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Chapter 65 The Tyrant's Casino

"I just don't know if we can find a job. Anyway, we all want to work in Kyoto, but there is no easy job to find. If there is a job here, I really don't mind." Xiaoxiao said.

Seeing that the people were almost done, Liu Gang quickly said, "We are here for travel, let's go with the work. Let's play first. This stadium is not something you can play casually."

Although several people were worried, they had entertainment projects and were immediately attracted to their attention and went straight to the highway elevator with excitement.

At this time, Si Fan happened to be on the football field, but the football field now doesn't feel very good, because there are too few people playing football, with a total of more than a dozen people, and they can't get together with two teams at all.

Si Fan looked at the people in front of him and said helplessly: "Wang Qiang, do you have no friends to play football together?"

He was really helpless, but a boy over 1.8 meters tall on the opposite side could only shrug helplessly.

"There is no way. There are too few people who like to play football now. Most people like to play basketball, while others are e-sports." Wang Qiang was very helpless.

Si Fan is about to collapse. Why is it so difficult to organize a grand football game? It's not professional football. It just wants to get two teams to start a game and can't make an appointment. If this is a European football power, it's a joke. If there is a stadium and a call, it will ensure that all the players and substitutes can get together within five minutes. Maybe there will be two more coaches.

But in China, I really can't make up a football match.

Si Fan looked at them and was also contacting the citizens who played football. This is the world's number one football sport. Not to mention American baseball and rugby, the influence cannot be compared with football at all. It's just that they built it with real money and silver.

And football is a serious bottom-class movement, a movement of the poor, and comes out of the working class.

Si Fan's family was once a legendary working class. When the World Cup reached the finals, the national football system in the country also made Si Fan's blood boil. It was at that time that he got the first football and ran on the field for the first time.

Now I think about it, my blood is boiling, but now the blood of football seems to be cold. The men's football team can be said to be in the ice age, and Si Fan just wants to organize a game but can't organize it.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly came up at the elevator entrance, about five or six young people. When Si Fan saw them, he was excited.

"Hi! Brothers, are you interested in playing football matches? 17 is missing 5!" Si Fan yelled loudly.

The young people were stunned on the spot. Looking at the group of people on the field, they were all a little depressed. The oldest of these people is probably over fifty years old, with a large piece of white hair. The youngest, who is about thirteen or fourteen, waved at them excitedly. The most exaggerated thing is that there is a woman in the team wearing a jersey.

The person who came was Liu Gang and the others. Liu Gang, who was in charge, was still a little excited when he looked at these people, but after counting the people around him, there seemed to be one less person besides Queen Xiaoxiao.

He said bitterly: "We have only four people here, one less."

Si Fan on the opposite side has been unable to wait any longer. This organization has been around for an hour, and everyone has no patience anymore. How can they still tolerate it now?

"The woman is half the sky, don't we have a girl here? If you don't have sneakers, you can use ours." Si Fan shouted.

The group of people looked at Si Fan's excited look and then asked Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, let's play football together? The other party also has a girl! Let's get the number of people to try the waters." Liu Gang said instigatedly.

Xiaoxiao was obviously interested. She had played football at school, but because of other people's vision, it seemed that girls should be weaker girls, so in the end they didn't have that much investment in sports, and the family also opposed it.

Now that I have the chance, of course I nodded.

"Okay! I'll try it, aren't it all fun anyway?" These are the modern post-90s and post-00s. Unlike the old-school people in the past, they are better at expressing themselves and better at showing themselves. On this court, as long as she likes them, she is free and unrestrained.

A football match seemed to be about to begin. The teams of both sides ended. Si Fan put on the team and changed into a red jersey, and joined all the former organizers of Loulan City. The other travelers were divided into a pair with the rest. On the court, only the man in his fifties wanted to sit next to him as the coach, but Si Fan finally pulled him to stay on the court.

If there are fewer people, the competition will be a scam, and there will be fewer people.

When the two armies were facing each other, Si Fan found that he and the young man who had just traveled were both forwards, while the teenager was a midfielder. There was no referee, and everyone relied on their own consciousness. The game started like this.

It can be said that it is absolutely unique. The first football game on this stadium was carried out by a group of citizens who were not even amateur teams.

There is no big shot in the game. Si Fan's football game cannot be said to be good, but he cannot be said to be bad. He can only be said to be doubly good. He runs actively on the field, but now his physique is much worse...

Well, this is all nonsense. Look at the final score. The score on the scoreboard next to the field is 2:15.

Si Fan and the others were the home team. In front of him, they knew how bad the loss was. When the alarm clock rang, Si Fan was so tired that he almost paralyzed. Many of them were older, and there were even a few fat people. The goalkeeper was said to be an Internet writer, but his physique was also very poor. He just sat in front of the goal and smiled foolishly, looking at the boy who scored more than a dozen goals on his face, his face full of sadness.

"Lao Lin, why do you have this expression?" Si Fan said to the guy who is a goalkeeper.

Lao Lin looked at the now panting boy who was sadly at the other party and said, "I am not worth football in our country. The young man who came to travel on the other side clearly has football talent. I have participated in football programs and visited Real Madrid youth training camp. I think his level can be mixed there, and it is obvious that he has not received much training."

For a moment, Si Fan couldn't even speak. He looked at the man in front of him. Although he was just a novelist, Si Fan knew that this guy was a fan, even a football fan.

Looking at him, Si Fan seemed to be able to see the fans across the country wailing.

"Lao Lin, how about you tell me to build a football club? It's here. Now No. 1 likes football very much. Our Loulan City also lacks a business card. I think football is good." Si Fan smiled, and there was more in his mind.

Free fighting, boxing, basketball, football and even horse racing are all very suitable for casinos. This city still lacks a business card, and Si Fan looked at the young people opposite and could only sigh in the end.
Chapter completed!
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