City Football Finals - Beijing Team VS Industrial and Commercial Team, Beijing Team finally crushed the Industrial and Commercial Team with an excellent score of 4:0 and won the championship of the City Football Match!

Is the Beijing team powerful? - Awesome! They are 4-0 ahead!

Is the face of the industrial and commercial team swollen or not? - Swollen! 0 to 4, 0 to 4, not 0 to 1, the face of the industrial and commercial team is simply swollen anymore!

"Who's the champion of the city football team?" In the broadcast studio, football commentator Zhu Mingrui held the microphone, swept away the usual silence, and said loudly, "The city football champion is the football team of Beijing Institute of Sport - let us warmly congratulate them, they finally won the city football championship!"

After that, take the lead in clapping, regardless of whether the audience can hear it or not.

"Papa-" The audience seemed to be infected by the emotions of football commentator Zhu Mingrui, and consciously applauded and cheered loudly, "Congratulations to the Beijing team!" You guys are the best! ”

"Beijing team~You are so strong~ Win the district championship first, and then rush to the municipal competition~ Come on~ Victory~ No one can stop you~ Come on~ Victory~ Everyone has to applaud you~ We are~Your~True love fans~"

Dancing the flag, the girls screamed wildly, and once overwhelmed Liu Yun, the leader of the cheerleading team, "Beijing team~ come on!" Beijing team ~ must win! "Such a monotonous slogan.

Qin Siyu frantically rushed to the railing of the audience and waved her hand enthusiastically, as if her every move had been seen by Wu Zejun, and shouted excitedly: "Ajun~ You are so good!" ”

Luo Caiyi looked at the Jinggong Stadium from afar, and was not surprised to see the exaggerated celebration of the Beijing team players: they lifted Wu Zejun and threw him into the air, Wu Zejun screamed in fright, for fear that his teammates would miss and his ass would bloom - Lang Tao stood beside his teammates, clapping his hands swaggeringly and laughing.

"Put me down!" Wu Zejun on the field was not domineering at all, his face turned red, and he screamed again and again, "You should throw the Lang team, look at how happy he laughs!" ”

Lang Tao took a few steps back and said with a smile: "No way, who made you perform well today and score two goals in a row?" ”

"It's a shame." Wu Zejun smacked his lips dissatisfied, "I still want to score a hat trick!" ”

"Alright!" Lang Tao almost choked, "Anyway, this is the city football final, save some face for them, okay?" ”

"Haha-" The Beijing players laughed loudly.

As the loser, the players of the industrial and commercial team heard this, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Can it not be ugly? - As a strong team in the city football final, it is too embarrassing to concede four goals!

Which team will lose 4-0 in the final? - It's just a matter of losing four points, but it's a pity that the team hasn't even scored a goal...... It's as pitiful as you want!

Looking at Lang Tao blankly, Long Youyan didn't dare to cry if he wanted to cry, he couldn't scold if he wanted to, and his eyes were red.

Lang Tao caught a glimpse of Long Youyan and said with a smile: "Don't forget the dueling covenant...... He is not allowed to entangle Caiyi in the future! ”

"......" Long Youyan held back, didn't hold back, and shouted in a low voice, "He is not allowed, and I ......!" ”

"...... you?" Lang Tao squinted at Long Youyan with a condescending expression, "You have itchy skin, aren't you?" - Even if you go head-to-head, you're not my opponent, not to mention that the person Caiyi likes is not you! ”

"Are you ......" Long Youyan trembled with anger and asked through gritted teeth, "What qualifications do you have——! ”

Long Youyan couldn't figure it out: his conditions were not bad, what was inferior to Langtao?

"Those who say that they lose are not allowed to pursue Caiyi again, otherwise they will be shameless bastards!" Lang Tao suddenly raised his voice, deliberately letting the players around him hear, "You fought against me three times, right?" How many times have you won? Not once! You've ruined the covenant three times, and you still have the cheekiness to stand in front of me? ”

The surrounding players immediately quieted down like chickens, pricked up their ears, and listened to the gossip - the gossip after the game is really inconvenient to hear: after each game, the players will always leave the field in time, even if the game is hot, after the game, we must take into account the faces of both sides, and we must not tear the skin and create a bad impression on the image of the two teams.

Long Youyan was furious, turned his head suddenly, and scolded Wang Jin, "What are you doing to eat? Why let them win the game? - Are you all in the hands of the coach's tactical arrangements? Don't you want to play football anymore? Beware of me telling my old man to get you all out of here! ……”

Wang Jin's face was pale-just now he saw that Long Youyan was angry, thinking that he would do something drastic, so he deliberately ran over, wanting to stop Long Youyan from doing something stupid, but Unexpectedly, Long Youyan scolded and scolded very badly.

Although Long Youyan scolded Wang Jin, the content involved all the players of the industrial and commercial team.

Suddenly, all the players of the industrial and commercial team blushed angrily and glared at Long Youyan angrily.

In recent months, Long Youyan has been overwhelmed by Langtao's successive wins, ignoring the referee's onlookers and angrily reprimanding his teammates for their dereliction of duty. Excited, Long Youyan even said without words:

“…… If it weren't for my old man to establish Long's Business University, how could you be where you are today? - I don't want to play anymore, do you? I'm going to tell the coach to go and let him kick you all! …… Wow~ I obviously said in advance that Xue Lin would be abolished, but you didn't listen! It's good now, isn't it a shame to end the game with zero points? I'm embarrassed to meet people! …… I treated you well before, and you repay me like this? ”

Long Youyan scolded and scolded, the more everyone listened, the more shocked they became, and in the end, Long Youyan even said "My old man specially offered a reward of 3 million cash for you to kick and cripple each other, but you are like waste, not to mention kicking and crippling, you haven't even done a good job of injury", and I don't know if it's true or not.

There was a dead silence at the Jinggong Stadium.

For a long time, no one responded.

Long Youyan stopped and blinked, only to remember what he had leaked.

"I mean, you guys went too far and lived up to my expectations......" Long Youyan shuddered, and changed his words with difficulty, trying to round the field, "Usually I don't treat you well?" Everyone said they wanted to win the city football championship, but what was the result? - My father is in the stands, and now we are the runner-up in the city football team, how disappointed should he be? ……”

No matter how Long Youyan hides it, he can't hide the shady scene of the city.

The referee's face did not change, first let the two teams gather, line up, and then disband, and then remembered Long Youyan's unintentional slip of the tongue in his heart, and planned to take time to remind the Football Association.

The reactions of the two coaches were also different: the head coach of the industrial and commercial team was like sinking water, and his eyes calmly glanced at Long Youyan, but there was a trace of remorse in his eyes; Coach Meng of the Beijing team grinned - great! This time, the dragon should be planted if he is rich, right? Dare to meddle in the city, what a boldness!

At the same time, Coach Meng happily said: If there is a selection and recruitment of the national youth team, he can refuse Long Youyan this time.

Coach Meng has long been displeasing to Long Youyan: If it weren't for Long Youyan having a tough backstage, Long Youyan would want to use his strength to get into the national youth team? - Dream on!

In short, there is no need to see Coach Meng, the star substitute of Long Youyan of the future national youth team, and his mood is particularly bright!

in the audience.

Lin Ruojin elbowed Fang Yu with his arm, and said thiefily: "How about my buddy Jiang Bisheng?" ”

"You're not dead yet?" Fang Yu glanced at Lin Ruojin faintly.

Lin Ruojin didn't know whether he was alive or dead: "Give my buddy a chance?" - Anyway, your little sister doesn't suffer. ”

"Brother Ruojin, what are you talking about?" Fang Su was confused.

"Nothing." Fang Yu stroked Fang Su's head, "Wait a minute, brother will invite you to a big meal." ”

Fang Su's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Hmm~"

After coaxing Fang Su, Fang Yu snorted coldly at Lin Ruojin: "I'm still the same sentence, please think about it." ”

Lin Ruojin put away his smile and said categorically: "This is impossible." ”

"How could it be?" Fang Yu's face was full of disdain, "You want me to testify and show your sincerity - I don't like to see you play football, you really want to return to the team, you definitely have no position, haven't you seen the zero god in front of you?" Can you beat him? Don't laugh. ”

Lin Ruojin also said: "You want me to return to the martial arts arena, unless I am expelled from the school football team!" ”

"Then there's not much to say." Fang Yu got up and greeted Fang Su, "Sister, let's eat." ”

"Huh? Ah-" Fang Su was taken aback, "What about Brother Ruojin?" ”

"Leave him to death." Fang Yu dragged Fang Su away, "Your Ruojin brother only has football in his eyes, and he can't tolerate eating." ”

Fang Yu forcefully pulled Fang Su away.

Lin Ruojin smiled slightly bitterly.

At the same time—

Click.

The luxurious door was opened, startling Mr. Mo.

Before he could see the person who came, Mr. Mo turned off the live TV with one hand, threw the old wine he was holding with the other hand and threw it out of the door, and said angrily: "What about the people? Are they all dead? - Won't you knock on the door? ”

But I heard a "pop" outside the door, and it seemed that the old wine was broken.

Soon, a strong aroma of wine overflowed.

But I heard a young man's voice say, "If I can't hide quickly, my brain will bloom." ”

"Who?" Mr. Mo narrowed his eyes and looked out the door.

A short boy of small age approached.

The short boy was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he looked average, but he was very clean, and his temperament was young, but he was tough and steady, so that Mr. Mo couldn't help but look at him more.

Guo Dong ...... Mr? Mr. Mo saw the person coming clearly and spoke slowly.

"Mr. Mo Baishan." Guo Dong showed two rows of white teeth and said hello familiarly.

"Why did you come to me?" Mr. Mo raised an eyebrow.

"I've heard a lot about your deeds, and I'm looking for you to verify them." Guo Dong looked calm and polite, but he didn't allow Mr. Mo to interject, and asked straight to the point, "Some people say that you instructed your personal driver to drive into and injure the Confucian coach of the football team of the Beijing Institute of Sport, and also instigated a teenager named Fang Yu to seriously injure Lin Ruojin, the goalkeeper of the football team of the Beijing Institute of Sport...... Is there such a thing? ”

"How did I do it, do you have proof?" Mr. Mo glared, "I'm old, I don't dare to fight with people casually - if you dare to slander me, we will meet in court!" ”

"Mr. Mo Baishan, don't worry!" Guo Dong said good-naturedly, "I'm just asking...... By the way, I also heard that Mr. Mo Baishan fell in love with a little girl at first sight, and in order to catch up with her, he made a bet with someone. ”

Mr. Mo sank his face and stared at Guo Dong coldly.

Guo Dong said to himself: "It's a pity, you lost this bet." ”

Mr. Mok: "......"

"I don't know Mr. Mo Baishan, will you fulfill the gambling contract?" Guo Dong asked Mr. Mo with a smile on his bright teeth.

Mr. Mo gritted his teeth and said, "This is my private matter, and I have nothing to say." ”

"Okay." Guo Dong shrugged his shoulders, "I also heard about one more thing......"

"Mr. Guo has heard too much, right?" Mr. Mok was extremely impatient.

"Rest assured, this is the last thing." Without waiting for Mr. Mo to refuse, Guo Dong announced in one go, "As a celebrity, you meddle in the city football game, I'm afraid it's not good?" - I've heard some teams mention that every team that plays against the Beijing University of Sport football team will inexplicably receive new jerseys and funds, and it seems that just by kicking someone, they can get a lot of money? …… Is there such a thing? ~ Well, the Football Association listens to it and doesn't seem to be very satisfied! ”

"Are you mistaken?" Mr. Mo was taken aback, "How could I interfere in the city football match?" ”

"Oh? Is it? Guo Le seemed to be smiling, and suddenly threw out a thick letter.

Mr. Mo took out the letter, opened it and looked at it, and a bunch of photos were scattered in an uproar.

Mr. Mo was shocked to find that these photos all showed him, and they were taken of his various "transaction" scenes.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Mo stood up abruptly.

"Nothing." Guo Donghan's face grew, "Please explain to me, what are these situations?" ——Why are you connected with the Capital Normal Team, the Political and Legal Team, the Foreign Trade Team, the Science and Technology Team, and even the Industrial and Commercial Team? As far as I know, these teams have all competed against Beijing teams, is it ......? ”

"Nonsense!" Mr. Mo interrupted Guo Dong sharply, "Please stop your cranky thoughts immediately!" I was just...... I'm a little interested in football, who says I can't save them up? ”

"Really?" Guo Dong sneered, "Are you really interested in football?" ”

"Of course." Mr. Mo is.

Guo Dongdao: "That's better - this time, the Beijing team won the city football championship, does that mean that you will pay attention to them?" For example, how about giving them some savings too? ”

"No problem." Mr. Mo smiled slightly.

"Then I thank you for them." Guo Dong shook Mr. Mo's hand excitedly, "The Beijing team won the city football championship and advanced to the big football league - this is a good thing, right?" I'll leave it to you then! ”

Mr. Mo nodded and replied silently: I will appreciate the big football league of the Beijing team-

Guaranteed to stay in the first place!

There is nothing more abusive to Mr. Mo than seeing his rival continue to show off his might.

"In that case, then I'll take my leave." Guo Dong sneered secretly, but smiled seriously, "I'm really sorry, it's the juniors who are not good, so I bother you, Mr. Mo." ”

After that, Guo Dong said goodbye politely to Mr. Mo and walked away without looking back.

Mr. Mo almost broke his belly with anger!

Jinggong Stadium.

Lang Tao could never have imagined what impact he and his team would have on the national football team as a result of winning all the way.

At this point, he and his teammates cheered like madmen.

"We are champions!" Lang Tao picked up Xue Lin, although Xue Lin's weight made Lang Tao struggling, "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have won so easily!" …… We are champions, are we happy high? ”

Xue Lin's face was full of smiles, but he said reservedly: "Let me go." ”

"We are champions! We are the champions! Lang Tao ran towards the audience.

"We are champions!" The Beijing players shouted, "We are the champions!" ”