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The black boss smoked his cigar quickly, and drank red wine one after another~

He became focused and silent.

Little gangsters, look at me, I'll look at you," the boss is starting to get emotional again! The second child signaled quiet.

The thin young man clasped his sweaty hands and prayed that the Chinese team would win the game~

"Bestow the seat.... Serve the wine. ”

The black boss suddenly commanded, and the little gangsters stared at the thin young man with a look of envy, jealousy, and hatred, and motioned him to step forward and sit on the sofa to the left of the boss.

The skinny young man did so in disbelief~

In the second half, the black boss seemed to be a different person, "pass, shoot, take him ~~ pass well ~~ shoot" The whole thing is huge

The space was filled with his rough and excited voice.....

Yu Xiaobao scored the second goal, and he screamed wildly to celebrate it, and clinked glasses with the skinny young man and drank wildly.

When the game is over, the black boss's eyes are surrounded by fog~

The skinny young man faced the score, thanked God, and escaped the catastrophe!

I regretted it a little in my heart, why didn't I make a bet with the black boss, but such a thought flashed at that time, who dared to bet on the Chinese team to win?

The gambler is very serious in his heart!

"Boy, you're lucky today!" The black boss stood up and slapped the young man on the shoulder.

"I don't expect you to pay back the money!" He shook his head at the second child, "Take him to collect the account!" ”

"From now on, you will be my person, and you will have to die for me." The young man nodded wildly and stared at the black boss like an obedient puppy.

"I'll give you a task."

"You say!" If a young man is a prisoner who has been amnestied, he will do his best to do it even if he goes up the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and he really can't afford to pay back the money!

"Asian Cup, you give me more organizations and fans, and you will work hard for me and the national team in the future! If you don't do it well, the consequences are serious! ”

"Boss, don't worry, you~ what you handed over to me~~ I will do my best to do it." He was a little out of breath when he was excited.

The deed of sale was signed in an instant! People are like this, they are mixed up until one day they are full of devastation, and it is good to be able to sell themselves.

.......

"Haha, I'm happy today, gather the brothers to drink~~" The black boss is majestic, pointing at the sky.

The little brother at the scene cheered ~~

Drinking and picking up girls is their greatest pleasure.

Tonight's theme, the national football team wins, the boss is happy!

"This Chen Xiaolong, he will be your boss and my boss in the future, I will ask him to manage my team. I abdicated

Let Xian, be his little soldier, and respect him! ”

The hooligans were at a loss~~ "Who is this Chen Xiaolong?" Will he fight? ”

.....

"You say, is it the Japanese mafia, the Korean stick suit underworld, or my Chinese underworld?"

"Of course, it's the Chinese underworld!"

"Do you think I look like Du Yuesheng?"

"Like, it's better than Du Yuesheng!"

Next is the boss's bragging time~~ The younger brothers actively cooperated.

.....

"I'm going to the United Arab Emirates to watch the Asian Cup, cheer for the Chinese team, and come back after winning the championship~~ You organize people and fans to accompany you

I went to Dubai, UAE. ”

"Boss, you can't trust the Chinese team anymore!"

"Uh~~" He was shocked, his mood suddenly became restless, and his hand rubbed his head wildly

"How many times have you given so much for this national team with hope, most of them have disappointed you, you know how many gray hairs you have!?" say

The person who spoke was Uncle Li, a veteran who had followed him for many years.

"Say no more!" A roar!

"I'll trust him one more time!" The black boss is gone.

Uncle Li shook his head~~ "Say that every time!" ”

.....

In other words, this boss is none other than Lu Buwei, the chairman of the famous domestic fan committee. He's also a veteran fan, China

is an avid fan of the foot, and the excitement of many domestic and international competition fan organizations comes from his hands~~

Later, he led his younger brother to play the Japanese triad and the Korean Oba on the court.... The scene is grand, and this is also a later story....

......

It is a garden with green grass.

The old king cautiously crossed the palm trees, and the fawn turned the path like a deer.

For decades, every time he comes to Ruolan, he is passionate~~

He knew that Ruolan must be exercising in the morning at this time. The aunts in the community have danced in the square~

"Ruolan~~" Lao Wang shouted warmly, and when he greeted him, he hated that there were no flowers!

"Brother Wang!" The woman was surprised~ "I haven't seen you for a long time, where have you been during this time?" ”

......

The early morning light reflected on the beautiful and dignified face of the woman, showing the classical shape of Peugeot, although the wrinkles have crept for several years

to the face, but you can imagine how pretty and enchanting the woman was when she was young, surrounded by handsome men.

"Did you watch the game last night?" Lao Wang's eyes were blazing.

"The Chinese team is like a different person, Ruolan, do you know, I saw it from them~~"

"Say no more!" The woman stopped with a soft shout....

Lao Wang froze......

After half a sound, the woman's breathing returned to steady.

"Brother Wang, after so many years, why can't you get out!"

As if with a sense of resentment, the woman sat down in the pavilion.

"We are not the people of our youth anymore, we are not young anymore, we no longer have that passion and heat! China

The craze has passed, let's live in peace, don't worry about these! For Su Yongxian, Gao Fengwen, Hang Haidong, Gao Feng

The era of madness has passed, and that era can no longer be returned. We are for

The crazy and joyful Chinese team has become a thing of the past, and now the enthusiasm to see this national team is gone. ”

"But that has always been our dream! They just won~~ It's different. ”

"Alas, that's only temporary, the national team is like that, a gust of wind and a gust of rain. You say that for these 40 years, they gave it to me

How much joy we have, we're just innocent fans, they didn't give us a lot of toss, do you remember those black three minutes? while

When we were at the scene, how painful, that pain I think is still indelible! I hugged you and cried at that time, and you will not forget

Right? Now that I think about it, after so many years, I have also figured out that if it is a national team that can reassure you, it will not let you out

Now this black three-minute one, in the final analysis, is not fate, but its own strength! Our national football team is one that never grows up

Up up can never make you intimate reassuring team! You see, people Brazil and Argentina, Germany, Italy, and even Japan and South Korea,

Do people easily make their fans sad! Even if you lose, you lose wonderfully and brilliantly! Of course, you can't compare with others, but you

You have to kick out some ambition! To put it bluntly, the national team is not a man, but a woman, and women will also protect their children,

As for him, he's more of a girl than a girl, not to mention the failure of playing football, and he's still pretentious! It's not that Chinese men are useless, but Chinese football is not

Use. ”

Ruolan continued to say~~

"To ask a teenager to come to the rescue, wishful thinking! What if you win one game, it's not that you can't change the status quo of Chinese football at all.

Don't think about it, what science and technology rejuvenate the ball, save, that's! It's also a joke to say it. Wait for them to finish third in the Asian Cup

Two, it's reasonable, win the championship, hehe, I'll go home and hug my grandson! ”

Aunt Wang next to her listened to it, hehe, grinned widely~~

"But this time it's really different!" Lao Wang approached Ruolan sensationally!

"Auntie, can you not laugh!" Lao Wang roared at the aunt. The aunt burst a sentence of "madman" and turned to leave~~

"Yes, it's different every time! We've heard this too many times, and every time the Chinese team wins a game, it's different, but in the end

It's still the same. Brother Wang, the national football team is a gust of wind, a floating cloud, floating to blow you is cool, and when you are very happy

He will give you two brushes, and he will give enough of many disappointments and despairs, and people only need to believe it once! You believe in her again,

Only the last person to be injured is you. ”

"Say no more. I have to go back to cooking, or Lao Chen will come back hungry. ”

.....

"Ruolan, tell Lao Chen that we will go to the UAE together to cheer for the Chinese team!" Lao Wang shouted to Ruolan who was far away

This sentence.

The woman's pace paused and she hurried away.

Lao Wang stood in place, looking at Ruolan's figure from afar, with an indescribable sentimentality of the red sunset! It turns out that not only do people grow old, but so does everything

Old! The eyes that look at the scenery will be old, and the heart will be old! If a person has a lover, he will be old! It's better to be ruthless and live a few more years! young

What about some?

.........

Ruolan peeked at Lao Wang's back when he left! A surge of emotion poured out. She's really hiding her feelings, Xinxi

Lan's game she was secretly watching! It just so happened that her husband Lao Chen went out to socialize.

When that teenager became the head coach of the Chinese team, she was so strange in her heart! Science and technology to rejuvenate the ball? She sneered.

But I hope very much.

Next to the TV that night,

The different performances of the national football team in the New Zealand game made Ruolan's heart twitch ~~~~ What kind of technology makes this group of young people so

Excited, kicked out a different violence and gentlemen, Ruolan is a pure lady type, the most worshipping hero! yesterday

She suffered from insomnia at night, and her eyes were red, which reminded him of the nostalgic Gao Fengwen Chinese football era.

The national football team was like a martial artist last night, and suddenly became a martial artist!

There are generally only a few strong teams that play the role of martial artists in Asia, South Korea, Japan, Iran, Saudi Arabia, ~~ China is just a match

horns, before the knife slashed, and cut a little look!

All martial arts are learned, Western, Shaolin, Hongmen, boxing are all used, the Chinese ancestors descended the dragon eighteen palms, nine yin true

Sutra, he can't use the sunflower book well, but it's a baby don't want to, go to learn the edge, buy a pearl!

But often the greater your hope, the greater your disappointment!

Lunch table.....

"Lao Chen, let's go with the group to watch the Asian Cup in the United Arab Emirates?" The woman asks her husband.

Lao Chen glared at her~~ Silence.

"We won last night against a strong New Zealand team!" Ruolan teased.

"Don't go! Don't talk about it, what if you win one game, you can still play Qatar and Iran, and they are all in the group of death.

I think they stayed for less than two weeks at most before they clicked back. After all, I gave him hope, and he disappointed me;

I'm so disappointed, I don't have this taste. Could it be that in the past, the Japanese devils were arrogant, and the Korean Lese laughed at us. I'm not going, this

I still want my face, you kick so ugly, you still want me to cheer!

"But I heard them say that the Chinese team has all changed and become stronger."

"That's nonsense, the Chinese team is just a mud that doesn't go to the wall, and if you come suddenly, it will be castrated tomorrow."

The atmosphere is not right~~ quiet

"He's coming to see you again?" Old Chen Youyou turned his head and glared at Ruolan angrily.

Ruolan was silent!

"Hmph, you two are really disconnected!" Lao Chen walked to the bedroom, ~ the sound of the door slamming shut.

The sound of the door closing, Ruolan sighed a few times, and fell into a long memory.