The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 105 Die, little bugs (3)
Feng Ling sneered: "Finally you are going to show your true colors, are you not interested in continuing to pretend? Your previous performance really made me sick, like a pug wagging its tail. It sounds more comfortable with your current tone."

Feng Chu's smile cooled down bit by bit: "If showing off your tongue can make you feel better, then just say it, my dear brother, I wanted to use Fengyun Company as a springboard before, but now it seems that it is about to be used by the fans. It's so pitiful that your anger is crushed into pieces, if I have a chance, I hope..."

Before he could speak, he saw through the binoculars that Feng Ling's thin lips curled up, and that end interrupted his words.

"If you are free, you can take a look at the situation in the field."

Feng Chu raised his head abruptly. Although he didn't pass through the telescope, he could see that the situation in the arena had undergone earth-shaking changes.

A curvaceous girl stood on the platform and hugged Milan.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Feng Chu already understood who this long-awaited person was.

"Brother, heh, it looks like I won this time." The moment Feng Ling saw Dong Meng, the cold and frosty expression on his face began to melt.

He almost never called Brother Feng Chu, and when he spoke this time, it was obviously with a strong sense of sarcasm.

Feng Chu narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer, "Really? It's a pity that the competition hasn't started yet."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Ling looked at Dong Meng from a distance, almost greedily looking at the girl's eyebrows, eyes, and that fragile skin.

During that time just now, no one knew how badly he planned and how worried he was.

Even if he is an enemy of the whole world, he still wants to keep Dong Meng's hard work.

No matter what the cost, it will be spared.

But now the appearance of the female general has settled everything. The complaints of the fans turned into cheers. The female general appeared on the big screen with a straight back and a proud face.

So beautiful, so beautiful.

The seemingly fragile porcelain doll, with its exquisite facial features and slender figure, is enough to make the fans cheer.

Although the competition hadn't started yet, Ruyu's beauty let those blames go back to her stomach.

"Little boss, I thought you were going to quit, so I have to quit too." Milan gently hugged Dong Meng, with a charming rebuke in his words.

"You're doing very well, I'm late." Dong Meng patted Milan lightly with her left hand, but no one noticed that her right hand hanging by her side trembled slightly.

"Wow, she really is a mysterious oriental beauty." A well-known glib star winked at Dong Meng: "How about a candlelight dinner, or take me to try authentic heavenly dishes? Of course, I will let it go."

The female general from ancient times was startled when he suddenly saw so many foreign handsome guys with strange looks, blond hair and blue eyes. Fortunately, he has learned a lot these days, and finally managed to maintain his composure.

"What bird language is he... speaking?"

Milan couldn't help chuckling. It stands to reason that the little boss also has a sixth-level certificate, so why does he always feel like an English idiot.

To borrow the words of the little secretary, it is definitely that the illness has not fully healed.

The translator at the side tried hard to hold back a smile, and translated the words of the star who was still posing. Dong Meng rolled her eyes.

"If he wants, I can treat him to Chinese dishes, fried pork with bamboo shoots."

The man who heard the translator's words widened his eyes and put on an exaggerated gesture: "Really? This must be a famous dish in Heaven, Meng Dong, you are such a generous beauty."

Hearing her name being read upside down, Dong Meng resisted the urge to punch the opponent's cheek, and walked to the green field.

"Get ready for the game, same as last time, penalty kick, I'll keep the goal."

Before others could react, the female general stood in front of the goal like a gust of wind, cheers came from the audience, and the world-class stars looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

"Can you deal with such a little girl?"

"Why not, there is no word humility in football."

"Yeah, let her know how powerful we are. Isn't that how beauties are conquered? We fought for Helen for ten years."

"Hey, you ungentlemanly bastards, how about adding me."

Milan looked at the stars running towards the field with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Dongmeng, these two words are often associated with miracles.

Foreign kids who like to joke, get ready to receive gifts from heaven.

Being humiliated by a girl in the field she is best at, after a while, don't cry.

Thinking of this, the depression in Milan's heart caused by the situation just now gradually disappeared.

A woman like her who must report her flaws will certainly gloat when she sees those handsome guys happily challenging miracles.

In the green field, the handsome guys with hippie smiles just now turned calm. Although there was only a girl with a beautiful face and a soft figure in front of them, they didn't slack in their hearts.

What if the video is real?
The famous Portuguese football player, who plays as a winger and can also play as a center forward, is often rated as one of the most outstanding and top football players in today's football. He stood up and led the ball all the way with cool fancy dribbling to the designated area.

"I'll kick off the first ball, everyone has no objections."

A group of athletes behind nodded, Antetokounmpo's free kick was enough to reach the pinnacle level, no goalkeeper in the world dared to say that he could defend his free kick, let this man try that oriental girl, although all of them I don't think there will be any surprises with this kick.

Unfortunately, an accident happened.

With the tricky angle and brutal force, the football spun rapidly, and people around could faintly hear the sound of breaking through the air.

Messi, who has always been good friends with Antetokounmpo, was just about to laugh at the other party for being too ungentlemanly, but the first letter got stuck in his jaw and couldn't pop out at all.

Everyone saw that the almost foolproof ball was firmly held by Dong Meng with one hand, and it landed with a bang.

One hand, left hand.

On the big screen, Dong Meng's expression didn't change much, the fans were dumbfounded, and the world stars who had seen countless strange things on the green field were stunned and almost stupid.

A huge gasp sounded at the same time, and the green field seemed to be drained of air after three seconds of silence.

The audience suddenly stood up and cheered, and threw up the ball caps, inflatable sticks and everything they could reach. They shouted and cheered, hardly knowing how to express the ecstasy at this moment.

A miracle, a miracle unfolded before the eyes of all.

Antetokounmpo looked at the football at Dong Meng's feet, as if seeing this thing for the first time.

(End of this chapter)