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C579 Would-be Loser



C579 Would-be Loser

"Hehe, then let us sincerely wish them well. I hope that Hua Xia's Penglai Football Team won't lose too miserably, and we can also leave some face for them." Just as the two hosts finished their sentence, perhaps they really couldn't hold it in any longer, a smile appearing on their faces. The cameras sensibly inserted an advertisement.    

    

"These bastards!" Wang Weijie scolded loudly, "What nonsense are you spouting, don't you know that this is a provocation?"    

    

"It's normal to provoke a reporter from the M Country Sports Channel. Our country has been developing rapidly in recent years, so the M Nation has long regarded it as a thorn in their side. If we don't pull it out, they would feel unhappy.    

    

Ann Sudong didn't have any thoughts towards this. It was originally aimed at us, what are you waiting for?    

    

The only thing he could do was to counterattack and let those who wanted to watch the show know that he had made a huge mistake. "Let's go back and have a good rest."    

    

"Mr Ann!"    

    

Wang Weijie hesitated, then said: "One more thing, when we get off the plane, I received a phone call. In the domestic gambling market, the odds are 1: 10.    

    

"Eh …"    

    

"You must be very angry!"    

    

Wang Weijie clapped his hands and said: "I was very angry when I found out. Fuck, how can you not trust us?"    

    

"It's not that our countrymen do not believe us, nor that our countrymen feel disgusted the moment they see our Chinese players kick the ball, but that they are disappointed, because they have given the National Football Team too much hope, too many opportunities, one year, ten years, but the opportunity is not indefinite, Wang Weijie, it's been too long, the hope our countrymen give has been shattered by you players, you are saying that you are very disappointed, on what basis do you have?"    

    

Ann Sudong patted his chest, "Tell me, do you have the qualifications?"    

    

Wang Weijie was not convinced: "Why not?"    

    

"The short man from the island, is his physical fitness better than our Chinese?" Ann Sudong laughed, "Those shorties, because they eat too much seawater, their physiques cannot compare to ours. If they can do it, why can't we, the players from the major powers do it?"    

    

"Why?"    

    

"Because of shame, because of patriotism, because of the sense of national honor and the sense of mission."    

    

Ann Sudong spoke in a sonorous voice, "What have you players done? Everyday, the only thing on your mind is either food or women. When they are training with all their might and you are still in the belly of a woman, what makes you think that you can win? "    

    

"I didn't!"    

    

"Haha …" Ann Sudong shook his head, patted his shoulder and said: "Even if you don't have it, football isn't something for one person to do. Of course, with the exception of my Eldest Brother, the other ten people are all lazy, it's useless no matter how hard you try."    

    

"Let's go." Ann Sudong put his hands in his pockets, "I'm going back to sleep, now no one is thinking well of us, no one believes in us, it doesn't matter, after tomorrow, there will be people who believe in us."    

    

"Mr Ann, are you really that confident?" Wang Weijie was immediately excited.    

    

"Confidence lies in your heart. You don't even have confidence in your heart, let alone winning. You don't even believe in yourself, let alone asking others to believe in you."    

    

Ann Sudong did not turn back as he went upstairs with a whistle.    

    

Even you don't believe in yourself, much less asking others to believe in you.    

    

Wang Weijie seemed to have found his own maxim in his life. He repeatedly chanted and his eyes sparkled as if he was about to cry, and fiercely pinched his own thigh.    

    

"Aiyo, it hurts …" "Wahaha, yeah, I have to believe in myself. If I don't believe in myself, how can others believe in me?"    

    

Wang Weijie jumped up in excitement, facing a few men and women who looked at him strangely, thinking that he had gone crazy.    

    

"What are you looking at? Island Nation's Dwarf is waiting for me. In the first round of the preliminaries, I'll let you guys out!" Wang Weijie shouted. He pushed away the man in front of him and walked in with his head held high.    

    

"Eldest Brother, has this kid gone mad?" Ah Niu sat at the head of the stairs, gnawing on ice cream while banging his arm.    

    

Fann Xi was staring at the girls' miniskirt, "Ah?"    

    

"That fool."    

    

Fann Xi looked at Wang Weijie with an expression of interest: "What does that fool say, do you still care? Give me the ball tomorrow, I want to make the thousands of beauties on the field fall in love with me."    

    

Ah Niu glanced at him, "Eldest Brother, if you want to bewitch thousands of girls, please put on your shoes. I'm eating, if you don't want to, I don't mind roasting the Samadhi True Fire for you."    

    

Fann Xi trembled, and laughed dryly: "Hehe, hehe, understood, understood, the charm of a man, is always smelly, in order to attract the attention of little beauties, I have never heard of smelly men. Men are not smelly, but there are no beauties who like them."    

    

"..."    

    

The next morning, they went to Los Angeles, and the journey was three hours long. Since they were not at the famous big club, and the owner was Ann Sudong, they did not have the treatment of a big club, so on the way to Los Angeles, no one chartered them a carriage or even a carriage.    

    

The seats in the carriage were all filled with people. Beside Ann Sudong, there was a middle-aged man of Chinese descent who was looking up and down curiously.    

    

"What's wrong with me?" Ann Sudong touched his face, "Is there something there?"    

    

"No!"    

    

When the man laughed, his beard trembled and he laughed like a Mickey Mouse. "Are you going to Los Angeles to watch football as well?"    

    

"You too?"    

    

"Of course."    

    

The man laughed out loud and gave Ann Sudong a name card. "I'm Zhang Baichuan, I won this time by buying a million Peninsula Team, brother, why don't you buy some too? I have a channel here, so you can use your phone to place your bet. "    

    

Ann Sudong did not say anything, but Zhang Baichuan looked at him sincerely, "Brother, do not hesitate, let me tell you, this is a very profitable business, you follow me to buy the Peninsula team, I promise I will win."    

    

"Why didn't you buy our nation's Penglai Football Team?" Ann Sudong took the name card and looked at it, "I heard that Penglai Football Team are also very outstanding football team."    

    

"Tch!"    

    

Zhang Baichuan went closer to Ann Sudong, looked left and right, and said: "Let me tell you the truth, that bullshit Penglai Football Team, it's only because of luck that there's this entry, even if it's the A A team that came to our country, they would still be oppressed, let alone this unknown Penglai Football Team, it's just a clown football team, you have to lose, believe me, I guarantee that you will."    

    


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