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Inside the Longvision studio.

Sun Shengping and Zhang Luduan were sitting behind the commentary booth.

Han Qiaozheng was nowhere to be seen.

On the big screen is the panorama outside Wulihe Stadium.

The stadium is surrounded by countless fans

Zooming up the camera, looking down from the sky, the oval-shaped stadium is like a huge heart, surrounded by bright red uniforms of the Liaodong team, layer upon layer, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

"According to incomplete statistics, more than 10 fans flocked to the Wulihe Stadium for this game."

Sun Shengping looked at the screen and said with a smile: "That is to say, in addition to the fans who have entered the stadium with tickets, there are more than 4 fans stranded outside the stadium."

"With such a big momentum, the just-concluded World Cup final is nothing more than that!"

"Yes!" Zhang Lu next to him also said, "The Liaodong team has such a strong appeal that it is the only one in Longguo."

"Haha, that's true." It was Sun Shengping who spoke, "Today's game is related to whether the five bulls in Rongcheng can successfully avoid relegation."

"But the fans at the scene were all going to celebrate winning and upgrading with the Liaodong team."

"I believe that some audience friends have begun to wonder why there are only me and director Zhang in today's studio."

After a while, Sun Shengping continued: "As a die-hard fan of the Liaodong team, Qiao Zheng deliberately took a vacation and rushed to Shengjing."

"It is estimated that he has already sat in the stands of Wulihe Stadium at this moment."

"During the live broadcast, friends with sharp eyes can search with us to see if we can find Qiaozheng."

"..."

As Sun Shengping said, Han Qiao was sitting in the stands of Wulihe Stadium.

He was wearing a red Liaodong team uniform and a baseball cap. He was sitting with ordinary fans, and he was twisting his body rhythmically to the explosive electronic music from the big speakers.

At this time, players from both sides enter the field.

The speakers also began to introduce the starting lineups of the two teams.

Huge cheers broke out at the scene. When the players of the Liaodong team were introduced, every time Sun Li said a name, the fans in the audience roared in response, followed by overwhelming applause.

Han Qiao almost missed his forehand.

Before the show even started, his voice became hoarse.

All Liaodong players came on the field, and behind the team, Cruyff, Qin Feng and others also walked to the coach's bench.

When Qin Feng showed his head...

With a loud bang, it was as if a thunder had exploded in the stadium, and everyone shouted Qin Feng's name frantically.

Han Qiao was stunned for a moment, looking around, there was no one who did not cheer and applaud Qin Feng.

He often pays attention to the Liaodong team's games and knows that Qin Feng is very popular.

But I didn't expect Qin Feng's popularity to be so high.

Qin Feng just sat on the coach's bench, and when he heard the fans calling his name, he came out again and waved to the stands around him.

The move was met with even louder cheers.

And Qin Feng keenly heard that there were many people calling his name outside the arena.

Back at the coach's bench, Qin Feng asked Shang Yin: "Director Shang, did you hear that? There seems to be cheers coming from outside the stadium."

"I don't know..." Shang Yin also looked out of the field in doubt, "There are quite a few people listening to the voice."

"Borrow the phone."

Taking Shangyin's mobile phone, Qin Feng called Qian Zhisong.

Qian Zhisong was on the rostrum, paying a lot of celebrities to watch the game. They were surrounded by security personnel, and they were not worried about enthusiastic fans coming to disturb them.

Picking up the phone and hearing Qin Feng's question, Qian Zhisong replied: "I also just received the news that there are more than 40000 fans who have not bought tickets gathered outside the stadium."

"I have sent someone to persuade them to leave and not to cause any more accidents."

"But they said they would just sit outside and not cause trouble."

"They will accompany the Liaodong team to celebrate winning the championship."

After finishing speaking, Qian Zhisong wiped the cold sweat off his brow again, "Thanks to today's performance, we have sent more security personnel."

"With them maintaining order outside, there should be no major problems."

Qin Feng was silent when he heard that.

The field game has begun.

The cheers of the fans in the stadium were louder and louder.

Every time the fans cheered in the stands, after half a second, there would be a huge sound outside the stadium.

It was the fans outside the stadium who followed suit.

They don't know what's going on in the arena.

Anyway, it's always right to follow suit.

Qin Feng could even imagine that more than 40000 people were sitting on the concrete floor in the wind and rain, staring at the Wulihe Stadium eagerly.

Qin Feng felt very sorry.

After thinking for a while, he said to the phone: "Old Qian, ask Mr. Zhao to answer the phone."

The phone was in Zhao Banshan's hands, "What's the matter with Mr. Qin, what instructions do you have?"

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, don't embarrass me..." Qin Feng said politely, and asked directly: "Brother Zhao, can you borrow four sets of outdoor movie projection equipment?"

"Open-air movie?" Zhao Banshan was taken aback, "You want to..."

"That's right, is it technically possible to live broadcast the live video simultaneously on the screen?"

Qin Feng took the words and said: "If the equipment is afraid of rain, I will ask Lao Qian to find someone to prepare the tent cloth."

"Technically, there is no problem..." Zhao Banshan pondered.

"Can't you borrow it, Brother Zhao?" Qin Feng asked anxiously. There are so many people outside the field, they are all here for the Liaodong team. Today is windy and rainy, so many people are not leaving...

Qin Feng doesn't want to disappoint these fans who really support the Liaodong team!

"Others can't do it, Lao Zhao, I will definitely make arrangements for you!"

Zhao Banshan was moved by Qin Feng's sincerity, and he patted his chest and promised, "Let Mr. Qian arrange someone to find the tent cloth, and the projection equipment will be wrapped on me!"

Outside Wulihe Stadium.

More than 40000 Liaodong fans sat or stood, cheering from time to time following the movement in the stadium.

Everyone was facing the wind and rain, and no one was wearing an umbrella and a raincoat. The uniforms of the Liaodong team on their bodies became dark red due to the infiltration of rain.

There was cheering and cheering again in the arena.

Just when they were about to shout, someone suddenly shouted behind everyone: "Look, what is that?"

The crowd cheered and turned their heads, and a large truck was parked on the side of the stadium road.

Several staff members were moving something down.

"It's tarpaulin!" Someone who knew the thing shouted.

In a short while, large temporary canopies were set up on the southeast, north, south, and north sides of Wulihe Stadium, near the stadium wall.

"Is it because the Liaodong team is afraid that we will get caught in the rain?"

"It's too warm!"

"Long live the Liaodong team, long live Qin Dong!"

"..."

A group of people cheered and squeezed under the canopy to avoid the rain.

But there are too many people, most of them are still exposed outside.

These people didn't have any complaints, how could such a big tarpaulin be able to accommodate so many people outside the arena.

At this moment, another two large trucks arrived.

Everyone turned back.

After seeing the cargo unloaded from the car, everyone's eyes widened...

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