Chapter 1955 Fans

"Guys, look what this is!?"

After someone pushed open the door of the bar, a piece of red cloth was shaken away in front of everyone present.

Everyone saw five golden five-pointed stars in the upper left corner of the red cloth.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!" The person who shook off the red cloth also added a BGM, and then shook it, "Chinese flag!"

The people present widened their eyes when they saw it: "Oh! How did you get it?"

"I heard it's hard to find these things now..."

The man said triumphantly, "I found it when I drove to a Chinese supermarket in Getafe! Let me tell you, I am a genius! None of you would have thought that a Chinese supermarket would sell this, right? Hahahaha!"

Just like that, he waved the Chinese flag and jumped into the tavern.

Then immediately attracted other people's onlookers.

Everyone took the five-star red flag from him, put it in their hands and looked at it carefully.

"Well, it wasn't painted on..."

"It's really fabric..."

Those who bought the national flag were unhappy: "What nonsense are you talking about! This is the real Chinese flag! No matter what Chinese supermarkets say, they will not sell fake flags!"

"It's right to be careful, Javier." A person stood up and said.

After seeing clearly who was speaking, Javier Rudis, who had some opinions on everyone's ridicule before, fell silent.

Because the speaker was the much respected Mantores Alvarede.

"I heard that there are some fake and shoddy national flags, and they will make mistakes here." Alvared walked to Javier and pointed to the upper left corner of the Chinese flag that was torn apart by everyone.

There are five five-pointed stars there.

One big, four small.

"What's wrong with this? The five-pointed star couldn't be simpler..." Javier frowned suspiciously. "Is it possible to draw a five-pointed star into a six-pointed star? But my eyes are fine, so I can still see such an obvious difference."

Alvared didn't speak, but pressed his finger on a sharp corner of the small five-star, and then used this sharp corner as a starting point to draw towards the big five-star.

After drawing a straight line, it reached the center of the Big Five Star.

Then he started from this center, drew another straight line, and turned back to the second small five-star. Finally, it stopped at a sharp corner of the little five-star.

In this way, Alvared connected the sharp corners of the four small five stars with the center of the big five star with a straight line, and then he looked at Javier and said: "It is said that it can be connected in this way, it is right. If it is false Just put five five-pointed stars randomly on the national flag, and this effect cannot be achieved.”

Javier and the other Madrid Pirates fans around him exclaimed:

"Unbelievable! It turned out to be like this?"

"Don't mention Mantores, I really thought that five five-pointed stars were randomly placed on it...I didn't expect there to be such a particularity?"

"Is there any meaning to such a design?"

Alvared shrugged: "I don't know. But I think it looks good."

Javier asked Alvared: "How do you know about this 'easter egg', Mantores?"

"I once saw Hu wearing the Chinese flag to celebrate. After I discovered the positional relationship between the four small five-stars and the big five-stars, I observed a little more. Then I found the Chinese flag hanging on the roof of the Pirate Park Stadium This is also the case. Later, I looked at all the Chinese flags, and they were like this... So I thought, this should be specially designed."

Alvared explained.

Others lamented:

"I have never seriously observed the Chinese flag..."

"Mantores, you are always so careful!"

Facing everyone's praise, Alvared smiled back.

The national flag of China was circulated in the hands of everyone, and everyone observed the "features" pointed out by Alvared, and then expressed their admiration and exclamation such as "It really is so" and "Wow, it is really ingenious".

"It's all right now, we can also wave the Chinese flag in the stands, cheering for Hu!"

They waved the Chinese flag in their hands just like waving the Spanish flag.

With the Spanish team already eliminated, this group of Pirates fans decided to cheer for the Chinese team.

They are now preparing for this.

First of all, they need something, just show it, let everyone know that they support the Chinese team.

A Chinese national flag is the best proof.

But I didn't expect such a simple thing to be so difficult in the end.

In such a huge Madrid, there is no place to sell the Chinese national flag—there are places that can sell the national flag, but it is said that they are all bought up by the Chinese fans who came to Madrid.

But there are a lot of Spanish flags left...

"Only this one flag...it doesn't show up at all among so many people..." Someone raised the Chinese flag, which is not very big, and said while looking at it.

When he said that, everyone's eyes turned to him.

So he further explained: "Think about it. At that time, there must be many Chinese fans going to watch the game? If you use the previous three group matches as a reference, everyone knows how enthusiastic the Chinese fans are..."

Everyone remembered the first group match.

That game was Spain against the Chinese team, which is supposed to be Spain's home game.

But during the game, the Chinese fans kept making noises. Even though most of the time their voices could not be conveyed at all, they were still singing and shouting. In the end, they managed to overwhelm the frustrated Spanish fans and let their cheers fill the stadium.

With such passionate fans, when the Chinese team plays against England, half the stadium will be flying the five-star red flag.

So how can Alvared and the others "stand out" from it?

"That makes sense. We need something else to identify us, and we need to let Hu know that we are here to support him!"

"But what are we supposed to do? We can't even do TIFO, there's not enough time..."

"We can do banners," someone suggested. "And do the kind of banner with Chinese, so that Chinese fans, media and commentators all know our identity."

"Chinese banner? How to do it? I don't know Chinese..."

Adviser says, "I wouldn't either..."

"No suggestion from you!"

Alvared stood up: "Maybe we can ask someone to help?"

"Who are you looking for?" Everyone asked him one after another.

"I know someone who understands Chinese." Alvared took out his mobile phone, found Han Shuyu's contact information in the address book, and sent her a message:

"Are you free now? If so, we need your help..."

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Han Shuyu, who just returned to his residence in Madrid yesterday, is sorting out the luggage in the suitcase, washing what should be washed, and putting away what should be put away.

She doesn't have to run around and change places like she did in the group stage.

The game between the Chinese team and the England team returned to Madrid, and it was played at the Pirates Park Stadium, the home of the Madrid Pirates.

This may have been intended for the Spanish national team...now it's cheaper for the Chinese team.

This is good for the Chinese team. After all, Hu Lai is very familiar with this stadium. Maybe there is some unexpected BUFF bonus?

Will Pirates fans flood into the stadium this game to cheer for Hu Lai?

Isn't it the same as cheering for the Chinese team when they cheer for Hu Lai?

Just when Han Shuyu was thinking so wildly, she heard a new message notification sound on her mobile phone, picked it up and saw that it was the uncle who sent it to her.

So she replied, "How can I help, uncle?"

The other party replied to her quickly: "We want to make a banner cheering for Hu, but we don't understand Chinese, can you teach us?"

Seeing the message from the uncle, Han Shuyu smiled: Ha! What did I just say?

Pirates fans will really cheer for Hu Lai!

She originally wanted to call them the Chinese characters they needed directly on the mobile phone.

But she thought about it again—isn't this incident itself an excellent video material?

After the start of the World Cup, everyone focused on the performance of the players on the field and the outcome of the game.

As for the fan group... not many people pay attention to it.

Especially the matter of foreign fans cheering for the Chinese team...

I happen to have unique conditions in this regard-because I know local fans in Spain, and these are the resources that those video bloggers who fly to Spain from China do not have the resources...

As a Spanish fan, but cheering for the Chinese team, this matter itself is very gimmick.

If this matter can be introduced to domestic fans in the form of video, it will definitely attract attention!

Thinking of this, even though he was very tired, Han Shuyu's UP master's heart became restless again.

She first replied to the uncle on the message: "Of course, it's no problem at all. But it's not clear on the phone, let me come. Where are you?"

Then she sent Li Qingliang a WeChat message: "Old Li, hurry up! Come and meet me, there is a shooting task!"

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David Miller wore England's St. George's Cross flag and walked the streets of Madrid with his companions.

They met a lot of England fans like them, and also saw Chinese fans - it was easy to identify because everyone was wearing the jersey of their national team.

What's more, the only Asian team remaining in the World Cup is the Chinese team, so if you see yellow-skinned and black-haired fans, nine out of ten are Chinese fans. Instead of being mistaken for some Japanese fans or Korean fans...

They also greeted a group of Chinese fans warmly and friendly.

But after the two parties separated, John Falkinham frowned:

"We are really going to meet the Chinese team. I really feel a headache when I think about it. Now I understand the feelings of those Spaniards back then..."

"What's the headache? We cheer for England, and we cheer for Hu, there is no conflict." Levine said.

"Who do you want to win the race, Levin?" John asked him.

"England, of course!" said Levin without hesitation.

"But what if the Chinese team wins against England?" John asked ~lightnovelpub.net~uh..." This time Levin hesitated, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"Actually, there is no need for a headache." Neil Mullin, who walked side by side with David Miller, said, "If England wins, of course everyone is happy. But if the Chinese team wins, don't be too sad, because We can continue to watch Hu in the World Cup. After all, we support Hu too, don't we?"

"Isn't that the same as the Spaniards?"

John pointed to a bar in the distance and looked through the glass window. He could see a group of people displaying a banner with Chinese square characters on it, and they also had a Chinese flag in their hands.

But almost all of these people are not yellow-skinned and black-haired Chinese.

Obviously, they are all Spaniards.

And there is a great possibility that it is a Madrid Pirates fan in Madrid, Spain!

Neil Mullin looked in the direction of John's finger, saw the group of happy Spaniards, and then smiled: "That's not a bad idea."

(end of this chapter)