This time, because Zhang Wazi did not move any more, the signal was relatively stable and the picture continued.

"Which one is a Guangzi? Why have people become smaller? I can't see clearly..."

"My brother is the number 22 wearing a white jersey." Rongfu stood up and raised his arms and shouted gloriously.

Everyone is looking for it, Duan Haoran's voice came from the TV: "Rongguang has got the ball"

At the same time, a huge noise came from the TV.

"Look at that," Rong Fuyuqian rushed to the front of the TV, pointed to a figure on the screen and said.

"Come on Guangzai"

"Come on, bring glory to the country"

"Why will we win the German championship give us old and young men a face?"

In fact, a group of people began to cheer for the glory before they could see clearly.

There was a lively cheering sound over the small mountain village.

Rong Xiaomo turned his head and looked at the villagers who were raising their arms and shouting, remembering the ambitions that his younger brother told him before leaving.

He wants to provide this mountain village with a stable power supply, tap water, telephone and television signals.

In this way, when everyone wants to watch him, they can watch his game on TV.

If you miss him, you can also call him.

What a great ambition, brother, you have to keep your word

"Come on Guangzai, come on." She also shouted loudly with her hands together.

Even if they were thousands of miles apart, she believed that the sound here would reach the glory.
Chapter completed!