The strongest blade in football

Chapter 22 The fellow meets fellow
Jia Xiaoxian's curiosity was quickly answered. After the game, Lisa excitedly waved to Iser, and she shouted, "Hey, here!"

When Issel saw Lisa, he rushed over immediately, gave Lisa a bear hug, and rubbed Lisa's newly permed hair.

"I knew you would come. How is it? Did everything go smoothly along the way?"

"Don't mess with my hair!"

Lisa screamed and pushed Issel away, and straightened her hair. She knew that Issel did it on purpose.

"who is she?"

Yisaier noticed Jia Xiaoxian.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce," Lisa smiled and pulled Jia Xiaoxian's arm, "My roommate is also a college classmate, Jia Xiaoxian."

Jia Xiaoxian greeted Isaiel with a smile on his face, but looked behind Isaiel.

Wang Nuo stood behind Issel, and he also noticed the girl in front of him.

She has delicate features but no makeup, wheat-colored skin, and a slender figure. She wears a low-key loose long skirt and flat leather shoes.

Her French pronunciation is not very authentic, but Wang Nuo still vaguely recognized that this girl should also be Chinese.

"Are you Chinese?" Wang Nuo asked in Chinese.

Jia Xiaoxian couldn't believe his ears.

Hearing the mother tongue in a foreign country is very cordial, but it seems a little illusory.

She widened her eyes and asked back in Chinese, "Are you Chinese too?"

The two looked at each other, and as time went by, the eyes of each other gradually recovered from the surprise and became warm and soft.

Wang Nuo stretched out his hand first, Jia Xiaoxian froze for a moment, then politely shook it.

"Wang Nuo, my hometown is Chengdu."

"what!"

Wang Nuo felt Jia Xiaoxian tremble all over.

First she let out a soft cry, and then she uttered an authentic Sichuan dialect, "The nest is like Sichuan!"

"Such a coincidence!"

Wang Nuo did not expect to meet a fellow Sichuan girl in Belgium.

"The two of us should buy EuroMillions. I think the probability of winning the lottery is a little higher than meeting fellow Sichuanese in Liege, Belgium, a small city of 20 people."

Wang Nuo made a joke, and added, "And she is a beautiful fellow."

Jia Xiaoxian couldn't help laughing, two shallow dimples looming on his cheeks, looking playful and cute.

"Look what I found!"

Issel jumped in front of the two of them in surprise.

He first pointed at Wang Nuo, then looked at Jia Xiaoxian in disbelief, and finally stared at the hands that the two had been holding, and shouted loudly to Lisa next to him, "There is something wrong with them! There is definitely something wrong!"

Lisa smiled mischievously, pulled Issel, and pulled the obstructive cousin aside.

"What are you doing!" Issel exclaimed exaggeratedly, "The two of them are talking in some mysterious oriental language, there must be some kind of conspiracy!"

"That's none of your business, Mr. Bulb!"

Lisa replied angrily, "If you guessed correctly, both of them are Chinese. Do the Chinese want to chat in French?"

Wang Nuo and Jia Xiaoxian laughed at the same time, and let go of their hands, but their eyes still stayed on each other.

"Hey, I'm not a light bulb, I'm just curious what they said."

Isaiel looked innocent, "It seems that mastering a foreign language is really useful. I wish I could understand Chinese."

"You also want to learn Chinese." Lisa looked at Iser with disdain in her eyes, "Chinese is one of the most difficult languages ​​in the world!"

"Oh, you underestimate me too much. I have learned a few words from Wang Nuo."

Isai said very unconvinced.

"Let's hear it." Lisa said with an expression of disbelief.

"nihenshuai, it means hello, nishidashuaige, it means good morning, and there are more authentic ones."

Isaiel glanced at Lisa arrogantly, completely ignoring Jia Xiaoxian's strange expression beside her.

"niyuelaiyueshuaile, this sentence means that the weather is good today. These sentences are the most authentic Chinese slang words. I use them to greet Wang Nuo every day. I am very proficient!"

Iser proudly showed off his language talent, and looked at Wang Nuo, as if he wanted to get Wang Nuo's comment.

"Well, well said, the pronunciation is very standard."

Seeing Wang Nuosha nodding his head in a serious manner, with a teachable expression on his face, Jia Xiaoxian finally couldn't hold it back anymore, and with a puff, his face blossomed with joy.

Seeing that Wang Nuo was about to reveal his secrets, he quickly said to Iser with a serious face, "I teach you the Sichuan dialect of China, which is equivalent to the local dialect of the French Brittany Peninsula. This lady is from Sichuan. Speaking the native language, it is normal to not be able to help laughing."

"Oh!" Issel and Lisa looked suddenly enlightened.

"How are you convinced?" Isaiah asked Lisa.

"You only know three sentences, what's there to show off?"

"But you can't say a word."

"I can speak the Corsican dialect, can you?"

"In a place like Corsica, only terrorists and prisoners are interested in learning their dialect!"

The two brothers and sisters began to bicker, from the Corsican dialect to the National/National Liberation/French/Line, and from the National/National Liberation/French/Front/Line to the women/rights/movement, and then to President Sar/Koch There are disputes and chatter about his character.

Wang Nuo found out that Lisa and Isser are indeed cousins, they are both chatterboxes, and once they start chatting, they can't stop.

After a while, the people around dispersed completely, and they were still confronting each other sentence by sentence.

It wasn't until Zoe, who had just sent off a few good friends, came over that the Issel brothers and sisters diverted their attention.

After some introduction, Zooey met Lisa and Jia Xiaoxian.

"It's rare for so many people to meet together, let's go to my restaurant for dinner tonight." Zooey sent out an invitation.

Over the past month, Wang Nuo and Zoe have basically completed the tasks assigned by Del Rio. Now they only need to work for one morning every day, and they can arrange the rest of the time freely.

Wang Nuo was going to eat at Zoe's restaurant, so he was the first to agree.

Isser also immediately agreed, and called home to tell her parents that Lisa, her classmates and herself would eat out and go back later.

He likes Zoe's milk sausage.

So, a group of five people came to the la Maison Batta restaurant on the banks of the Maas River, and Zoe's father warmly entertained his son's friends.

Milk sausage, spicy pork chops, foie gras, salad, and Issel's favorite French onion soup.

The only fly in the ointment is that none of the three boys can drink strong alcohol.

Wang Nuo and Isser have always been eating habits, and Zoe also has to refrain from smoking and alcohol after heart surgery, so everyone chose to drink fruit juice.

"Culsec!"

Five glasses full of fruit juice collided together, and the restaurant was filled with a youthful and cheerful atmosphere.

　I really can't stand it anymore. Today's national football team broke my mentality in the first half. I was scored twice by Vietnam in 15 minutes!
　　Although I was not optimistic about winning before the game, but playing so badly is really speechless.

　　When will the darkness and dark clouds that have shrouded Chinese football for many years dissipate?

　　My daughter-in-law is 8 months pregnant. If I give birth to a boy, I will train him to play football. I hope there will be a better atmosphere in China in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)