Chapter 343 It Wasn't Intentional



Chapter 343 It Wasn't Intentional

Meng Hu, the captain of the women's basketball team, said with great acting skills: "Hey, she was here just now? Oh, she said she had a stomachache and should go to the bathroom."

The staff nodded and said, "Send someone to look for them. We'll be entering the stadium in five minutes. Otherwise, you'll have to arrange for the substitutes to go in first."

Meng Hu nodded repeatedly, "Go find that guy."

As soon as the staff member left, the person next to him asked, "Who should we ask to find it?"

Meng Hu was helpless and whispered, "What are you looking for? Let's find a substitute to warm up."

Luo Jiu, Cheng Yaoyao and Zhong Jialing stood on the sidelines, trying hard to appear calm.

Zhong Jialing: "Why don't I go and talk to the referee and tell him that Fubao is stuck in traffic."

Luo Jiu smiled helplessly, "One moment she said she had to go to the toilet, the next moment she said she was stuck in traffic. It would be better to say that she twisted her ankle yesterday and couldn't play today."

Cheng Yaoyao clasped her hands together and said, "Now if only someone could delay the start time a little bit, I have a feeling she'll be here soon."

Luo Jiu sighed, "They are not short of people, so who would delay?"

Before he finished speaking, a staff member suddenly ran out from the men's locker room in panic, "Hurry up, the Mexican team and the American team are fighting!"

The coaches and substitute players on the sidelines looked at each other and swarmed towards the men's locker room.

Luo Jiu's eyes lit up, "Let's go and see the fun."

Cheng Yaoyao couldn't help but complain, "Your own family is in a critical situation, and you still have the mind to watch the fun?"

Luo Jiu pulled her aside and said, "Didn't you see that the referee has left? The game can't start without them. Let's go and hold them back."

The basketball team was fighting, and both sides were tall and strong.

When the three rushed over, there were already several referees wrapped in the crowd, using their bodies to separate the two.

Luo Jiu curiously asked the person next to him: "Why are you fighting?"

There was a Western coach next to her. She shrugged and said, "I don't know. They were already fighting when I came over."

Coach Deguo: "It sounded like we were talking about some historical issue."

Luo Jiu nodded slightly, and she roughly understood. There are many Indian descendants in Mexico. It is well known to later generations that the Americans massacred and abused the Indians. The Indians were almost wiped out. The two sides have a feud, so it is not surprising that they fight.

Seeing the referee pulling the two people apart, Luo Jiu pretended not to know and tried to mediate: "What kind of historical issue is this? Don't be impulsive. Your two countries are close to each other, so you should get along in a friendly manner. This is not a matter of genocide. Quickly disperse and prepare for the game."

It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned it. But once she mentioned the word "genocide", the Mexicans roared as if they had taken stimulants: "They did it! They did such a thing!"

Well, just as he pulled it open, he rushed up again.

The referee was so angry that he came over to coax the onlookers, "Hey, you Orientals don't understand Western history. Stop talking and get out of the way."

As they were talking, both sides had already jumped up and dunked each other's heads as if they were basketballs.

The referee for the men's team was an old man in his seventies with completely white hair. In the chaos, he was hit by a stick by someone. His eyes rolled back and he fell down.

Everyone was squeezed outside, pointing at that place anxiously, worried that something might happen. Suddenly, a red shadow flashed in and lifted the old man up.

Everyone was stunned. Isn't this athlete wearing the Chinese team uniform an Olympic star?

"Fubao?!"

The four of them looked at each other excitedly, surprised and happy.

The old man took a deep breath and shook Fubao's hand excitedly, "Thank you, kid."

Fubao took advantage of everyone's stunned moment and hurried to stop the fight, "I thought I was in the wrong place. Aren't we playing basketball? Not wrestling. Come on, go out and compete on the court. Don't fight here."

As she spoke, she grabbed the two people who were in the front and pushed them directly into the locker room.

These people all knew Fubao's strength. She had even made it to the finals in wrestling and judo, but they didn't dare to fight with her and had to give up.

Everyone walked out one after another. Luo Jiu quietly pulled Fu Bao to his side and asked, "When did you arrive?"

Fu Bao said proudly: "Just now, when I came in, I heard there was a fight inside, so I came to stop it."

Luo Jiu looked her up and down. Although he knew that she would not be hurt, he had to see it with his own eyes to feel at ease.

Luo Jiu patted her shoulder and said, "You've worked hard. I'll go back and prepare something for you to eat. Come over and eat during the intermission."

Fubao nodded repeatedly, but was a little surprised. She asked Cheng Yaoyao in a low voice: "Second Mother, why didn't you ask me how I came back? Did anything go wrong?"

Cheng Yaoyao couldn't help but laugh: "Why am I asking you? Didn't you already make it up and be prepared to stick to your guns?"

Fu Bao was stunned: "How did you know?"

If the elder sister could speak well, Fubao would have suspected that the elder sister far away in space had betrayed her.

After a five-minute delay, the game finally officially started.

In fact, height is indeed very important in the sport of basketball.

Among basketball players, Fubao’s current height is not outstanding, but he has become a player that everyone fears on the court.

Because she can dunk without relying on her height, just by jumping and shooting.

When she jumped up, she was higher than the contestants who were taller than her.

What's even more infuriating is that she is extremely flexible, with speed and reaction levels unmatched by ordinary people, and she also has an absolute advantage in strength confrontations.

Those big guys were afraid to face off against her. They were all about the same height and weight, so when they bumped into each other, it was like apples hitting apples or apples hitting pears. The action and reaction forces were the same, and they would hurt the enemy by a thousand and their own losses by five, six, seven, or eight hundred.

But Fubao is not like that. Whoever she bumps into will be in disaster.

It's like a basketball hitting a ping-pong ball. The ball has no control over where it flies.

Fubao fought several games and knocked several of her opponents into the billboards on the sidelines.

Of course this is not against the rules. Physical confrontation is part of basketball. Some teams specifically select heavy players to be responsible for confrontation, and they can send their opponents flying with just a sticking out of their buttocks.

Fubao doesn't look that big, but her strength is greater than that of the big ones.

If someone bumps into her, she is as steady as a rock. If she bumps into someone else, that person will suddenly grow wings and fly off in any direction.

The commentary gave Fubao a nickname, "Oriental Bomb", meaning whoever gets close to her will be blown away.

The Western team had a very difficult time in this game. They had to avoid Fubao while trying to grab the ball.

The balls she handled were also incredibly heavy. When someone defended her for a rebound, my entire arm would be numb from the shock.

At the end of the second quarter, the score was 37:3, and we were leading by a large margin.

During the half-time break, Fubao came down and Cheng Yaoyao quickly handed her the lunch box. The opponents next to them gathered together to discuss tactics, while Fubao showed off his big meat buns.

"Hey, grandma is here too?"

Fubao spotted her grandma in the audience with her sharp eyes. Her grandma raised the soup pot in her hand towards her and she hurried over.

The Spanish player looked desperate, "I can't think of how to beat her."

Another player next to her watched Fubao happily eat and said angrily, "Unless she chokes to death after drinking this mouthful of soup."

Before he could finish his words, Fubao spat out a mouthful of soup and started coughing non-stop.

The player was surprised: "I didn't mean to do that!"

*

A few seconds ago, Fubao was chatting with his grandma.

She said with a sad face: "Why do Second Mom and the others know everything I think?"

Grandma said, "That's easy. We raised you, don't we know you? I know what you're thinking.

As soon as you stick your butt out, I know what shit you are going to poop."

Fubao spat out a mouthful of soup, "Grandma, your words are too rude."

Grandma sighed and said with a smile: "It's a rough statement, but the truth is true."

Just as grandma was taking out a handkerchief to wipe her wound, Fubao saw two Western athletes running towards her with nervous expressions.

They asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

They want to win, but they also don't want anything to happen to anyone. After all, Fubao is already an athlete who has gone down in history. If anything happens to her, it would be a pity for all of humanity.

Fu Bao shook his head in surprise, "I'm fine."

The two men saw that she was able to eat and drink, and left silently again.

The two returned to their seats and looked at the score on the scoreboard with mixed feelings.

The strong Western basketball team is now unexpectedly eliminated in the quarterfinals.

The opponent is so strong that I can neither beat him nor defeat him. I don't even dare to curse him because of his greatness.

It was a desperate game. In the last few minutes, the score was a huge 87:3.

Those 3 points were scored by the Western team's main player who made a three-pointer at the last minute when Fubao thought the quarter was over and was walking to the sidelines.

Luo Jiu went out to take care of some things. When he came back and saw the situation, he quickly replaced Fubao.

Fubao came down with a confused look on his face, "I'm not tired."

Luo Jiu: "You can take a break even if you are not tired. We are going to win anyway, so let them get some points.

The Western country is negotiating a big import and export trade deal with our Ministry of Commerce. Please give them some face."

Fubao curled his lips and said, "Okay."

With such a big lead, they would not be able to catch up even if the Western players stood under the basket and kept shooting in the remaining time.

This was an opportunity to train, so Luo Jiu simply replaced all the substitutes and let everyone practice.

As a result, the opponent caught up to 20 points in three minutes. It was not difficult for the audience to see Fubao's decisive role on the court.

She scored 72 points in a single game, setting a new record for the highest single-game score among basketball players in the world, which was higher than her test scores.

When a person's aura is dazzling enough, everything she does will be loved.

There was an intense game going on on the field, and Fubao was dozing off while sitting on the sidelines.

The director occasionally cuts the camera to Fubao, and every time there is cheering from the audience, as if a screaming button has been pressed. No matter what she does, everyone watches with great interest.

Luo Jiu observed this interesting phenomenon, stroked his chin, and thought about a new plan.

Cheng Yaoyao came over and asked her, "What are you thinking about?"

Luo Jiu said: "I'm thinking about advertising."

Cheng Yaoyao smiled and said, "That's amazing. How did you know that someone wanted us to advertise?"

Luo Jiu was stunned, "Who wants us to advertise?"

Cheng Yaoyao suppressed her laughter and said, "A company called Tadpole Gnawing Wax."

"Tadpoles chewing wax? Why does it sound so strange?" Luo Jiu repeated it twice and chuckled, "Coca-Cola?"

"Yes, their Chinese translation at that time is still Tadpole Gnawing Wax. They want to sign Fubao to be the global spokesperson for their brand."

Luo Jiu sighed. Coca-Cola is the most advertising-conscious brand in the world. In the 1930s, it would have spent a lot of money on advertising.

Unfortunately, most of the global brands have not yet been born at that time, or are in a very early stage. Otherwise, with Fubao’s current commercial value, it would be able to make a lot of foreign exchange.

Luo Jiu thought for a moment, "Coca-Cola is just starting out, how much can they offer?"

Cheng Yaoyao said happily: "It is an unprecedented high price in this period, 400,000 Mi Yuan."

Luo Jiu nodded, "It is indeed a high price, but they will develop into a company with a market value of 300 billion yuan in the future. Advertising fees are short-term gains, and we should think of ways to get a bigger share.

So, you go and negotiate with them. We only want 300,000 yuan for advertising, but we also want 2% of their company's original shares."

Cheng Yaoyao said tangledly: "This is a bit difficult, 2% is not a small amount."

Luo Jiu said: "Fubao's influence is definitely worth this number. The gymnastics and track and field competitions haven't started yet. Tell them that every time Fubao wins a gold medal, this number will increase. The longer they wait, the more shares they will hand over."

Cheng Yaoyao gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I will handle this matter myself."

During lunch, Zhong Jialing came over with a few latest newspapers.

Zhong Jialing: "The Guardian publicly apologized and fired Benjamin."

Luo Jiu said "hmm" and smiled: "This shouldn't be the big news in Ying Country today."

Zhong Jialing smiled and unfolded the front page, and it was indeed about the theft in the Ying Kingdom’s treasury.

There are few truthful words in the report. They said the treasury was stolen, but they dared not say that it was completely stolen. They said it was robbed, but they dared not say it was robbed by one man and a dog. They said it was robbed by a group of American thugs.

If they didn't know the inside story, they would have almost believed it.

Luo Jiu smiled and said, "The Ying government must be so angry that they are pounding the wall. It must be hard to go from being a wealthy family to being penniless, right?"

Zhong Jia said in an aura, "They deserve it for not establishing diplomatic relations with us."

Luo Jiu smiled and said: "Now we give him a reason to come over and spread the news that we want to import goods worth 10 million Mi Yuan.

In addition, please invite Coubertin and Seat, and we will talk to them about advertising during the live broadcast of the Olympics."

As soon as the news of the import was released, all countries were ready to go.

But there is one thing that no one can figure out: where does China get its money?

In fact, they were not wrong. We had just finished a war and there was indeed not much money in the treasury.

But since coming to Ouzhou, he raised 80 million US dollars and emptied the treasury of Yingguo. His economic strength has skyrocketed to the forefront of the world.

Money makes money, and we will naturally become richer and richer.

At the dinner, Luo Jiu proposed the idea of ​​running television advertisements to Coubertin and Sit, and told them that as long as they agreed on behalf of the Olympic Committee and the host country, China would give them a licensing fee of 500,000 Euros each.

"Five hundred thousand yuan?" The two of them doubted their ears. Is there really such a good thing in the world? They don't need to do anything, just authorize and agree, and they can get so much money?

Luo Jiu smiled and said, "Of course, I also have a few conditions, please agree to them all."

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