The World Cup started again, but it had nothing to do with the Chinese team. Compared with the wonderful performance last time, this time it has restored its true nature and failed to break out of Asia.

Carrying half a bottle of white wine in his hand, the high ball walked on the embankment of the Minxin River. When the breeze blew, the high ball, which had already sweated, immediately woke up.

Gaoqiu is called "Gaoqiu", but he really knows nothing about football. The name is just because his father was obsessed with volleyball back then. That's right! It's volleyball! In that era, after Chinese volleyball won the championship, it was very exciting for the Chinese people. Gaoqiu's father was also a passionate young man in that era. Therefore, after ten years, he opposed the public opinion and gave his son the name "Gaoqiu" under the repeated accusations of Gaoqiu's grandmother.

In the next ten years, Gao Qiu's grandmother never let her son enter the house again. During festivals, Gao Qiu could enter her grandmother's house, but his father could only kowtow outside the yard. There was no way, anyone would get angry when he asked his grandson a name similar to a treacherous minister. The names of "Gao Qiu" and "Gao Qiu" are really similar.

When he was young, Gao Qiu also complained about his father, but as he read, he no longer took the more books he read, he no longer took it to his heart. Gao Qiu in history was not considered a treacherous minister. After putting aside "Water Margin", Gao Qiu was at most unable to do things. He was just a mediocre and inaction "mediocre official", and treacherous ministers were really not considered a treacherous minister.

Tonight, he was walking on the river bank, holding half a bottle of white wine in his hand, but it had nothing to do with the World Cup. He often had to look for his status by relying on writing and writing, and the people's hearts were closer, so when there was no one in the middle of the night, it was the best time for Gao Ba.

In the past, Gaoqiu walked along the river bank and could definitely find his writing status, but today he was a little uneasy because of the World Cup. Of course, Gaoqiu started to like football, but it was really that those fans were too noisy. After learning that China still failed to break out of Asia in this World Cup, these fans gathered together to drink every day, and when they got drunk, they had to stroll around the riverside of Minxin.

In the past, Gaoqiu had to avoid these drunken ghosts, but today Gaoqiu had drunk a lot, but he forgot this. Now that the little wind blew, he woke up, and looked at the few drunkards who were talking nonsense not far away, quietly lowered his head and prepared to walk along the edge of the river bank.

However, things in the world often do not follow others' wishes, and Gaoqiu is unwilling to cause trouble. However, those drunk men are intrigued. When the first person saw Gaoqiu, he immediately became intrigued. He took two steps and almost fell down, he resolutely blocked Gaoqiu.

"I said what are you doing! Get out of here!"

Gaoqiu, who has not had a writing idea for several days, was naturally in a bad mood at this time, but the drunkard didn’t argue much, so he wanted to let this drunkard go as he moved his steps sideways.

But the world did not meet people's wishes. Gao Qiu didn't want to cause trouble, but the drunkard was unyielding. The only one who blocked the way was a drunkard, but he came out with a group of people. When he saw something coming to the door, he naturally met them one by one and surrounded Gao Qiu in the middle.

"What do you want to do!"

It is said that "Wine makes cowards brave." Even though he is already awake, Gao Qiu still cannot get rid of the influence of alcohol. Every time he holds the bottle in his hand tighter, the more courage it becomes. Finally, he looks at the few people in front of him and starts to speak first.

"What are you doing? You...you...you...you...you...you know, the national football team has lost again..."

The drunkard in the lead tried hard to explain it, but he drank too much wine and his words were not so straightforward after all.

"If you lose, you lose. It's not the first time anyway!" Gao Qiu was surrounded by several people, and his tone was a little upset, and his tone was not so polite. "Besides, I don't watch the football. What does this have to do with me? I want to go to the river to play with you! If you don't want to be beaten, please get out of the way!"

"Oh? And... there are still people who dare to challenge brothers... brothers? Go... go to the river to play? I think you go to the river first!"

The man standing outside the river bank was obviously not so drunk, but at this time he was full of arrogant faces and was about to push the ball high.

Although Gao Qiu doesn't like football and has never played seriously, Gao Qiu has been a martial arts student since elementary school and often fights with others in middle school, so he has no exercise yet, and his skills are not comparable to those of a drunk man. As soon as the opponent stretches out his hand, Gao Qiu immediately flashes forward, then grabs and pushes his hand, pulls it hard, and knocks it to the place.

"Oh?! You dare to move... to the man?! Brothers, do... do... do him!"

The man who took action was close to the attack, and when he saw that his friend suffered a loss, he immediately became unhappy. He lifted the bottle of wine in his hand and wanted to smash the high ball.

Gao Qiu wanted to hide, but at some point, there were two more hands tightly clasped together on his chest! Gao Qiu was hugged by the man who blocked the road!

Seeing that the other party's wine bottle was about to fall on his head, Gao Qiu was really anxious and raised his legs and kicked it on the other party's lower abdomen, trying to kick the other party out. However, unexpectedly, the person who had drunk the wine had no coordination. Gao Qiu's blessing in mind did not work at all. The person who was kicked bent down in pain, but the wine bottle fell on Gao Qiu's head.

There was a dull "bang" sound, and the wine bottle was unscathed, but Gaoqiu's forehead made people feel dizzy, and Venus appeared in front of him.

Gao Qiu couldn't stand, and the person who drank behind him was naturally worse than him. Not only that, because Gao Qiu kicked out, the force of this kick reversed, causing Gao Qiu and the person holding him to fall backwards. The person holding him was really drunk, and the person who fell down and let go of his hand.

The high ball also made people faint. After falling back, the man behind him paddled it and turned it back and then rolled down the slope of the river embankment. After a while of rolling, only the sound of "thumping" inflow of water came, and the drunkards on the river embankment all woke up.

"Hey! I'll tell you guys, we just... did we push that kid out of the river just now?"

The man who started the fight first, and because of this stimulating fight and the high ball falling from the river bank, he spoke frankly.

"Yes... yes? No, it has nothing to do with me! I just stood there and didn't touch him a single finger. This has nothing to do with me! I'm leaving!"

A man with a little less courage had already woken up at this time. Before his friends could reply, he had turned around and ran away.

"This has nothing to do with me. It's not me who hit him, nor is it me who hold him. You can do it!"

The first person who took action saw that someone had already escaped, so he didn't dare to stay too long. After putting down a word, he followed the first person who left.

The man who smashed the high ball wine bottle was left and he was left with himself and the one who hugged the person, and muttered, "Anyway, it's not me that guy in the end, and it doesn't have much to do with me, so I'll leave too!"

As he spoke, there was only a drunkard who fell to the ground and couldn't afford to get up on the river bank, and he kept saying crazy words like "the number one in the national football team".

Besides, the high ball fell from the water, it was really uncomfortable. I drank a lot of wine, but after a gust of wind, I now got into the water, so I naturally woke up completely. However, waking up was not very useful. Who made his high ball just a tiger on the shore, but when he got into the water, he turned into a land duck?

He was dancing, and Gao Qiu felt that his hands and feet were getting less and less powerful, and he quickly couldn't flap. Not only that, when he was clenching his fists, Gao Qiu even felt that his palms had become smaller. It seems that drinking is like football, is quite harmful!

After choking a few sips of water, Gaoqiu gradually lost consciousness. He could only hear a child's cry, "Oh! Someone fell into the water!", and then there were a few more "thumping sounds". Gaoqiu felt a pair of powerful arms lifting him up.

I opened my eyes and looked around. It was full of red lights and green trees, which was very eye-catching. But I didn't care about appreciating the high ball that was already tired and powerless.

"I...where am I?"

A tender voice came from Gao Qiu's mouth, which made Gao Qiu feel very moved. After choking, even his throat changed. Thanks to his own voice that he did not rely on his throat to make a living!

"Where are you in Bianliang! What's wrong with this child? Why are you talking nonsense?"

A middle-aged man with a high ball on his face was filled with melancholy sighed with concern.

"Dad, it's probably because he hasn't woken up yet. It might be fine if he can calm down!"

The child's voice came again before, but a boy came to the middle-aged man and looked at the high ball curiously.

Only Gaoqiu was still full of mud, and he muttered in a low voice, "Bianliang? Where is Bianliang? Isn't it Kaifeng? How long has I been floating after falling from the Minxin River?"

"Oh! It seems that this child is a little confused, okay! Let's take it home first!"

Listening to Gao Qiu chanting what he couldn't hear clearly, the middle-aged man was helpless, sighed and picked up Gao Qiu.

Gao Qiu felt dizzy and quickly fainted. As for the middle-aged and boys' costume service that was obviously different from ordinary people, he was not aware of it at all.

But what Gao Qiu didn't know was that the middle-aged man was secretly worried and worried. After the "Wutai Poetry Case", he finally returned to Bianliang, but when he encountered this lantern viewing, he couldn't enjoy it. It was really sad. But now he was holding Gao Qiu, but he couldn't say much.
Chapter completed!