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Chapter 649 I Was Really Insanely Stimulated [One More]

Soccer City Stadium, Johannesburg.

On July 7th, the eyes of the whole world were focused on this place. After a month of fighting for the 18 World Cup in South Africa, the top 2010 selected from all continents of the world after four years of bloody fighting will survive the fittest. Now only the last two "King of Kings" will be here.
It was a little past 17:20 in the afternoon, and there were less than 10 minutes before the official start of the game. At this time, the two fighting teams had arrived at their respective locker rooms. The Spanish team was doing their final warm-up on the field, while the Argentine team hadn't shown up yet!

On the field.

Spain's stars looked full of energy.

Unparalleled talent, super skilled skills, tacit cooperation proficiency, chic and upright posture... Let them still perform extremely gracefully even when they are warming up, and their movements are wonderful and elegant, attracting the red Spanish fans in the stands.

Including the temporary stands, the stands of the Football City Stadium can accommodate almost 10 people. This figure is already quite terrifying in terms of the capacity of various stadiums in this World Cup.There are huge slags piled up around the stadium. The Sottorn District is a relatively poor urban area, and the South African government has invested less in it. The traffic here from the center of Johannesburg is very inconvenient, and there are often traffic jams.

It is said that when the World Cup opened, many officials missed the opening ceremony due to traffic jams.

Even so, the stadium opened to the public from 14:00 noon to accept fans. At this time, it was completely full, and the seats of 100000 people were packed, and there were crowds everywhere...

At this time, there are still a few unwilling fans waiting outside the stadium holding up signs asking for tickets. Some of the other fans who don’t have tickets choose to watch the game on TV in a nearby bar. It's the same treatment-except that the wind at the top of the slag pile is really a little bit stronger!
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"...The game starts in less than half an hour. The Spanish team is warming up on the field. Everything is going very well for the [Bullfighter Corps]. They have no injuries and no main red card suspensions. Bosque can arrange the strongest lineup he needs at will!"

In the crowded commentary booth, the figures were busy.

Spanish commentator Cervantes is introducing the situation of the team in a qualitative manner. Like many Spanish fans, due to the influence of the pre-match media public opinion and the confident statement of Spanish coach Bosque, Cervantes is also full of confidence in the [Bullfighter Corps] finally defeating the opponent and winning the Hercules Cup.

"...Before that, our reporters tracked the bus of the Argentinian team, and according to the news they sent back, they did not find the top star of the Argentine team, Leo Messi, from the beginning to the end...Although Madman Li has always refused to hold a press conference to announce Messi's injury after the [flying stone incident], according to authoritative experts' speculation from the damage to the bus, Messi's injury must not be serious, and he will basically miss the final...Hehe, although the behavior of that extreme Catalan fan named Rolleris is not advisable, But if, after nine and 10 minutes, we finally win the Trophy without Messi, there is no doubt that his name will be recorded in the history of Spanish football!"

When Cervantes said this, he changed the subject again: "Of course, we also need to understand Crazy Li, hehe, because he is almost exhausted by the "World Sports News" and Flores..." Cervantes' tone was full of gloating, and he continued: "In my opinion, Crazy Li can finish the game without crying, and that requires his nerves to be made of steel!"

As the narrator of the opposing side, Cervantes' position was undoubtedly biased towards Spain.

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"...Oh oh oh oh, there was a huge burst of cheers on the field... What's going on? Aww, it's the Argentine team, they finally warmed up...God, there is still no Messi, even the substitutes are warming up on the field, but we don't see Messi, the soul of the team... Is it possible that this talented Argentine player who was originally considered by many experts to be the second champion after Maradona in this competition, really missed the World Cup final? This is really regrettable Already!"

The French commentator Jean-Dino is in a neutral position. He just expressed regret for the absence of [Barcelona King]. In any case, as neutral fans, what they look forward to is just a wonderful game, nothing more.

In the commentary booth, the most anxious person is the Argentine commentator Canitas.

Every cell in this guy's body reveals tension and anxiety. He is sitting on the commentary seat, his legs are shaking and shaking, which has never happened before.

Speaking of this, Kanitas suddenly seemed to want to play something, and anxiously grabbed the [God of War] Batistuta beside him, and asked, "Gabriel, you are a member of the coaching staff, tell me, can Leo play? Is it a madman playing a smoke bomb?"

To his disappointment, Batistuta shook his head.

Canitas was slumped, and even his golden hair seemed to lose its luster in an instant... However, he didn't notice that the corners of Gabriel's mouth were always upturned, as if he was suppressing himself from laughing.

"This guy... If everyone finds out that they have been cheated after the game starts, they will definitely hate him... Hehe, I really want to see that cunning and arrogant old man Bosque look dumbfounded... But speaking of it, this guy Li should be dealing with those difficult reporters right now?"

Batistuta couldn't help laughing again.

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"Stupid!!!"

Li Tongfan jumped up at the crime, pointed at Flores's nose and cursed: "You're an idiot, I still think highly of you. Do you think calling a few idiots with low IQs like you to play a stupid farce with you will make me lose my mind? Clean your ass and wait to be fucked!! Bitch, this matter won't end so long. You'd better let that Yankee disappear, otherwise, your fate will not be much better than the last time the dog crawled..."

Flores was dumbfounded, trembling with anger.

The old coach Bosque who was sitting next to Crazy Li was taken aback. Crazy Li...is really a lunatic. Could it be that he was really deranged by the news from the previous "World Sports Daily"?Well, this is a good sign, and an omen!

Other journalists crowded in the press conference hall also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Only those reporters who are more familiar with Crazy Lee should not be offended. They have long been used to being called "son of a bitch" by Crazy Li often pointing their noses... But for the reporters who have only come into contact with Crazy Li since the start of the World Cup, this is simply an unbelievable scene. In such a formal pre-final press conference, insulting a well-known reporter without any scruples, even Mourinho, who is known as a madman, can't do it!

And the reason for this scene was that Flores asked politely, "Mr. Madman Li, you to Ms. Wang Qinghe..." For a professional reporter, it is normal to ask such a question, but before he could finish his sentence, Madman Li scolded him back into his stomach.

A reporter from a tabloid in Spain couldn't stand it any longer. He scratched his neck and scolded angrily, "Crazy Mr. Li, is this the demeanor of [God at the Football Field]? It's so disappointing..."

"Disappointing your mother!!"

Li Tongfan cursed again, with a contemptuous expression on his face: "Another idiot, what are you staring at? You bit me? MLGBD!!! Mixed up, don't know anything, pretending to be a big-tailed hawk? What kind of demeanor? When did you ever have a shitty demeanor? Hurry up and let me die!!!"

The reporter's eyes were straightened and the corners of his mouth twitched after being scolded. He pointed at Li Tongfan but couldn't say a word.

"Okay...okay, very good!! Hehe, I really can't scold you more than scolding... Aren't you very arrogant? Why are you betrayed by the woman you love the most... Ah? Hahahahaha, you are destined to lose everything, including the next game!!!"

Flores finally reflected at this time.

Now he is completely tearing his skin apart, and satirized a few sharp words without giving an inch, and then laughed gloatingly. After saying this, he went straight out of the press conference hall, without giving the lunatic Li a chance to scold back.Flores wanted to use this method to stab the madman Li's crazy heart severely, and it would be best to make this rival suffocate internal injuries.

"Betraying your mother's size...Your uncle, don't leave if you have the guts!"

The lunatic Li behind the interview table was furious, jumped up with red eyes like a rabbit in a hurry, turned over the table and was about to chase out to fight, the news officer at the scene couldn't stand it anymore, and the security guard hurried over to catch lunatic Li, for fear that the man would fly up and make trouble at the press conference or something...

Bosque smiled, and hurriedly helped the security guards pull Crazy Li out of the lobby from the backstage.

"This lunatic has indeed been completely stimulated and lost his rationality... It seems that my worries are superfluous. Hehe, he is still young after all!"

Helping Crazy Li out of the press conference hall, Bosque left with a smile on his back.

Seeing Bosque, the old fox, leave, the lunatic Li, who was furious just a second ago and was about to be overwhelmed by the security guards, suddenly stopped struggling, thanked the two security guards and the press officer with a smile, and left smiling while the three were stunned.

"MLGBD, Goujian, the king of Yue, even ate shit in order to restore the country. I just pretended to be crazy, so what's the matter? Bosque, you old fox, don't think that the master didn't see your thief, and you got mad at the start of the game!! Hehe, but it's cool to scold this time. Let Flores, a bitch, be proud of him for a while, and then deal with him after the game!"

Li Tongfan was proud.

As long as he thinks of the system tasks released by FM2010 this time, all the pores on his body will emit a cool and crooked breath. Lao Li never thought that this sinister and shameless system would even play cold jokes sometimes.
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