Chapter 1213: Guess the Outcome on the Field
Looking at the center of the field again, Zhou Xuan saw that the bloodied cow was really trying to raise its head, and every time it inhaled, it was in agony, and its chest cavity collapsed a lot.
"Dying and throeping." Cruz waved his hand in disdain, and it was impossible for him to survive with such an injury.
Hearing the shouts of the audience, the matador looked embarrassed, and his face turned red, brighter than the color of red cloth, and the bull made him lose face, and cursed a few words in his mouth.
Yu Yue translated that this was his curse on the cow to shed the last drop of blood before he could die.
Suddenly, the sick bull suddenly jumped straight up from the ground without knowing where he got his strength, and the matador panicked when he saw it, shook the red cloth and threw it aside, and ran in the other direction.
Due to its location in the middle, it takes time for the matador to run to safety, and at this time, two matador assistants also rush to the rescue with red cloths in their hands.
But the bull went mad, chased after the matador, and when he came near, he bowed his head sharply and stabbed it with his horns. The matador's physical fitness was okay, he jumped on the spot, and under the exclamations of the audience, his right leg was actually stabbed, and then he was thrown aside, holding his leg in pain and screaming.
At this time, the two assistants also ran over, shaking the red cloth while shouting, but the bull was afraid of light, and his eyes were also bloody, so he was not sensitive to this, and swayed from side to side and stamped wildly, and almost stepped on the injured matador several times.
"It's too late!"
Guan Qing got up, stepped on the empty seat in front of him and jumped in directly, Nangong Xinyue stood up in shock, "Guan Qing, come back quickly, what are you going to do!" β
A young man without any security measures rushed into the venue, and the audience was in chaos, some worried, some excited, and screaming endlessly.
Guan Qing waved his arms, making a strange sound in his mouth, and after the sick cow heard it, he finally settled down, twisted his head in the direction where Guan Qing was running, and there were blood and tears in his eyes.
At this moment, two matador assistants stepped forward and stabbed indiscriminately, and the bull was stabbed into a blood gourd, and the dead could not die again.
Guan Qing stood where he was, until the matador was carried off the field and the bull was dragged away, and then he came back with a long sigh.
Cruz was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Guan Qing, why did you rush in." β
"I told him not to hurt the matador." Guan Qing said gloomily.
"It's unbelievable that the matador survived!"
"No, you should be surprised that the cow would show mercy to the enemy who wants to kill it."
Cruz's expression froze, and he didn't say anything else, the matador had already been sent for treatment, and naturally he was not in the mood to ask for cow ears or bull heads as rewards.
On the way back, Amy asked, "Guan Qing, you are so brave to save that matador." I thought you'd buy the dead cow that was sent to the slaughter! β
"Bullfighting is a Spanish custom, and the so-called local customs, I don't do anything special. Besides, they're all dead, and there's no point in doing anything. Guan Qing said.
Such an incident in the bullring was unexpected by everyone, and it also had an impact on the mood, Nangong Xinyue complained: "Cruz, I found that it is not good to watch the bullfight with you. Last bullfight, I was squeezed into the crowd, and several people stepped on me, and you can see the hand, there are still traces. β
"It's my fault, you were all injured trying to get out of the crowd and pull me back."
Cruz hurriedly grabbed Nangong Xinyue's hand, and was about to kiss it when he pouted, Nangong Xinyue screamed and dodged, the two of them fit the characteristics of best friends.
After having lunch together, Nangong Xinyue deliberately yawned, but Cruz didn't understand this layer, and said with a smile: "It's rare to have a time together, why don't you go to our group club to have a look, just poached an international football star, and scored goals in every game." β
"My brother hasn't rested yet, let's go tomorrow." Nangong Xinyue frowned.
"Are you tired so soon?" Cruz raised his eyebrows and smiled provocatively, of course Zhou Xuan would not show weakness, "Two sisters, in fact, I am not interested in football, but my fiancΓ©e Yu Jiangzhou is a die-hard fan, if I can bring back the autograph of her idol, I will be very happy." β
Cruz laughed, "You're so nice to your fiancΓ©e." β
"Don't envy them, aren't we happy in our second marriage?" Nangong Xinyue said casually, Cruz just smiled, and Nangong Xinyue asked curiously: "It's inconvenient to disclose, how much transfer fee does it cost to dig up a superstar." β
Cruz laughed and joked: "If you don't pay attention to football when you hear it, and tell the stars about the transfer fee, they will think that they have been insulted, as if it is a commodity to buy and sell, and it should be regarded as liquidated damages." β
"Don't you mean the same thing, don't interrupt, how much is it?" Nangong Xinyue broke the casserole and asked to the end.
"Okay, 100 million euros."
Zhou Xuan was also secretly taken aback, he knew that singers and actors were of high value, and it turned out that the sports industry had also made remarkable achievements. Nangong Crescent is staggering, and there is no doubt that this 100 million euros is also extremely risky. First of all, on the football field, players are prone to injury, which can also affect the game or leave the football field forever.
In addition, there is an extreme phenomenon where star players are vulnerable to key sieges, and even red cards can hinder him.
Also, some stars do not belong to the country the club represents, and some events are not available for attendance.
"Alright, it's going to start soon, let's go check it out." Cruz Zhangluo.
The group rushed to the stadium again, and the players of the two teams had already entered, one with red jerseys and the other with blue. This kind of competition will be organized by someone to make a bet, and it may also attract large bookmakers to participate.
Cruz pointed out that the star was on the blue team. After everyone sat down, Cruz smiled and said: "We take risks here, your husband is good, sit in the bank, and will not lose money." β
"Who said it, it also depends on the odds, it's as easy as you say, go to the bookmaker." Nangong Xinyue immediately retorted, poured out the bitter water, and knew how to defend her husband.
"So, let's guess which team wins?" Cruz asked.
"Needless to say, of course it's the blue team, a strong combination, it's impossible to kill the dark horse." Nangong Xinyue said immediately.
Cruz smiled and said nothing, but Zhou Xuan saw it differently, the stadium was in the north-south direction, the red team was in the north, red represented fire, and the north was water, although there were worries about water overcoming fire, but at this time it was the season of fire, and it must not be restrained. The blue color represents water, which is located in the south, which will be consumed under the fire and appear more fragile.
"I guess the red team wins." Zhou Xuan said.
"Alas, another pseudo-fan."
Nangong Xinyue sighed, thinking that Zhou Xuan was a baseless bet, and if everyone lost, they would be able to win. Cruz's smiling eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, quite charming, "This is a regular event, there is no dark box operation, your guess is very interesting." β
"It has to be like this." Zhou Xuan swore an oath.
Oh? Cruz was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, "Okay, then we'll make a bet on this, and the winner will get tens of millions of euros." β
High stake!
Zhou Xuan smiled faintly, "If you win, I'm willing to pay this money, if I win, I don't want money, just play the game once." β
"What game?"
"Honestly!"