Huayu: I can enter the dream world to pick up attributes

Chapter 27 027: General Fan just wants to sleep (read more)
This wave of people belonged to the football world.

They came to find Zhao Benshan for some reason. Could it be to exchange football experience?
This possibility... also exists.

After all, Ben Shan likes football very much, and it's normal to make friends with people in the football world.

Now these "masters" in the football world have entered the 50-meter range of the crew, and they have naturally become the targets of his wool.

I have to enter their dreams tonight and squeeze hard, and I should be able to pick up a lot of football attributes.

Although this attribute is not very useful, it is still very feasible to use football to pretend to be aggressive in the future. After all, Jay Chou has used basketball to pretend to be aggressive.

Speaking of football, Xu Ning still likes it very much.

In his previous life, he loved sports. Basketball and football are both his strengths... although it was only at the community level.

But with the national football team, it is really not certain who wins and who loses.

Anyway, in the 2002 Korea-Japan World Cup, the national football team lost all three group matches and was conceded 9 goals by their opponents. So who is different?
There seems to be nothing wrong with the sentence "I can do it if I go".

……

Outside the cafeteria.

After a few minutes of greeting by the pond, Zhao Benshan and his group entered the small western-style building in Longquan Villa.

There is a special private room there, which is specially used by Ben Shan to receive important guests. During the filming days, there have been two groups of guests, from all walks of life.

This fully shows that Benshan has a wide range of friends and contacts.

Not long after the group entered, they ran out of the small building and went straight to the cafeteria. After entering the kitchen, they told the chef to prepare the dinner as soon as possible.

When Xu Ning heard the man order the cafeteria to make wild game, sea cucumber and abalone, he suddenly felt that the rice porridge in his hand was tasteless.

After filming for a whole day, I don’t even want to give everyone a single sea cucumber. Can I do a good show tomorrow?
But Baoqiang opposite him was eating with gusto.

This kid has made two big bowls of thick white rice porridge.

And also to serve a bowl.

He was quickly persuaded by him: "Eat less at night, as an actor, you must control your weight."

Wang Baoqiang looked distressed: "Brother Ning, do I have to control my weight?"

Xu Ning nodded: "Of course, who will ask you to shoot martial arts scenes after you gain weight?"

Thinking of this, Wang Baoqiang immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks: "No, no, I can't eat so much, I want to be a star."

this kid...

I used to dream of being a special actor, but now that I have become a special, my dream has become a star.

Sure enough, people are not satisfied.

Once you have A, you will think about B, and desire cannot be filled.

After dinner, return to the dormitory.

Xu Ning was lying on the bed thinking about the matter of pulling wool.

There are three chances tonight, whose wool will be picked first?

After thinking for a while, I decided to start with General Fan first.

This person is very famous in the ghost animal world at station B, so let's start with him.

Besides, General Fan's skills are still good.

If nothing else, a few months later, on May 2002, 5, General Fan Da will be awarded the 17 Asian Footballer of the Year.

Prior to this, he had won two consecutive domestic football players in 95 and 96, and the best player in AA twice.

These records are enough to show his level in the domestic football world, so he said in an interview with reporters that Zhao Peng could not play as a central defender, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him.

After thinking about Fan Zhiyi, Xu Ning lay on the bed and was bored, so he got up and ran around Longquan Villa with Wang Baoqiang for a few laps.

He didn't go back to bed until nine o'clock at night.

The small building not far away was brightly lit, and a group of people were pushing and changing glasses on the wine table, with no intention of ending at all.

But Lao Zhao seemed to have drunk too much, and was lying on the sofa squinting his eyes, while General Fan and the others drank more and more vigorously.

Seeing that Zhao Benshan's head portrait could be entered, Xu Ning entered his dream with a thought.

Not long after, Fan Zhiyi wanted to find Zhao Benshan for a drink, but found that Lao Zhao couldn't wake up no matter what.

This frightened the people in the private room.

Fan Wei hurried over to check the situation, and seeing that he was breathing evenly, he was relieved: "Ben Shan is asleep."

"That's right, Benshan is breathing evenly, his complexion is rosy, and his heart rate is normal. It doesn't look like he's drunk." A person who has been on the court all year round gave a professional judge.

This man... knows how to sleep.

"Then I have to send him to the hospital to have a look, otherwise I won't be at ease." Fan Zhiyi was very cautious.

Everyone discussed it for a while, and decided to go to the hospital, because Lao Zhao slept so dead... Fan Zhiyi immediately put Zhao Benshan on his back and walked to the car.

The group lost their mood for drinking, and hurriedly packed up their things and sent the sleeping Zhao Benshan to the hospital.

And on the other side,
Xu Ning is checking Zhao Benshan's memory in a dream.

After browsing some interesting pictures, I finally saw the purpose of this group of football people here.

This group of people simply came to visit Zhao Benshan, wanting to move around more to get in touch.

Today's group is led by several football club managers. They came to Liao Province to attend an event, so they wanted to visit Zhao Benshan.

Among them, a person from Liaozu said at the wine table that Liaozu's life is not easy. In recent years, although the team still has sponsorship and investment, it is not as good as before.

Zhao Benshan still has feelings for Liaozu, so he came up with a few ideas on the wine table.What Lao Zhao didn't expect was that from this moment on, he was slowly hooked.

A few years later,
That is, in 2005,
Also at the wine table, Zhao Benshan casually agreed to Liaozu manager Zhang Shuguang's proposal to acquire Liaozu.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was interested. Not long after, Zhang Shuguang approached Zhao Benshan to discuss the matter again.

At this time, Zhao Benshan's career was unparalleled, and he was full of confidence in everything he did, so he agreed.

He sponsored 1500 million yuan in the early stage, and then solicited investment everywhere, full of confidence to bring Liaozu back to the top.

But it turns out that actors can't do football well.

Less than half a year,

Zhao Benshan announced the termination of the cooperation with Liaozu because of the strong man's broken wrist. It is wise to stop the loss in time.

Lao Zhao fooled Fan Wei for several years in the sketches, but in the end he was fooled by others.

……

Soon the car arrived at the hospital.

Fan Zhiyi was just about to carry Zhao Benshan out of the car, but found that he woke up slowly: "Oh, why did I get to the hospital?"

Ben Shan scratched his head and said in a daze.

Fan Zhiyi said: "Brother Zhao, you fell asleep just now, and you couldn't wake up no matter how much you screamed, you scared us to death."

Zhao Benshan rubbed his head and smiled awkwardly: "You know my drinking capacity, why did I get drunk after only drinking a catty today..."

Fan Zhiyi laughed and was about to say something flattering when he suddenly felt a little sleepy and slowly fell asleep on the seat.

"Hoo... loo... hoo."

"Fuck, hell." The rest of the people who were awake looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

After 30 seconds, everyone remembered that Fan Zhiyi should be sent to the hospital for examination.

On the bed in the emergency room, Fan Zhiyi was sound asleep, and in his dream, he was being interviewed by a reporter.

Facing the reporter's question, Fan Zhiyi pouted, put his hands on his hips, and was about to answer in a huff.

(End of this chapter)