Seeing that the halftime was about to end and the second half was about to begin, Gao Yuan had no time to hesitate.

He decided to kill the toilet a second time.

There's no way, I can't conjure a bottle of unknown liquid out of thin air in front of everyone, and that bottle is extremely delicate, antique, and at first glance, it is reminiscent of metaphysics, magic and the like.

Gao Yuanqi stopped, and the conscientious security guard next to him stopped him and asked, "Why are you going?" ”

"Go pee!"

"Didn't you just go?" The security guard asked, puzzled.

"You have to take care of it! Lao Tzu can't urinate frequently! ”

Of course, the above dialogue, both of them shouted loudly, and most of them even guessed with the elements, because both of them have not fully recovered from deafness, and they are still in a state of semi-deafness.

Gao Yuan's "second trip to the toilet" was a great risk, because when he looked at him, the group of fans with Vuvuzula wearing earplugs also followed him with bad intentions.

Gao Yuan stiffened his head, followed by a large number of people, and once again slaughtered the toilet of Mirasol's home stadium.

On the way, in the convenience store in the gymnasium, Gao Yuan bought a bottle of mineral water and a large ball of cotton wool to plug his ears.

Outside the toilet door, Gao Yuan kindly divided the cotton wool into three, taking one for himself and one for each of the two security guards.

The two security guards were also very moved, and they were ordered to monitor others, but they were still thinking about themselves.

Moved, he patted Gao Yuan's shoulder and said something, but Gao Yuan didn't hear it clearly, because he was still half deaf.

The guys with the vuvuzula didn't mind Takato plugging his ears either, their purpose was to keep Takato from making phone calls with Team DB. Now he took the initiative to plug his ears and how to make phone calls.

Although Gao Yuan didn't seem to be ready to make a phone call, the procedure that should be taken still had to be left, and the vuvuzula in the toilet still had to be blown.

Gao Yuan took a deep breath at the door of the toilet, turned his heart sideways, strode into the toilet, and took the mineral water bottle into a partition of the toilet.

A large group of people who were holding vuvuzula followed him and rushed in.

Gao Yuan's past has quite the spiritual bearing of "where the Tao is, although tens of millions of people go to me".

If you don't go to the stinky toilet, with a bit of desolate zither soundtrack, it really has a sense of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will not return".

When the door of the toilet partition closed, a deafening whistle sounded in the closed toilet.

The two security guards did not accompany Gao Yuan into the toilet this time, but stayed at the door of the toilet, after all, the meager salary was really not worth accompanying Gao Yuan to play with him.

However, it can also be inferred from this that what they just said to Gao Yuan should be something like "take care of yourself".

Although the two security guards were only guarding the door, and their ears were stuffed with cotton wool, they were still upset by the deafening sound of woovuzula, and they glanced at each other, both of them could see in each other's eyes that they could not bear and worry.

Alas, is that kind Chinese young man okay? Will he be able to withstand the noise attack?

After waiting for a while, Gao Yuan didn't come out, and the two security guards became more and more worried, couldn't they be stunned in the toilet? Do you want to rush in and have a look? Or just call an ambulance?

Just when the two of them were worried, Gao Yuan finally rushed out of the toilet.

His face was pale and tired, and he looked like he had just experienced inhuman torture.

He was still carrying a mineral water bottle in his hand, but the water in the bottle had obviously been replaced, turning into some kind of yellow unknown liquid.

The Mirasol fans who were blowing in the toilet were also exhausted, and in this stinking environment, it was also a hard job to blow with all their strength.

Although they were all prepared and wore earplugs, noise is pervasive, just like the "Seven Wounds Fist", which is basically a thousand kills and eight hundred self-losses.

No way, who made everyone a crazy fan of Mirasol!

Gao Yuan once again hugged back and forth, leading a large number of people back to the stands.

At this time, the second half of the game was about to begin.

Television signals have also been restored.

The commentator commented: "The second half is about to start and we see that the home team have returned to the pitch and they look well and in good spirits.

But the visitors are yet to come out of the dressing room and judging by their first-half performances, they need to make adjustments. However, their manager was unable to enter the dressing room and give them instructions on what to do for the second half of the Young Guards. ”

At this time, the TV camera found Gao Yuan in the stands, who was sending a text message in the middle of his head, next to a mineral water bottle filled with yellow liquid.

"According to the reporters at the scene, after a 15-minute half-time break, the head coach of the DB team went to the toilet twice in a row! He's so young wouldn't be a prostate that's not good! The narrator teased.

The commentator interjected: "Maybe I'm too nervous"

"Do you mean, this poor young man was scared to pee? Ha ha! ”

At this time, the camera zoomed in and gave a close-up of the mineral water bottle next to Gao Yuan.

"My former colleague told me in the headset that the head coach of the DB team went to the toilet and the mineral water he brought with him turned into this liquid, we don't know what kind of liquid it was, but when it came out of the toilet, I think it was probably urine, but why did he bring a bottle of urine out? This behavior is very weird, what kind of scheme is there? Or is it some kind of occult supernatural power in the East? Or is this young man unable to bear the pressure and is mentally disturbed? ”

The commentator added: "These are unknown, but judging from the full amount of bottles, this young man should have been holding back for a long time before, and judging from the color, he should be on fire more seriously!" ”

"Hahahaha"

The commentary room was filled with cheerful atmosphere.

At this time, the players of the away team, under the urging of the referee, began to walk out of the locker room one after another, but one by one drooped their heads, looking depressed and lacking in energy.

'The DB players looked languishing and it looked like the 15 minutes of the break were not enough for them.

At this moment, the camera camera caught Periatti glancing at his phone, then hurriedly stopped the players who were walking towards the stadium, and then hurried to the side of the stand where Gao Yuan was.

"What is this for? Is Gao Yuan going to arrange some new tactical instructions for the team? But it's about to start, so it's a little too late, right? The narrator wondered.

But I saw that Gao Yuan didn't say anything, picked up the mineral water bottle on the side, and threw it down the stands.

"Oh my God! The head coach of the DB team actually smashed the assistant coach of his team with a mineral water bottle full of urine! What is he doing? Are you expressing your dissatisfaction with the team with practical actions? ”

Seeing that Periatti was vigorous, he took the mineral water bottle in his hand with a leap, and then hurried to the sidelines.

Then, the DB team's coaching staff was busy pouring the yellow liquid into the players' bottles of mineral water.

“·····”

The commentator and the guest commentator were dumbfounded, and the audience in front of the TV and at the scene were dumbfounded and dumbfounded at the work of the DB team.

"If I'm not mistaken, they must be ······"

The narrator barely managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"Oh my God, it's true! Look, drink! Really drunk······· The Chinese of the team drank the water mixed with liquid! ”

The narrator suddenly exclaimed.

"The Chinese are disgusting! They actually drank urine! ”

"No, it's not just the Chinese, you see, the Brazilian players of DB also drank!" The commentator reminded.

Sure enough, on the pitch, every main player drank mineral water mixed with an unknown liquid, even a wounded man like Ricardo with gauze on his head.

"Too... Too... It's disgusting! The coach of the DB team actually forced his players to drink pee! The db players played badly in the first half, but you can't punish them so insultingly! They are not animals, they are people! They're just kids! ”

"Save the kids!"

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