Chapter 683: The foundation of Stamford Bridge

"How is it? How is it? Have you filmed it?"
Yang Huan excitedly asked the background emperor Paul Yarrow beside him.
This London fat man was holding up the Canon flagship SLR equipped with an ultra-telephoto lens in his hand, and kept pressing it, and there was a burst of crackling noise. It was very pleasant and he felt so professional.
But Young Master Huan looked at it, but was not happy.
"Eh, I said, Paul, who are you photographing?"
"Kaka!" Paul Yarrow's eyes never left the SLR, still chasing Kaka, who was celebrating with his teammates, and patted vigorously. "I was fortunate enough to capture the whole process of his goal just now. The reaction was too quick. ."
"I feel that Kaka is in good shape tonight, very active, and he will definitely perform better!"
But as he was talking, he didn't hear anything from Young Master Huan. It was a bit strange. The glasses left the camera and looked over, only to find Young Master Huan looked angrily, as if he was about to throw him from the stand. The way down.
He immediately realized that it was bad!
"I asked you to shoot Abrahimovic in the opposite stand, what are you doing with Kaka?" Yang Huan almost didn't get angry with him.
Paul Yarrow knew that he was wrong, and immediately chuckled and laughed, "Sorry, sorry, Master Huan, am I not Kaka's brain fan? So, when I see him score, I can't help but get excited!"
"I arouse your head, aim at Abramovich, take a clear picture, even the vegetable leaves from last night left on his teeth, you have to take a clear picture!" Yang Huan said to the end, I laughed.
"Shoot right away, I'll take it right away!" Paul Yarrow hurriedly moved his eyes up again, the ultra-telephoto lens aimed at the opposite stand, but he said in pieces, "Damn Russian, uncle, I am tonight If you don’t photograph your panties, I’m not Paul Yarrow!"
Charlene Laheri, who sat between the two of them, was already laughing forward and backward. She seriously suspected that, if you want to talk about a spoof, Young Master Huan must be the ancestor of Paul Yarrow!
Otherwise, why would you give someone a flagship SLR with a few thousand euros for no reason, just to take a few ugly photos of Abramovich across the stands to spoof?
Speaking of it, this Paul Yarrow is also true, he is completely confused about the point!
For no reason, Master Huan gave you a shotgun for you. Is it just for you to be an idol?
Don't be silly, okay?
Master Huan is for you to take more material, so I will spoof Abramovich more when I go back at night!
"I said, Master Huan, how did he offend you recently?" Charlene Laheri asked with a smile.
"No, it's just because he doesn't please your eyes!" Yang Huan said frankly.
Charlene Laheri almost fell, can this also be the reason for Young Master Huan to prank her?
But it’s right to think about it. This Paul Yarrow is ready-made, and Young Master Huan will follow along. As for the flagship SLR with a few thousand dollars, it’s just a drop in the bucket.
Besides, Young Master Huan is also a major shareholder of Paul Yarrow’s company. If the flagship SLR was bought by the company, Young Master Huan is not at a loss.
Charlene Laheri turned her head again and glanced at the fat man beside her, not to mention, she really looked like a professional photographer.
Just watched him raise the SLR, constantly adjust the focus, constantly change the angle, and snap shots over there. People who don't know must think he is a master photographer.
"How is it? How is the shot?" Yang Huan asked with interest.
Paul Yarrow was a little bit sore and put it down, "Take a few dozen shots, take a look, Master Huan!"
Yang Huan stretched out his hand to take the SLR he handed over, and when he saw it, he was immediately happy.
Abramovich deserves to be unlucky. It is estimated that he saw Kaka score a goal. Abramovich was furious over there. The body movements and expressions are quite rich, and in this kind of continuous shooting of more than ten frames per second In the mode, some of the expressions captured are quite spoof, and Yang Huan can't help but look at it.
Even Charlene Lahry, who leaned over, giggled.
Unexpectedly, this Paul Yarrow is not only a spoof, but even the photos he took are full of spoofs.
"Hey, Master Huan, show us it!"
"Yes, show us quickly, Master Huan!"
The rich second generations of the Saints Fan Club behind them who are afraid of unrest in the world are all just as enthusiastic.
As soon as they took it over, everyone saw a burst of laughter again.
"Fatty, just shoot like this, you don't have to do anything in this game, stare at Abramović and shoot him to death!"
"Huh?" Paul Yarrow's face suddenly turned into bitter gourd.
"Master Huan, let's say that, I'm here to come to see the idol..."
"Oh, what's so good about Kaka? I'll give you tickets later. You can go to see him training every day. You will stare at Abramovich today, you know?"
Paul Yarrow almost cried.
Fortunately, he thought that Young Master Huan was kind to him, and gave him tickets for him to watch idol games and his flagship SLR. As a result...
"Hey, I said, Master Huan, if you shoot him like this, aren't you planning to blackmail him?" After a spoof laughter from John Cock and others behind, he also felt curious.
"Should I blackmail him?" Yang Huan said, "Is he worthy?"
This is too powerful, right?
But when everyone thinks about it, it’s right. Young Master Yihuan’s net worth and status today, let alone one Abramovich, even if there are two, oh, no, three, they may not be able to catch up with Huan. Master.
Speaking of extortion, it is indeed too much of Young Master Huan's worth!
"Then you are..." Hugh Grosvenor was also strange.
Yang Huan sighed deeply, there was a lot of emotion that anyone in the world could understand me.
"Didn't I see that the big guys and netizens are getting bored recently? So I want to add some jokes to everyone!"
After a pause, Young Master Huan turned his head and asked happily, "How about? I am enough for Lei Feng?"
"Cut!" Everyone pointed out their together, and smiled directly.
Just say this, Master Huan, whoever believes is a fool and an idiot!
"Xia Lin, you say, honest people like me, they don't even believe me, you are fair!"
Charlene Laheri did not suspect that he had him, and immediately replied, "Neither do I believe it!"
"No? We all know each other so deeply, you don't even believe me?"
"Who knows you deeply..." Charlene Laheri said halfway through, and immediately realized this guy's ambiguous language, and suddenly retreated.
There is no way, there is a saying that there is no doubt that the tree will die without its skin, and people are invincible in the world!
This young master Huan is invincible!
"By the way, I thought about it!" Paul Yarrow on the side suddenly slapped his thigh and jumped up.
"What do you think of? Dancing to the great god?" Yang Huan asked.
Paul Yarrow didn't know what it was like to dance the great god. He thought that Master Huan was complimenting him, so he nodded eagerly and said, "Master Huan, look at these photos."
Yang Huan leaned over and saw Abramovich's photo on the SLR camera. He didn't know what he was swearing, but his mouth happened to be round.
"Look at this one again!" Paul Yarrow switched photos very funny.
This is a picture of Mourinho. Not long after the opening, the Portuguese madman pretended to be cool with his hands in his pockets, his body leaned back slightly.
"Ah!" Charlene Laheri reacted immediately, glaring at Paul Yarrow with shame and annoyance.
This is too shameful, right?
On the contrary, it was Yang Huan, who was cheerful, but innocent and simple, "What's the matter? Just two photos, what's the fuss about?"
Charlene Laheri was depressed. She wanted to grab the clothes on the chest of Young Master Huan and asked him fiercely. Do you dare to swear that you can't hear Paul Yarrow's voice at all?
But she quickly thought that even if he pointed a gun at Young Master Huan, with the thickness of his face, he would not hesitate to say that he was too simple to understand at all!
Sure enough, this world is still popular with cheeky people!
"Master Huan, I even figured out the title of this episode." Paul Yarrow smiled.
This guy is also a person who has no bottom line when spoofing. Anyway, he can't enter the British upper class society at all. At best, it is to entertain the general public.
"Really? Come and listen!"
"It's called the foundation of Stamford Bridge!"
"what?"
"Hey, do you think it's a gimmick?" Paul Yarrow asked for credit.
"This is too vulgar, isn't it?" Yang Huan frowned. "A gentleman with connotation, depth and taste like me, I think..."
The people around almost didn't show a big again.
My young master Huan, Paul Yarrow’s spoof, it seems that your old man was trained by him?
Oh, you don’t spoof now, just start saying that you have connotation, depth and taste?
Return a gentleman?
When did this gentleman become like your old man?
However, everyone almost didn't laugh until their stomach hurts, and these words could only be hidden in their hearts, because even if they said, with the sharp teeth of Young Master Huan, there must be a way to keep them speechless.
Just as they leaned forward and backward with a smile, Yang Huan came to an extraordinary turn.
"Tsk tusk, but what the general public needs is this kind of vulgar pastime, and you are an expert in this respect, and I am a layman, so don't ask me about this kind of thing, just take care of it yourself!"
Charlene Laheri smiled so much that she was lying on Young Master Huan's shoulder, and she felt that she was almost out of breath.
I have seen someone who is cheeky, but I have never seen someone as thick as Master Huan.
This is too shameless, it's just talking nonsense with your eyes open!
But Paul Yarrow was depressed.
Usually what the leader says is that I think your idea is feasible, so go ahead and do it, but let's say it first, if something goes wrong, you have to go around, and it has nothing to do with me.
How can someone as simple as me and so clean and self-conscious have such a low-interest spoof idea?
Thinking of this, Paul Yarrow sighed deeply.
What else can he do?
As the saying goes, taking people short and cannibalizing people.
He took Master Huan’s flagship SLR, could he not do something for Master Huan?
Well, or else, there will be two episodes in this issue. One is the heartfelt love of Stamford Bridge, and the other is the resurrection of a small and fresh prince. Work hard, just treat it as a commemoration of your idol Kaka!
Okay, that's it!
Just when Paul Yarrow made up his mind, the situation changed again on the court.
A counterattack after Southampton's midfielder intercepted the ball. Sturridge drove the ball on the right, but Chelsea's return to defense was also very fast~EbookFREE.me~ As a last resort, Sturridge could only pass the ball back to it. Oscar who followed.
Oscar saw Chelsea assemble a heavy army on the right, and immediately took two steps laterally, seeing Suarez parked outside the penalty area, and immediately passed the ball.
Suarez stopped the ball, and David Luiz didn't get close to him for the first time. The Uruguayan forward made a trip to the center and hit a curve with his right foot.
After the ball has crossed a curved arc, it hangs straight to the upper right corner of the goal!
"!!!!!!"
All the Saints fans who came to the away field burst into a burst of enthusiastic cheers again.
Paul Yarrow was prepared this time. The camera focused on Abramovich and Mourinho in front of the coach's bench, and captured a lot of photos that they might have a murderous impulse.
Two to zero, less than thirty minutes into the match, but Chelsea seems to have been defeated.
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