Everyone in the room focused on the match. The stars were favoring the Chinese team. Several shots from UAE were unsuccessful.
Another shoot from Qi Hong!
"We’re still at 19 minutes! Another goal!"
Qin Guan roared along with everyone else. After so many years of the same experience, he was still as crazy as ever.
Boxes of iced beer were opened. A match without beer was no match after all.
The chef of the club had also made some simple tuna salad for them and stolen some pot-stewed meat from the buffet in exchange for a seat in front of the TV.
Being considerate, the girls finished their work early. Their customers were not in the right mood to enjoy their skills.
They thought wrong though. The boys might not have quit midway if they’d known what would follow [1].
