Soon, word of the rugby match spread around the farm.
In addition to necessary work, all members gathered at the racecourse. There was a 100-meter bonus for participating in the competition, a 100-yuan bonus for scoring, and a big gift package for victory. There was also a party in the afternoon.
Barbie and Charlie quickly pulled up ribbons and flags next to the arena.
The children living on the farm were even more excited when they heard that there was a lot of excitement. They danced and shouted happily, just like celebrating the New Year, and the atmosphere suddenly became full.
Two competition teams are still needed, each with 11 people. The farm has 40 employees directly engaged in crop planting and breeding, so there is no shortage of contestants.
The referee must be authoritative, so Zhang Jing invited Wen Li to serve as the referee.
Because six or seven referees are needed, it was originally planned to let Lin Shufan, Xu Zehong, and Lin Jiangmeng also serve as assistant referees, but they did not understand rugby, so they could only let Mike, Barbie, Felai, Jamie, and Xu Jiu.
After two hours of preparation, two temporary teams were established, one with Milika as the quarterback; the other with Quesar Carter as the quarterback.
Quesar Carter is 36 years old. He has the most experience and knowledge in raising cattle and farming on the farm.
The quarterback is the brain of the offense. According to Milica, whether it is running the ball, passing the ball, or attacking, most of it is the quarterback.
Interestingly, there are three women on and off the team, which shows how popular rugby is.
And because rugby is known as the national sport of Citi, there was naturally a ball on the farm, and there was more than one. There were also crash helmets and clothing, but there were not enough 22 pairs, so the armor was abandoned.
"Everyone," Zhang Jing stood in front of the two teams and spoke simply and clearly: "Strive to score, and there will be rewards for every score. Now let the referee speak."...
Wen Li also likes rugby, but because she is too old to go out, she only watches it on TV in recent years.
With Li Xing's support, Wen Li stood in front of the two teams, her eyes swept across the faces of a group of energetic boys and girls, and said warmly: "Try not to get hurt, let's get started."
The game begins in an instant on green grass and in the sun as the whistle blows.
The opening scene was all about running, throwing down, charging, running with the ball, and violent interceptions. No wonder Wen Li reminded them not to get hurt.
Because he didn't understand the scoring rules, Zhang Jing could only watch the fun.
Fortunately, most people enjoyed playing Citiball. The adults and children were very happy and the atmosphere was lively.
Noticing Wen Li waving to him, Zhang Jing stepped forward quickly.
Looking at the court and pretending to fulfill her duties as a referee, the old lady chatted softly, "Xu Jiu told me about the pillar. That thing is a national treasure of Indy and is of great significance. You really dare to take anything."
Zhang Jing was embarrassed and explained for himself: "It was just an accident, the opportunity was just right, it was not intentional."
"Why did that thing appear in Nairobi?" Wen Li asked strangely.
"I don't know either," Zhang Jing shrugged, "It was very big and was broken into three parts to facilitate transportation."
"Do you have any photos?"
Zhang Jing took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found the picture and handed it to Wen Li.
Li Xing handed the old lady a magnifying glass.
Looking at it carefully, Wen Li said in admiration, "I saw that photo of you in Nairobi. You were very handsome and very handsome. He looked very similar to my dead old man when he was young. I admire you people who lick blood from the knife edge." .”
Zhang Jing was embarrassed. He didn't lick a drop of blood, and he didn't shed a drop of blood. All the blood was shed by Noleta and her team members. One was hit by a bullet in the thigh, one's arm was broken by a bullet, and Noleta himself was pulled out. The nails are terrible.
Not knowing that Zhang Jing had many thoughts in his mind, Wen Li said: "I have found the next home for the pillar and will deliver it to Xiangjiang as soon as possible. The money will be transferred to your Xiangjiang account in the next two days."
Wen Li didn't say how much. Although he knew that the old lady was generous and would not treat her own people badly, Zhang Jing couldn't help but curiously asked, "How much?"
"300 million yuan worth of Hong Kong dollars."
Xu Zehong said it was worth 200 to 500 million yuan, but because it was cut into three sections, the value dropped sharply. Wen Li gave it 300 million yuan.
It was obviously a friendship price, Zhang Jing's eyes twitched, "Is it too much?"
"No," Wen Li said lightly, "You deserve this."
After reaping the benefits, Zhang Jing flattered him and said, "Thank you, madam, for the reward. I'll give you a shoulder rub."
"I can't thank you enough," Wen Li kept looking at the court, "If you remember my kindness, just help me take care of Xu Jiu in the future."
Wen Li said this, but Zhang Jing thought it was just polite. Although Xu Jiu was a woman, she felt more energetic than a man.
At this time, a whistle sounded on the field. It turned out that a cowboy had his front tooth broken and needed to be replaced.
"The charm of rugby lies in strong collisions and violent interceptions," Wen Li said, pointing to the field. "Xu Lin is also a rugby player in school. He is a defender. I go to watch every time he plays."
Xu Lin, one of Wen Li's grandsons and her favorite junior, died unexpectedly. Zhang Jing's first mission when he arrived in Seattle was to "find someone."
Notice the moistness in the corners of the old lady's eyes. Zhang Jing pointed to the temporary stadium, thinking wildly, and asked, "How much does it cost to raise a rugby team?"
"One coach, one team doctor, 20 players, salary, injury treatment, equipment, competition fees," Wen Li calculated slowly, "The starting price is about 1.4 million yuan a year."
"It's not cheap," Zhang Jing wondered, "It doesn't seem expensive either?"
"This is an ordinary team. The salary of the players is calculated based on the annual salary of 70,000 yuan. If it is a big-name star, 1.4 million yuan is far from enough."
After realizing it, Wen Li asked Zhang Jing, "What are you planning to do?"
"I suddenly discovered that it would be good to form a rugby team for fun."
"What's the name of the team?" Wen Li asked.
Zhang Jing came as soon as he asked, "How is the Lin Chong rugby team?"
"Not very good," Wen Li's voice became stern, "My grandson's name will not be used for fun."
"You misunderstood," Zhang Jing asked the old lady, pointing to Milika, who was as strong as an ox. "What do you think of that girl's rugby performance?"
Wen Li commented to Milika, "My level is not high, my body is very good, I seem to know some skills, and I have an advantage in collision."
"As you can see, Milika has indeed learned Kung Fu for a few days," Zhang Jing pointed to Lin Shufan, who was standing twenty meters away. "His name is Lin Shufan. He is 82 years old. He has practiced iron cloth shirt all his life. If hardcore Kung Fu and Will the combination of rugby produce a magical effect?"
"What do you want to say?" Wen Li asked.
"If this team is born, Mr. Lin Shufan must be the soul. Mr. Lin's surname is Lin and he is a martial arts man. The name "Lin Chong Rugby Team" is suitable for the occasion. This has nothing to do with Xu Lin, of course,"
Zhang Jing changed the subject and said, "If you don't agree, I can change the name."
Wen Li shook her head, not wanting to argue with Zhang Jing, and reminded: "The Lin Chong Rugby Team is too Chinese and will be rejected. If you insist, I have nothing to do with it." "
After being reminded by the old lady, Zhang Jing also realized that this name could not be used. It was really terrible to be populist for the sake of being correct, so he decided to change his name.
Yes, Zhang Jing was serious. He decided to start a rugby team, although this was a business destined to lose money in the early stages and develop slowly.
What will happen when hardcore Kung Fu and violent sports are combined? Am looking forward to.
