Chapter 506 Almost Forgot the Game
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Feng Qing Yang
Chapter 506 Almost Forgot the Game
This sleep was extraordinarily sweet, and I had a sweet dream, but the dream lasted until noon.
Had lunch with Liu Muhan, according to the usual practice, Yang Ling went out to collect today's subsistence allowances, and the female president usually worked at home in the afternoon, so the life was so smooth.
Their side is extremely stable, while the other side has already exploded!
Today is the day for the PT team to compete with the SSD team!
The entire competition venue was filled with people. In order to witness this extraordinary competition and to see the arrival of several idols, the stadium that can accommodate 3 people was full of seats.
The organizers had considered the popularity of the game before, and built a giant electronic display screen outside the venue, so that the spectators who didn't buy tickets were crowded in the square one by one.
In order to maintain order at the scene, the city even dispatched a large number of police officers.
The SSD team arrived early to warm up, and the PT team came with two people, one manager Miao Cheng, and the other team leader Huang Zhuang.
As for A Ling and the others, no ghosts were seen...
Everyone whispered to each other, many fans were chanting the names of A Ling and Liu Dong, while the organizers were anxiously scratching their heads, if people like A Ling didn't come, then he would be too exciting.
The key point is that you can't do anything to them. They have money, so it doesn't matter whether they fight or not...
At the moment, A Ling, whom they care about, is cutting weeds in the villa area, and she acts as a sweeping aunt.
Isn't this a subsistence allowance?
By the way, it absorbs the vitality of weeds and serves the people, which is very good...
When he was absorbing the joy, the phone rang, and Yang Xue's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother, something happened, let's forget about the game!"
"Digging!"
Yang Ling was taken aback when he heard the words, and only then remembered that there was a competition today!
He said angrily: "Didn't I tell you to remind me? What are you and your sister Siyin thinking?"
Yang Xue said aggrievedly: "It was a bit late for a drive yesterday, so..."
"Oh, stop talking, come and pick us up!"
Yang Ling knew that now was not the time to talk nonsense, so he hurriedly threw the weeds in his hand and ran to the villa.
"Mu Han, stop working, pack up and go to the competition!"
"what?"
Liu Muhan was taken aback when he heard the words, the female president had forgotten so many things, how can there be work and money for competitions?
She hurriedly changed into her pajamas, and was about to put on simple makeup. Yang Ling said with a smile: "You are so beautiful, if you put on makeup, is it to make people fascinated?"
"Hurry up, let's go!"
The game time is two o'clock in the afternoon, and it's already one o'clock. It's obviously unrealistic to drive to Shanghai.
After hesitating for a while, the two drove the Falcon helicopter directly towards the Nanhu villa area.
As time passed, the voices of dissatisfaction at the scene became louder and louder. The scalps of several people in the organizer were numb. The key point was that they didn't know Yang Ling's phone number. The feedback they got from Miao Cheng was that Director Yang's phone number was kept confidential. ,can not say.
Forget it, Miao Cheng and Huang Zhuang were obviously angry because the players were suspended for one season, and they answered tepidly, wanting to kill them.
There were 3 spectators at the scene, plus [-] people in the square, it would be exciting to scold people.
The key point is that the live broadcast viewership of this game has reached 4000 million, and several major competitions abroad are also paying close attention to it. If the pigeons are really released, the PT team will of course be finished, and the organizer may die even worse.
(End of this chapter)
This sleep was extraordinarily sweet, and I had a sweet dream, but the dream lasted until noon.
Had lunch with Liu Muhan, according to the usual practice, Yang Ling went out to collect today's subsistence allowances, and the female president usually worked at home in the afternoon, so the life was so smooth.
Their side is extremely stable, while the other side has already exploded!
Today is the day for the PT team to compete with the SSD team!
The entire competition venue was filled with people. In order to witness this extraordinary competition and to see the arrival of several idols, the stadium that can accommodate 3 people was full of seats.
The organizers had considered the popularity of the game before, and built a giant electronic display screen outside the venue, so that the spectators who didn't buy tickets were crowded in the square one by one.
In order to maintain order at the scene, the city even dispatched a large number of police officers.
The SSD team arrived early to warm up, and the PT team came with two people, one manager Miao Cheng, and the other team leader Huang Zhuang.
As for A Ling and the others, no ghosts were seen...
Everyone whispered to each other, many fans were chanting the names of A Ling and Liu Dong, while the organizers were anxiously scratching their heads, if people like A Ling didn't come, then he would be too exciting.
The key point is that you can't do anything to them. They have money, so it doesn't matter whether they fight or not...
At the moment, A Ling, whom they care about, is cutting weeds in the villa area, and she acts as a sweeping aunt.
Isn't this a subsistence allowance?
By the way, it absorbs the vitality of weeds and serves the people, which is very good...
When he was absorbing the joy, the phone rang, and Yang Xue's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother, something happened, let's forget about the game!"
"Digging!"
Yang Ling was taken aback when he heard the words, and only then remembered that there was a competition today!
He said angrily: "Didn't I tell you to remind me? What are you and your sister Siyin thinking?"
Yang Xue said aggrievedly: "It was a bit late for a drive yesterday, so..."
"Oh, stop talking, come and pick us up!"
Yang Ling knew that now was not the time to talk nonsense, so he hurriedly threw the weeds in his hand and ran to the villa.
"Mu Han, stop working, pack up and go to the competition!"
"what?"
Liu Muhan was taken aback when he heard the words, the female president had forgotten so many things, how can there be work and money for competitions?
She hurriedly changed into her pajamas, and was about to put on simple makeup. Yang Ling said with a smile: "You are so beautiful, if you put on makeup, is it to make people fascinated?"
"Hurry up, let's go!"
The game time is two o'clock in the afternoon, and it's already one o'clock. It's obviously unrealistic to drive to Shanghai.
After hesitating for a while, the two drove the Falcon helicopter directly towards the Nanhu villa area.
As time passed, the voices of dissatisfaction at the scene became louder and louder. The scalps of several people in the organizer were numb. The key point was that they didn't know Yang Ling's phone number. The feedback they got from Miao Cheng was that Director Yang's phone number was kept confidential. ,can not say.
Forget it, Miao Cheng and Huang Zhuang were obviously angry because the players were suspended for one season, and they answered tepidly, wanting to kill them.
There were 3 spectators at the scene, plus [-] people in the square, it would be exciting to scold people.
The key point is that the live broadcast viewership of this game has reached 4000 million, and several major competitions abroad are also paying close attention to it. If the pigeons are really released, the PT team will of course be finished, and the organizer may die even worse.
(End of this chapter)
