Chapter 162: Aliens are forbidden to watch the World Cup

The Badaling Great Wall, on the endless green mountains, are built with towering city walls, rolling up and down to the end of the blue sky. The scenery is as beautiful as a painting and majestic as a magnificent.

"This is really incredible!" Walking above the Great Wall and looking at the magnificent scenery around, Wang Yang repeatedly picked up the telephoto camera and took photos, and was amazed: "What an incredible miracle!" Jessica, who was holding a parasol next to her, was also shocked and said: "I seem to have come to another world. How did they do it?"

Susan McCarthy, who was following the two, also sighed with emotion. It seemed that only when we came here could we truly see the heritage of this ancient oriental country, which was completely different from the modern brilliant Hong Kong.

After two days of happy travel in Hong Kong, the two took their assistants to Beijing, the second stop of the trip. As a capital of hundreds of years, Beijing has too many attractions to count. Not to mention a day or two, it is impossible to eat all over the world even in a month. Where can I go to play this day? Both of them chose the famous Great Wall in a clichéd manner.

"How did this happen?" Jessica walked and looked at the far section of the Great Wall, sighing: "There are all mountains here, and these walls can be built, or 4,000 miles! More than 2,000 years ago, God!" Wang Yang held up the sun hat, looked back at her, and smiled: "I don't know. But I can imagine that the construction workers must have worked very hard at that time, and many people died. This is the architectural wonder! Pyramids, Taj Mahals, Potala Palace and so on... Thank them."

Neither of them wore sunglasses to cover their faces and identities. Although there were a group of tourists on the Great Wall, no one paid attention to them. Perhaps they were relatively low in the mainland, and they were not recognized after leaving Hong Kong and coming to Beijing. This undoubtedly made the two feel more comfortable. There were no fans or paparazzi, and they could have fun.

"Yan, is there any historical story inside?" Jessica asked with interest, "Like the Trojan horse, Helen's."

Wang Yang shrugged. In fact, he didn't know much about China's history. After all, it was thousands of years. He smiled and said, "If you want to tell historical stories, it will go back many years ago. At that time, in order to resist foreign enemies, an emperor ordered the Great Walls built in various places to connect them. It was like this, not romantic." He coughed and said that he had come to check the information before: "But there is a legend that there is a wife of a worker who died in the Great Wall. Meng Jiang, she cried sadly in front of the Great Wall, and then the Great Wall was like a domino, and she cried to the point of collapse."

"Cry?" Jessica frowned in confusion, unable to figure out how to cry the Great Wall? It's just a love legend. She thought about the deep meaning inside and smiled: "Mrs. Meng Jiang loves her husband very much."

"That foreigner is pretty!" A group of more than a dozen tourists walked by, including middle-aged and young men, men and women. Several young men with bags and hats looked at the foreigners holding umbrellas and muttered: "I have a good figure!", "I heard that foreigners have body odor, maybe she is...", the young man with a round face with a tour guide flag first walked up to Wang Yang, and asked for advice and said, "Brother, which tourist agency do you come from? Where can I take this kind of job? I speak English very well."

The young man looked at the puzzled Jessica, pointed at Wang Yang, and smiled in English: "He said it a little unstandardly. That 'Meng Jiang' was not the same surname, but the meaning of a beauty at that time." Jessica nodded, and the young man asked Wang Yang again: "How do you do this kind of tour guide? Do you make a lot of money?"

"Hey, buddy, I'm not a tour guide." Wang Yang took Jessica's hand and smiled, "We are in the same group." Jessica smiled inexplicably. The young tour guide was stunned for a moment, looked at the two of them a few times, and smiled enviously, "You are so awesome! Awesome! You've been soaked in foreigners!" He raised his thumbs up, and then quickly followed the tour group with the flag. Wang Yang shouted to him, "Tell those people, she's fragrant!"

The loud voice made the people who had muttered before look back. Wang Yang glared at them viciously. Jessica asked curiously, "What are you talking about? It's too fast, I can't hear it clearly." Wang Yang smiled at her and said, "I'm praising you for your beauty; and I said I'm not a tour guide." Looking at the magnificent Great Wall and mountain scenery in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the director and the movie, and said, "This is really a good scene! Why does it seem that there are no movies coming to the Great Wall to film?"

Susan McCarthy behind him knew something and said, "You have to get a filming license, the approval is very strict." This reminded Wang Yang, is it the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television again? He shrugged helplessly and said, "That's definitely not through my idea." Jessica asked, "What's the idea?" The three of them continued to walk forward, and Wang Yang smiled and said, "Any idea, imagine mrs. Meng Jiang or a monster, which destroyed a large section of the Great Wall, and these mountains were flattened, and the Great Wall flew up..."

"Well, that's very scary!" Jessica imagined with frowning eyebrows and asked again: "Why do you need to destroy it?"

"It's not for destruction, it's a shocking effect." Wang Yang picked up the camera and continued to take pictures of the beautiful scenery around him, saying, "It's very magnificent and beautiful, and when you destroy it with absolute power, it will be even more spectacular. I don't know the reason, but humans have a desire to destroy, or this can stimulate your nerves. Seeing those big explosions will make people excited; architectural wonders such as the Great Wall and the pyramids are the best choice for destruction."

Jessica nodded clearly and smiled, "But Yang, such a good Great Wall cannot be really destroyed!" Wang Yang let go of the camera tied with his neck and waved his fists a few times: "If there is really a monster to destroy it, I will...uh, is my kung fu enough for it to hit?"

After climbing the Great Wall, the two returned to the center of Beijing with satisfaction, shopping and tasting delicious food on Wangfujing Street. They still didn't need to wear sunglasses, and were only recognized by a girl and signed. They stayed in Beijing for one night, and the next morning the three of them flew to Gwangju, South Korea, to watch the World Cup in China vs. Costa Rica at 14:30 pm.

Five days after the Korean and Japanese World Cup opened, the whole world is in a football craze. Every bar is full of guests, and cheering and cheering is bursting. Beer is almost in short supply. The city is even more lively. Fans wearing jerseys from various countries or in strange clothes can be seen everywhere outside the stadium. Some of them walk into the stadium excitedly, and some hold signs to buy tickets.

The white clouds fluttered in the sky, and the Gwangju World Cup Stadium, which can accommodate 44,000 spectators, had just begun. Although the stadium was not full, the fans had already created waves of heat, and shouts were heard throughout the sky. Wang Yang and Jessica sat on the right side of the center circle, watching the 22 people running and fighting on the grass field. The Chinese team was wearing white jerseys, while Costa Rica had red shirts and blue pants.

"Come on China, come on!" The Chinese fans in the audience shouted in unison; although there were fewer fans wearing the Costa Rica flag, they did not sing at a disadvantage.

After being infected by the atmosphere around, Wang Yang, who had always been very devoted to watching the football game, couldn't help but stand up, patted his hands, and shouted loudly: "Chinese team, kick their butts! Come on," Jessica also made a loud voice gesture with both hands, her eyes were full of tension, and she shouted in Chinese: "Chinese team, come on!"

The first half had already reached 14 minutes. After a round of high-ball fights, the Chinese team successfully counterattacked in front of the penalty area. After Yang Chen on the left of the midfield got the ball, he had to break through at high speed with full yardage, but Luis Marin of Costa Rica tripped him! The referee Greek Vazales Giros ran quickly, took out a yellow card from his pocket, and raised it high! The first yellow card of this game.

"Costa Rica played fiercely and very determined." Looking at the situation on the court, Wang Yang frowned. Although he didn't understand football very much, his spirit and momentum could be seen. Most Chinese players seemed not excited and were not active in running. He turned to look at Jessica who shouted a few times, and shouted to the court: "We should be more fierce than them! Guys, show your momentum! run, run! run!"

But an accident happened soon on the court. In the 17th minute, the Chinese team pushed the ball out of the penalty area and fell directly to the midfield. After a pass, Sun Jihai took the ball from the right and broke through, and the opponent's backcourt was empty! The fans immediately shouted excitedly. At this moment, Morisio Solis of the Brothers team flew away on the left, and Sun Jihai was knocked to the ground. The referee immediately blew the whistle! Another yellow card!

"Oh hell!" Wang Yang hugged his head with both hands and scolded amid booing around him: "Why isn't it a red card? What kind of trash referee, a red card!" Jessica also stood up and cursed with anger on her face: "Red card! This is not rugby!"

Sun Jihai, who was tackled, looked very painful and needed to go to the sidelines to treat the team doctor. However, when time came 25 minutes, he was injured and could not persist in the game. Coach Milu replaced him with Qu Bo. Wang Yang scratched his head in distress. Sun Jihai went on like this. Media information said that he was the absolute core main force, and he lost the general at the beginning and his morale was not high. In this game...

"We will win!" Jessica shouted firmly; Wang Yang nodded with a smile, put aside those distractions, and shouted intently: "Come on!"

The first half ended soon, and the two sides tied 0:0, and both teams returned to the locker room. Taking advantage of the halftime break, many fans and spectators left their seats with a chat and laugh, and went to the bathroom or catering sales hall of the stadium.

In the spacious and clean men's bathroom, several fans wearing Chinese jerseys and with different colors of the Costa Rica flag on their faces were dealing with it. As soon as Wang Yang walked in, he immediately saw a poster of slogans with red crosses on the walls on each urinal. He couldn't help laughing and walked towards a urinal.

Nowadays, toilet advertisements like this are not popular, but he and the people in the distribution department agree with this emerging marketing method. Humans need to go to the bathroom, and the bathroom is a very quiet and boring environment without interference. When a person wants to solve the problem, he will inevitably see this advertisement. At this time, their attention is distracted, and no matter what advertisement it is, they will attract their interest.

Some psychologists also analyzed that when humans are bored, their minds are the weakest and most susceptible to temptation. This bathroom advertisement will leave a deep impression on them and will help to form final consumption.

More importantly, such a good advertising method is very cheap! So in North America, the world and other places where large events or exhibitions are held, their bathrooms and elevators are covered with posters of "The Ninth District". The North American Distribution Department and Overseas Distribution Department are in contact every day and do not want to miss any grand ceremony. "The Ninth District" can now be said to be omnipresent. The official poster of "The Ninth District" has also begun to be posted, and cinemas around the world have freshly posted a picture of a large alien spacecraft parked in the sky of Los Angeles.

The first thing this approach brings is that the publicity cost continues to rise, the total budget has reached 50 million US dollars, and this number is still increasing.

"For human use only!" Wang Yang personally experienced the advertising effect, snorted in front of the urinal, his eyes naturally looked at the red poster close to him, read the information above, free phone number, official website, mnu organization...

At this time, a tall white man in his thirties, who had a thirty-year-old man with his face "I love Costa Rica" printed on his face came to the toilet next to him. While untiing his pants, he also noticed the wall newspaper, and asked, "What is this? It's only for human use, aliens are forbidden to watch the World Cup?" He glanced left and right with difficulty and asked Wang Yang, "Do you know what this means? It's so strange."

"I happened to know." Wang Yang couldn't help laughing a few times, and after finishing the problem, he pressed the flush. With a whimpering sound, he smiled: "This is an advertising poster for an upcoming movie, "The Ninth District." The white man still looked puzzled and asked: "Movie poster? But the actor and director have nothing?" He smiled interestingly and said: "The Ninth District? What movie is it?"

Wang Yang shrugged and said, "You will know when you go to that d-9 website." After that, he turned around and came to the washbasin to clean his hands, poured it on his face, and suddenly became energetic. He looked back at the row of posters, then walked out of the bathroom with a smile and walked back towards the stadium.

"???" But when he was about to come to the stadium passage, he was surrounded by several young girls excitedly. They were all wearing ordinary clothes, and they didn't know whether it was the audience or the staff.

Wang Yang couldn't understand what they were saying, but he knew it was Korean when he heard it. They looked like a single eyelid. He showed that they were also Korean. He had no choice but to spread his hands and said in English: "Sorry, I don't understand what you are saying?"

A short-haired girl with short hair looked at him excitedly and repeated: "young?young?" Wang Yang immediately understood that they were indeed fans of movie fans. He really didn't expect that he would be recognized in Korea as well! He nodded and smiled: "Yes, young, I am."

"??!!" The girls cheered happily and slutted a bunch of words. Wang Yang shook his head and smiled, "I really can't understand." He made an autograph gesture and asked, "I want to sign?" The girls kept nodding, and a long-faced girl with a pink headband swallowed and said in English: "We, yes, you, fans." Another pretty girl shouted, "juno, juno!"

"Thank you." Wang Yang took out a signing pen, which was prepared for being recognized by Chinese fans. After signing it quickly for them, he said, "I'm going back to watch the football, beg!" and rushed to the other side of the passage. The Korean girls held the signatures and said happily.

Back at the audience, Wang Yang took a drink handed over by Jessica and took a sip. He looked at the grassy field below and smiled at her, "I just recognized it by Korean fans on the road and completed several more autographs. Sweetheart, I am more popular than you!" Jessica's pretty face was full of smiles, and she said, "Wow, I'm proud of you!"

The second half of the game is about to begin, and the players of both teams are slowly walking on the grass; and the camera of the broadcast signal swept the fans in the audience, Chinese fans are holding banners, waving national flags, and female fans are shaking rattles... At this time, the camera is aimed at the two and stays.

CCTV5, more than 100 million viewers in China were watching. Han Qiaosheng, who commented on the game, said: "The camera gave a very sweet brown-haired beauty, with beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes, like a blooming flower. She should be a relative and couple of Costa Rican players." On the TV screen, the brown-haired beauty with a ponytail smiled and showed her teeth. At this time, she suddenly whispered intimately with a black-haired man standing next to her.

"Huh." Han Qiaosheng said in surprise: "She started chatting enthusiastically with a handsome Chinese fan." But before he finished speaking, he saw the black-haired man holding her shoulder and smiling and saying something, and the beauty's smile became even brighter. Han Qiaosheng didn't know what to say, but the camera was given to them, so he had to say: "They may be local Korean celebrities."

Seeing that he was getting more and more wrong, Huang Jianxiang, who was explaining with his partner, was hushed and pointed out: "The man is Wang Yang, a Chinese-American film director; the brown-haired beauty is his girlfriend." Han Qiaosheng said with an Oh, and said: "The American film director has also come to see the World Cup, which shows that the charm of football is indeed very great."

At the same time, when Guangdong Sports Channel saw the camera pointing at the two, the special commentator He Hui smiled and said, "Wang Yang! The director of Hollywood is the best, and his celebrity girlfriend Jessica Alba. I see them more in the NBA stadium, but it is not common in football stadiums." The commentator Chen Weicong smiled and asked the invitation guest Zeng Zhiwei and said, "Zhiwei, do you know him?"

"I know him, but he doesn't know me." Tsang Zhiwei laughed hoarsely, saying, "He was in Hong Kong a few days ago, and he got mad in Hong Kong, but we didn't meet him." He Hui quipped and said, "Have you ever thought about asking him to take you to Hollywood to develop?" Tsang Zhiwei laughed happily and said, "Yes, let's play the protagonist and enjoy it, that is, just think about it."

"This Wang Yang is amazing!" Zeng Zhiwei's words were filled with sighs and said with a smile: "Every movie charges hundreds of millions of dollars, and he is only in his twenties. It's so exaggerated! The whole people living in Hollywood want to find him to make movies. When will it be my turn?" He Hui smiled and said, "You stay in Hong Kong, Hong Kong needs you."
Chapter completed!