King’s Landing in Nottingham

Chapter 256 Big Brother, I'm Constipated

In fact, Wei Xun wrote a letter to every player he dug for Botafogo and Getafe. In order to show his sincerity, all the letters were handwritten and wrapped in a beautiful envelope, but they were not Not all he wrote, but Wei Xun dictated it more often than others.

They are all signed by Wei Xun, and the effect is the same!

In the final analysis, Wei Xun came out under the guise of traveling with his wife. If he has been busy with work and has no time to do his job, not only will the father-in-law and mother-in-law be unhappy, it is estimated that his brother-in-law Huang Miao will have to do things at the base after he returns. Now he is the first-class destruction king of the Shuguang Youth Training Academy. Relying on his brother-in-law status, only Coach Billa, Mr. Crouchen and the old Mertesacker can control him.

But there are a lot of things in the youth academy and each echelon. There are always times when you can't take care of him. If you don't pay attention, this kid can upset the base. He has had several fights with his teammates.

Huang Yingying is always the easiest woman to satisfy, even if Wei Xun still has a few days to buy people for the team, he is working hard, but as long as Wei Xun can spare a day or two to be by his side, Mr. Huang In my heart, just like in the composition written in elementary school, that spare sentence: "In my heart, it is as sweet as eating honey"...

The reason why Wei Xun didn't act with the big army was thinking about making a time difference and going to see Portman and his children. He felt that he and Portman were in love, although it was a little short-lived. And indeed, as I said a few days ago, X is ruthless. If I didn’t meet Portman in France, I would never have thought that Xiao Liuyi was actually my second child, myself and Porter. Man has blossomed and bear fruit.

According to the judging standards in storytelling and drama, he is the proper guilty man, like a fake replacement.

But not every scumbag can be shameless and generously admit that he is a scumbag. Wei has a thick-skinned face, but he also wants a face.

After arriving in San Francisco, Wei Xun tried to contact Portman first, but couldn't get in touch. The phone kept showing that no one answered, and then the message was displayed. There was a thread for the message.

After he hurriedly took a taxi to the address Portman left him, Wei Xun walked around the house for a week, only to find that there was no one in the house. Through the glass window, he could see the small toys he had sent before. They were neatly placed in the house. In a cabinet in the room, Wei Xun knocked on the people for a long time, did not call Portman, but succeeded in attracting the attention of neighbors.

"Miss Portman is out, don't knock on the door anymore! It made me rest!"

This is how an American uncle who ate a whole round came out, with a double-barreled shotgun in his hand, a bullet belt wrapped around his waist, glaring, and crispy fried chicken crumbs still remained in the corners of his mouth.

"Take a break. Does eating fried chicken count as a break?"

Wei Xun had reason to believe that if he knocked on the door again, this American uncle would probably be holding a shotgun and fire two shots for himself. At such a close distance, he would not need to aim at all.

But Wei Xun didn't want to give up. He still wanted to ask a few words, but at this time, the American uncle raised the shotgun in his hand.

"Xiucai met soldiers..." Wei Xun sighed and said nothing.

Looking around, he couldn't ask anything. Wei Xun waved his hand at the uncle, keeping his eyes on the uncle, and slowly backed away until he stepped away, and the uncle in his eyes became a "little person", and then he turned around. Stride forward with confidence.

It's really scary. Guns and ammunition must be strictly controlled. Is this something common people should play? ! !

Who knows this big-waisted American uncle, when he ate fried chicken, whether he drank alcohol, whether he was drunk or not, if he was drunk and shot himself, Wei Xun didn't know how he died.

Guns, which seriously threaten the lives of the people, must be controlled! Thinking about it this way, the great motherland is better, at least there are no **** school shootings.

Riding on the thrill and failing, Wei Xun came to the fruit shop in Chinatown and bought some fresh fruits, such as bananas and mangoes, directly packed in red plastic bags, and brought them to Mr. Zhang's Chinese Medicine Museum.

But at the entrance of the Chinese Medicine Museum, I met Mark, who had been beaten by himself before. This guy was holding a pu fan and was helping Old Man Zhang fan. The man was lying on a wicker chair, looking like he was on a lunch break. Wei Xun couldn't help but slowed his pace, tiptoeing, for fear of waking the old man.

"Big brother, long time no see, come to see the old man?"

When Mark saw that he was an acquaintance, he stopped fanning, and he hurried up to help Wei Xun carry the fruit bag. He was not polite at all. He broke off a banana, peeled it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Wei Xun didn't get angry either. This Mark seemed to be like this. Mr. Zhang didn't say anything. He had nothing to say.

"Mark, did you fight again?"

"Hey, I had a little friction with people in Brother Monkey's bar a few days ago..." Mark was a little embarrassed. After all, being beaten like this is also quite embarrassing. He was beaten so badly last time. I don't know when it happened, it's broken.

"Don't fight, aren't you a college student? Are you American college students so idle?"

"Big brother, I have dropped out of school. I am apprentice in the medical hall during the day, and go to the night bar at night to help Brother Monkey." Mark explained quickly, for fear of Wei Xun’s misunderstanding, he is somewhat of a sense of honor. Like him.

"Big brother, is your club so good now? Cannavaro and Oviemas are both your players!"

Mark said, giving a thumbs up, and he broke the banana down again. Looking at Wei Xun’s surprised eyes, Mark explained again, "Hey, brother, I’m constipated, the father asked me to eat more bananas. ..."

Wei Xun was surprised, not because Mark had been eating the bananas he bought for his father, nor because Mark said he was constipated, but because the kid said that Cannavaro and Ovimas are both his own players.

"Cannavaro is indeed a player of our club, isn't Oviemas?"

"Ah, isn't it? He is treating here with Cannavaro. A few days ago, I asked for his autograph and took a photo with him!"

In two thousand years, the Dutchman Ovimars transferred from the Premier League Arsenal to the Spanish giants Barcelona at a high price of 36 million euros. In that year, he became the most valuable Dutch football player in history. , Is also the most expensive athlete in the history of the Barcelona Club.

However, Ovimars did not show dazzling offensive skills as he did at Arsenal. At the end of last season, the Barcelona executives made it clear that he could leave the club at any time.

But even so, he and other people in Notts County have never approached Ovimars? A person who is going to retire next year, what does he buy him back for himself? More than 36 million euros, more expensive than Ronaldinho, a veteran of more than 30, he is definitely not willing to spend so much money.