I have to say that Correa's research on Fan Bizhuang is very thorough. He has long carefully studied the growth www.biquge.info and development of Fan Bizhuang through the information, and he knows very well what Fan Bizhuang's specialty is, and he is also very clear about what Fan Bizhuang is not good at.

Speed and precision are the strengths of the opposition, and sometimes small skills don't matter in the heat of the professional pitch, because modern football is all about being fast and efficient, and it is clear that Fan Bizhuang's style is well suited to the intense and fast-paced field.

And the rough feet and the small skills are not delicate enough is Fan Bizhuang's weakness. Of course, this is not a big problem in many cases, but this is the recording site of the program, and fans like to watch the players show off their footwork and tricks, if Fan Bizhuang can't do it, or if he messes up, it will definitely be a shame for Chiguo.

Correa just wanted to see the other party lose face. He played with the two small marbles in his hand and smiled sinisterly.

Many players with outstanding footwork and delicate skills can not only juggle the ball, but also use any part of their body to juggle oranges, which is called a smooth game. Correa knows this, but it's only a handful of people with a good sense of the ball who can do it. He didn't believe that Fan Bizhuang could do this.

The most important thing is that oranges and marbles are two concepts, oranges are still elastic, and glass marbles are hard, which can be called a difference of 108,000 miles.

Lars also knew the doorway here, and he looked at Fan Bizhuang worriedly: "Is it okay, Fan?" If it doesn't work, I'll refuse him, it's not in the show's arrangement. ”

"I'll try."

Fan Bizhuang said simply, nodded, took two steps forward, and took two marbles from Correa's hand.

This made Correa a little stunned, could it be that this guy can really kick marbles? Soon he threw this unrealistic idea out of his mind, and sneered in his heart: "It's just a bluff, look how embarrassed you will be!" ”

Riquelme in the audience was a little surprised and puzzled, he knew that Fan Bizhuang is a player who is very good at learning and imitating, since Fan Bizhuang saw his unique ability to pinch oranges, he has learned a lot of tricks, and he has also secretly practiced in private, which can be regarded as a good practice, but this is marbles, and oranges are two different concepts, can he really do it?

Riquelme looked at Fan Bizhuang with concern, and Fan Bizhuang also looked over and gave him a reassuring look, which made him settle down slightly.

The audience's eyes also widened, staring closely at the stage. They've seen oranges, but they've never seen marbles. This should be a very difficult skill, I don't know if Fan can really do it.

"Here we go."

Fan Bizhuang's face was still an indifferent expression, his left hand was raised, the marble was thrown into the air, and then fell, when the marble was about to land, Fan Bizhuang's left foot quickly stretched out, lightly paddled, and the marble rebounded instantaneously under the force. When he was about to fall again, Fan Bizhuang's right heel was another pad, and the marbles bounced up again like an obedient elf.

The light pad of the left and right feet back and forth, and the obedient rotation of the marbles from side to side, just do not fall to the ground.

After the marbles were padded again, Fan Bizhuang's right hand was raised again, and another marble was also thrown, the two marbles crossed up and fell, and the two feet were like a beat, rhythmically controlling the two marbles, and later, Fan Bizhuang played well, shoulders, chest, thighs, and any part of the body were in contact with the marbles, and the marbles continued to rise and fall, just not falling to the ground.

"Oh my God! What do I see? There really are people who can spin marbles on both feet! ”

"It's so good that it feels, isn't it?"

"It's not just the feet, the thighs, the breasts, it's the head...... Fan's body can play any part of the body, it's amazing! Idols deserve to be idols! With this, I am Fan's lifelong fan! ”

The fans clapped and cheered in shock and excitement, and even Lars kept exclaiming.

Riquelme also slapped his hands and laughed, he really didn't see that this kid had practiced such a unique skill at some point. He knows Fan Bizhuang well, so he was shocked when he saw this drama. If he had been replaced, it was estimated that he would not have played so smoothly with the other party.

There were screams in the recording room, all of them were amazed and exclaimed, only Correa's face was very ugly, he never expected that a move that originally wanted to make the other party embarrassed really became a stage for the other party to show off their stunts.

Fan Bizhuang saw Correa's constipated expression in the corner of his eyes, and sneered in his heart, hey, I want to see your grandfather go out of trouble, and make your spring and autumn dreams!

Of course, he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, others didn't know, but he knew in his heart that if Correa gave him other problems, he would really not be able to deal with it, just this marble...... Well, thanks to the guy at Cach, the idle and bored guy saw that he was having a good time with the oranges, and in order to make it more difficult for himself, he found a few marbles and let himself connect with the marbles...... The moment of truth comes in handy!

This face is so cool!

Correa's disgusting expression of eating poop made him breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, but this is not enough, come and don't be rude, grandpa, I am not the master who will not look for a field after suffering a loss!

When the marbles bounced into the air again, Fan Bizhuang stretched out his left foot first, swept sideways, and the marbles flew to Correa's side face with great precision.

"Bang~"

There was a slight thud, and Correa screamed, covering her face and screaming in pain.

"You ......"

Before the words fell, another marble was also kicked up by Fan Bizhuang, rushed to him, and smashed it hard in front of him.

Correa screamed again.

Lars was terrified to see from the side, and he could clearly see that Correa had two circular marks on the left side of his face and on the front face, and he could imagine how painful these two marbles were on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength for a while, I made a mistake, is Mr. Correa okay? Ha, if you accidentally make a mistake, Mr. Correa shouldn't worry about me as a junior, right? ”

Fan Bizhuang seemed to realize that he had caused trouble, and hurriedly stepped forward, expressing his concern and apology. Just look at the way the corners of his mouth are hooked, where there is a hint of apology.

The fans and spectators at the scene were all wonderful people, and they laughed out loud without giving face.

"You...... Bastard! You're deliberately hurting, you're trying to murder, I'm ...... I'm going to ......"

Correa covered his cheeks and looked at Fan Bizhuang, angry and angry, he pointed at Fan Bizhuang and wanted to spray, but Fan Bizhuang turned his head to look at the table on the side, reached out and picked up the soda can on it, shook it, and said to himself, "Finished drinking?" Just when everyone didn't know what he wanted to do, he threw the jar and his feet began to rise again.

After his whole body was turned upside down, he kicked the jar into the air vigorously, and he took a shooting stance.

"Bang~"

The jar was kicked by Fan Bizhuang's right foot and flew straight forward, and then, with a "clang~", the jar flew into the trash can under the stage accurately.

There was silence.

All of them opened their mouths wide and four words were written all over their faces: disbelief.

At such a distance, such a small opening in the garbage can, it is ...... was kicked into the soda can by Fan Bizhuang?

Nima, is this a movie? This is too scary, isn't it?

"Really...... It's really a long experience! Lars licked his lips and exclaimed.

Fan Bizhuang smiled and looked at Correa again: "Mr. Correa, do you still want me to show you something?" ”

"No...... No more! ”

Correa's head shook like a rattle. Just kidding, this guy is pointing wherever he wants, if he still dares to shout, it is estimated that this guy will "mistakenly" kick the mess in his face. The pain on his face from the two marbles still made him palpitate, and he didn't dare to speak out again.

"OK, then I declare that this is the end of today's recording! Thank you and see you soon! ”

Fan Bizhuang snatched the host Lars's lines, waved his hand to the audience, pulled up Riquelme, who was still a little stunned, and ran away.

"Finished? And that's the end of it? ”

"Hurry up, why are you still stunned!"

"Fan, wait for us, please give me a copy of your signature! Don't run, Fan! ”

The fans and spectators finally reacted, shouting and chasing after Fan Bizhuang.

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"Fan, you are not in the limelight today, I don't know, when did you practice the unique skill of pinballs, I was shocked to see you playing so smoothly on stage."

When the fans and spectators had almost dispersed, Fan Bizhuang and Riquelme walked out of a nearby room, and Riquelme said with a smile as he walked.

"Kach came up with a bad idea, I've been practicing for a while, and it just so happens that it has a place to use today." Fan Bizhuang smiled.

"yes, where it works, and it crackles that guy's face." Riquelme thought of the embarrassment of the other guest, and clapped his hands with laughter, "By the way, do you have a grudge against that guy, why have you been targeting you today?" ”

"I don't know, I haven't seen this guy before, this person doesn't know which string is wrong, and he came to me for trouble for some reason." Fan Bizhuang shook his head.

"As a result, the trouble was not found, and you were repeatedly slapped in the face, you kid is bad enough, and he doesn't give anyone any affection, I guess that guy hates you to death in his heart. You are a character who refuses to suffer. ”

Fan Bizhuang smiled, and when he wanted to say something, he saw a figure walking into the bathroom next to him out of the corner of his eye, his heart moved, and he said to Riquelme, "Wait for me, Roman, I'll go to the toilet." ”

Without waiting for Riquelme to reply, he "whoosh~" and trotted into the bathroom. I saw a pocket on the side of the road, and I didn't think about it, so I took it in my hand.

Sure enough, as soon as I walked into the bathroom, I saw Correa standing by the urinal.

Fan Bizhuang laughed twice in his heart, the dog said, I offended my grandfather, and if I don't give you a profound lesson, I will read the three words of Fan Bizhuang upside down.

Fan Bizhuang walked over lightly, and was about to put the pocket in his hand on Correa, but as soon as his hand was halfway raised, there was a gust of wind behind him, and then Correa's head was covered with a black pocket.

Fan Bizhuang turned his head in astonishment to see that Lars was gesturing at him.

"Don't move, let me come!"

Lars's face was ruthless, ignoring Correa's panicked shouting, and he punched and kicked him with his hands and feet, and when he was done, he put him into the urinal.

Fan Bizhuang was dumbfounded, gave a thumbs up to the other party, and turned to leave.

"I hear what seems to be screaming inside, Fan, are you supposed to be ......"

Seeing Fan Bizhuang come out, Riquelme looked at Fan Bizhuang with a strange expression and asked aloud.

"Somebody was beaten and pushed into a urinal." Fan Bizhuang said with a smile, and then waved his hand again, "Don't worry, it's not me, it's that guy from Lars." ”

Riquelme was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Lars is also a wonderful person, too, Correa is so troublesome on his show, it's strange that he doesn't get angry and doesn't retaliate." ”

"yes, but it's none of our business, let's go, Roman."

"Hmm."