't seem to be a parade, it's a spring outing.

It was indeed a spring outing, because in the end, the major outdoor brands in London also sent 3,000 tents in an expedited manner.....

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This is not the first time Zhang Xiaojian has done such a thing.

It's just the entertainment board on the news last time, and this time it may be on the international board.

After doing all this, it was already early in the morning, and Zhang Xiaojian, who was also very tired from shopping, returned to the hotel and fell asleep.

When the next morning comes, you can even see the colorful tent camp in front of the city hall when you open the window, and you can hear the singing.

"Young people are young people, and their combat effectiveness is really strong. ”

Ye Mozhu, who was wearing pajamas, hugged Zhang Xiaojian from behind: "Then let me test whether you are a young man." ”

Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "It's not good in the morning." ”

Ye Mozhu's little hand got into Zhang Xiaojian's clothes and pinched him fiercely: "Tease you, see what excites you." ”

Zhang Xiaojian looked dazed: "Where am I excited?"

Ye Mozhu smiled and didn't say much.

Zhang Xiaojian looked down at the small tent propped up on his big pants... It turned out to be this excitement... I couldn't help but turn my head, looked at Ye Mozhu's back walking towards the bathroom and said, "I'm just in the morning. Forget it, I found that you have been driving more and more 6 lately. ”

Ye Mozhu looked back and smiled: "You have a dirty mind yourself, and you want to say that I drive..."

Zhang Xiaojian didn't bother anymore, because she also liked the naughty Ye Mozhu, watching her enter the bathroom and hearing the sound of running water, he turned his head and looked at the front of the city hall again, hoping that tonight's auction would end early and the dust would settle soon.

Then he walked to the bathroom door and shouted: "Mozhu, hurry up and clean up, it's time to buy breakfast for the child." ”

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