Fox in the Penalty Area - Chapter 462

“It’s our turn! It’s our turn! It’s our turn!”

The King of Madrid players in the video cheered, unknowingly thinking they were celebrating their successful title defense.

But they were actually celebrating a victory for women’s football.

As soon as the video appeared on the Internet, it attracted attention and heated discussions.

“It’s outrageous! Tomorrow is the Champions League final, and the King’s players are rejoicing. Shouldn’t they have a good rest?”

“Isn’t that just right? By the time the final comes, we’ll be facing a tired opponent!”

“Hehe, only Pirate fans who haven’t seen the world think so. Because they don’t know what is called ‘Championship gene’ and ‘championship tradition’!”

“That’s right! In fact, I was relieved to see the king’s players cheering for the women’s team to win the championship. This shows that our players are very peaceful, and what should we do? If you want to prepare for the Champions League final, even your women’s team won the Champions League. Champions don’t dare to celebrate, that makes people worry that they will lose!”

“It is said that the Madrid Pirates did not allow the players to leave their rooms after ten o’clock the night before the game… So nervous, how can you expect the Pirates players to play normally in the game?”

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With this video, the fans of the Madrid Pirates and the King of Madrid, the two rivals, have done it again on the Internet.

Although the game has not yet started, the smell of gunpowder is not at all dull.

This is the first Madrid derby in the history of the Champions League final. Everyone has little experience, and the reaction is inevitably a bit extreme.

“…In the past 24 hours, the Milan police have received a number of reports related to clashes with Madrid fans. A police spokesman appealed to fans on both sides to remain rational, and he also said that the Milan police would increase security to ensure that The Champions League final can finally go smoothly…”

The local news is playing on the TV in the hotel room.

Xie Lan and Hu Lixin could not understand Italian, but the familiar pictures made them understand in seconds.

“How many fights did this take? Why isn’t it over yet? From Madrid to Italy…” Xie Lan first sighed with emotion, and then said to Hu Lixin with some worry:

“When our son wins the championship, we will go later, and we can go at the end.”

Hu Lixin smiled: “Why, are you still worried about being beaten out?”

“Just in case, I don’t have any hope for the quality of foreigners…”

“Don’t worry, Xiao Song has arranged everything, and he will definitely take into account the safety issue. When to go and how to go, we can just listen to his arrangements.”

Xie Lan sighed again: “It’s a pity that Qingqing can’t watch the game with us, alas…”

She had a good plan at first—the women’s Champions League final would end one day earlier, so they could watch the game with Li Qingqing after the men’s Champions League final the next day.

But the Kings women’s football team is going to go to the scene collectively tonight to cheer for the men’s team.

Li Qingqing is naturally among them.

At that time, she would not be able to cheer for Hu Lai.

After the men’s football final is over, the women’s team will return to China with the men’s team.

The Kings Club of Madrid is planning to return with two Champions League trophies, as they did last season.

“It’s actually good.” Hu Lixin advised her, “If Qingqing watches the game with us, and when Hu Lai scores a goal, she will be excited and cheered. After being photographed, how will she explain it to her teammates and the club?”

Xie Lan pouted and said disdainfully:

“Explain? Why do you need to explain? The team dares to explain to the thighs? Reverse them! The King of Madrid has only won two Champions League titles, so don’t you know his surname? Forgot who these two champions are. brought to them?”

“Hey, you…” Hu Lixin felt that his wife’s words were always so exaggerated.

“What am I? Did I say something wrong? Let me tell you, Lao Hu, if I were the manager of the King’s Club, I would definitely have to coax Qingqing. She can do whatever she wants, just don’t transfer and leave the team… She gives What’s wrong with Hu Lai cheering? As long as she can help the king win the championship, then I have to give it up! Don’t say I’m wrong, think about it carefully? Players’ private lives and on-field performance are important to the team , which is more important? As long as the players can help the team win the championship, who cares about their personal life? Those players who are criticized for having problems with their personal life, don’t they have problems in the game first?”

Hu Lixin opened his mouth and closed it because he found that his wife was right.

Xie Lan, who won the mouth-to-mouth battle against her husband, continued to stare at the TV.

The previous training and game highlights of the players from both sides are already broadcast, so even if he still doesn’t understand Italian, Xie Lan can watch it with relish.

When playing the scene of Hu Lai’s goal, Xie Lan could only understand the host reading her son’s name, so she figured out that the host must be complimenting her son:

“…This is Hu Lai, a great player who has just set a single-season scoring record in the Champions League and a league record of 60 goals… He has been in hot form recently and will continue to expand his single-season record in the Champions League with 19 goals in the Champions League final!”

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CCTV football’s top reporter Wang Shanshan is doing random interviews on the streets of Milan.

At this time, there are still about seven hours before the finals start.

In two hours, that is, five hours before the kick-off of the final, the special live broadcast of the UEFA Champions League final on CCTV Sports Channel will start.

She is now preparing some interview material for the live show.

After simple editing, these street clips will be interspersed with live broadcasts.

Although Hu Lai is not the first player in Chinese football to participate in the Champions League final – Li Qingqing is. But whether some people admit it or not, the influence of men’s football is indeed unmatched by women’s football. Women’s football has been thrown ten streets away from men’s football in terms of economic benefits, attention, and inherent cognition in people’s hearts.

Therefore, Li Qingqing became the first player in Chinese football history to participate in the UEFA Champions League final last season, but he failed to make CCTV so inspiring and sent a large-scale editorial team to the scene of the UEFA Champions League final for more than eight hours before and after the live broadcast.

Even a lot of media, even the more serious media, when reporting on Hu Lai’s participation in the Champions League final, still said “the first Chinese player to participate in the Champions League final” – involuntarily excluding the women’s football team.

Wang Shanshan took the photographer Xiao Zhang to observe while walking on the street, looking for suitable interview subjects.

They have interviewed fans of both sides wearing Kings and Pirates jerseys before this.

She even interviewed a pair of couple fans, one wearing a Kings jersey and the other wearing a Pirates jersey, which made her wonder how the two of them lived together…

She also interviewed neutral fans, who just came to see the fun.

Of course, Chinese fans everywhere are also indispensable interview objects.

But after these interviews are over, who else can we interview?

At this moment, Wang Shanshan’s eyes suddenly lit up.

She greeted Xiao Zhang to follow, and went straight to the target person.

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Wang Guangwei roams the streets of Milan alone.

He came to Milan last night and stayed in the hotel for one night.

Instead of staying in the hotel during the day, he came out to hang out.

He came last night, and he hasn’t had a good look at the current street scene in Milan.

In fact, he has been to Milan more than once – with Erdrea on the road – but today’s Milan is definitely something he has never seen before.

The streets and alleys have been decorated in place by the atmosphere of the Champions League final.

If you just look at the pictures of the Madrid duo players on the posters all over the street, you will suddenly think that you are walking on the streets of Madrid.

This is the impact of the Champions League final…

On a bus stop in front, there are promotional posters for the Champions League final in the advertising light box. The poster is the player’s personal theme. The star in this poster is Hu Lai.

Wang Guangwei saw fans running to take a photo with this poster.

And not Chinese fans, but Spanish fans wearing Pirates jerseys.

Hu Lai’s influence has also transcended nationality and skin color.

Wang Guangwei can fully imagine that in South America, where pirates have a slightly greater influence, there may be football teenagers wearing Hulai pirate jerseys running on the dusty stadium, chasing football.

He sighed softly.

This kid… It’s really hard to catch up.

Just when he felt melancholy in his heart, a voice sounded behind him:

“Wang Guangwei? Why are you here?”

Wang Guangwei turned his head to follow the sound, and saw Wang Shanshan with a surprised expression.

He was also surprised. Looking at the microphone in Wang Shanshan’s hand and the cameraman behind her carrying the camera, he immediately understood that the other party was working.

“The live broadcast is about to start?” he also asked.

As a reporter specializing in reporting Chinese football, Wang Shanshan is very familiar with Chinese players. The two of them omitted the greetings and greetings of meeting and went straight to the topic.

“No. I’m looking for materials for the next live broadcast. If it’s convenient, can you accept my interview? It’s a very simple interview.” Wang Shanshan shook the microphone in her hand.

Wang Guangwei nodded and smiled: “Okay.”

“Well, that’s the question just now, why are you here? At first I thought I saw the wrong person.”

“I came to see the Champions League final.” Wang Guangwei entered the state, stood still, and answered very seriously. “It’s rare that the Champions League final is so close to me, I just want to come and see it.”

“This is indeed a major football event.” Wang Shanshan nodded in agreement, and then continued to ask, “Did Hu Lai give you the ticket?”

Wang Guangwei shook his head: “No, I bought it myself.”

Wang Shanshan stared and asked in surprise, “Eh? Why?”

“Because I don’t want him to know…” At this point, Wang Guangwei smiled bitterly, “But since you’ve caught it now, he’ll definitely know too.”

“Why don’t you want him to know? Wouldn’t it be nice to cheer on your good friend?” Wang Shanshan couldn’t understand.

Wang Guangwei didn’t know how to explain to her the envy and jealousy in his heart, as well as a little… a little low self-esteem.

He could only smile awkwardly and politely: “I want to… give him a surprise.”

Wang Shanshan suddenly realized: “Ah, so it is!”

Wang Guangwei nodded and repeated: “Well, yes. That’s it.”

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In the shot, Wang Guangwei walked into the distance, and his figure soon merged into the flow of people on the street.

Wang Shanshan, who was outside the camera, also kept looking at it, until Wang Guangwei was no longer visible, and the photographer Xiao Zhang next to him also put down the machine, and she said:

“Wang Guangwei must be a little unwilling…”

Xiao Zhang looked at her strangely: “Why do you say that?”

“Because he said it himself. ‘This Champions League final is so close to him’… It’s the closest he’s come to the Champions League.”

Xiao Zhang frowned and said, “What he’s talking about is the physical distance…”

Wang Shanshan said angrily, “Why don’t you say you are straight!”

Then she analyzed it carefully:

“You think, not counting Lin Zhiyuan who just came out, among our international players studying abroad, Wang Guangwei, Zhang Qinghuan, Xia Xiaoyu, and Chen Xingyi came out at the same time, and they all played in Europe for three seasons. Only he has not yet. Having played in European competitions – whether it is the Champions League or the Europa League. When we cheered and cheered for Hu Lai and paid attention to their ‘China Derby’ in Europe, Wang Guangwei seemed to be living outside our attention, in the light of the stage lights. In the shadows outside. Does anyone care about his feelings?”

Xiao Zhang was speechless.

“That’s why he bought his own tickets to watch the Champions League final~www.mtlnovel.com~ and the reason why he didn’t tell Hu was maybe because he felt… embarrassed.”

“You know what he’s thinking, isn’t it an exaggeration?”

“It’s not an exaggeration.” Wang Shanshan shook her head and smiled again, “Just treat it as a woman’s intuition.”

Then she changed her words: “But seeing that Wang Guangwei has to pay for his own tickets to watch the Champions League final, I am looking forward to next year’s World Cup more and more, I feel… We can definitely do well in the World Cup this time. score.”

Xiao Zhang asked back, “Intuition again?”

“Yes, intuition!”

Wang Shanshan made a “v” beside her face and smiled as sweetly as in the live broadcast.

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