The strongest blade in football

Chapter 68 Fermentation
Standard Liege has won again.

With the victory in the last game before the winter break, they successfully squeezed out Gent and returned to the top three positions in the league standings.

This laid a good foundation for them to chase points in the second half after the winter break.

However, victory is wonderful, but the players can only put the joy of winning aside for the time being.

Back in the locker room, most people were worried and kept discussing what had just happened.

For the sake of safety, someone proposed to leave here quickly, many people echoed, Boloni thought for a moment, and ordered the bus to drive back directly.

Who knows if those lunatics will do something outrageous.

The players did not stay too long at the Jan Bledel Stadium. They returned to the hotel under the cover of the bus, then packed up in a hurry, and returned to Liege overnight.

It wasn't until the bus left Bruges that the Liege players were completely relaxed. It didn't take long before the snoring sounded from the seats.

Everyone is exhausted.

Back in Liege, it was already past midnight. The team originally planned to hold a short meeting to make relevant arrangements for the overall training arrangement during the winter break, but due to time constraints, it had to be adjusted to the morning of the 31st.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when Wang Nuo returned home, and fell asleep after hastily washing up.

The next morning the team is on holiday as usual.

Wang Nuo woke up, the sky was bright, and his physical fatigue was gone. At this moment, he received a call.

He rarely receives numbers from strangers, and calls are not in his address book.

"Hello, is this Wang Nuo? I'm Emil, a reporter from the French "Emile Special". May I spare you 5 minutes for an exclusive interview?"

Wang Nuo hung up the phone very politely.

After 1 minute, the bell rang again.

"Hello, it's still me, please don't hang up."

Wang Nuo hung up the phone again and pulled the other party into the blacklist.

Then his doorbell rang.

Wang Nuo thinks that the kind of plot that only appears in Tom and Jerry cartoons will not really happen, right?
Go downstairs and open the door, there is a young man with a small bag standing at the door.

He is of average height and has brown hair.

Wang Nuo cannot clearly explain to others the peculiarities of a French male face, but he almost always recognizes them.

"Don't tell me you're that Emil guy on the phone."

"you guessed right!"

With a warm smile, Emir saw that Wang Nuo was about to close the door again, so he quickly pushed the door against the door with one hand, and quickly handed a banknote to Wang Nuo with the other hand.

"5 minutes, one hundred euros."

It was the first time Wang Nuo met such an interesting person who was willing to spend money to interview him.

"Where did you know my phone number and address?"

"It's very easy. I pretended to be a staff member of the Medical Insurance Security Center and called the Standard Liege Club to talk to you about something."

"It's that simple?" Wang Nuo felt that this guy was more interesting.

He took the money and stuffed it into his pocket.

"So can I go in and get a glass of water?" Emil smiled and blinked.

In this way, on the morning of the second day of the team's holiday, Wang Nuo received a strange reporter at home.

And the so-called "5 minutes" turned into an hour.

Emir is indeed an interesting guy, he founded the "Emil Special".

He is also the only staff member of the Emir Special Issue.

He told Wang Nuo that this exclusive interview report will cause a sensation.

When Wang Nuo was puzzled, Emil took out photos from his bag and spread them on the coffee table.

"You see, I came here because of them."

Wang Nuo took a closer look and found that all the people in the photo were himself.

To be precise, they all ate bananas under the riot shield.

Isn't that what happened last night?

"I was at the scene last night." Emil said honestly, "I forgot to tell you, I am still a photographer, and I took these photos myself."

"Why are these pictures taken... I mean, why are they taken of me?"

"Because besides jackychen, you're the coolest Asian I've ever seen." Emil joked.

"What are you trying to do?" Wang Nuo didn't believe this glib guy.

"Well, yesterday I just wanted to shoot some court moments and earn some hard money, but I didn't expect that to happen in the end."

"There is no doubt that most of the media does not have a strong enough sense of smell."

Emil took out something from his bag again, it was like his treasure chest.

This time he took out a newspaper.

That was the "Avantgarde" in the Walloon region of Belgium this morning, and the newspaper reported on yesterday's incident on the second page.

And wrote at the end-

What happened at the Jan Bledel Stadium was savage. We have to fight all types of pitch violence. The Belgian Football Federation needs to take it seriously!
The "Avantgarde" has two pictures, one is the standard Liege players evacuated under the cover of the explosion-proof shield, and the other is the picture of the fans throwing debris in the stands.

"Is there anything wrong with this report?"

Wang Nuo was puzzled.

"Please, do you even think so?" Emil tapped his temple with his hand and asked, "Don't you feel that something very important is missing, why would you pick up bananas to eat in that situation?"

Wang Nuo immediately understood what Emil meant.

"You want to report from a different angle?" Wang Nuo shook his head. "Racism is everywhere. Many people are used to it. You can't win much attention."

"That's my business. Believe me, I'm the best at packaging. You just need to cooperate with my interview."

Emile is full of confidence.

"Why should I cause trouble for myself?" Wang Nuo asked back.

"Come on, you didn't behave like someone who is afraid of trouble yesterday, whether on or off the court, that's the real you!"

Amir's tone was firm, "In that case, how could you back down today?"

Wang Nuo finally laughed.

He decided to accept an exclusive interview with this reporter.

In the next hour, Wang Nuo talked about his football career, from Brussels, to Standard Liege U19, and then to the first team.

He talked about his dream of becoming a great player like the Brazilian Ronaldo, how he trained, how he played, and how he worked hard towards his dream step by step.

Emir recorded while smiling. He recorded very quickly, basically speaking at the same speed as Wang Nuo.

In the last few minutes, Emil asked Wang Nuo about yesterday's game and asked whether his last move was a counterattack against racists.

Wang Nuo answered truthfully one by one.

"Trust me, you've definitely done a good job!"

Emil put away the recorder and notepad, stood up and shook hands with Wang Nuo.

"In about three days, after the special issue is finished, I will mail you a copy."

"I plan to divide the creation into two parts, and I will make a separate article about yesterday's report, titled "The Fighter from the East"."

"The other part will be a full-length novel. Many players have made a fortune from their autobiography, and you are a rising star. I will act first."

Emil grinned, "As for the name, let's just call it "The Strongest Blade in Football"."

　From 4 o'clock in the morning yesterday to now, I haven't closed my eyes yet, my daughter-in-law is about to give birth, and I accompany her in the hospital to wait for delivery.

　　I coded 2000 words randomly with my mobile phone today. I don’t want to stop updating. Next week will be a selection of new books. I may keep updating at a rate of one a day.

　　If it doesn't, it proves that I really have nothing to do.After all, having a baby is the most important event.

　　I can only wait for the event to be free before writing.

　　Thank you for your attention and encouragement. The book has been well received until now. I will work hard to finish the book well!

　　Finally, thank you again!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)