World's No.1 Football Manager

Chapter 348 Could it be that they are drinking urine? !

Seeing that the intermission was about to end and the second half was about to begin, Gao Yuan had no time to hesitate.

He decided to run to the toilet for the second time.

There is no way, I can't conjure a bottle of unknown liquid out of thin air under the eyes of everyone, and the bottle is extremely delicate and antique, and it reminds people of metaphysics, magic and the like at first glance.

Gao Yuan got up, and the conscientious security guards stopped him, and asked, "Why are you going?"

"Go pee!"

"Didn't you just go?" the security guard asked in wonder.

"I want you to take care of it! I can't urinate frequently!"

Of course, both of them yelled loudly in the above conversation, and more than half of it involved gestures and guessing, because neither of them had fully recovered from their deafness, and they were still half-deaf.

Gao Yuan's "second visit to the toilet" took a great risk, because seeing him get up, the group of fans with vuvuzelas and earplugs also followed behind him with malicious intentions.

Gao Yuan bit the bullet, followed by a large group of people, and rushed to the toilet at Mirasol's home court again.

On the way, at the convenience store in the gymnasium, Gao Yuan bought a bottle of mineral water and a large ball of cotton wool to plug his ears.

Outside the toilet door, Gao Yuan kindly divided the cotton wool into three, took one for himself, and one for each of the two security guards.

The two security guards were also very moved. They were ordered to monitor them, but they still thought about themselves.

Being moved, he patted Gao Yuan on the shoulder and said something, but Gao Yuan didn't hear clearly because he was still half-deaf.

The guys with the vuvuzela don't mind Gao Yuan plugging their ears, their purpose is to prevent Gao Yuan from calling the DB team.Now he took the initiative to plug his ears, how can he still make a phone call.

Although Gao Yuan didn't seem to be ready to make a phone call, the procedures still had to be followed, and the vuvuzela in the toilet should still be blown.

Gao Yuan took a deep breath at the door of the toilet, put his mind to rest, strode into the toilet, and took the mineral water bottle into a partition of the toilet.

A large group of people with vuvuzelas behind them also followed and filed in.

Gao Yuan's visit has the spirit of "Where the Tao is, even if there are tens of thousands of people, I will go there".

If it wasn't for the stinky toilet, with some bleak guzheng soundtrack, it would be a bit like "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return when he is gone".

When the door of the toilet partition was closed, a deafening whistle sounded in the closed toilet.

The two security guards did not accompany Gao Yuan into the toilet this time, but stood guard at the door of the toilet. After all, the meager salary was not worth going to die with Gao Yuan.

However, it can be inferred from this that what they said to Gao Yuan just now should be something like "take care of yourself alone".

Although the two security guards were only guarding the door, and their ears were stuffed with cotton wool, they were still disturbed by the deafening vuvuzela noise. They looked at each other, and they could see the intolerance and worry in each other's eyes.

Alas, how is that kind Chinese young man?Can his body withstand the noise attack?

After waiting for a long time, Gao Yuan did not come out. The two security guards became more and more worried. Could it be that they were stunned in the toilet?Do you want to rush in and have a look?Or just call an ambulance?

When the two were worried, Gao Yuan finally rushed out of the toilet.

His face was pale and tired, as if he had just experienced inhuman torture.

He was still holding a mineral water bottle in his hand, but the water in the bottle had obviously been changed and turned into some kind of yellow unknown liquid.

The Mirasol fans who were blowing vuvuzela in the toilet also came out with exhausted expressions. In this stinky environment, it is also a hard job to muster up the energy to blow the vuvuzela.

Although they were all prepared and wore earplugs, things like noise are pervasive, just like the "Seven Injuries Fist", which basically kills one thousand enemies and hurts eight hundred.

No way, who made everyone a fanatical fan of Mirasol!
Gao Yuan once again led a large group of people back to the stands.

At this time, the second half of the game is about to begin.

Television broadcasts have also been restored.

The commentator commented: "The second half is about to start, and we saw that the home team's players have returned to the field, and they seem to be recovering well, full of energy.

But the players of the visiting team have not yet come out of the locker room. Judging from the performance of the first half, they need to make a good adjustment.However, their coach was unable to enter the locker room and give them instructions. Where will the Young Guards go in the second half? "

At this time, the TV broadcast camera found Gao Yuan in the stands. He was sending text messages while lowering his head. There was a mineral water bottle beside him, which was filled with yellow liquid.

"According to the reporters at the scene, during the 15-minute intermission, the head coach of the DB team went to the toilet twice in a row! He is so young, so it must be because his prostate is bad!" the commentator joked.

The guest commentator interjected: "Maybe I'm too nervous"

"You mean, did this poor young man pee out of fear? Haha!"

At this time, the camera zoomed in and gave a close-up shot of the mineral water bottle beside Gao Yuan.

"My colleague in front of me told me in the headset that the head coach of the DB team went to the toilet, and the mineral water he brought with him turned into this liquid. We don't know what kind of liquid it is, but when it came out of the toilet, I think it was probably urine. But why did he bring a bottle of urine? This behavior is very strange. Is there any conspiracy behind it? Or some mysterious oriental supernatural power? Or is this young man unable to bear the pressure and lost his mind?"

The guest commentator added: "These are all unknown, but judging from the full volume of the bottle, this young man should have been holding back for a long time before, and judging from the color, he should be seriously angry!"

"Hahaha~~"

The commentary room was full of cheerful atmosphere.

At this time, under the urging of the referee, the players of the visiting team began to walk out of the locker room one after another, but all of them drooped their heads, looking dejected and depressed.

"The DB players looked sluggish. It seemed that the 15 minutes of the intermission was not enough for them."

At this moment, the camera lens captured that Periati glanced at his mobile phone, then hurriedly stopped the players who were walking towards the court, and then hurried to the side of the stand where Gao Yuan was.

"What is this for? Is Gao Yuan going to give the team some new tactical instructions? But it's about to start, isn't it too late?" the commentator asked doubtfully.

But Gao Yuan didn't say anything, picked up the mineral water bottle beside him, and threw it down the stands.

"Oh my god! The head coach of the DB team hit the team's assistant coach with a mineral water bottle full of urine! What is he doing? Is he expressing his dissatisfaction with the team with practical actions?"

But seeing Periati's vigorous skill, he took the mineral water bottle in his hand with a leap, and then hurried to the sidelines.

Then, the coaching staff of the DB team was busy pouring the bottle of yellow liquid into the players' mineral water bottles.

"..."

The commentator and guest commentators were dumbfounded, and watched the DB team's showmanship together with the audience in front of the TV and at the scene dumbfounded.

"If I'm not mistaken, they are going to..."

The narrator barely squeezed out a word.

"My God, it's true! Look, I drank it! I really drank it... The Chinese on the team drank the water mixed with the liquid!"

The narrator exclaimed suddenly.

"The Chinese are disgusting! They even drink urine!"

"No, it's not just the Chinese, look, DB's Brazilian players also drank!" the guest commentator reminded.

Sure enough, on the court, every main player drank mineral water mixed with an unknown liquid, even a wounded man like Ricardo with a gauze on his head also drank.

"Too...too... so disgusting! The coach of the DB team actually forced his players to drink urine! The DB players didn't perform well in the first half, but they shouldn't be punished in such an insulting way! They are not animals, they are people! They are just children!"

"Save the child!"

(End of this chapter)