Even if you come late to support Kabi’s war camp and leave no room for counterattack, it will not save the fact that everyone knows, because when Kabi learned what happened, his mobile phone rang soon.
Instead of Mr Haas, I came to Granada to prepare for Kabi’s birthday. Wedson, a Scot, lived a life that was not as boring as Kabi’s, so he could easily grasp what was happening in the online world.
Wedson didn’t mean to urge Kabi to go there quickly to accompany him. He dialed the number just to send a message to Kabi to tell him about the social network.
It was the hemp rat who benefited from Weedson’s kindness, but he was a step behind. Then I didn’t see much bullshit in Kabiwedson’s conversation. I talked about it for nearly ten minutes before hanging up.
"hey! Change my destination and send me to the San Wharton Hotel, where a friend is waiting for me. "
Suddenly, I received another friend’s support and comfort card. Like everyone else, I want to meet that friend as soon as possible to discuss friendship in detail.
So Wedson made an appointment to meet late for dinner, and Kabi said so after pressing the hang-up button on his mobile phone, asking Marmot to change his original destination and Wedson to stay in the hotel.
"No problem!" It’s strange how straightforward and simple the hemp rat’s answer is to lose its bullshit style.
One of the driving movements of the hemp mouse is to turn from the tangent line of the slow lane to the left line and prepare to change direction.
Kabi already felt the diversion of the sports car, so he said, "Thank you! Trouble! "
The sports car was going to turn left to the street, but when the traffic light indicated that the red light was on, the hemp rat stopped the car and finally stabilized.
"Which friend? Is it an old teammate? " The hemp rat is too lazy to even hold the brake lever. It is the foot plate that stabilizes the brake pedal and asks.
Cabios shook his nose and said very seriously, "I should have had Wedson a little before, right?" He is my old teammate. It is true that he and I are no longer at the level of teammates. We are friends! "
The hemp rat tapped two fingers on the edge of the window, and the rhythm of tapping was often accelerated, which was a kind of reaction, saying that he had little patience with traffic lights.
However, after listening to Kabi’s reply, the hemp rat stared at the red light and replied, "Well! I remember you did. Why don’t you take me to meet Wedson and make more friends? "
"but! That’s it! " Kabi didn’t refuse. Since Marmot decided to attend his birthday party, it was only a matter of time before he met Wedson.
Kabi made this acquaintance about twenty hours earlier, and at this time, the foot pedal of the hemp rat also loosened the brake pedal and stepped on the accelerator pedal instead.
At present, the road belongs to the center of the city, and the sports car naturally loses its human condition. It has life and is controlled by hemp rats. When the two rear wheels roll first, they hiss with the exhaust pipe. The whole car is so disciplined.
After turning to the left street, the sports car went straight out for 200 meters and then met another traffic light again. After the car stabilized again in a short time, the hemp rat could not help but vomit a sentence "Mom! There are so many traffic lights in the city center! "
The speaker is interested and the listener is interested.
It is easy to get the wrong idea by nature. When Kabi heard that the hemp rat was not tired, he said, "I can stop a taxi or take the subway to the hotel. If you are in a hurry to leave us, this is the way to deal with it."
"Are you an idiot?" Hemp rat’s face disdained to stare at Kabi’s eyes for two or three times.
Kabi found that the hemp rat’s eyes were not normal when he gave words and devoted himself to it, so he tilted his neck and asked, "Oh ~?" What? "
Out of the corner of his eye, the hemp rat glanced at the damn red light and repeated the sentence "Are you an idiot?" This is an iq question, please answer it carefully. "
Kabi didn’t answer. He was laughing. He just opened his mouth and laughed.
At this time, it happened that a motorcycle stopped next to the sports car, just like the sports car, waiting for the red light to turn green, and the motorcycle was riding two men. Although the helmet hindered the judgment, judging from their costumes, it must be two men.
Two men turned their heads and stared at the sports car. A man was stared at by others. The man was laughing with his mouth open like an idiot, making the hemp rat say, "All right! If you don’t answer, your performance at this time has already represented the answer. You really are an idiot! "
A cabby laughs even more. The glass installed in a big sports car has a sound insulation effect, but this is nothing. From the motorcycle, the two men didn’t twist their heads at all, so we should know that Cabby seems to be going wrong.
"You you are wrong I’m not an idiot! I’m a garbage! A garbage! Do you understand? "
It’s difficult to control while laughing, but Kabi handled this point very well. At least, the hemp mouse listened to him completely.
"Why? Are you going crazy? " The hemp rat asked the words so seriously.
Kabi is holding back his emotions and spitting in his mouth is normal. Many people say, "No! I’m releasing. I suddenly heard your humorous words. I’m very happy to laugh! "
Hemp rat head tilted and said, "Oh ~? Were you still upset just now? "
I laughed for a long time, and my throat and trachea were hard to choke. Kabi puffed out a breath of air and said, "It’s probably, but I’m also sure that I’ve been thinking about it all the time, and the more uncomfortable I am."
The hemp rat "snorted" and said, "This is normal. Anyone who is scolded by the group in his hometown will feel uncomfortable. Think about it. If the winner of the European Golden Boy Award is really you, then this is even more prehistoric!"
Kabi puzzled and said, "What? Pioneering work Shit, you forgot that I am a garbage! "
Such self-mockery failed to arouse hemp rat’s interest in talking.
The hemp mouse explained, "The European Golden Boy Award was awarded to a garbage."? Isn’t this a pioneering work? " to be continued
Chapter 200 abnormal plot in the afternoon
It will be 23 hours before Tuttosport announces whether this year’s European Golden Boy Award will be awarded to a piece of garbage.
Rubbish has a so-called mentality about whether he can win the prize. He wants to get more from Granada and also from the land of European football.
So when Pebio asked this question, the meaning of garbage was very clear. Of course, there was a prize, so there was no prize.
But the idea of rubbish has been changed for hours. He is more eager to win this year’s European Golden Boy Award than himself. If he must be himself, let Tuttosport make an exception and award this award to a piece of rubbish.
The suspicion that garbage suddenly gave birth to this idea was forced by Shadugir. The original reservation and so-called attitude towards awarding prizes have disappeared. Now the so-called reservation has disappeared in the garbage, and the so-called reservation has become very important.
The garbage has been holding back, and it seems that it will burst into emotions and grind two rows of teeth in a small way. These secretly angry expressions have garbage. I know that my friend Ma Rat has solved the garbage. Although the surface mood has improved, he later realized that Shadugir had made a mistake and let himself have no retreat.
It won’t be a good taste to be wrongly belittled by others. What about being wrongly belittled by nearly a million people? That feeling is definitely worse. Roffman’s garbage intuition is not suitable for this matter. The only way to get rid of it is to win the European Golden Boy Award.
This is the first step of revenge. What will happen next is that in the second half of the season, not only will they be ahead of Shadugir in comprehensive performance, but Atletico Madrid will be anxious to replace Shadugir as the only focus of the game.