391 Troubled, Run Away

As one of the most ardent fans of Columbia University, since John said what he would do, it would definitely not be detrimental to Columbia University.

Qin Guan was confused, and followed John to the grocery box for athletes on the sidelines, and a lot of spray-painting made of plastic boards emerged from it.

Then, under John's command, they came to the area where Harvard alumni were in a daze.

Then Qin Guan issued the sign in his hand to the Harvard audience present according to the label that John had first agreed on.

"Hello, I'm a member of the Harvard Harvaed Pepsquad club. I think we can't lose in the away game."

"These are billboards made by our club to give Columbia some good looks at the height of our game."

"These signs, look at the beautiful red paint on them. When you lift them up, they will automatically spell the big characters goharvard (Come on, Harvard). It's a good idea."

While lowering his head, Qin Guan was sending signs to Harvard alumni according to their location, and at the same time, he was deeply speechless at John's hard-working deception.

The child had an inexplicable sense of excitement and pride on his face, and the words he said were so empathetic. These people who were very successful in various fields agreed to John's suggestion without hesitation.

After the cards were distributed, Qin Guan and John sat obediently by the viewing platform of Harvard in order not to arouse suspicion and to be responsible for the remote control of the audience.

The whistle of the competition under the stage sounded, and there were passionate campus broadcasts and commentary on the sidelines, presenting a wonderful sports event in front of people's eyes.

Well, it's a bit flattering Columbia University to be brilliant, but in the current form on the court, it is simply horrible.

"Harvard's quarterback moved, good! Columbia University's jc rushed over... ah, he fell...."

Well, Harvard scores...

"Oh, our star player Joseph moved, he ran like a stag..."

"oh!"

There was the sound of air-conditioning on both sides of the field, and it was so painful that half of Joseph's body was stuffed into the grass by the defenders who rushed over from behind.

"Okay! Hold it down! Don't let him struggle!" Several Harvard team members rushed towards Joseph's place like a pile of arhats, pressing him tightly under the crowd.

Joseph in the helmet burst into tears, brother, I am not struggling for the ball, can I give it to you? I struggle because I can't breathe, my mouthful of mud.

Another fat man weighing two hundred catties flew over. Joseph grunted, and the ball in his hand finally rolled out of the crowd.

"Oh! How despicable. Harvard's college has no friendship first sports spirit. They finally got the ball again in a disgraceful way."

On the one hand, the big score crushed made the Harvard people in the stands excited, waving flags one after another to cheer for their team.

"It can't go on like this, John on the side threw away the paper cup containing Coke in his hand, patted the dust on his buttocks, and walked to the venue where the signs were just distributed.

"Listen up, everyone. The situation here is very good. It's time to completely destroy Columbia University."

"Come on, let's use our own strength to cheer up these lovely athletes! Follow my command."

Speaking of this, John moved to the side of the field and shouted: "The audience of seats f1-20, please listen to my command, hold up the signs in your hands, come and shout with me! Harvard !"

The atmosphere at the scene was mobilized very enthusiastically by John, and the Harvard people holding the sign raised the sign in their hands with a strong sense of mission.

A crowd shouted towards the Columbia auditorium opposite: "Harvard! Come on!"

The big sign of "Swipe Lala" fluttered in the wind, and the people in the Colombian auditorium on the opposite side looked at the provocation of the opposite audience with reluctance.

At such a close distance, the people on the opposite side could clearly see the patchwork letters on the sign. The person from the news agency who was in charge of recording the video on the sidelines quickly turned the camera over.

This is definitely an explosive news in the National League, and it will definitely make Harvard the laughing stock of colleges and universities across the United States.

Because the sign held up opposite has a few large characters clearly written in red letters on a white background: wesuk (we suck)

"Hahahahaha!" The audience on and off the court, the referees on the judges' bench, the announcer on the commentary bench, the assistants on the sidelines, the staff, and everyone on the opposite side burst into uncontrollable laughter.

This is definitely the most famous joke of the year, and maybe it can also match what the previous advertisement said: Diamonds are forever, a diamond will last forever....

It's a joke through the ages, the cheerleaders from Columbia University, who were kicking high and doing somersaults, after seeing these signs, stared at them patronizingly. Only then did God stop spinning in circles.

Taking a closer look, I have already strayed too far from the sidelines.

It wasn't until then that everyone in the Harvard auditorium realized that something was wrong, and someone stood in front of the stage, only to realize that their own personnel had been tricked into doing something stupid.

"Hey! My temper!"

"Fuck, I was tricked by the two little bastards just now!"

The crowd is passionate, and the collision of American football itself makes its audience a group of passionate teenagers. Although some of them have stepped into the society and even become top elites, the kind of blood hidden in their bones is forever. It won't dissipate.

"Can't let them run away, chase!"

Hula... Anyone who was tricked into taking the sign just now rushed out the first to bear the brunt.

Qin Guan has never felt that the wind in early winter is so cold in his whole life, and there is only a kind of ethereal silence that hangs in his ears, which is particularly arousing to daydream.

Of course, "Don't run! Grandson!" came from far behind.

"Stop....Hand up your guns and don't kill." A voice similar to this expression broke the tranquility he was enjoying at this time.

Qin Guan, who was running at high speed, looked at John who was also struggling beside him, and showed a tacit smile.

"Brother, you hurt me!"

"Brother! Good luck to you!"

A fork in the road, two different choices, Qin Guan chooses to go left, run out of the campus, and return to the embrace of the city, John chooses to go right, blend into the group, and find a solid support.

Long legs are really beneficial sometimes. This is not only to give yourself extra points when you show off your figure, but also to wet your trouser legs less than others after it rains and flood, or when you are running away, you can compare Others take more than ten centimeters. (To be continued.)