Golden Greenery

Haiyang is a person who pays attention to appearances. With so many foreigners present, he did not speak Chinese to Zhuo Yang and spoke fluent English from beginning to end.

Therefore, as soon as Haiyang said these words, everyone in the audience widened their eyes. "Holy shit, Haiyang, tell me what's going on?" Zhuo Yang quickly asked.

The story begins with Haiyang and Diudiu on their way to Hanover.

The two of them flew all the way from China, from Xi'an to Shanghai and then to Frankfurt. On the flight from Frankfurt to Hannover, they were tired from the journey, and they started to feel confused with their heads next to each other. Amidst the roar of the engine, Haiyang vaguely heard the conversation between the two men behind him.

Because of the unlucky translation incident of "beating the mandarin ducks with a stick", Haiyang, who knew his shame and became brave, later worked very hard on his English. Now he is not only very good at his professional English, he is already planning to take the Business English Translation Qualification Certificate in the second half of the year, and he is also learning French as a second language. Once he got into it seriously, Haiyang's talent in language learning was fully revealed. He even learned Italian by himself. Although writing and reading are not perfect, it is still possible to make do with talking and listening.

The two men in the back seat were chatting in Italian.

"...short stands...firecrackers...700,000 euros...fireworks festival...thrown in...interruption of the game...Gallery Hotel..."

A few intermittent words, these were the fragments of words left to him by Haiyang's poor Italian hearing. Because he met someone who spoke Italian on a short domestic flight in Germany, Haiyang looked back at the two of them when he got off the plane. He had just heard about it at first, but in the solemn atmosphere of the wine party, he suddenly thought about it. Combined with the changes in the game, things seemed to have become clearer.

"Yes, they said they were staying at the Gallery Hotel." Haiyang confirmed again and roughly described the appearance of the two men.

"Gallery Hotel..., where is this? Why haven't I heard of it?" Zhuo Yang asked everyone.

"I know, Zhuoyang. I know the Gallery Hotel." Bangchui Ackerman immediately took over. "It's in the old town, very close to my home. It's a small family-style hotel. The proprietress, Aunt Elsie, is very familiar with my family."

Zhuo Yang immediately picked up the phone and reported the situation to the club and Big SB. Madibao immediately informed the police, and Big SB rushed over personally.

An hour later, Big SB called back. The Gallery Hotel was already empty, but they followed the information left behind. The Big SB people and the Hanover police stopped two people at the train station who were about to leave at the same time. of Italians.

Just a few days later,

With the abnormal betting situation reported from a certain gambling company in Europe, all the investigation results were revealed to the world. It's not complicated, it's just two Italian men betting a large amount of money on the betting site, betting that the game will be interrupted for more than ten minutes for some reason. In order to get high handicap returns, the two people studied carefully and went to Hannover in person for the International Fireworks Festival. They bought the tickets from scalpers and took advantage of the chaos after the execution.

In fact, this kind of frivolous gambling method often exists, but it is done by gambling companies to make it look lively and attract attention. In fact, few people place bets.

These two crazy poor Italians could have made a profit of more than 700,000 euros. The amazing thing is that these are still two Parma fans.

The unlucky Luca Bucci was chosen to explode, firstly because he was the closest and had the highest success rate. Secondly, instead of bombing Parma players, why not bomb Madiburg? But don’t forget that you are sitting in the stands of die-hard fans. Are you dying? I prepared seven or eight big thunderbolts in advance, and I made a great success in the first shot.

The Fort Madi club gave a false alarm, and the Parma people considered themselves unlucky.

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"Drink! Don't raise any fucking fish. Follow me and shake the mouth of the cup down. If you pour out a drop, we will drink three cups as a penalty." Haiyang rolled up his arms and sleeves at the wine table.

For the public, Haiyang has done a great favor to the Madibao Club; for the private, this is captain Zhuo Yang's best friend from afar. So, the soldiers of Madibao drank happily with Haiyang, but Haiyang waved his hand: "Beer is also called wine? The white one!" Everyone, please take a look, let Zhuoyang prepare for him in advance two boxes of Red Star from China. Erguotou makes its debut.

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"Zhuoyang, that goalkeeper of yours has a very good drinking capacity. If I didn't act cunning just now, I wouldn't be his match."

"According to you, that old Dionysian is far above him, so I can't follow your routine."

"Based on the painful lessons I learned from the drinking wars with my classmates from Northeastern China and those from Inner Mongolia and Xinjiang, it's hard to beat them in beer. Those idiots' stomachs are just like a fucking sewer, and there's no way they can compete with beer."

"White wine! I drank white wine with him. This is what I have learned from experience. Believe me, with thousands of years of white wine culture, we Chinese Xi'an people will never lose to anyone in drinking white wine."

This is what Haiyang told Zhuo Yang after he and Madibao Sanmen Adrian finished drinking two days ago.

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Sure enough, except for Zhirkov, the god of wine who drinks the most, he barely tied with Haiyang. The others, including the usually awesome and coaxing Lion King Lao Song and the Russian gentry Tsar Arshavin, All were laid out on or under the table by the ocean.

A good drinker is a good thing, but after all, we are all professional players. Our main focus has always been beer, and we rarely touch liquor. Haiyang has rich experience in fighting enemies in wine shops, coupled with his proficiency in using the skills of persuading people to drink wine in Chinese wine culture. From time to time, he will give drinking orders or "every seven is over", and there will also be a "Zi——" when he picks up the drink. It would be really weird if this bunch of stupid old men didn't fall for the trick.

Zhuo Yang was able to defeat the entire Madibao first team in just one meeting, and Zhuo Yang admired Haiyang to the point of admiration.

Haiyang curled his lips and said, "Learn a little bit." Zhuo Yang cupped his fists and said, "I would like to be taught..."

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Deserving of the word "hearty and hearty", the teammates were helped home one after another by their own women. Before leaving, everyone gave a thumbs up to the ocean of polite farewells, and everyone also threw out the wine under the influence of wine. In a sentence: Zhuoyang (Zhuo team, king), you are really not as honest as your buddy when it comes to drinking.

Most of them had dispersed, and only the two Russian heroes were still drinking the 'Drunk Resurrection Wine' with Haiyang and Zhuoyang brothers. Naturally, this was another name invented by Haiyang on the spur of the moment. Zhuoyang didn't drink much liquor all night, so it was no big deal. Haiyang and Zhirkov were both drunk, a little shaken but still sober. The same cannot be said for Arshavin. Although his drinking capacity is ranked among the highest in the Madiburg team, he is far from his compatriot Zhirkov.

The Tsar, who was always well-dressed, dignified, and elegant, had obviously released himself in his drunken state of mind. His collar was crooked, he talked more, and he was affectionate with Zhuo Yang.

Among the Madibao team, Czar is the person who has the least contact with Zhuoyang. Because of his personality, he likes to be quiet and dislikes making trouble, but he is still quite a good person. Zhuoyang knew that the Tsar was very considerate of his family and was not stingy when it came to spending money, but he never spent money recklessly. Most of his salary was sent home to St. Petersburg.

Arshavin has an older brother who has been bedridden all year round, and the Tsar has been helping his brother pay high medical expenses.

"Zhuoyang,...do you know?...In this world..." Arshavin held Zhuoyang in his arms and rambled on, talking like a drunken man. "...What I...hate the most...in the world are you...Chinese!"