Lu Zhan nodded and opened the car door. Four people followed Xiao Chengjiang to sit in the seven-seat suv, together with six bodyguards, just not crowded.
"Go to the Zenith Arena in the 19th district of Paris," said Lu Zhan.
The bodyguard navigator clicked a few times to determine the address and then drove. It seems that he is not very familiar with the streets of Paris.
"Mr. Lu’s brain shows that it will take an hour to get there without traffic jams, which should be enough for you to participate in the competition." He started the suv and said to Lu Zhan later.
This Mr. Lu shouted that Lu Zhan was uncomfortable all over. After all, he was a student. It was the first time he heard someone shout like this, but he soon got used to it.
"Will it be all right for Mr. Li to have dinner with that Smith?" Lu zhanwen
"No," the bodyguard waved his hand. "Li is not as weak as she looks outside. We are all very weak. Mr. Lu may not recognize me. My name is Han Qingze. Just call me Aze. I accompanied you on a trip in Seoul!"
Lu Zhan thought about the tourist memories of the last few days in Seoul, and it took him a while to remember that there really was this bodyguard. It seems that he should be Li Xiuyue’s confidant.
Aze seems to be very talkative, chatting with Lu Zhan, the co-pilot, while driving. "I can see that Li always attaches great importance to you. There are several professional players in OGN, and Li doesn’t even look at it, but he is very concerned about Mr. Lu. It’s not surprising that Mr. Lu has something to do."
Azeri seems to be pointing to something. Lu Zhan smiled "Ha ha" and didn’t answer.
The people Li Xiuyue met in the casino are all irresponsible people. Maybe Lu Zhan’s sincerity, determination and strength left a deep impression on her, but after all, they are not the same passers-by. Maybe when we will meet again.
Lu Zhan’s mind was thinking about these things and gradually fell asleep because of fatigue.
I don’t know how long he slept, but he was awakened by Xiao Chengqiang’s voice.
"What is this in front of you? How is it human!"
Sitting in the back row, Xiao Chengjiang was looking at the front with his eyes wondering at the location of the co-pilot.
Lu Zhan rubbed his eyes and looked at the car watch. He slept for less than a minute. Maybe he was too tired and slept for a few hours.
It shouldn’t be a long walk in ten minutes, but through the corner, you can see that there are more and more tall buildings on the left and right sides of the landscape, and you should have left the former suburbs.
Listen to Xiao Chengqiang, he is also puzzled. Look ahead and see that the road ahead has been stopped. A banner with the words "traffic control" written in English and French at the same time, several explosion-proof policemen are holding shields to block the front.
"Traffic control? What’s the matter? " Lu Zhan looked inquiringly at that Azeri.
"I don’t know to take another road." He navigated a few times and turned around to go to another road. After a few minutes, he arrived at another road, but it was still the same.
The "Traffic Control" banner is also posted here.
The same is true for another one
"This ….." Lu Zhan looked at each other with Xiao Chengjiang and was worried.
"How can it be my turn to ask about traffic control?" Lu opened the door and went to the police to ask.
A tall and strong French policeman told Lu Zhan the reason of traffic control.
"It is said that there will be a large-scale parade today, and the traffic control will last until four o’clock. The traffic in half the city is like this …"
Lu Zhan explained to the people in the car with a wry smile as soon as he came back
"Why?" Zhang Xi asked in the back row
"Where do you need any reason? This is France, not Asia. If you apply, you can March." Azer shrugged his shoulders and indicated that you have already experienced this situation. "But look at today, the scale of this parade is very large. It is estimated that it is a normal strike. The government will inform everyone to avoid this period and try not to go out to stand outside. This can be considered unlucky."
"Is there no open route?" Burning the night
Lu Zhan pointed to the side of the window. Many people are coming here. Many of them are holding banners and writing in French, and they can’t understand what part of English banners are written. It is really a protest against the imperfect social welfare.
"I envy them. South Korea is not so free." Azeri rolled his window.
Lu Zhan several people looked at each other, no matter what the reason for the parade was, and the last delay was when they were there.
"But there is more than an hour left before the game starts! By four o’clock, the daylily is cold, "said Tianlan."
"Wait" Lu Zhan didn’t also the way.
Because they are waiting here, there are also new cars coming from behind, and the cars are parked next to each other, and the back is slowly blocked up.
As time went by, twenty minutes passed, and the scattered marchers were still winning.
"We can’t wait like this." It was less than an hour when Lu Zhan realized that there would be fewer and fewer debugging machine gaps left for them before the punctual game.
"Can we get to the Zenith Arena in an hour?" Lu zhanwen
"Half an hour’s traffic is enough, but this kind of traffic jam should be more than one street. Even if we can leave now, it is very tight." Aze told the truth
Lu Zhan’s heart cooled when he heard this.
It’s hard to make it to the semi-finals in the group stage. Why can’t you give up the game because you can’t get to the stadium in time?
Chapter 711 Off-court despair