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  Wearing a suit and leather shoes, his hair was combed neatly, with an arrogant gaze, his words and actions were polite and courteous. Xiaobian Long was quite fair-skinned, and his height was relatively tall among the shorter ones, like most Eastern men, even if he wasn't very tall, it wouldn't hinder his ability to be servile and flattering.

  He was a very enthusiastic young man, talkative and extremely familiar. His mouth was like a machine gun, firing non-stop as he sat in the car. His English was standard and fluent, making Chen Fusheng's English level seem clumsy by comparison, and soon he couldn't keep up.

  Football commentator is a talkative profession, introverted people can't do this job. Xiao Benlong has the habit of gesticulating when speaking, his voice rises and falls greatly, with a strong sense of rhythm, very professional. He came to Zhonghai for the first time, everything was new and surprising to him, he asked endless questions, like an ignorant rustic.

  Chen Fusheng collapsed under the relentless bombardment, his face still plastered with a smile, but in his heart he was secretly cursing: Ah, Qiongmei!

  Here it comes again!

  "Wow! That building is so beautiful! Is it a landmark around here?"

  Chen Fusheng's eyes were getting a bit tired, Wu Ming turned his head back, revealing a serious expression, and whispered in English: "That is our Huaxia secret military base."

  "Really?" Xiao Benlong asked in surprise.

  "Of course, we have to be careful what we say here. If we accidentally say the wrong thing, it'll...". Wu Ming said, making a throat-slitting gesture.

  Xiaoben Longyi thought it was true, and immediately became as silent as a cicada in winter. He was so scared that he had to clench his buttocks tightly when farting, fearing that the sound would bring disaster. With one less loudspeaker, the car suddenly became quiet. Chen Fusheng took a deep breath and gave Wu Ming a grateful look.

  Good times don't last long, and soon Xiao Benlong's mouth started to stir up trouble again. Chen Fusheng hurriedly pretended to be asleep, can't provoke him, can't avoid him either?

  Xiaoben Long hesitated for a moment before asking again: "Do the bodyguards of Huaxia carry guns?"

  Is this kid the Tang Monk from Journey to the West? Wu Ming helplessly replied: "The men have guns, while the women only have holsters."

  "Why?" Xiao Benlong was puzzled and couldn't figure it out.

  Wu Ming didn't say anything, he just glanced at his crotch with his eyes. Xiao Ben Long reacted quickly and revealed a knowing smile, saying: "Mr. Wu Ming is really humorous. By the way, how's the treatment of bodyguards in Huaxia?"

  "Ordinary!"

  "Are their kung fu skills very powerful?"

  "It's okay!"

  "Are there many female bodyguards in your industry?"

  "Not expensive!"

  Wu Ming wore a warm smile on his face, patiently answering the various questions that came at him like a storm, but in his heart he secretly vowed that if this hairy Tang monk dared to ask what his mother's surname was, he would strangle him to death!

  Two hours later, several people arrived at a five-star resort hotel located in Zhonghai City's seaside area. Chen Fusheng's female assistant had already booked the rooms in advance. There was no presidential suite here, but the price of booking a sea-view villa was even more extravagant than that of a presidential suite.

  After dinner at the seaside villa, Chen Fusheng made an excuse of being busy with official duties and slipped away, leaving a message for Wu Ming to keep a close eye on Xiao Benlong and not let anything unexpected happen to him.

  Xiaoben Longyi is a bit loud, but he's actually quite good, with high knowledge and cultural accomplishment. He appears to be a well-educated young master, and what's rare is that he doesn't have an arrogant attitude.

  "The view here is really great!" Xiao Benlong exclaimed, gazing out at the sea view outside the window.

  "I think the scenery on the beach side will be better!" Wu Ming revealed a meaningful smile.

  "Why?"

  "Because there may be beautiful women wearing bikinis!"

  Three men's eyes lit up, and without saying another word, they quickly changed into the swimsuits and slippers prepared by the hotel, and rushed to the beach...

  As expected, Wu Ming's words were proven true. The hotel's private beach indeed had many beautiful women in bikinis, but most of them were couples, with a majority being older men paired with younger women. In this world where material desires reign supreme, the more brainless and gluttonous a man is, the more beautiful his companion tends to be. The three of us searched far and wide on the beach for single beauties, but to no avail.

  Women are a strange species, normally wrapped up in three layers inside and out, making it a matter of life and death for men to catch a glimpse of their underwear, yet they dare not be seen by others when wearing only undergarments. But once at the beach, they wear less and less fabric - what's going on here?

  Wu Ming still can't figure out the difference between a bikini and underwear. If they dare to wear so little at the beach, why do they need to wear so much at home? Wu Ming decided that when he gets back, he will educate Yan Ruyi properly and let her liberate her body from clothes.

  What disappointed the three handsome men was that there were no single beauties near the beach, only some ugly ones that made men lose their desire, they didn't have the courage to get close, what if they got teased? Should they run away or escape?

  Blowing sea breeze, treading on fine sand, making people feel carefree and joyful. Zhuge Dachang's blood came to a boil as he jumped onto a large rock by the seaside and recited an impromptu poem: "Great Sea! My mother..."

  A big wave comes and knocks over the soup...

  Zhuge Dachang's mouth twitched twice and spat out a small snail from his mouth, cursing: "Stepmother!"

  Wu Ming laughed so hard his stomach hurt, Xiao Ben Long didn't know where the humor was, but when he saw a piece of seaweed hanging from Zhuge Dachang's head, he looked a bit disheveled and couldn't help but cover his mouth to stifle a laugh...

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  At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang escorted Xiaoben Long to a famous football field in the middle of the sea. Only two TV stations, Zhonghai and Fuyou, broadcast this friendly match between city clubs live, while other media were just there to join in on the excitement.

  Xiaoben Longyi has already changed into the away jersey of the Water Fish team and sat in the seat reserved for live commentators. The camera crew and other staff who arrived two days earlier are testing equipment, but since it's not an important match, there won't be any pre-match interviews or other frills.

  At 6:01, the audience entered one after another. Xiao Benlong was testing the mic and fiddling with the interpreter's handheld computer. After everything was ready, he tied a bandana around his head and stood behind Wu Ming, who looked like a scallion, and said, "Mr. Wu Ming, how about we make a bet?"

  Wu Ming pushed his sunglasses and coolly said: "What are you betting on?"

  "Of course we're betting on which team will win! The loser arranges tonight's program!"

  "I bought water and the fish team won..."

  Zhuge Dachang, who was drinking water, spat it out and pointed at Wu Ming's spine, criticizing: "You bastard, shameful traitor..."

  "Cough... I haven't finished speaking yet, what's the hurry?" Wu Ming rubbed his nose and switched to English: "I bet on Water Fish team winning, no, already."

  "Alright! I'll bet on Water Fish team winning!" Xiao Ben Long revealed a confident expression and continued, "A draw is considered my loss."

  "Great!"

  At 6:50, the football stadium that can hold 30,000 people was almost full. The high attendance rate surprised Wu Ming. There were also fans who came all the way from Japan, and there was a Japanese fan group around the commentary area with over a thousand people, wearing uniform jerseys with national flag patterns on their faces, carrying a large drum, and they looked very professional.

  At this moment, players from both sides pulled the ball boys and girls into the court, and the whole stadium erupted in warm applause...

  "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I'm Kobayashi Ryūichi, a soccer commentator for Fuji TV. Next, I'll be commentating on the friendly match between Water Fish and Wan Hua Club. Please give us your attention. The game is about to start, and both teams have entered the field. First, let me introduce the starting lineup of Water Fish..."

  The coin was tossed and the Mediterranean Wan Hua team kicked off first. The whistle sounded and the game officially began...

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  More than ten minutes have passed, and the two teams are still in a stalemate, with each other having offense and defense, but no outstanding points. The cheers and drumbeats of the Japanese fans filled the sky, and commentator Kobayashi Ryota was also shouting hoarsely, as if the game had already entered a life-and-death battle.

  "This kid really has the potential to be a small vendor, if he carries an amplifier to Tianqiao to buy underwear, can also get rich, right? Wu Ming shook his head and smiled, turning his head towards the big screen of the stadium, just in time to see a Chinese player knock down a Japanese player!"

  "Great......" Wu Ming stood up, excitedly waving his arms and shouting: "This kick was great!"

  Brother, your heart is with Han, but you are in Cao's camp!

  Wu Ming's roar immediately plunged the surrounding area into dead silence. Although others couldn't understand what he was roaring about, they could tell from his expression that it was a mixture of shock and schadenfreude. Pairs of angry eyes stared at Wu Ming...

  Zhuge Dachang quietly tugged at Wu Ming's sleeve and said in a low voice, "San Gui! For now, we're temporarily traitors, let's keep a low profile."

  Wu Ming couldn't help but laugh twice and then sat down with a shrug.

  Thirty minutes later, the Water Fish team's forward received a wonderful pass from his teammate in the small penalty area and then shot strongly. The brilliant goalkeeper of the Wan Hua team used his signature move 'Butterfly Hand', but the ball slipped out of his hands after touching it and scored successfully.

  "Ah!" Zhuge Dachang stood up and loudly scolded: "This bastard, is he a womanizer or something? His hands are so slippery."

  Japanese fans cheered and shouted with joy, piercing the sky. Wu Ming showed a stunned expression, next to him, several Japanese female fans were crazily celebrating by taking off their clothes, wearing only underwear, their chests were truly turbulent, one wave subsided, another rose...

  The one who took off her clothes is an auntie!

  Wu Ming's face turned gloomy, "You're not a beauty, and you're not even a young girl. Isn't this just harming people for the sake of being nosy?"

  The home team conceded a goal, but the fans of the Chinese team seemed very calm, as if they were numb, and some aunties were even knitting sweaters.

  The game entered a white-hot stage, the Wanhua team showed an unyielding spirit and fought tenaciously, sprinting all over the court like they had been injected with chicken blood, each one revealing their ferocity, like wolves and tigers.

  In the 80th minute, Wan Hua team's front-line player made a "fatal kick", successfully kicking down a Japanese defender to the ground, and was immediately given a red card and sent off. However, the Japanese defender was carried off on a stretcher by medical staff, seemingly seriously injured.

  Zhuge Dachang clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "Good! This kick is really fucking good!"

  Wu Ming gave him a sideways glance and retorted, "Pig Brother, we are temporarily traitors now. There are many international friends around you!"

  Zhuge Dachang took a surreptitious glance around and found many fierce eyes staring at him, so he quickly sat down.

  Xiao Benlong, sitting in the commentator's seat, turned his head back towards Wu Ming and secretly made a victory gesture...

  In the eighty-fifth minute, with one man down, Wan Hua's team substituted in a tall and powerful striker, it seems they are going all out now.

  The football field is always unpredictable, and no one knows the result until the last moment. Wan Hua's forward, who had just been on the field for less than a minute, shot immediately. He made a long shot from outside the penalty area, and the ball accurately hit the buttocks of a Water Fish team defender, changing direction in a strange way to score a goal.

  Own goal!

  "What a great butt!" Wu Ming shouted loudly and stood up.

  "What a brilliant future lies ahead!" exclaimed Zhuge Dachang in admiration.

  Inside the stadium, the striker who scored the goal was overjoyed, sprinting down the field and slapping his buttocks in celebration, as prolonged applause erupted from outside...

  Soon, the final whistle sounded, and both sides shook hands in unison. The fans of both teams were relatively satisfied with this result, as long as they didn't lose, it was a happy ending for all.

  Until the audience had almost all left, Xiao Ben Long finally finished his work and walked up to Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang with a smile, saying: "I lost! The cost of waiting will be on me."

  Wu Ming exchanged a glance with Zhuge Dachang, and they both smiled slyly. The fat sheep had delivered itself to their doorstep.

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