Daqin: After marrying a vegetative princess, I went crazy with joy

Chapter 175 Erchen just wants you to praise me!

The injured Ying Qiao was already uncomfortable, but hearing Hu Hai's cheers now made him even more upset.

Although he was still lying on the stretcher, his eyes were fixed on Hu Hai's direction.

When he got close, he gave Hu Hai a cold look, and said.

"Eighteenth, although my foot is injured, it should still be okay to beat you."

Hearing his icy voice, Hu Hai shrank his neck.

Swallowing hard, he smiled obsequiously.

"Brother Ten, Seventeen, I, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Qiao snorted, turned his head and ignored him.

Touching his nose in embarrassment, seeing that he had traveled a long way, Hu Hai suddenly became happy again.

"Brother-in-law, when will it start?"

As I was shouting, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

Turning his head, he saw Shang Yingzheng's sharp gaze.

Secretly saying that it was not good, Hu Hai hurriedly walked in his direction.

"My son has seen his father."

The game was suspended, and Ying Zheng and the players rested on the sidelines.

Seeing him coming, he straightened up and smiled coldly.

"Very happy?"

Hu Hai nodded, and when he found that his father's expression was not right, he quickly shook his head again.

Anyway, Ying Zheng just stared at him coldly.

Seeing this, Hu Hai suddenly became nervous and asked stutteringly.

"Father, royal father, you, do you think my son should be happy?"

Liu Bai, who was watching the whole process, let out a 'puchi' laugh, and at the same time, both father and son rolled their eyes.

With a light cough, Liu Bai walked between the two of them.

"Father, please don't blame the eighteenth brother. He is only happy because he can play, not disregarding brotherhood."

Hearing the teacher explaining to him, Hu Hai kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yes, yes, the teacher is right, please forgive my father!"

With a cold snort, Ying Zheng looked at him seriously.

"No matter what happens, how can you be so happy when your brother is injured?"

Seeing that his father was still blaming himself, Hu Hai looked at Liu Bai begging for help.

"Look at what I'm doing? My father is right. No matter when and where, the love of brothers and parents should be the first priority. If you are like you just now, what will others think? Those who don't know think that you have enmity with Shi Qi , deliberately cursed him!"

Hu Hai looked at Liu Bai in amazement, he really wanted to ask.

Brother-in-law, how do you know I cursed you?
A short episode passed like this. After Hu Hai was replaced, the game restarted.

I have to say that the players on both sides are very good.

Towards the end of the second half, the score was still zero to zero.

Ying Zheng's subordinates are all military generals who have fought in the battlefield for many years. Liu Bai is already very satisfied that his son's team can stand strong until now.

Everyone was a little tired, every time Liu Bai passed by a young master, he would cheer him up.

"Keep at it, it's almost over!"

"Hold on..."

"..."

When he ran to Hu Hai and finished speaking, he saw Hu Hai staring at him strangely.

"Teacher, do you want to win?"

Liu Bai looked at him like a fool, of course he thought, there is a reward for winning.

Hu Hai smiled mysteriously and said.

"Pass the ball to me later, I have a way to win!"

Liu Bai's eyes lit up suddenly, thinking of the tricky angle of the shot when this kid was training with him, he nodded vigorously.

"be careful!"

Hu Hai gave him a reassuring look, turned and ran away.

Liu Bai smiled and glanced at Ying Zheng.

Unexpectedly, father, we still have a useless trump card here!
Hu Hai, who ran away, happened to be looking at Ying Zheng at the moment.

Rest assured, Father, I will not let you down...

Just when Wang Ben took the ball across the midfield and ran towards the yellow team camp.

Liu Bai saw the right opportunity and blocked the ball abruptly.

Looking up, shit, where did that kid Hu Hai go?

Looking back, Hu Hai was running towards him with all his strength.

Liu Bai quickly got up and passed the ball to him.

Hu Hai, who caught the ball, was like a help from the wind.

The two legs are constantly rotating, and they run fast.

For a while, Wang Ben and others in the midfield couldn't catch up with him.

Seeing this situation, he was a little anxious and shouted hurriedly.

"Quick, stop him quickly..."

After a while, Hu Hai had already reached the second half of the blue team.

The blue team members were anxious.

Just kidding, if this makes you score, where will we put our faces?
In desperation, they no longer care about rules.

Team members from all directions surrounded Hu Hai.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Liu Bai felt a little familiar in his heart.

At the same time, I was thinking, when and where did I see it?
After a while, the secret passage was not good, so he hurriedly ran over there.

Although he saw the opportunity quickly enough, it was still too late because of the distance.

Seeing Hu Hai stepping on the football, looking at the members of the blue team who surrounded him, he sneered in his heart.

For this match, in order to let his father praise him in front of everyone, he has made sufficient preparations in advance.

With his right hand folded in his sleeve, he held an iron thing that looked like a ruler, quietly waiting for them to approach.

Li Xin was the first to run there, looking at Hu Hai who was close at hand, with an evil smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, he suddenly felt bad.

Before he could step back, Hu Hai kicked him away, and Li Xin immediately fell to the ground clutching his crotch and howling.

Wang Ben: Damn...

Wang Jian: Old man trough...

Those who were close suddenly thought of the scene they saw on the first day.

But...it's too late.

Hu Hai is like the god of war among millions of troops, raising his feet from time to time to transform into 'Superman Kicking Eggs', or picking up the iron guy in his hand, and giving them a sudden blow...

In an instant, Hu Hai was surrounded by blue team members who fell to the ground and howled.

After Liu Bai arrived, he looked up to the sky and sighed when he saw this scene.

"Your boy...it's over..."

Hu Hai looked at him complacently.

"How could it be, father praised me last time!"

Caressing his forehead, Liu Bai turned away from Hu Hai.

Ying Zheng, who was waiting for the players to pass the ball in the midfield, naturally saw the situation here.

When he ran to Hu Hai's side, he was already 'killing' crazy.

There were more figures around him, and he swung the iron guy in his hand and came towards him.

Liu Bai, who was two feet away, silently closed his eyes, well, this time it's really over!

Seeing Hu Hai's guy take his turn, Ying Zheng asked coldly without even moving his hair.

"Hu Hai, what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound colder than the water in winter, Hu Hai suddenly shivered.

Turning around, he quickly confessed.

"Father, please forgive me, son, son, I don't know that you are here, so... I also ask father to forgive me..."

Seeing his team members lying on the ground, Ying Zheng wanted to kill someone.

If it weren't for some of them standing up under Qin Mu's treatment, Hu Hai would have already entered the imperial prison at this moment.

"Why beat them?"

Looking at his father inexplicably, Hu Hai was a little confused for a while.

The last time I did this, Father, you praised me.

Why this time...

Taking a peek at his face, Hu Hai's eyes were slightly red.

"My son, my son wants to be praised by you..."

The injured players were stunned.

Young master, is your brain circuit a little different from ordinary people?
What's the point of being praised by His Majesty for beating us?
Seeing Ying Zheng looking at him incomprehensibly, Hu Hai muttered and explained.

"Last time, last time I beat my elder brother and the others like this. At that time, father, you not only praised me, but also asked me to continue..."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present remembered the situation that day.

Looking at Ying Zheng's face, it was already so heavy that water dripped out.

(End of this chapter)