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Chapter 271
A group of people stayed away from Zhang Gao. This guy is sick, and he probably won't be cured if he goes to Thailand.

"The world is going down, people's hearts are not old."

Elder Xu looked at Zhang Gao and heaved a long sigh, but why did he still have some small expectations in his heart?
"Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot hard!"

In the auditorium, the audience shouted vigorously.

Lin Feng on the field seemed to hear the voice. At this moment, Lin Feng only felt his blood was burning. He could not bear it anymore, and he was about to reach the point of the most excitement.

"shoot!"

Lin Feng kicked the ball out.

"Don't! Don't come in!"

Zhang Yang looked at Lin Feng sadly, but finally scored.

After this sound, Zhang Yang's Jiangbei team completely let go of their defenses and allowed Lin Feng to ravage and insult them.

Lin Feng has already scored seven goals, plus the previous three, it has become a double digit.

Time passed by second by second, Zhang Yangsheng looked at himself unrequitedly, what did he do?
If they hadn't given the ball to Lin Feng at the beginning, they would have won for sure, but if they didn't, they lost.

Seeing the game come to an end, the audience shouted excitedly.

"Brother, I'll give you a monkey... woo woo"

Before lawyer Zhang could finish speaking, the fat man behind him tightly covered his mouth.

Tired, that's the only fat guy who feels tired. After a game, he's more tired than the security guards. If he hadn't held up Lawyer Zhang, these people would no longer be on the court, but in the game.

At this moment, this situation, there is only one word that can express it.

In the arena, the Jianghai team excitedly threw Lin Feng high, and then a few people caught it. Lin Feng could only helplessly agree.

Afterwards, backstage.

Lin Feng changed into the clothes of the delivery guy.

"Brother, think about it, play with me, I guarantee you will become an international star."

Wang Chen took a deep breath. Lin Feng's performance was indeed beyond Wang Chen's expectations. The reason why he won this match was because of Lin Feng, who really kicked thirteen.

In recent years, Huaxia's football has been disgraceful, and it needs talents like Lin Feng.

"Forget it, I'll go back and deliver food."

Lin Feng smiled, then got up and left.

Wang Chen watched Lin Feng leave, his smile lingered for a long time.

That smile is a bitter smile; that smile is a sad smile; that smile is a smile with a story.

"Sigh, it's sad and deplorable that there is a proud son of heaven who has fallen to such a low level."

Wang Chen thought that after understanding everything about that smile, something unknown should have happened behind Lin Feng.

"Coach Wang, may I ask the player this time, can we meet?"

"Coach Wang, is that player your secret weapon?"

At this moment, a group of reporters arrived and tightly surrounded Coach Wang.

System: "Hehe, I'm a fool who doesn't know anyone."

"Ding, you signed in successfully and obtained the skill: Master of Painting, and gained 10 points."

Listening to the voice in his mind, Lin Feng was ready to go out.

"I don't understand you. You are obviously rich, but you still go out to work every day."

Seeing Lin Feng going out early in the morning, Tridis yawned and said.

"You don't understand, this is exercise, this is the love of the profession, unlike you guys, who stay at home all day and don't know how much fat they have gained."

Looking at Lin Feng's back, Tridis's head exploded.

Fat?Am I really fat?

After looking at her body again and again, Tridis discovered a very serious problem, she was really fat.

Lin Feng didn't know how much trouble these words caused, causing hungry wolves to howl and overcrowding in the neighborhood afterwards.

At the same time, the airport in Jianghai City.

"Welcome Master Ma to Jianghai."

I saw such a line clearly written on a huge banner.

A group of people looked at the landing plane excitedly, including some famous painters, and the leader was an old man.

The old man was full of white hair, wearing a pair of reading glasses, leaning on a solid wooden crutch, and hunched over. Anyone who has watched TV knows that this is the famous master Xu Huihong in China.

Under everyone's gaze, a middle-aged man got off the plane. He had a warm smile on his face and was dressed in a white robe, looking very coquettish.

This man is called Ma Cai, and he is now the president of the Huaxia Painting Association. Although he is only fifty, his painting level has surpassed many old people.

"Master Xu, you are really polite."

Ma Cai went straight to Xu Huihong and said with emotion.

"Your boy is now the one in the painting world."

Xu Huihong gave Macai a thumbs up, which made the man laugh out loud.

"Master Xu is being polite, but you are trying to flatter me by saying that."

He said so with his mouth, but his face was very happy. This guy should be the type who takes advantage of it and pretends to be good.

"Let's not talk about that, it's too much, my son has already prepared the hotel, this time let us admire your masterpiece."

As Xu Huihong said, a car came next to him, and the two left. These people also followed in their own cars, and the convoy rushed to the hotel in a mighty manner.

At the entrance of the hotel, Lin Feng looked at the familiar hotel and just wanted to complain, why do some crazy local tyrants always order takeaway?
To be able to afford this kind of hotel, I'm afraid it's not because of my brain that I thought of ordering takeaway.

But the customer is God, so he can only follow suit.

Before coming to the elevator, Lin Feng looked at the crowd in a daze. Is this damn messing up?Can a group of people block the elevator and touch the elevator?
"Well, can you let me go up first, my takeaway is about to time out."

Looking at the time on the order, Lin Feng said to the crowd.

"Timeout? It's none of my business, you can go up after we all go up."

A man wearing a peaked cap and a sneer on his face spoke.

Wang Jiu just can't understand these low-level people. Every time he does something, these low-level people will take up his time. Don't you know how precious his time is?

Once, because the takeaway boy squeezed the elevator, he actually withdrew the takeaway on him. No matter what, Wang Jiu would not make two somersaults in one place. This time, he resolutely refused to let the takeaway take the elevator.

Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He didn't deliver food for money. Lin Feng was no longer interested in money, and it was because of the points.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible for Lin Feng to climb more than 30 floors to deliver food. At worst, he will wait.

While Lin Feng was waiting, the horse upstairs looked at the painting in front of him, amazed.

"This is a painting by my son Xu Wencai, and his painting skills are just average."

Xu Huihong smiled, this time the exhibition can only invite Ma to come here, but Xu Huihong has put in a lot of effort, and even showed his hands in order to get Ma, Xu Huihong has put his old face on.

"That's right, it's already pretty good. The ink color is mellow, and the painting skills are smooth, but it's just a little less intense. When he reaches my age, he may be better than me."

(End of this chapter)