Of course, the hotel where the Alice team stays can't be the Ritz Grand Hotel, no company is willing to invest so much daily expenses for the team so luxuriously, the members of the team stay in Madrid TijcalIIHostal, which is a three-star hotel, basically all the teams that come to participate in this race stay in this kind of three-star hotel, this hotel alone has three teams, well, of course, there are exceptions, such as the 10,000-year-old boss of the World Superbike Championship, The deep-pocketed Ducati team is staying at the HighTech GranAvenidaHotel, a four-star hotel, but there is no precedent for any team to stay in a five-star hotel in Spain.

Although it took a day on the plane, Zhang Lan was young, after all these years of uninterrupted exercise, her physical fitness was very good, but she didn't feel anything, but Yang Zhi was a little tired, so everyone decided not to go there tonight, just take a good rest in the hotel, and wait until tomorrow to visit the members of the team at the TijcalIIHostal Hotel.

Since it had been decided that there would be no activities tonight, Alice pulled Zhang Lan and Xiao Chenxi back to her room and didn't know what to do, leaving Yang Zhi alone looking at the empty room with a helpless wry smile.

"Shall we sleep together tonight?" Coming to Alice's room, Alice excitedly suggested, "What do you guys think?" ”

"Not very good," Zhang Lan pouted, "although you have two beds in your room, I think it's better for me to sleep in the same room with my mother." ”

"Why?" Alice was a little curious, but then seemed to suddenly think of something, and covered her mouth and snickered, "Oh, I know, you must have a very serious mother-love complex, and you don't want to leave your mother for a moment, it must be like this." ”

"What is this?" Listen to what Alice said. Zhang Lan was a little crying and laughing, "My mother is naturally timid, and the more she gets to the night, the more timid she becomes, especially when she suddenly comes to such a strange place." There is no one familiar with her, and if we leave her alone in the room, I guess she won't be able to sleep tonight. ”

"Really?" Alice covered her mouth in surprise, looking incredulous, there would be such a timid person in the world? "Wouldn't it?!" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Xiao Chenxi.

Xiao Chenxi nodded. shrugged helplessly, and said very speechlessly, as if this was the case.

OMG! Alice patted her forehead speechlessly, with a look of pain and helplessness, there are still such timid people in the world? Don't even dare to sleep alone? Wouldn't the opportunity that he had painstakingly created for a long time be in vain again?

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but complain about Yang Zhi in my heart: You said that you are a person in your twenties and almost thirty years old, how can you be so timid, thinking that when we were fighting in Africa, the pile of corpses was next to it, and we were not the same and lay there to rest?

This girl had forgotten that she was meant to kill. They will not be superstitious about ghosts and gods like traditional Chinese people, and they are naturally afraid of these things. It seems to be a little wrong, it is not very accurate to say that it is superstitious ghosts and gods, it should be said that these things are half-believed or not, when there are many people, they are not afraid, when there are few people, especially when there is only one person, the heart involuntarily begins to think about these things, so the more I think about it, the more afraid I become, in fact, in the final analysis, it is better to scare myself. But it can't be helped. Who makes women all over the world have a timid nature?

complained in her heart, but Alice had no choice but to retreat and say to Zhang Lan half-discussed and half-begging. "Then you can talk to me for a while, and then go back to sleep when it's time to go to bed?"

"That's right," Zhang Lan hesitated, and was looking down to think, when she inadvertently looked up, only to see Alice's blue eyes as deep as the sea faintly revealing a sad prayer. I can't help but feel a pain in my heart: Xiao Chenxi is okay, she can accompany her every day, Alice is busy all day for herself, but she can only chat with herself on the phone every day, in fact, this girl's feeling for herself is the same as Xiao Chenxi. I couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, but I'm going back at eleven o'clock, or I won't be able to get up tomorrow morning." ”

Eleven? Alice quickly calculated in her heart, it was only six o'clock in the evening, and there were still five hours until eleven o'clock, and it was okay. Hurriedly and excitedly nodded his little head, and his little face was already filled with a happy and cheerful smile, "Then accompany me until eleven o'clock, and don't change my hexagram halfway!" ”

This girl, Zhang Lan was slightly sad, she had paid so much for herself, in fact, her requirements were really not high, and all she wanted was to ask herself to accompany her for a while.

One of the most unmissable events in Spain is of course to watch Spanish bullfighting, which takes place between March and early November, with two bullfighting performances held each week on Thursday and Sunday during the bullfighting season. If there is a special festival or national celebration, there are bullfights to watch every day throughout the country.

If you want to watch a bullfight, there is one of the best places to go in Madrid, Spain, and that is the famous Madrid Ventas bullring. The Ventas Bullring in Madrid is also the largest bullring in Spain, with a capacity of 25,000 spectators at a time, the largest of the more than 300 bullrings in Spain.

Yesterday, when Zhang Lan and Xiao Chenxi arrived in Spain, it was April 17th, Wednesday, and there was a bullfighting show to be held tomorrow, so the original plan to go to the team to watch the next day was postponed to the day after tomorrow, that is, Friday, on the grounds that she had just arrived yesterday, had a day off today, and would go again tomorrow.

It is only when watching bullfights and football matches that the Spaniards, who are accustomed to laziness and procrastination, will be punctual - there is no way to be punctual, because they will not be able to enter if they are not punctual - otherwise in normal times, lazy Spaniards will always be much more late than on time.

Today is sunny and breezy, it is a good day for bullfighting, both for the audience and for the matadors, such a slightly hot weather in the afternoon is more conducive to the release of hormones in their bodies, and the air can now faintly smell the exuding hormonal smell.

With the entrance of the bullfighters, the originally noisy bullring suddenly became unusually quiet, and the audience followed the figures of the bullfighters in the arena with a kind of pious gaze, watching them run in the direction of the rostrum and get the key to the bullpen from the chairman's hand. As the matadors go around the field. The horn was blown, and the door of the bullpen was opened, and the strong, long, curved bull galloped out of the bullpen, and the bullfight began in earnest.

Three matador's assistants lure the strong bull into running around the field. Consuming the initial sharpness of the bullfight, the bull ran out of breath for a few rounds, but did nothing. After a few rounds, a guy on a tall, fully armored horse came out with a long spear in both hands. He stabbed the bull in the back and neck with the spear in his hand, and the blood immediately flowed down the bull's back, and he found himself stabbed, and the wounded bull let out a low cry, and his front hooves were uneasy to scrape the ground.

The audience was stimulated by the scene in front of them at this time, they got up from their seats, frantically waved the white handkerchief in their hands, and the whole bullring was like a pot of water, and began to boil non-stop.

"Why are you so cruel," the kind-hearted Yang Zhi watched the bull on the field keep being stabbed and teased. I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, and I couldn't help asking.

"This," Zhang Lan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to explain it to her mother. What do you mean by this thing, do you just tell her that the Spaniards like to watch this kind of bloody thing?

Fortunately, the crazy hustle and bustle in the venue covered up Yang Zhi's doubts, and seeing that Yang Zhi was no longer entangled in this issue, Zhang Lan also pretended not to hear what he had just said, and continued to watch the performance in the venue.

At this time. The spearmen had already left the field, and a man with a pair of wooden poles, decorated with feathers of various strange colors, and a metal hook at the tip, entered, and the fellow stood alone in the middle of his position, and began to tease the bull to charge at him.

When the bull, already covered in blood, rushed up. This guy quickly stabbed the strange thing with the hook into the back and neck of the bull, and the hook was firmly tied to the back of the bull's neck, and the whole action was clean and neat, and at a glance you knew that I don't know how many times I practiced this action! At this time, the guy still had one of those things in his hand, and the bull that was attacked again was in unbearable pain, and kept running and jumping. I'm going to give the guy in front of me who dares to hurt myself hard. Just as the bull rushed up again, the strange thing in the guy's hand pierced the other side of the bull's neck again with unmistakable accuracy, and the severe pain made the bull moo and moo in pain, and the front hooves kept squirming on the ground, obviously wanting to go up and give this guy a hard time.

Seeing that the guy had stuck two strange things on the back of the cow - and later Zhang Lan learned that the thing was called a dart - almost all the audience stood up, applauding and whistling continuously, obviously the guy had done quite a beautiful job just now, and the audience was very satisfied.

Just when the bull covered in blood was looking for his target, the main matador with a sword and a red cloth came on the field, and was stimulated by the red cloth, and the bull, who was already covered in blood, went completely crazy and rushed straight towards the piece of red cloth that kept shaking not far from him.

At the moment when the bull rushed closely, the matador leaned sideways and quickly threw the red cloth at the bull's head. Enraged by this obvious provocative gesture, the bull quickly turned his huge body around and once again came at the matador waving the red cloth.

After repeating this several times, the spectators in the stands finally went completely crazy, and the screams, whistles, and white handkerchiefs that seemed to be waving all over the bullring.

Finally, it is the most ** of the bullfight, that is, the final assassination stage. The matador held a sharp sword with an elbow and aimed it at the neck of the bull, and then lured the bull towards him, and at the same time he also met the bull, rushed forward and stabbed the sword into the heart of the bull, and at this moment, the bull who was still menacing just now had even fallen to the ground.

"That matador did a good job," Alice admired, and said loudly to Zhang Lan—in such a noisy place, not speaking loudly, even if they were not clear from face to face, "just a sword pierced the bull's heart." ”

Zhang Lan nodded, no wonder the cow died so quickly, it turned out that the heart was pierced, no wonder!

At this time, a mule dressed in floral ornaments dragged away the dead bull lying on the ground, and the matador threw his hat to the audience, seeing the matador's clean and neat movements, the whole audience seemed to be in a boiling oil pot and someone poured a bowl of water, and it exploded immediately, and everyone waved the white handkerchief in their hands and shouted loudly.

"What is this for?" Zhang Lan asked curiously, originally thought that the bullfighting performance would end here, but now it seems that it is not yet.

"This is the audience is very satisfied with today's performance," Alice didn't know how to know this, and shouted loudly in Zhang Lan's ear, "If the chairman on the rostrum sees more than eighty percent of the audience waving white handkerchiefs, he will decide to give the bullfighter a bull ear reward, and at the same time, he can also give the honor of going around the stadium for a week, that is, the audience has the right to reward the bullfighter with a bull ear." ”

"I see." Zhang Lan nodded.

At this time, the audience still did not stop, still waving the white handkerchief in their hands. Zhang Lan was a little puzzled, isn't the reward already over, what does the audience mean by this?

Seeing Zhang Lan's puzzled gaze, Alice then explained to him, "This is because the audience has gone crazy with this bullfighter's wonderful performance, and they keep waving the white handkerchief in their hands, which means asking the presidium to reward this excellent bullfighter again." If this bullfighter is able to get two bull ears this time, it proves that he has achieved great success. However, it is up to the chairman of the presidium to decide whether or not the bull ear is awarded to the matador. ”

Perhaps it was because of the voices of the audience, or maybe today's performance was really exciting, and the chairman on the rostrum finally made the decision to reward this wonderful matador with a bull's ear again!

Seeing that the matador got a bull ear again, the audience responded with warm applause at the same time, thanking the wonderful matador for bringing such a wonderful performance to himself.

―――――――――

PS: Exceeding the promise to everyone, a total of 11,000 words were updated today, well, Haitong is still a talker, can you use a monthly pass to encourage Haitong? (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )