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Chapter 404 The hero returns, the king ascends the throne (1 more start, please subscribe)

"Ahem, everyone, I really ate a fly just now." The referee is also a dumb eater of Coptis chinensis, and he can't tell the pain. When he was about to talk about the climax just now, suddenly a fly went straight in. in his mouth.

All the people laughed again, even the old king couldn't help laughing.

"Next, I announce that the champion of this year's falcon competition is Prince Hussein of Karta, with a final score of 1610 points." The referee said loudly.

In an instant, unprecedented warm applause broke out on the stage. The final score of the champion was almost double that of No.2. You must know that this has never happened in the history of this Falcon Conference.

"The princes are invited to present awards to the runner-up first," the referee said.

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"Next, His Majesty the King will present the champion with an award."

Just as the referee's voice fell, Hussein suddenly stood up and saluted the king respectfully.

"Your Majesty the King, I would like to invite my falcon trainer, Mr. Hua Xialong, to accept the award with me. I hope you can meet my request."

The king smiled and nodded with relief.

Seeing that His Majesty the King agreed, Hussein couldn't help but cast a flying eye at Yang Tianlong.

Salutes, fireworks, floating paper, colorful balloons, and tens of thousands of peace doves were also released from the iron cages... When awarding the champion, all of these were presented in front of everyone, the audience who had seen the awarding scene Everyone felt that this was a more fanatical ceremony than the World Cup champion award ceremony.

"Congratulations, Mr. Hussein."

"Thank you Your Majesty the King."

……

"Congratulations, Mr. Hua Xialong." The king patted the back of Yang Tianlong's hand and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the King." Yang Tianlong saluted the king respectfully.

"It's what you should be, you're an amazing guy who changed the Falcon Conference." The king smiled.

"Thank you for your original decision to give me a stage to display my abilities." Yang Tianlong said politely.

"I hope you will come again next time." The king smiled.

"I won't come." Yang Tianlong snickered.

"Haha..." The king couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that the old king's legs and feet seemed to be a little awkward, when the king took a photo with them and left, Yang Tianlong quickly stretched out his hand to support the king.

Seeing this scene, countless cameras at the scene snapped wildly, and in their hearts, they fell in love with this falcon trainer from China even more.

Seeing this, the servants on the side hurried over and helped the aged king up.

"Huaxia Dragon, thank you." The king waved him friendly.

"Your Majesty, please go slowly." Yang Tianlong watched the king leave with a smile and politeness.

After the awards ceremony, the king delivered a speech according to the usual practice. The content of the speech was basically a compliment to Yang Tianlong. In front of thousands of spectators, His Majesty the King praised Yang Tianlong as the greatest falconer in the world.

The next part was the falcon trainer and the lucky spectators taking photos together. Although Hussein won the title, anyone who knows how to play falcon knows that the falcon trainer is the biggest contributor.

It's a pity that there are no women among the spectators taking group photos. The reason is simple, women are not allowed to participate in the Falconry Conference in Arab countries.

Ten lucky viewers were randomly selected. No, to be precise, it should be the lucky local tyrants taking a group photo with Yang Tianlong. After seeing Yang Tianlong, these guys looked very excited. It was almost like a groupie meeting their favorite star. There is no difference.

"Huaxia Dragon, congratulations."

"Hua Xialong, can you leave a contact information?"

"Can you help me tame it? I don't want it for nothing, I will give you a commission."

……

After finally taking photos with these ten men, Yang Tianlong was protected by Bowman and others, lest others would hurt him.

"How is it? Doesn't this feel great?" Hussain comfortably drank a cigar.

"It's really good." Yang Tianlong said while wiping the sweat off his face.

"Okay, the game is over, we can revel." Prince Hussein laughed loudly.

At this time, Durav and Kareem also came out, and from their approving expressions, it can be seen that they deeply admire Yang Tianlong.

And they didn't even say hello to this old playmate when they passed by Hussein this time, they went straight to Yang Tianlong.

"Huaxia Dragon, let's take a picture together?"

"I can still sign for you."

"really?"

"real."

"That's on my clothes."

"Ok."

"By the way, Huaxia Dragon, what is your special skill in training eagles?"

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"Ahem..." Seeing that his playmates had completely forgotten his existence, Hussein couldn't help coughing a few times.

Sure enough, it worked.

"What's wrong with you?" Duraf and Kareem looked at Hussein with strange eyes.

Hussein was taken aback for a moment, and his heart couldn't help but feel half cold.

"me……"

"What happened to you?"

"I'm fine." Hussein said with a look of embarrassment.

"Then what are you coughing for?"

"I am fine."

"Yeah, why are you coughing if you're okay?"

Hussain %￥#@*...

……

Although it was hard enough to be hit by two playmates, Hussein was not angry at all, "Dulaf, should we have a carnival on the private beach tonight?"

Dulav nodded, "No problem, you just ask Bazar to explain to our servants what party content you need."

Kareem Abdul-Jabbar smiled, "I think I should call Rosalia quickly and call her over."

"Are you crazy? What time is it?"

"Milan is only 4000 kilometers away from here, and it will take only 6 hours. It is only 11 o'clock now, and it will only be 5 o'clock in the afternoon when she arrives. Doesn't our carnival start at eight o'clock?" Kareem Abdul-Jabbar looked innocent.

"My God, 4000 kilometers, 6 hours, you are not sick, man?" Hussein and Duraf couldn't help but give Kareem Abdul-Jabbar a supercilious look.

"It's okay, I believe in the magic of money." After that, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar took out his pure gold mobile phone with confidence and dialed Rosalia's number.

"Hello, honey."

"Mr. Kareem, you are really interesting." Rosalia said seriously.

"Hey, come to the party at night, double the price."

"I'm still in Milan."

"three times."

"Money is not a problem. Let me ask my agent, okay? Of course, it would be best if the commercial performance in the afternoon can be postponed for you." Rosalia's attitude took a sharp turn in an instant.

"No problem, I'm looking forward to your call, sweetheart." After that, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar kissed the phone lightly.

"You are so disgusting, you call someone a sweetheart without even getting a kiss from Rosalia." Durav began to taunt Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.

"What's the matter, playing with her is all about heartbeats. One day I will make Rosalia surrender, and be obedient." They have long been accustomed to "sarcasm" and "sarcasm", but Kareem I don't think so.

"Ghosts are here." Durav couldn't help snorting.

Just as he finished speaking, Jabbar's cell phone rang.

In an instant, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar said with a playful smile, "Look, Rosalia's call, I can guarantee that she will definitely come back."

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