Chapter 320 The Japanese have no manners
Soon the dishes were served, and everyone chatted casually while eating. Feng Qi said, "This foie gras tastes really good. The dishes ordered by Sister Lu are all my favorites. They are really delicious."
Zhong Jialing couldn't help but joked, "I think Sister Lu has good taste in choosing men, each one is more handsome than the other."
Lu Fengchun was stunned, and said sternly: "What are you talking about? I am a chaste and heroic woman."
The four of them were stunned, all wondering whether they had just become familiar with each other. Even if they could chat together again, they were still unfamiliar with each other, not as talkative as before.
Zhong Jialing regretted her words, and Luo Jiu quickly changed the subject, saying, "I heard that the opening ceremony in a few days will be very grand. We have prepared two front-row tickets for you. You can bring your boyfriend."
Lu Fengchun couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Which one are you talking about?"
"Ugh!" Zhong Jialing immediately put down the knife and fork in her hand, "Hate it, I thought I said something wrong."
Lu Fengchun laughed and held her hand, "Since you call me sister, I will dare to call you sister Jialing.
Sister was just joking with you, look at you, why are you angry?
We hit it off right away, and I didn't intend to hide this from you. Come on, come on, I'll pour you some wine to make amends."
After withdrawing the money, the four of them felt that the burden on their shoulders was much lighter, and they basically didn't need to worry about money anymore.
Rich people do have more happiness.
At night, the four of them closed the door, opened the cash boxes, and sat on the carpet to count the money.
Feng Qi: "How much can our country do with these 80 million RMB?"
Luo Jiu thought for a moment, "We can do a lot of things. Look at how luxurious this Olympic Games is. Sit only spent 8 million US dollars. The money we have is enough to hold ten such Olympic Games."
That night, Luo Jiu made a long-distance call to Comrade Quan Sheng to report the good news.
Comrade Quansheng was silent for a moment, then said excitedly, "So many? Then quickly put them in your space, and don't lose them."
"Don't worry, I will keep it well and replenish the national treasury when I return."
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The next day, athletes from other countries also arrived one after another.
With the Olympics approaching, the four began to help our athletes familiarize themselves with the training grounds.
The four of them looked around the entire Olympic stadium, and Zhong Jialing couldn't help but sigh: "It's quite beautifully built."
Luo Jiu smiled and said jokingly: "The aesthetic taste of art students is really online."
As he was speaking, he suddenly heard a gunshot.
A group of male sprinters were practicing on the 100-meter track. Bang! As soon as the gun went off, eight or nine of them rushed out at the same time.
The four of them looked closely and saw that there were two Chinese athletes wearing red training suits.
Luo Jiu asked hurriedly: "Is it Shi Lei and Chu Xiong?"
Cheng Yaoyao said: "Yes, they are the two best sprinters in our delegation."
Luo Jiu took a deep breath and said, "That's bad."
Because looking at this shot, it is obvious that the two men cannot outrun the black player in front of them.
There is no way. Track and field has been our country's weak point for many years.
There has only been one flying man among the yellow race, and he is the pride of our country, but that will have to wait many years.
Looking at competitions over the years, running is a sport dominated by black people.
We cannot deny their hard work and talent, but the fact that they have occupied a large number of final spots for years and all they see are black people is due to the role of genes.
In this sport, we yellow people do not have an advantage. Moreover, we have only trained for a short time this time and our physical fitness has just been improved, so we are still far behind others.
However, dozens of gold medals will be awarded in track and field events. On the women's side, Fu Bao and Feng Qi had chances to win medals, but on the men's side, all of them were lost, which is such a pity.
Luo Jiu fell into deep thought, Cheng Yaoyao said: "Maybe it's just training, everyone is reserving their strength."
Luo Jiu shook his head, "No, we can't beat him."
She looked at the person who had just been running in the front, "He should be Owens."
The one who shined in these Olympics and set world records.
At this time, Shi Tou and Chu Xiong ran over and said, "Leader, we tried our best."
Luo Jiu nodded, "I know, don't be too stressed, go and rest first."
After the two left, Zhong Jialing said, "It's enough to pass the preliminaries. Let's take it step by step. Winning a medal is too far away. It would be a miracle if we could win a sprint medal during this period."
Luo Jiu said: "But if we want to attract the attention of the whole world and inspire the Chinese people, what we need is the birth of a miracle."
Feng Qi asked hurriedly: "How was it born?"
Luo Jiu rubbed his brows and said, "Let me think about it."
The next day, the four of them had dinner and took a walk on the street.
After walking through a busy market, I heard a lot of Japanese chattering.
Zhong Jialing glanced over and saw a figure rushing through the crowded crowd.
Zhong Jialing couldn't help but complain: "The little devils are so uncultured. They don't care about the impact even when they are abroad. They just shout and run around recklessly."
Feng Qi took a look and asked, "Why does this figure look so familiar?"
Luo Jiu took a look and said, "Isn't that Fu Bao?"
"Ah?" Feng Qi was shocked. "Fubao is fine, why is he speaking Japanese language?"
Cheng Yaoyao: "Something must have happened, let's go and take a look!"
The four of them rushed into the crowd and soon heard the sound of clicking their tongues and rolling their eyes from the people next to them.
The four of them looked at each other helplessly, and Feng Qi muttered, "I know why Fubao spoke Japanese language."
So the four of them started to say in various languages: "Make way!" "Excuse me!" "Make way!"
They chased him all the way from the entrance of the market, and they were all sweating. Finally, they caught Fubao standing on the roof of someone's house.
Luo Jiu panted and said, "What are you doing? Aren't you familiar with the place? Why are you here?"
Fubao hurriedly said, "We came to help the kitchen staff buy some fruit. Our wallet was stolen!"
"Ah?" Zhong Jialing asked anxiously, "Where are the others? Let's chase them together."
Fu Bao said angrily, "The little brat ran very fast, even the sprint team couldn't catch up with him."
Cheng Yaoyao said, "Forget it if we can't catch up. How much is it? We can just take it later."
Fu Bao was not convinced, "No, you dare to steal from me? I can't let this go."
As she was speaking, a dark shadow flashed past her peripheral vision. "Over there!"
Feng Qi jumped onto the wall and said, "You go left and I go right, let's surround him together."
The two men jumped from one wall to the other, running across the eaves and walls, which stunned the foreigners who were watching.
Someone asked, "How amazing! What kind of Kung Fu is this?"
The person next to them said, "I just heard them speaking Japanese. They might be Japanese."
The man suddenly realized: "Oh, Japanese Kung Fu!"
Zhong Jialing couldn't bear to listen any longer. "I'm sorry, we are Chinese. They use Chinese Kung Fu. What we just said was... a dialect, the language of a certain place in China. Sometimes it may sound like Japanese. Don't get me wrong."
"Oh, Chinese Kung Fu, awesome!"
Everyone present gave a thumbs-up. Suddenly, two people jumped down from the wall and rushed to an unknown place.
After a moment, Feng Qi jumped onto the wall again and said excitedly, "I caught him!"
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