NovelBonte 333 Chapter 332 - The Gift
333 Chapter 332 - The Gift
333 Chapter 332 - The Gift
The news machine of Bu Zelu has never stopped, and what happened in the morning was quickly intercepted by the media from Dakar.
In the afternoon, the news from all over the world was broadcast. Bu Zelu drew a pattern during the game and it appeared on the major sports channels. Some played mosaics and some did not.
Huaxia didn't broadcast it, but just reported the results of Bu Zelu's sub-stages and total results as usual, as well as some ten-second videos of the scene.
However, the patterns of Bu Zelu's paintings of male symbols have been spread everywhere by netizens. There is no way to stop this thing, and all kinds of wall-climbing masters have already done this.
After all, more detailed news about Bu Zelu happened abroad, and this bastard didn't play a domestic game, so he posted some on Weibo from his official account, but Bu Zelu's personal account has been silent again.
People in China also know from the information about the wall, that Bu Zelu has always had two accounts, one is a team account, which publishes all promotional things about Bu Zelu, and the other is his personal account for cursing.
This account is still the one that never verifies information, but everyone knows it is his, just like Twitter.
At this time, a group of people went to Bu Zelu's Weibo again and started to have fun. Although Bu Zelu didn't release the latest news, they could make a fuss about the last message.
The last message was sent by Bu Zelu after he won the championship, 'Oh, one accidentally won five championships, and this is the only trophy. '
Now this group of people is discussing Bu Zelu's record in Dakar below.
Compared with domestic critics, they are considered gentle, and the foreign group can't wait to nail Bu Zelu to the stake and burn him to death.
Of course, this is just the media, but ordinary people have turned into a super big party. There are not many celebrities who dare to do this. Bu Zelu, an alternative celebrity, is more and more accepted by young people.
Especially those young people who are more rebellious, they simply admire Bu Zelu's behavior, how can there be such a star, they are completely unscrupulous.
He doesn't care about his own image at all, and he has no scruples when he sprays people. The most important thing is that Bu Zelu's Twitter can't turn many words into a pornographic state.
Let everyone not have to guess the initials, because Bu Zelu will use other symbols or separate letters to form words to scold these people.
But in the second half of the year, Bu Zelu was much better, or in other words, he restrained himself, blocking those idiotic detractors, and followed a group of fans laughing and cursing there.
No, not only domestic Weibo has fallen into the discussion area, but the last message on Twitter has also become a large party scene.
The last tweets on Twitter are all the same, the difference is that one is in English and the other is in Chinese.
After the afternoon, the entire base camp has become lively. Tomorrow is a rest day, and today is a day for party activities. Otherwise, it would be unrealistic to continue the game after the commotion tomorrow night.
Just after attending the party of the KTM factory team, he was invited by Attia. The Volkswagen factory team on their side was also celebrating, but Attia was not an ordinary person after all, so he went to hold his own party after attending it.
No matter what Attiya said, he was a Middle Easterner with his own customs. His party was a little more private, but it was also a little bit more secluded. He built a super-large tent, and the interior was decorated like a dinner party.
If it weren't for the tent as a partition, it would be believed that this was walking in a big villa.
Although Atiya doesn't drink, there are still drinks here. It's not the first time Bu Zelu has participated in this kind of banquet, and he is playing on his own.
"Hey, Nasser, what's the matter?" Bu Zelu was a little bored, and there were almost everything to eat and drink in this meeting. Although there were some girls, they were all the kind who had their own owners.
It wasn't the invited model, but he only brought Matthew here today, and all three girls were still at the caravan, just thinking about having a friendly match or something.
So this club is thinking about how to get out of people, it's better to go home and play with yourself.
"Let me introduce some friends to you!" Attiya said with a smile. The two of them had just met, but there were too many people here, and he was the master who had to take care of many people.
"Okay!" Bu Zelu knew it was coming, NND, it doesn't matter if it's a sponsor or a beautiful woman.
Following Attia's detour to a relatively independent small tent, he realized that this was the place for entertainment, and shamelessly kicked Matthew away.
Who is Atiya, that is a prince, and what is a prince in the Middle East, that is a trench, so there will be a bunch of young people and some beauties around him, Bu Zelu knows he has come to the right place.
Sure enough, these people are all rotten, but that's just the custom. Even if you don't read the law, you can have multiple wives.
After some introduction, Bu Zelu also knew that this group of people were either the second generation or good friends who lived with Attia, and everyone was young and chatted together quickly.
What are the customs of this group of people? You can't drink in public. It doesn't mean you can't drink alcohol. Although this group of people is still restrained, otherwise the drinks on the table will make them completely lose their composure.
Talking about laughing and smiling, Bu Zelu was finally called away by Matthew's transformation. Zaina couldn't help but speak. Although she was a private doctor, her real identity was that of a boss lady.
"By the way, joye, a friend of mine asked me to pass it on to you, saying it was a gift for you." Bu Zelu was stopped by Atiya before leaving, and handed over a small box.
"Uh, thank you, we'll get together when the game is over." Bu Zelu was taken aback for a moment, but he happily accepted it. Well, he used to participate in some business activities, and he also gave some small gifts when he left.
"I guess you don't have time, aren't you going to play the Australian Open next?" Attiya said with a smile.
"Do you have time? I'll see you later when I go to the Middle East to play." Bu Zelu said cheerfully.
"OK, see you later!"
Bu Zelu kicked the palm-sized box into his pocket casually. This was a driver's banquet. Everyone didn't have suits and collars, and most of them wore casual clothes.
When Bu Zelu returned to the RV, he was sniffed by Cha Ruoyu like a puppy, and then he saw Cha Ruoyu nodding to Zaina.
"Hey, hey, hey, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's just a few female fans taking photos with me. I didn't do anything, I just drank some wine!" Bu Zelu understood in an instant, he was indeed with the fans just now, At least that's what people said, it was just that the hug was a little too long, and he really didn't do anything.
"Really? If you don't believe me, touch it!" Bu Zelu said while tugging at his pants.
"Disgusting, who wants to touch it, hurry up and take a shower, it stinks to death!" Although Zaina said so, she actually reached in and checked, how can Zaina, who is a doctor and girlfriend, know if there is something wrong? status of work.
'Hiss, it's okay, it's okay, MD, you should pay more attention in the future, is there really a difference between using this thing and not using it? Bu Zelu ran to the bathroom of the caravan, pondered while washing and checking.
'Want to verify? Bu Zelu took a serious look at the current state. Anyway, tomorrow is a rest day. Let's have fun and release the pressure.
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On the rest day, Bu Zelu was very honest, and he became an otaku again. He stayed in the car without leaving the door. He is not famous for Dakar, so he completely refused to be interviewed.
"Joye, what is this gift box?" Zaina, who was packing up the RV, suddenly found a gift box on the sofa, picked it up and asked curiously.
"Ah, what is it?" Bu Zelu lazily raised his head, "Oh, let me think about it, it seems that Attia gave it to me, um, it should be, he gave it to me when he left last night."
Zaina flipped through it curiously, and shook it, "It's open."
"Ah!" Bu Zelu continued to lie on the sofa watching the movie, and he didn't want to go there today, just lying on his stomach like this.
Zaina didn't think much about it, she also knew about Attica, the prince of Qatar, and opened the gift box casually.
"What is this?" Zaina opened the kraft paper and found a cardboard box. After opening the cardboard box, there was a square leather box inside, but she didn't recognize the logo on it.
"Cigar bar." Viniya glanced back and continued to sort out some of the itinerary plans for Bizeshoes.
"Oh!" Zaina opened it again, and found that what was inside was not a cigar, but a toy that looked a bit like it had been used before.
"What is this?" Zaina didn't think that a man would give such a thing to a man, so she handed it to Viniya beside her without thinking too much.
"The car key, uh, what does this seem to be?" Viniya had a computer at hand and made a mistake. She remembered such a brand, but couldn't remember it.
"Car keys? Damn, a trench is a trench, give me a car as soon as you meet!?" Bu Zelu stretched his neck to look, but couldn't see it.
"Bugatti?" Viniya looked puzzled, "Joye, come and see, is it this?"
"Damn it, isn't this too nasty?" Bu Zelu is not a rookie, he bought a Lamborghini last year, and it is still dusting in Hangzhou.
Bu Zelu was really frightened by Viniya's words, so he hurried over, opened the gift box, and looked at the car key for this idea.
"And here, there is a letter." Zaina found an envelope under the leather box.
Mr. Buzelv
Bu Zelu looked at the printed name on the envelope, which was his pinyin, and it was correct. After opening the envelope, it was not a love letter or something, but a product introduction.
After reading it roughly, he grabbed Viniya's laptop and started to log in to the link website. The letter probably asked him to go to the Bugatti website to register as a member or something.
"Um, isn't this guy too mean? He paid all the money, but he chose the color for me? He doesn't have any thoughts about me, does he?" Bu Zelu said suspiciously.
(End of this chapter)