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Chapter 322 This taste seems a bit wrong!
The time goes back to 5 minutes ago.

Ralph delivered the cake to the square by bicycle, and the guests couldn't wait to take the box, and then opened it for inspection.

"This color, this shape...it really looks alike."

Seeing the shit-shaped "cake" in his hand, Correa felt inexplicably wanting to vomit. Although this shape was what he requested, it felt... Alas, Correa shook his head, His nose wrinkled, and a doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Why does it smell weird... did you put anything in it?"

Ralph's heart tightened, but on the surface he pretended to be calm, he shook his head honestly, and said sincerely: "Dear sir, everything is customized according to your requirements, we have the most professional The best pastry chef, look at the color, the shape... Ha, I think this must be your illusion."

Rafa next to him continued: "Dude, don't think too much, I don't smell any weird smell? Besides, even if there is, isn't it better, so I will miss that thing even more..."

Regarding Rafa's "God Assist", Ralph silently praised Rafa in his heart, and quickly said: "This gentleman is right, because of your special request, and in order to fulfill this request satisfactorily, our The pastry chef has improved this, and you see, does such a cake meet your requirements better?"

"It seems that I am a little paranoid. Not to mention, this cake is really well made... er, unique, not bad."

Correa finally nodded. After paying the money, he sent Ralph away, then put the cake on the table, gestured for Rafa to start recording, and then clapped his hands to attract the attention of passers-by.

"I'm Correa Pastos!"

Correa's roar made many passers-by cast their gazes over. Quite a few people had curious looks in their eyes. Of course, there were also some people who showed contempt for neurosis.Correa?Pastos?Who the hell is this?do not know! !
Correa didn't care whether these people knew him or not, it was best not to know him, he went to the small town to fulfill his bet, wasn't it because there were few people who knew him well here?

So Correa yelled again: "I'm here to fulfill the bet!"

The crowd still didn't have much reaction, and Correa was so happy. He nodded to Rafa, and then prepared to pick up the "cake" in front of him.

In the crowd, someone yelled, "He's the guy who bet with Alsace!" "Ha, he's going to eat Xiang Xiang! Everyone!" Such a shout finally reminded people Who is this guy? After a burst of booing, Correa's body was quickly surrounded by crowds. The pedestrians all stared wide-eyed and cast expectant looks at the protagonist.

"So he's that idiot Correa! Ha, I can't even recognize him with the hat on!"

"Although this guy is very annoying and always likes to smear us and the team, but...ha, he is really a person who keeps his promise! If you say he eats Xiang, he eats Xiang!"

"Stop booing! Everyone watch carefully, he is about to eat..."

"Ah... so disgusting..."

Correa almost spit out a mouthful of blood out of breath, which grandson is yelling here, it's so wicked.I finally came up with a way to find peace in troubled waters and fish in troubled waters, but my identity was exposed by this voice, well, all my efforts were useless.

But the matter has come to this point, Correa, who is unable to get off the tiger, can only grit his teeth in secret hatred, and hold the cake with both hands.

In the crowd, another loud voice yelled: "Ha, this guy is really smart. He knows Xiang's smell is bad, and he even wrapped it with a layer of chocolate!"

This sentence almost settled the fact that the "cake" is Xiang, and there was another exclamation of amazement from the crowd. Correa's teeth were almost crushed with hatred, but he had no choice but to refute it. , As soon as he was cruel, he gritted his teeth, picked up the "cake" and put it to his mouth.

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"This guy really wants to eat Xiang, right? But it looks like it's really just a piece of cake. Although the color and shape are somewhat similar to that thing, but..."

Fan Bizhuang uttered suspiciously, even with a hint of admiration on his face.Although Correa is really annoying, he is also very smart. He can think of replacing "Xiang" with a chocolate cake with a similar color and shape. Regardless of what others think, at least he is not You will suffer, the taste of chocolate and Xiang is very different.

Nihat sneered: "Chocolate? I said Fan, where do you think I went just now?"

"You shouldn't be..."

Fan Bizhuang thought of a possibility, and his eyes immediately widened. Under his surprised gaze, Nihat waved towards the not-too-distant distance, and the delivery boy on a bicycle ran in.

"Ralph?"

Fan Bizhuang is also a frequent customer of the pastry shop, so he also knows the youngest son of the pastry shop owner.

"Hey, good afternoon, Fan." Ralph waved his hands excitedly, and then looked straight ahead with excitement in his eyes, "Look, look, that guy opened his mouth, he's going to eat... oh, forget By the way, Kacher just came to the store and replaced the chocolate cake, hehe, this is a really super cake! Haha!"

"It's really shit..."

Fan Bizhuang opened his mouth, and there was a slight "bang~" sound beside him. Looking again, it was the sound of a Coke bottle falling on the ground. Felica looked disgusted and wanted to vomit.

"Hey, this guy is really disgusting!" Felisa stretched out her hand to block her sight. She really couldn't bear to watch this exciting scene for a second.

In front, Correa had already opened his mouth to bite on the "cake".

"Boom~"

The onlookers once again burst into exclamation and laughter, and some people covered their noses in disgust, and some people couldn't bear the stimulation and began to retch.

Nihat and the others were still in high spirits, laughing and booing one after another.

"Eat! Eat!! This guy really ate!"

"Ha, dear commentator, how does this super cake taste? Isn't it sweet? Hahaha!"

"What does this cake remind you of? Does it feel a little familiar? That's right, it's just like you, with a stinky smell!"

"I'll just ask you, are you enjoying it! It's—no—it's great!"

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The moment the cake entered, Correa's expression became extremely exciting.

This smell seems a bit wrong, doesn't it?
There is a sweet taste, and there is also a taste of chocolate, but...the inside has a rustling texture and a smelly smell, this...why does it really look like that kind of thing?
Rafa kept gesturing to him beside him, signaling him to look down quickly.Correa looked down at the cake in his hand, and was stunned as if he had been immobilized by magic—a layer of chocolate on the surface was bitten off, revealing the half-black and half-yellow object inside, mixed with heat and stench. One piece, disgusting.

What is even more unbearable is that there is still a clear bite mark left on it.

No matter how slow Correa reacted, he finally came to his senses. This is a piece of chocolate cake wrapped in Xiang, and he really ate Xiang!
"Damn it! This, this...I...vomit..."

Throwing away the "cake" in his hand in a hurry, Correa couldn't maintain his demeanor anymore, and vomited on the spot.Not to mention him, even Rafa couldn't help it, retching together with him.

"This is really...disgusting...vomit..."

Felisa also had some uncontrollable rhythms, and Fan Bizhuang hurriedly pulled her away.

"Don't watch it, it's really unbearable to watch this exciting scene too much! But... this good show is really worth the price of admission!"

Fan Bizhuang said with a smile on his face, and pulled Felisa out of the crowd of onlookers.Harvey, Fran and the others still watched with relish, laughing and pointing. While waiting outside the crowd, Fan Bizhuang could even hear Nihat's merciless voice.

"Ha, dude, you're one hell of a warrior in the face of odds!"

"Mr. Correa is indeed a person who keeps his promises, so... will you continue to broadcast live here tomorrow? You know, your bet will be eaten twice... Hahaha!"

The crowd broke out into loud laughter again, but Correa didn't respond again—this old boy was busy vomiting non-stop!
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After watching the good show, it is natural that the music ends. People go back to their homes and find their mothers. Fan Bizhuang and others also have to return to the training ground.

The stimulated "Felisa" returned home alone, while Fan Bizhuang and his group ran towards the training ground full of chatter.

However, waiting on the sidelines of the training field was the head coach with a sinking face. Pellegrini looked at the group of "fleeing" disciples with an uneasy expression, while Riquelme shrugged at them from a distance, expressing that he I have tried my best.

Apparently, the head coach discovered the "over-training" of this group of people. Just looking at his gloomy face at the moment, he knew that the Chilean coach must be unhappy.

"You bastards, you sneaked off during training, where did you go?"

Pellegrini roared directly, looking like he was questioning, but he ignored the players' explanations at all, waved his hand, and let them run ten laps around the training ground.

Under the watchful eyes of other teammates, Fan Bizhuang and others had no choice but to do it dejectedly.

(End of this chapter)