Taoist priest, stop pretending, we know you know magic.

Chapter 198 When will the national football team win the championship?

After hanging up the Lian Mai, Su Han was about to draw the third lucky bag.

However, the heavy rain in Shangdu was suddenly discussed in the live broadcast room.

"The Douyin account of China News is live broadcasting. The heavy rain in Shangdu is getting heavier and heavier. Many places are now flooded."

"Yes, yes, I was just scrolling through Douyin, and a netizen took a photo of it. The water really flooded into the subway, and the entire subway was flooded!"

"Taoist Master Conferred God! If Taoist Master hadn't reminded him in time, the consequences would have been really disastrous!"

"Fortunately, I was prepared in advance. I just watched the video taken by others, and the rain suddenly became heavier. Now I finally understand what a downpour is. The water really seemed to pour down from a basin."

……

"This heavy rain is indeed rare."

Su Han said: "But don't worry too much. We have already given advance warning. Although it is a bit hasty, we can definitely minimize the loss."

It is impossible to suffer any loss from a natural disaster like this.

All I can say is to save as many people as possible and try to save them as much as possible.

At this time, Su Han quickly sent out the third lucky bag.

Fans in the live broadcast room rushed to grab it.

Ten minutes later, the lucky bag was finally drawn.

The winning user is called "Uncle on the Green Field".

Soon, the other party sent a carnival.

[The uncle on the green field gives the anchor Carnival X1! 】

Then Lianmai was launched.

Su Han also clicked to agree.

After agreeing, another scene was quickly inserted into the live broadcast room.

This is a middle-aged man wearing glasses who looks to be in his early fifties.

"Hello, Taoist Master, my name is Li Aiguo."

Su Han nodded and asked, "What do you want to count?"

The expression on Li Aiguo's face struggled for a moment, and finally he asked with tears in his eyes: "I just want to know when our Chinese national football team can win the World Cup championship."

"I am fifty-one this year, and I estimate that I only have thirty years left to live. Do you think I will have a chance to see the national football team win the championship in these thirty years?"

This uncle is a true fan at first sight.

This tearful look is very moving.

Before Su Han could speak, fans in the live broadcast room were teasing him.

"I said, uncle, you are here to cause trouble, right? This is embarrassing our family leader. It is hard to say whether we can see the national football team advance to the World Cup in this life. How dare you want to win the championship?"

"Hahaha, for the national football team to win the World Cup, I feel like science fiction would not dare to write that. I can't imagine that picture anyway."

"The national football team is a piece of shit that cannot be helped. It can't even make it to the Asian Cup? How dare you think about the World Cup?"

"I am already thirty this year. Do you think I will ever have the chance to see the national football team reach the World Cup in this life?"

"Uncle, I feel that let alone this life, I'm afraid it will be difficult in the next life..."

"To be honest, the national football team has really broken the hearts of fans like us who love football. It is so uncomfortable to have our hopes broken again and again. I just want to say one thing, RNM's money back!!"

……

Su Han was silent for a while.

Is this uncle here to cause trouble?

How can he calculate this?

The national football team is famous for being unable to support the wall with mud!

He said with some embarrassment: "Well, how about I return the money to you? Or you can figure something else out."

Fans in the live broadcast room burst out laughing when they heard this. "Hahaha, this is the first time I've seen a Taoist priest want to refund someone's money. It can be seen that this hexagram, even if the gods come, it won't count."

"Taoist priest said that I have calculated that humans will leave the Milky Way in 10,000 years, but I still have not calculated that the national football team will advance to the World Cup."

"What is the force that supports you fans to still have hope for the national football team? This is simply terrifying!"

"You eat sea cucumbers every day, do you still expect a team like this to be able to play games?"

"Any of you can scold the national football team, but I can't, because I sell high-grade sea cucumbers. I supply it specifically to the national football team. They are my food and clothing parents..."

……

"Taoist Master, I know this is very difficult for you."

Li Aiguo picked up the tissue on the table and said with tears in his eyes: "But I feel really uncomfortable. My favorite sport is football."

"I hope that our country's team can appear on the green field of the World Cup and compete for a breath."

"But every hope is met with disappointment again and again."

"Now I have no shame, even Yue can lose."

"And this time, the Asian Cup was even more outrageous. The country of Tartar threw all its water into the sea. None of the nine main players came on. The goalkeeper was changed again and again. In the end, they can lose?"

……

Listening to Li Aiguo's tearful story.

Looking at this poor fan uncle, fans expressed their condolences.

"I said, uncle, what are you doing wrong? You want to support the national football team. Isn't this sincerely making yourself uncomfortable?"

"Yes, yes, wow, and you are too brave, you actually dare to think about the national football team winning the championship."

"Chinese football has the best fans, the best commentators and the worst players!"

"When football is turned into a business, do you still expect this team to rise?"

……

Although it was comforting, it sounded more hurtful.

Because speaking from objective facts, the national football team really has no hope. It can’t even make it to the World Cup, let alone win the championship.

I'm afraid even science fiction novels wouldn't dare to write this kind of plot.

The author is also afraid of being criticized!

Just when Li Aiguo burst into tears, a phone call came in.

Just connected...

"Li Aiguo, have you lost your mind?"

"Are you stupid when you watch football? You have such a good opportunity to grab a lucky bag, and you actually ask about the national football team!"

"If I hadn't gone downstairs to buy soy sauce and saw the boss watching Taoist Master's live broadcast, I wouldn't have known you had grabbed the lucky bag. Just wait for me. I'll be in the elevator soon. You see, I won't take care of you when I get up."

"Honey, listen to my explanation"

"You don't need to explain! You must not hang up the live broadcast. Our son's life-long events have not yet been asked."

Two or three minutes later, a panting middle-aged woman opened the door and ran in, holding a bottle of soy sauce in her hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's still late."

The middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief, came to the phone, and glared at Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo immediately moved out of his position.

The middle-aged woman scolded angrily: "I have never seen such a stubborn person like you. In the past few decades, every time there is a national football match, you have bought him to win, but in the end, you have lost all your money."

"Those who always lose when buying the national football team now have their villas next to the sea!"

Fans in the live broadcast room burst out laughing after hearing this.

"Hahaha, uncle, you really support me with gold and silver, so I think you should be scolded!"

"Absolutely awesome! These are definitely real fans!"

"Hahaha, don't think about making money and losing money by buying the national football team, because the odds are so low now that you can't even make five cents if you buy it for one dollar."

(End of this chapter)