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"Junior brother, why is it different from what I imagined? Look, the entire stadium is filled with spectators wearing yellow. There aren't many people wearing red, are there?" When Fann Xi arrived at the football field, he was the first to sigh emotionally.    

    

Ann Sudong did not glance at them and said: "Of course, those people bet that they bought Peninsula Team, but the people in our country must have already had their hearts broken. Spending money to come here and watch their own country's team lose, then we might as well buy something delicious to eat, what are you doing here?"    

    

"That's true."    

    

Fann Xi nodded his head and said angrily: "What happened to those brats from the national team? There are many different countries and yet they look down on this tiny little football?"    

    

Wang Weijie's head almost buried itself into his pants, so only Fann Xi dared to say such words.    

    

Ann Sudong smiled lightly, "Eldest Brother is right, I think so too."    

    

"Sure enough, our heroes saw the same thing, but it doesn't matter. We're here. Junior Brother, there's hope for China."    

    

Fann Xi patted his chest, turned his head to look at the others and said: "Pass the ball to me in a while, I'm sure I'll win."    

    

"A sure win?"    

    

A judge who understood Chinese walked over and laughed loudly, "Brother, don't be too full of yourself. I've seen too many teams in China and they were all eliminated for the first time."    

    

"Do you see those spectators?" Those people are all cheering for the Peninsula Team, you guys are under a lot of pressure. "    

    

"Who are you?" Fann Xi frowned slightly, "Seeing that you are in such a bad mood, you must have had a lot of bad luck recently, to have the mind to bother us?"    

    

"You …"    

    

The referee's old face turned red and he berated, "I am the referee!"    

    

"I'm sorry, referee." Ah Niu walked over drunkenly.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

The judge looked at Ah Niu. His clothes were all messed up, and he could faintly smell the strong scent of alcohol. You're too old and you're a fan, so go away. "    

    

"Players."    

    

Ann Sudong laughed: "They are all my Penglai Football Team's players. Mister referee, what's wrong?"    

    

"Is that how your players are?" The referee was even more disdainful, "Enough, this daddy here actually bought a hundred thousand Peninsula Team, if I knew earlier this would happen, I would have bought a little more."    

    

"The referee also wants to bet?" Wang Weijie berated.    

    

"Will it kill you if you lower your voice?" The referee glared at him, "Otherwise, do you think you can come and see what kind of trash your Penglai Football Team is? Now, I'm relieved."    

    

While speaking, the referee turned around and walked towards the Peninsula Team. His attitude changed drastically and he spoke in pure island national language, talking and laughing.    

    

"Doggy eyes look down on people!" Cui Yong spat out from behind.    

    

Ann Sudong turned around, "Alright, let's move out. Don't take what you should do to heart."    

    

Wang Weijie glanced at the fans, "Mr Ann, if it wasn't for me, there would be very few fans supporting us today."    

    

I've watched last year's match as well, not many, but it's definitely more than this year's match. I've seen last year's match as well, but it's definitely more than this year's match, it's still the same, let them spend money to watch us lose.    

    

Ann Sudong raised his hand, pointed to the surroundings, and said: "Those places, will all be our fans."    

    

"Well said!"    

    

Fann Xi clapped his hands, "Junior brother is ambitious, I was just thinking like this. A few beautiful girls watching me show off would be more interesting."    

    

It seems that Fann Xi was on the road to the second spring of his life.    

    

"…"    

    

The group of people were exasperated. Did Ann Sudong not mean that at all?    

    

The match began.    

    

Kojiro even gestured to them with a 10: 0 ratio, then confidently said a few words to the referee, only then did he return to his forward position.    

    

"Your ball rights!" The referee waved the small flag in his hand and directly gave the ball to Ann Sudong and the others.    

    

"You don't need to fight for the right to get the ball?" Wang Weijie's mind was muddled.    

    

Is this still a formal match?    

    

The referee said contemptuously, "The Peninsula team agrees. We'll give you the ball, so they won't be under any pressure."    

    

"What the f * ck!"    

    

The group of people cursed loudly.    

    

Opening the ball, giving the ball to Ann Sudong and the others, they really wanted it more than anything. Seeing that Wang Weijie directly gave the ball to Fann Xi, Fann Xi ran over with the ball with excitement.    

    

"What's going on with Penglai Football Team number seven?"    

    

"Sleeping?"    

    

When the Kojiro and the others saw that Ah Niu actually started to snore, they couldn't help but laugh.    

    

"As expected, winning without any pressure, and looking at it now is even more uninteresting." Kojiro's face was full of contempt, "Get the ball over here, I want to score."    

    

With that, two of the guards immediately rushed forward to stop Fann Xi and snatch the ball away.    

    

The audience also roared with laughter when they saw this.    

    

It's fine if Ah Niu was sleeping, but what about the others?    

    

Ann Sudong stood there proudly, those who didn't know how many grass he had on the field thought he was counting.    

    

As for Dong Feng, Sun Bi Yang and the other two, each of them was busy with their own things, and just wanted to amuse themselves with the game console. Of course, they did not like to play games.    

    

The only things that were normal were Cui Yong, Wang Weijie and a few other people. They were on full alert, as if they were facing a great enemy.    

    

"It seems that Penglai Football Team is giving up on the competition." The commentator sat on the high platform and looked at the members of Penglai Football Team on the field. He said to his colleague: "I had originally thought that Penglai Football Team would struggle with all its might.    

    

Another commentator said: "There's nothing to be curious about. Rather than running around the stadium, why not just give up on such a hot day and let the other side score? Isn't China's team always playing in the world league?"    

    

"Haha …"    

    

The two commentators laughed.    

    

In China's capital city, countless of fans who were still worried about him watched the TV.    

    

"Fuck, what's with this Penglai Football Team? Even if I lose, I have to at least give it my all. I lost all my face and went abroad."    

    

"That's right. Watching them play football is worse than a three year old child. Damn it, it's a waste of electricity."    

    

"Don't be anxious, keep looking. I heard that the Penglai Football Team's No. 8 Player's Ball Technique was amazing, so I didn't notice that the No. 8 Player was currently carrying the ball through half of the match."    

    

"..."    

    

Many fans liked watching the match between superstars, and many people also liked watching the match. This was because the Chinese players were too noob, watching a match was like listening to a joke film, and they wanted to know how many jokes the Chinese team would come up with this year.    

    

"Look, only No. 8 Player went through half of the competition alone. This is simply a joke." The commentator didn't want to miss a single opportunity to mock him. He turned to the camera and mocked.    

    

"Could the No. 8 Player of Penglai Football Team have gotten lost?" The other commentator could not help but laugh.