"Water grass, penalty kick, penalty kick..." Zhou Jing and Xiao Su shouted excitedly. Given that Lin Huizhen and the others only looked at their appearance, Xiao Su decided to join the ranks of supporters of the German team.

The game was just in the tenth minute, and the German team played a beautiful three-man short pass in front of the Portuguese penalty area. Then the German team's Gotze broke into the penalty area and was tripped by the Portuguese defender.

The referee decisively blew the whistle and awarded a penalty kick and showed a yellow card to the Portuguese defender who committed a foul, which made Zhou Jingyi swear.

Seeing Zhou Jing and Xiao Su excited, the girls looked at each other. It was very simple, because they had no idea what was going on on the court. They only knew that a group of red-clothed players were talking around the referee in the picture.

"Oba, what's wrong?" Shui Jing straightened her body and looked at Zhou Jing in confusion and asked.

"This is a penalty kick, also called a 12-yard free throw..." Taking advantage of the slow motion that had just been fouled on the TV screen, Zhou Jing explained the rules of football to Shui Jing and the others, including what the yellow card meant.

"Oh, oh, this is going to score, you must kick in." After hearing Zhou Jing's explanation, Crystal screamed excitedly. She kept kicking around for more than ten minutes at the beginning of the game and didn't score. She almost fell asleep when she saw it. Finally, she was about to score a goal now, no matter where it scored.

The Lin Huizhen sisters have similar ideas to Crystal. Anyway, they are not even considered a pseudo-fan. As long as they score a goal, they will be too boring to watch.

People who watch football like this are a bit similar to watching the philanthropic stage. As long as the songs are good, the stage is good, the girls are beautiful, as long as they take one, they don’t care.

Mueller from the German team stood near the penalty spot to punish the penalty. Zhou Jing and the others unconsciously held their breath when they looked at the TV screen. Crystal was also very nervous. She subconsciously grabbed Zhou Jing's arm beside her with her hands, but no one noticed this action.

With the referee's whistle, Mueller calmly sent the ball into the lower left corner of the goal with a low pitched ball against the ground, and the German team led 1:0.

"Shi Gao, you're scoring a goal..." Before Zhou Jing could react, Crystal cheered first. Lin Huizhen and Lin Xiujing also slapped the table and started shouting. Zhou Jing smiled helplessly and picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a big sip of beer. It felt very comfortable.

But he soon found that Xiao Su and Lin Huizhen on the opposite side both showed smiles, while Lin Xiujing seemed a little annoyed. He looked down and saw that Crystal had been holding his arm since the beginning and had not let go until now, as if she was holding him.

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"Axi... so fucking annoying." Not only because the Portuguese team lost the goal, but what is most annoying is that Zhou Jing also sent a "yeah" little yellow-faced expression to Zhou Wenqian on WeChat, so she became furious on the spot.

Jiyeon has long been immune to Zhou Wenqian's rage and swearing. She was too lazy to look back when watching TV. However, Ji-eun and Su-ji were shocked by Zhou Wenqian's swearing. Unexpectedly, this beautiful girl who looks like a pink makeup will even turn dirty.

"Wen Qian, what's wrong with you?" Zhien was very curious about Zhou Wen Qian's furiousness. She was just a little depressed when she was punished for the penalty kick just now. She looked at the information on her phone and immediately drew it.

"Oni, please see for yourself. This is from my stinky uncle. Are you angry?" Zhou Wenqian handed the phone to Zhien angrily.

When they heard that she was annoyed by Zhou Jing, the three of them became interested for a moment. The three of them put their heads together and looked at the girl's mobile phone and WeChat.

"Hahaha... This expression is so fun, it feels so cheap." Ji Yeon was the first to laugh, and then Suji and Ji-eun also thought the expression was very fun.

The expression of the little yellow face is original by Penguin. Although it is simple, it is very vivid and vivid. There is no such expression in the Korean KK chat. The three of them clicked on the expression of the little yellow face and read it with relish.

"Ho huh...haha..." Zhiyan couldn't stop smiling at the little yellow faces because Zhou Jing raised two fingers in her mind. The look of Bi Ye was very immediacy, so the more she thought about it, the more she became more and more funny.

Suzy and Ji-eun thought Zhou Jing, Agassi, was quite interesting, and seemed to be a little childlike. She actually joked with her niece, which was completely different from the image of the senior executives of the company who were old-fashioned and serious in their minds.

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"Wen Qian, the last time you had a misunderstanding about the photo with Director Zhou, then your uncle should have been married." Li Zhien asked Zhou Wen Qian casually, as if casual.

"Get married? He is a single dog..." Zhou Wenqian suddenly reacted as soon as she was so angry that she was a little confused. At this moment, she looked at Zhien alertly and guessed in her heart what this person wanted to do.

"Single? Jinjia? I don't really believe it." This time it was Suzy who was interested.

"Oh, what are you all doing? Why are you so interested in Agassi? Are you all the uncles in charge?" Ji Yeon shouted angrily at Ji Eun and Suzy, completely unaware that Zhou Wenqian was rolling her eyes at her.

It seems that you are not much better. Do Korean female idols like uncles? Or are they the only three of them having such a habit, and Zhou Wenqian looked at the three in front of them in confusion.

No, as far as she knows, there is another one, Cui Xueli, one of the two-faits in the function group she likes. Last year, she was photographed with a hip-hop singer who was over teenager than her. A few months ago, she found a photo of them in her lost wallet.

However, these were not recognized by both companies and individuals, but in Zhou Wenqian's opinion, they were basically no different from the official announcement.

"Oh, Ji Yeon, why are you so responsive? Director Zhou is pretty good. I just ask casually." Li Zhien put down Zhou Wenqian's phone and said lightly.

"Mora? Forget it, Zhien, you have no chance. You don't meet Agassi's selection criteria, huh..." Jiyeon said happily after glanced at Zhien.

"Hey Yigu, am I bad? Where can I not meet the standards?" Zhien obviously felt a little dissatisfied.

"Height." Zhiyan and Zhou Wenqian said in unison.

"As far as I know, my uncle likes tall girls, at least... it must be above 165." Zhou Wenqian continued.

Now it was Zhien's turn to be depressed. Her height was indeed her fault. Looking at the three tall girls in front of her, the shortest ones were 168, she suddenly felt resentful of her height for the first time.

"It seems that I'm fine. Wen Qian, do you think I meet your uncle's standards?" Suzy stood up and looked at Zhou Wen Qian with interest and asked.

Haha, Zhou Wenqian is almost squeezed out of the black line on her forehead. What is this? If Li Zhien had seen her uncle before, then you, Pei Suji, have never even seen anyone, so why are you here to join in the fun?

"Asie, Suzy, don't you like those with high looks? Agassi is not very good." Jiyeon was secretly happy about Ji-eun's defeat, but unexpectedly, Suzy came out again.

"I looked at the photos and the chairman was OK last week. The main reason was that he was not dressed up. If he dressed up, he didn't feel worse than those male actors, and he was so warm, it was a bit in line with my ideal type." Suzy said indifferently. If you want to say that JYP artists really dare to say anything.

"Let's watch the game. Actually, I don't know what my uncle's ideal type is." Zhou Wenqian quickly changed the topic, but she secretly admired her uncle. She was not here and could turn this place into a Shura field. GET/g/191//mHTTP/1.0Host:X-Forwarded-For:104.233.229.39X-Real-IP:104.233.229.39Connection:closeAccept-Encoding:gzip,deflateUser-Agent:Mozilla/5.0AppleWebKit/537.36Chrome/41.0.2227.1Safari/537.36Referer:
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