American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 106 I Will Follow This Big Brother (Subscribe)

In the United States, the most popular sport is rugby, and the second most popular sport is still rugby, college rugby.

In college football, the NCAA Division I attracts the most attention, and within Division I there are five university sports leagues that rank far ahead in terms of attention. The University of Florida is located in the Southeastern Conference, one of the five major leagues.

As a traditional sports school backed by a populous state, the University of Florida has sent countless players to the NFL, and Paul feels that he is one of them.

When the full-time whistle blew, announcing that the University of Florida had defeated the University of Alabama, now the leader of the Southeastern Conference, in the second round, Paul and other players hugged each other to celebrate, then picked up Gatorade drinks and towels from the shelf and took the initiative to greet the players coming off the court.

As a new player, this is his task this season, sitting on the bench and watching the seniors play. Although his playing time this year is less than 2 minutes, Paul is very satisfied. You know, those who can play as a starter in their freshman season are all true talents. Peyton Manning and Tom Brady did not have many opportunities to play when they were at the University of Michigan.

Moreover, relying on his status as a "first-time player", he hooked up with three senior girls in his first semester in college, making a huge profit.

However, Florida's ranking is not high this year and it missed the "Big Six Bowl Games". It can only play in some lower-level bowl games, which are more like exhibition games. For the players, this year's games are basically over and they can prepare for how to spend the Thanksgiving holiday.

"Have you heard? Rui opened a giant nightclub in Orlando! It's almost the size of a stadium."

Paul faintly heard his teammates communicating at this time. He immediately caught the key words and took the initiative to step forward and talk.

"That's right, and it's already under renovation. It's expected to open before the Thanksgiving holiday." Paul patted his chest twice: "I'm Rui's good friend who grew up with him. Do you want me to help you get two tickets?"

The players who were originally talking looked at Paul, then turned around and continued their conversation.

"Is it as big as a football field? Is it that scary?"

"It may be smaller than a football field, but it was converted from a church. Don't you like Rui's songs? You have to go and see it this time. The ticket price is a bit high. It's a promotion during the Christmas holiday, 100 US dollars, not including alcohol."

"How much? 100 can see the Orange Bowl! And it's a good seat."

Paul's smile froze on his face. This was not the first time he was treated like air. In Henderson, he was a big shot, but in the University of Florida, he was just an insignificant little shrimp, just listening to the two teammates continue to discuss.

"Don't complain about the price. $100 is too cheap to meet and interact with top stars up close. This morning, we could only buy tickets for next year. On the Ticketmaster website, tickets for the first day of the opening have been sold for more than $1500."

"No way, absolutely impossible."

"What's impossible? The ticket price was just 1000 three days ago, and it's already 1500 today. Taylor Swift, Paris Hilton and others will be there, and have you seen the Christmas lineup? In addition to Rui, there's also..."

While his teammates were still chattering, Paul had already turned and left.

1500? I can get in by just scanning my face! Idiot! He cursed inwardly.

·
In the evening, Paul returned to the dormitory and immediately turned on his computer and posted a message on the school's internal forum.

[Internal staff! Yo, hot girls recruiting, internal channel on opening night! Private chat and post photos, limited places!!!]

The post only contained a single picture of Ryan at the renovation site. Through the stained glass behind him, it was obvious that this was the nightclub that was being renovated. This was secretly taken by Paul when he visited Ryan the day before yesterday.

The picture also has a handwritten watermark with Paul’s account ID to prevent others from stealing the picture and impersonating him.

Bringing you idiots? Better to find some pretty girls!

Late that night, when Paul opened the forum backend, he was shocked to find that the private message icon had changed to 99+.

Shit! Is it really that popular?

Paul reviewed the photos one by one, many of which were revealing photos showing legs, breasts, and of course, more of their faces.

"Come on, baby! Holy shit!" Paul raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He is going to have an unforgettable Christmas holiday!

This is good! Let's see if there is a better one first.

Damn, those legs! That's you.

Cheerleading uniform? I know you. Don't you have a boyfriend? You're an old hand. Next...

·
Inside a truck, a week later.

The original warehouse was now filled with a strange smell mixed with various perfumes, which made Paul sneeze countless times along the way.

There were no windows in the carriage, and the only light was the flash of the cell phone. At this moment, I could see at least 20 women sitting on both sides, all dressed up in the sexiest clothes. But their expressions were uglier than the others, and they all looked unhappy.

The women had been complaining since they got on the bus. "Everyone, I'm not on a tight budget... Just bear with me for a little while, we'll be at our destination soon." Paul smiled at the girls.

"Are you reliable? Rui asked you to recruit girls? I don't believe it!"

"Yup!"

"Where are you taking us?"

"I want to get off!"

"I want to call the police!"

Just when the situation was about to get out of control, the truck suddenly stopped. Paul heard a knocking sound coming from the driver's seat. He put his ear to it and listened. Paul immediately waved his hand and said, "Get out! There's a traffic jam. Let's walk over!"

A group of girls got out of the car, only to find that the entire road was completely blocked and the traffic stretched for several miles.

"Are they all going to the nightclub?" Paul was the last one to get off. To be honest, he was a little scared when he saw the traffic, but he was also a little excited.

A group of girls stood in the cold wind and quickly put on their coats, and finally had to walk to their destination.

Halfway through the walk, many of the girls in high heels were already complaining in pain, and Paul had to beg and plead with everyone before he allowed them to continue walking with their slender, smooth legs.

At this time, you can see first-class luxury cars parked on the roadside, including the Maverick, Ferrari 488, Porsche 918, Corvette C8, Aston Martin Vantage, Nissan GTR, Audi R8, and BMW m8. Paul had only seen pictures of these low-lying, streamlined luxury sports cars on the Internet before, but today he was really enlightened.

So many luxury cars gathered together, it was like a sports car show. It was these cars parked randomly that caused the traffic jam.

Walking further, I saw a group of women standing on the side of the road, holding various signs with the "RT" logo flashing on them.

"Ryan Taylor will always be with me! We will never be apart for the rest of our lives!"

These girls shouted slogans in unison, as if they were not tired. I don’t know how long they had been shouting, considering it was winter.

Walking further, Paul saw that there was already a simple parking lot, but it was already full of cars. It was obvious that the number of people present today had far exceeded the plan.

And at the door, there were actually several patrol police on duty to maintain order.

"What a grand occasion." Paul couldn't help but sigh, and felt even more fortunate that he had "a good eye for talent" at the time.

The group walked and stopped until they finally arrived at the door of the nightclub. They could see that the nightclub didn't even have a sign at that time. The original Baroque church building had been renovated, and now under the neon lights, it felt like a magic castle.

"There are too many people at this entrance. I'll take you in through the back door." Paul waved at them.

At the back door, there were several strong men on duty, and they stopped Paul and others directly.

"Let me make a call." Paul took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

"Yes, I'm at the back door, Ryan. I brought you more than 20 girls, all carefully selected!" Paul snickered, "It's just a small matter. If you need anything in the future, I can even bring the female principal of our school to you..."

The girls behind me looked at each other. They could hear what Paul said, and they were shouting "Ryan"!
Paul then handed the cell phone to the gatekeeper, and the group was able to enter smoothly.

"Paul, I was a little impatient just now, don't be angry."

"Paul, you don't have a girlfriend yet, right? Do you want me to introduce one to you when I get back?"

"Paul, what hair color does Ryan like on women? Tell me."

"Paul, what's Ryan's number?"

"Paul..."

"..."

As he shouted, Paul felt as if he was floating.

I secretly swore in my heart that I would follow Ryan, my big brother!

　Let me explain, because the plot is directly connected, the time in the book world passes a little too fast, or the timeline is messed up. For the more obvious ones, I patched them up (such as the release time of Taylor's new album), and for the less obvious ones, such as the time of the Victoria's Secret, I did not patch them up. By the 2009 Grammys, the timeline will return to normal. (Also, do you have any particularly good books about driving? Can you recommend me a few? Yesterday, a book friend recommended some to me, and I read them. It would be best if they were on Qidian. Thank you.)
　　(PS: I changed "Christmas" in the text to "Thanksgiving", and the timeline confusion problem was solved.)
　　

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