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Manchester United-the world's top giants.

People who don't understand football in China should also know about Beckham and Ronaldo. They are both from Manchester United. Zhang Xiaojian has been watching Manchester United since he was broadcasted by the Premier League.

Although he was busy with studies, love, work, etc. later, he would only watch some important games and was not a big fan of the Red Devils, but he really liked Manchester United deep down.

Of course, saying that he wanted to buy Manchester United was just talking. After seeing everyone's reaction, Zhang Xiaojian knew that there was nothing, and immediately chose to give up.

And tonight, it is obvious that everyone has a lot to do to save the national treasure without delay.

The night was spent quietly, and there was only one day left before the auction.

And on this day, many things happened in London.

The citizens of London discovered that the Chinese restaurants around their homes had all been closed, and the boss and the waiters sent out flyers on the street.

When I picked it up, it was about a piece of history and an auction.

There are always a minority of people with conscience. Most people will have a smile and throw them in the trash can. But out of a hundred people, there will always be one or two who think that the British are doing something wrong, but... the sense of justice in their hearts makes They did not take any actual actions...

But when more and more people have conscience, there will always be one or two stand up.

Perhaps it was just a word of Sao Rui with the Chinese people who distributed the flyers, or perhaps just to help propagate such trivial things, but after all, the pressure has begun, and more and more British people have learned about this.

When the sun was shining at noon, the international students in London organized. They pulled up banners, stretched out their fists, and came to the landmark London City Hall by the Thames.

The protest lasted from noon to evening.

It attracted more and more British people to watch, and more and more Chinese people arrived.

After playing for a day, Zhang Xiaojian and his group of four, who knew the plan but didn't know exactly what happened, passed by here when they drove back to the hotel.

The traffic in front was paralyzed. The university students in the parade did not chant any slogans. Instead, everyone had a red cloth wrapped around their left arm, expressing their anger with slogans and flags translated in English and Chinese.

After the parade, they joined the main protest force in front of the city hall. From a distance, the five-star red flag and the Chinese red were fluttering in the wind.

Parked the car to a nearby parking lot, Zhang Xiaojian and the four also came here.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the night was about to cover London.

The lights on many buildings are already on, but they are far from the lights on mobile phones that are already nearly 6,000 people.

British policemen pulled up the cordon in front of the city hall and raised the explosion-proof shield.

It's just that the international students didn't mean to break the warning line. They just held up their mobile phones and waved the light on the red flags and slogans, trying to make the London government aware of what they had made.

When Zhang Xiaojian and the four first came to the edge of the crowd, familiar music was released from an unknown speaker, the Chinese national anthem sounded, and nearly six thousand people began to sing the national anthem.

This scene was a bit abrupt to Zhang Xiaojian, Ye Mozhu, Gao Qingsong and Su Yu who had just arrived here.

Suddenly, as soon as the singing sounded, the whole person immediately became numb and blood surged.

So they stood on the periphery and sang the national anthem together with the compatriots who were from the same Chinese blood flowing down the night in this England.

The song is over.

Tears filled his eyes.

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Not only the national anthem sounded, but also popular songs such as "Red Flag Fluttering" and "Singing the Motherland".

Zhang Xiaojian followed and howled for a long time. Suddenly he felt that the night wind in London was a bit cold, so his emotions gradually subsided, and he turned his head and said, "Let's go, go and buy something for the children."

After just walking two steps, Zhang Xiaojian turned around and found Gao Qingsong, Su Yu, and Ye Mozhu still standing on the spot. He saw Gao Qingsong pouting and sniffing... Su Yu was holding his stomach, tears in his eyes, Ye Mo Zhu is the most exaggerated... tears streaming down his face.

Zhang Xiaojian can understand...because there are many Chinese like them around.

There was even a Huaxia mother, with red eyes, asking the child who could not speak in her arms as if she was making a movie: "Have you learned, wait for your mother to take you back to China and teach you to sing slowly."

This is a manifestation of emotions, but it is not that people feel that they have been wronged.

Actually...may be just simply homesick.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't speak any more, but should become a pull, pulling his friends away from the crowd.

The saying that those who can do more is not just talking.

That night, I don’t know if I will protest until the day of the march, and received snacks and coffee from all major cafes in London.

That night, there was a French baton harder than a baseball bat, one for each of nearly 6,000 people... I don’t know if the mysterious person gave this thing for the children to eat or for the children to rush into London City Hall. .

That night, in addition to food and drink, there were warm clothes and shoes from top brands in London.

All in all, I have never seen such a freehand parade. They ate baguettes, drank coffee, wore new clothes, new shoes, and sang songs... as if they were not coming for a parade, but a spring outing.

It is indeed a spring trip, because in the end, the major outdoor brands in London also sent 3,000 tents urgently...

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It is not the first time Zhang Xiaojian has done such a thing.

It's just the entertainment board on the news last time, this time it may be on the international board.

After doing all this, it was early in the morning, and Zhang Xiaojian and his group of four, who were tired from shopping, returned to the hotel and fell asleep.

When the next morning comes, you can even see the colorful tent camp in front of the city hall by opening the window, and you can hear singing.

"Young people are young people, and their combat effectiveness is really strong."

Ye Mozhu in pajamas hugged Zhang Xiaojian from behind: "Then let me test if you are a young man."

Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "It's not so good in the morning."

Ye Mozhu's little hand got into Zhang Xiaojian's clothes and pinched him fiercely: "It's funny, it makes you excited."

Zhang Xiaojian looked blank: "Where am I?"

Ye Mozhu smiled, not talking too much.

Zhang Xiaojian looked down at the small tent propped up on his big pants...It turned out to be this excitement... he couldn't help but turned his head and looked at the back of Ye Mozhu walking towards the bathroom and said, "I'm just morning... forget it. I found that you have been driving more and more recently."

Ye Mozhu turned his head and smiled: "You have a dirty mind, and you have to say that I drive..."

Zhang Xiaojian didn't entangle anymore, because she also liked the naughty Ye Mozhu, watching her enter the bathroom and hearing the sound of running water, he turned his head and looked in front of the city hall again, with some hope in his heart tonight The auction ends sooner and the dust settles sooner.

Then he walked to the bathroom door and shouted: "Mo Zhu, hurry up and clean up, it's time to buy breakfast for the child."