Chapter Seventy-Five: We Have Only One Goal
Qian Fugui was holding a greasy skewer in one hand, a cup of milk tea in the other, and his mouth was stuffed with cumin mutton. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
When the guy with dyed hair like a ruffian laughed at him in front of him, Qian Fugui's face turned red all of a sudden, and he stood there blankly, looking at the little yellow hair and the group of laughing people behind him, and for a moment he just wanted to find a crack to get into.
It wasn't that no one had secretly laughed at him for eating fiercely, but those people had lowered their voices and walked past him before snickering. But these people, especially this guy who took the lead, had no intention of hiding it at all, and laughed directly in front of Qian Fugui.
Even when he was mocking him, the voice was so loud that the whole street could hear the sentence: "This eating appearance, the pigs in the countryside can't imitate it, ahhahahaha..."
In all fairness, Zhao Rang wanted to give a wave of praise to this little yellow hair's evaluation, because his description of Qian Fugui's appearance was very good, and Zhao Rang also disliked Qian Fugui's bad appearance.
However, when Qian Fugui stood in place with a red face and was at a loss, Zhao Rang stood up without thinking about it.
I can hate Qian Fugui, because he is my brother.
But which onion are you, and you actually scold him like a pig on the street?
Zhao Rang glanced at the little yellow hair coldly and said, "The pig really can't imitate it, you can try it." ”
He spoke unceremoniously, and the one who spoke politely at this time was not a man at all.
If someone insults you and you laugh it off, it is indeed humble, but if someone insults your friend and you still have this attitude, then either the person being insulted is not your friend at all, or you are not a man.
"Hey, you're pretty sideways!" The little yellow hair glanced at Zhao Rang and said, "Why, he still doesn't let me say anything about his behavior that affects the city's appearance?" ”
"I didn't let you say it. I just think you must be imitating it, how about it, do you want to try it? Zhao Rang shrugged.
Zhao Rang's words made Xiao Huangmao's eyes cold, "Stir up trouble, right?" That way, brother? ”
Zhao Rang frowned, looked at this little yellow hair who looked like a gangster and said, "I don't want to stir up trouble, but you have to apologize to my friend." ”
"Apologize?" Xiao Huangmao was stunned for a moment, he glanced at Zhao Rang in surprise, and then laughed, laughing breathlessly, he turned around and smiled at the seven or eight friends behind him: "They actually asked me to apologize?" ”
In the laughter of a group of people, Xiao Huangmao turned around and said viciously to Zhao Rang: "Didn't you understand the situation?" It's our side! ”
Qian Fugui pulled Zhao Rang from behind, obviously not wanting him to get into trouble for himself.
Xiao Huangmao stepped forward in two steps, and his fingers poked Zhao Rang very unceremoniously, he just wanted to say something cruel, but at this distance, he suddenly saw the words on Zhao Rang's coat.
Xiao Huangmao took a closer look at Zhao Rang's coat, and suddenly asked, "You are from the Yan University Varsity Team, and you are here to participate in CUPL?" ”
Zhao Rang nodded subconsciously, and Xiao Huangmao suddenly laughed out loud, and said while laughing: "You are the garbage team from Beihai?" Is Yan University, one of the four garbage teams? Hahahaha, I didn't expect a guy like you to dare to participate in the competition? Aren't you afraid of being abused? ”
Zhao Rang squinted, he suddenly wanted to start beating people, even if there were many people on the other side, even if the consequences of their actions might be miserable, but his right hand was already clenched into a fist.
But before he could make a move, a cup of milk tea smashed accurately on Xiao Huangmao's head at a very high speed, and the liquid in the plastic cup splashed everywhere, directly soaking his hair and clothes, and even a lot of pearls exploded from the cup and hung on Xiao Huangmao's hair.
"Mommy!" Qian Fugui threw out the milk tea in his hand very domineeringly, and then took a hard bite of the mutton skewer on the bamboo stick in his right hand, threw the bamboo stick on the ground, and walked to Zhao Rang's side in front of seven or eight people on the opposite side, as if he wanted to pick a group of people, and when everyone didn't come to his senses, he dragged Zhao Rang and ran!
"Holy! Give me chase! Xiao Huang Mao looked at the backs of the two of them flying away, and angrily threw off the pearls in his hair, and then raised his feet to chase!
At this time, the effect of being forced to run by Fang Shaoyou every morning was shown, and at first the gang was still chasing after them, but as time went by, Qian Fugui and Zhao Rang did not slow down much, but the seven or eight people on that side were almost tired.
Little Yellow Mao panted like a cow, supporting his knees with his hands, watching the two guys escape, there was nothing else to do but scold.
"You guys TM run! If you have the ability, don't come to CUPL, and when you see it, Lao Tzu won't beat you out! Mom sells batches! Ge Laozi! Bastard! ……”
……
Until Qian Fugui and Zhao Rang fled back to the hotel and talked about it with everyone, they were still a little unhappy and afraid.
Of course, the unhappy thing is the arrogant attitude of the little yellow hair, and then I'm afraid, if I don't run away and get caught, I'm afraid that I won't be able to participate in the opening ceremony tomorrow...
"We're really underestimated everywhere." Zhou Huan shook his head, thinking that Zhao Rang and Qian Fugui were still impulsive.
"It seems that there are still a lot of people who know our Yanda." Lu Qian laughed in a low voice: "It seems that Sun Wen's assessment has been read by many people. ”
Gong Qian stood aside coldly and said, "The four garbage teams, it's interesting." ”
"In a sense, being despised is actually achieving our original strategic purpose." Bai Panhong interjected on the side: "It's just that why am I still very unhappy?" ”
"It's okay if you're upset." Fang Shaoyou said disapprerovingly: "If there is anything unpleasant now, remember it, and when the game starts tomorrow, give me the strength to feed, let them see the true strength of our C-level team!" ”
Nothing was said all night.
On the second day, it was sunny and cloudless.
Early in the morning, the people of Yan were in high spirits, and under the leadership of Tang Weiyang, they walked towards the Guangzhou Olympic Stadium.
At the same time, the other thirty-one teams also streamed out of their hotels, marching towards their ultimate goal under the warm morning sun.
Later, one after another, a large number of spectators began to pour in to the Olympic Sports Center, and reporters from all walks of life also entered the venue with their long guns and short cannons, Sun Wen was one of them, and he was moving forward while still thinking about yesterday's interview in his mind:
"So what are your goals this time? In other words, what kind of results do you get, are you satisfied? ”
"We have only one goal – to win the championship."