Chapter 172: The Insult of Black Americans

Liu Zaishi and Lee Kwang-so woke up, their faces were a little swollen from sleep, and they subconsciously looked at the time, admiring Jiang Haoran's physical strength is really good, if Liu Zaishi was driving, it is estimated that he would stop on the road for a while. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, Crystal, up." Jiang Haoran took away the tissue box and woke up Little Crystal.

"Arrived?" Su Yan opened his eyes and found that he was covered with a coat that Jiang Haoran wore in the morning, and his face immediately turned red, and he thanked him with a sideways face: "Thank you, Oba." ”

"It's okay, idol is also an ordinary person, you have to rest when it's time to rest, we players are much easier than you, and we will be better to ourselves in the future." Jiang Haoran unfastened the seat belt for the crystal.

"yes, got it." Crystal warmed her heart and pursed her lips cutely.

As a result, the good atmosphere was broken by Jiang Haoran again: "Haha, are you so moved that you want to cry?" ”

"No, it won't!" Crystal opened the door and jumped out of the car, and after recovering his physical strength, he became much more lively.

This is a big farm, no high-rise buildings, no shopping malls, fresh air, Runningman rented this place, and Jiang Haoran didn't have VJ and PD to keep up after getting off the car, so I didn't think it was a little strange.

Kang Haoran found that Yoo Jae-seok and Lee Kwang-so did not rush to ask about the PD task, but calmly waited for something.

Soon, the members of the other two teams also arrived, and twelve people gave twelve small benches to wait.

"I'm a little hungry." Ji Hyo touched his stomach.

When she said this, the others felt hungry, but they should continue to record, right?

"It's going to be lunch soon, and you look on TV and think we've been running, but we still have to eat, otherwise we won't have the strength to do the afternoon game." Liu Zaishi couldn't help but smile when he saw Jiang Haoran and Kong Liu sitting on the stool and didn't know what to do.

"Oh? And a break? To be honest, Jiang Haoran really didn't know that Runningman would stop filming halfway, and thought that the chocolates and other snacks in the car were used to fill his stomach.

At this moment, Jiang Haoran's PD Li Huanzhen came over with 12 boxed lunches: "I've been waiting for a long time, the boxed lunches packed from the Korean restaurant should be to the taste." ”

“nice！” Lee Kwang-so and Kang Haoran helped divide the lunch box.

"Jiang Haoranxi, are you full of food at this point? I've heard that basketball players eat a lot. Kong Liu asked.

"That's right, O'Neill's appetizer has to eat 50 roasted wings before dinner, and Wuli Haoran will eat a boxed lunch without steak, okay?" Liu Zaishi grabbed Li Huanzhen, Jiang Haoran was finally invited in this issue, and he even got the same amount of boxed lunch, and people may not come next time.

"Ahh It's because we're not thinking about it, so I'm going to get another one. Li Huanzhen slapped his head, yes, Jiang Haoran is an athlete, how can he eat as much as idols.

Jiang Haoran couldn't help laughing and said, "No, do you think I'm the king of big stomachs?" I'm only 79KJ, not as heavy as Brother Zhong Guo, when I eat a lot, it's because the training intensity is too high, and I need to replenish a lot of energy, which is not as exaggerated as I imagined. ”

"I think so too......" Xue Xuan said as she sat elegantly next to Jiang Haoran to eat.

"Oh? Why do you think so? Crystal rarely took the initiative to ask others, and asked naturally with his head sideways.

"That...... If you eat so much every day, shouldn't you be a big fat person? ”

"Poof! Hahaha! Everyone was amused by Xue Xuan's words, Zheng Xiujing and Song Zhixiao empathized, the company required them to strictly manage their bodies, but they danced or filmed every day, and the only way to manage their bodies was to reduce the amount of food, and they couldn't help but be startled when they heard the amount of food of professional basketball players that the men talked about just now.

"Eating so much also consumes a lot, we don't have much limit on weight, but we have strict requirements for fat content, it's okay to increase muscle, and sweat all day is as heavy as eating." Jiang Haoran talked about why he eats more as a professional player, but for him, eating steak every day is simply torment.

"See, my brother is muscle, not fat." Gary said proudly.

While everyone was eating, a low motor whistle was heard, and a white Lamborghini drove at low speed from the country road.

The roadster made the members turn their heads to look.

"This is America." Ji Seok Jin sighed, just this car, there are not many cars in Gangnam District of Seoul.

Jiang Haoran didn't raise his head, just in the parking lot of the Spurs training hall, there are several tens of millions of sports cars, Duncan, Parker and Ginobili look low-key, the car is not worse than the giants of other teams, plus RC Buford and the Spurs owner's spare two luxury Lincoln and Coach Popovich's Bentley.

Aldridge's sports car was actually the most expensive, but it was in Portland for his family to drive, but that didn't stop him from buying another Malasati in the Holy City.

"Wow, Dafa, Xiangche beauty." Gary couldn't help but admire, a scantily clad American woman in this open-top Lamborghini was partying with champagne, and the black man driving the car next to her was hooking the beauty with one hand and the steering wheel with the other, no wonder she was driving so slowly.

Seeing a group of Asians looking at him, the black man said disdainfully to the big wave of beauties next to him: "Look at this group of Asian boys, and they also came to the United States to make films, it's love. Color tablets? ”

"Haha, for sure, look at how they haven't seen the world." The voice of the big wave beauty is very loud.

Jiang Haoran's brows furrowed, this serious racist voice made him very unhappy, and Crystal, who was also very good at English, also turned his head away and tried not to listen.

At this time, the car was closer to the members, and the black man saw Jin Xuexuan and Zheng Xiujing at a glance, and couldn't help but light up, threw his sunglasses to the side, and said mockingly to Xiujing: "Hey, prostitute (**), $500, play?" ”

Then he casually took out a few large bills from the side and waved his hand towards the RM program team.

Liu Zaishi also understood a little, and he was still quite worried about the reputation of black Americans, so he hurriedly said to the members: "Leave them alone, let's finish eating, let's record." ”

But before he finished speaking, he saw Jiang Haoran, who was originally facing Lamborghini, stand up all of a sudden, turned around and subconsciously scolded in Chinese: "I'm a grass mud horse, who!" Yell a P! ”

He doesn't care who scolds, but insulting women, he Jiang Haoran can't stand it!

"Fuck.off" Jiang Haoran said directly to the two people in the sports car, he actually used Asian women as playthings, which made him instantly angry.

Xue Xuan and Crystal looked at Jiang Haoran blankly, Kong Liu hurriedly went up to pull Jiang Haoran away, Jiang Haoran stood motionless.

"Oh? Aren't you that Asian ginger? ”

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(To be continued.) )