"Uhhh......"

Getting off the stuffy bus, the white short sleeves on Sun Shaoye's back were also soaked with sweat and sticky to his body.

The physique that is easy to sweat makes Sun Shaoye sweat constantly bubbling outward in such a warm country.

Throwing the empty bottle in his hand into the garbage bin on the side of the road, Sun Shaoye put on his hat and walked in the shade of the palm trees towards the shop selling clothes on the beach.

Among the bunch of colorful clothes with local Thai folk flavor, Sun Shaoye finally found a pair of pure blue beach pants and a white vest.

English mixed with gestures, and after communicating with the boss, Sun Shaoye changed into this loose and cool dress at the back of the store.

By the way, before he walked out of the store, he bought another pair of flip-flops. The boss saw that he bought a lot of things, and took the initiative to give him a paper bag that looked relatively sturdy.

Carrying a paper bag, stepping on toe clips, and wearing a hat, Sun Shaoye walked leisurely towards the beach.

Beach, blue sea, blue sky, coconut trees, bikini beauties......

It is no longer clear that this is a perfect place for a holiday, and after walking along the beach to the south, you will see a large stretch of sand, separated by yellow banners.

Before he walked into the yellow banner, Sun Shaoye saw Zheng Xiujing who was sitting obediently on a chair, closing her eyes and asking the makeup artist to touch up her makeup.

Seeing that she was still busy for a while, Sun Shaoye walked towards the group of beach chairs that he had just passed by.

For twenty baht, he got a deck chair in a good location. and a freshly opened coconut.

Lying on the chair, he took out sunglasses from his pocket, and looked at the clear water not far away, Sun Shaoye praised comfortably.

smashing the straw, Sun Shaoye felt that this kind of day couldn't be more comfortable.

But the good times didn't last long, and he didn't lie down for long when he was hit in the face by a flying football.

“f**k……”

Hurriedly sat up from the recliner, Sun Shaoye burst into foul language with some anger. He was speechless as he looked at the group of men and women who were standing on the beach, still giggling at the football they were playing.

Can't kick a ball. Just don't kick. Kicked someone. I hurried over and apologized.

"Hey, can you throw the ball over?"

A few people standing not far away just stood and shouted at him in English, but none of them came over.

The originally good mood was disturbed. Hit with a soccer ball. Not only does the other person not say 'I'm sorry'. It's quite rude. In this case, how could Sun Shaoye kindly throw the ball directly over.

ignored them, Sun Shaoye directly pretended not to hear.

“hey。 Say you, throw the football at us! ”

Maybe it was because they saw that Sun Shaoye didn't pay attention to them, and several young men in the group of men and women couldn't help it, and walked over with anger.

Plucking out his ears, Sun Shaoye waved his hand at them: "You guys are blocking me, please get out of the way." ”

Others are not polite, but Sun Shaoye will not be rude, when talking to a few people who block the sunlight in front of him, he carries the word 'please', so that others can't find the difference in his politeness at all.

"You ......"

Maybe he was angry, one of the young people with coffee-colored skin, who was obviously a descendant of immigrants from the African continent, stretched out his hand and pointed at Sun Shaoye directly.

"I said, didn't your parents teach you to be humble?"

Hearing Sun Shaoye say this, if it weren't for the young man's skin color being too dark, it is estimated that his face would be red and oozing blood.

"Hahaha......"

"Oh, Tamil ......"

The laughter of the little friend next to him made the face of this young man named Tamil even more difficult to look at.

"You ......"

Just when the young man was about to say something, a person who seemed to be obviously mature hurriedly ran over.

“sorry，sorry…… They're still young and a little ignorant......"

"Then can you stand aside, or you will be sunny."

Hearing Sun Shaoye's words, those young people wanted to say something, but they were stopped by that one. Picking up the soccer ball not far away, he was ready to turn away.

"Wait a minute."

"What's the matter?" The middle-aged uncle turned around and said.

"Oh, they hit me with a soccer ball, and they owe me an apology," Sun Shaoye said lightly as he drank coconut water.

"Don't be too arrogant!"

"That is, you must know that we Tamils are not ordinary people!"

The young man next to the Tamil, when he spoke, revealed a sense of triumph.

"Shut up, stop talking, and apologize quickly." The middle-aged man glared at a few people viciously, then turned his head and said as if flattering: "Sir, don't be angry, I'll say ...... for them"

Shaking his finger, Sun Shaoye sneered and said, "I really don't know who this Tamil is, but just because this football can be kicked to me, I can be sure that this guy's football must be very bad!" ”

"f**k......" Tamil, whose anger value skyrocketed, wanted to reach out and grab Sun Shaoye's collar, but he dodged him, "I was Manchester City's most valuable player last season." ”

"Oh, that's it~" Sun Shaoye looked at him with a smile, that expression looked like Tamil, and he was quite unhappy in his heart, "I don't know ......"

"You ......"

Through the pestle in front of him, Sun Shaoye saw that Zheng Xiujing's side seemed to have finished filming and was being cleaned up. He put the empty coconut shell on the table next to him, ready to walk over and find an opportunity to 'elope' with his girlfriend.

Sun Shaoye's height is far taller than several people, which has caused a lot of oppression to the Tamils.

"By the way, I don't really know anything Tamil, but I know that with your character, you will not become a famous football player in the future......"

After finishing speaking, Sun Shaoye turned around and left. The angry Tamils and the ugly middle-aged man were left behind.

After Sun Shaoye turned to leave, the middle-aged man looked at his back and suddenly sat down on the ground.

"Jake, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man's movements startled Tamil and his friends, and several people hurriedly helped him to his seat.

After being silent for a long time, Jake looked at Tamil and said, "Tamil, the broker contract signed by the two of us is about to expire, and I am not ready to renew the contract with you, you can find someone else." ”

With that, Jake got up from his chair and staggered down the road.

Leaving the pale-faced Tamil and his group of fox friends behind. (To be continued.) )