Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 105 a stranger
That's something to be happy about.After all, Mo Fei is just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, and he will always be delighted by the compliments that come to him.Fortunately, he hasn't lost his mind yet, and he knows very well that his own path has just begun.

Back in the locker room, Mo Fei was treated like a hero by his teammates.

"Oh, our hero is back! Welcome to the best player of the game - Mo. Brothers, show your most enthusiastic cheers and give it to our future big star!" As soon as he entered the door, Sukulini said Grabbing Mo Fei's shoulder, he yelled loudly.

"I'm a reporter from Bild, can you accept my interview?" Obasi took off his sneakers as a microphone, and handed it to Mo Fei with a funny face, "Oh, do you have a girlfriend?" Is it? I want to see your wonderful performance in this game, there will be countless girls and women who will open their arms to you. Of course, I am also very happy about it." wink".

"Haha! Hinidu, you look like a dissatisfied bitch. But if your face is whiter, maybe Mo will go with you!"

"Damn, are you saying I'm not 'beautiful' enough?"

"Of course, the most beautiful is our Mo! Mo, marry me!"

Could it be that he was dumbfounded by the mischief of this group of people, but he also joined their slapstick team.After all, this is the time to savor victory to the fullest.

After fighting for a while, everyone gradually dispersed and went to the bathroom to change.It's getting late, and after a while, the assistant coach will come to the locker room to remind them that it's time to return to Hoffenheim.They had no intention of spending the night here.Although the team won the ball, but considering that there will be a tough game at home on the weekend, Rangnick decided that the team must go back and train as usual the next day.Usually, after the game, they would disband on the spot and give the players a day's rest to adjust their time, but this time the situation was special, and the players didn't have any complaints.

Sure enough, not long after, the door of the locker room was pushed open.Assistant coach Peter.Zeidle stepped inside.

"Boys, Ralph wants me to tell you that he is not very satisfied with this game." Zeidler clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and said seriously.

When the players heard this, the joy of winning immediately disappeared from their faces, replaced by deep anxiety.Mr. Zeidler was right. Although the game was won, the performance in the first half was really unbearable, like sleepwalking, and even fell behind for a while.Come to think of it, it's a shame to be behind an amateur team.

Seeing everyone's disappointed faces, Zeidler smiled slyly, changed the topic, and continued: "However, he appreciates your performance later. Well done, little guys!"

The players were taken aback for a moment, and then realized that they had been tricked by this seemingly honest but cunning assistant coach in front of them.But everyone didn't care about it. After all, they were affirmed by Mr. Coach, which already made them feel full of happiness.

"Oh yeah……"

"Of course we are the best!"

"Mister praised us, it's really cool!"

Hearing the excited roar of the players, Zeidler also showed a gratified smile on his face: These boys... the future of the team rests on their shoulders. Watching them grow slowly, Zeidler also has a A satisfying sense of accomplishment.

"Okay, guys, the time for celebration is over. Now pack your things and come out with me. Presumably Ralph has finished the post-match press conference and is waiting for you outside the field. You don't want to Let the head coach wait foolishly?"

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost time. Zeidler waved his hand to interrupt the players' frolicking. He left the locker room first and walked out of the court.The players didn't stay any longer, they put their arms on their backs and followed.

When we got outside the stadium, sure enough, the bus had already stopped at the gate, waiting for their arrival.What made everyone laugh was their head coach, Ralph.Mr. Lannick was once again surrounded by enthusiastic fans.I saw him surrounded in the middle of the crowd, sweating profusely signing autographs for the fans.

"Damn it, the fans here are so enthusiastic! Why haven't those little bastards come out yet, causing me to be blocked here by so many fans! Damn it, why did Peter go! Sigh, this is worse than directing a game Tired!" Lannick cursed depressingly in his heart, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took the notebook handed over by the fans with a wry smile, signed and scratched it twice with his already sore arms.

The players looked at the misery of the coach and laughed, but their good days were over. Seeing this group of Hoffenheim players walk out of the field, the fans who had been waiting for a long time flocked again in an instant , Each of them found their favorite players and asked for autographs and group photos.

Everyone once again enjoyed the enthusiasm when they came to this stadium.

Could it be that he has obviously become the player who has attracted the most attention, who made him the best player in the game just played?Many fans fell in love with this young man who was extremely fast and sharp. They handed over pens and notebooks for autographs, and some fans even took out their cameras, hoping to take a photo with him.

Just as Mo Fei was busy with his head down, a palm-colored wallet appeared in front of his eyes.He looked up in surprise, only to see a five or six-year-old boy looking at him with a bright face.

"Big brother, here is your wallet. Here." Then he handed the wallet to Mo Fei.

He took the wallet and opened it. It's not. Isn't this the wallet that he lost in Sinsheim some time ago? No wonder it looks so familiar.Could it be that he couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect that the things he lost would come back to him in such a way in another city, which is a bit of an anecdote.But... Could it be that after looking through it carefully, the documents and everything are still there, but the money is gone.

"Big brother, sign for me! Sign for me!"

Just as he was thinking, the little boy's voice rang in his ears again.Could it be that he regained his senses a little, took the notebook, signed his name, and handed it back.Could it be that after thinking about it, he knelt down, touched the boy's head, and asked with a smile, "Little guy, who asked you to give this thing to me?" After finishing speaking, he raised the brown wallet in his hand.

"A very beautiful big sister." The little boy held the notebook contentedly, and replied with a smile, his face full of cute expressions.

"Oh?" Mo Fei raised his eyebrows, and a graceful figure with blond hair and blue eyes instantly appeared in his mind.Damn it, it really is this damned female thief!Fortunately, it was a bit moral and returned the wallet.Although the money is gone, at least there is no need to reapply for the documents, which saves a lot of trouble.

"Do you know where she is? Or did she say anything else?" Mo Fei asked unwillingly.He admits that the other party is a beautiful woman, but what does it matter?These "three hands" actually hit him with the idea, if they meet again, he wouldn't mind sending her to the police station.

"She just wants me to hand over this wallet to you, saying that in this way I can get your signature." The little boy blinked his big eyes, finished speaking in a coquettish voice, waved his hands, and left bouncing away .

Mo Fei stood up, staring at the little boy's receding back, slightly absent-minded.After a long time, he took a deep breath, raised his eyes and looked around, but found nothing, shook his head in disappointment, and stopped thinking about it.

"Hey, Mo, what happened? Why do you look out of your mind?"

The players have already satisfied the fans' demands, and they have come up from behind at this time, ready to board the bus for the return journey.Seeing Mo Fei standing there in a daze, his teammates couldn't help asking.

"Oh, nothing?" Shaking his head again, Mo Fei said, "Let's go." After saying that, he got on the bus.

The fans outside the car were still clamoring, but Mo Fei was not affected, sitting quietly in his seat, playing with the lost and recovered wallet, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps because he was too absorbed in his thoughts, the wallet accidentally dropped on the ground, and a note fell out of it.

Mo Fei picked it up and opened it with a puzzled face:

Hello, Mr. Player No. 77.Although I seldom watch football games, this game still made my blood boil, and it was the first time I felt that football is so full of charm.Thank you for the joy you brought me, so I have made a decision to return your wallet to you.You know, your ungentlemanly behavior makes it difficult for me to make up my mind to return it to you.Please forgive me for not returning the wallet in time when I found it, although I really wanted to find you at that time.But for some reason I left it on.Anyway, it's back in your hands now, so please don't hold a grudge against me.Thank you for the euros, I will remember your generosity.If there is a chance to meet again, I will return the money to you.By the way, you are amazing when you play football.good luck.

The bus was already moving slowly, and Tina in the crowd found that she felt a little bit of reluctance in her heart.Is it for the oriental?In other words, when the oriental man was galloping on the field, he really had an indescribable charm.Tina laughed to herself, how could she miss a boy whom she only met twice, or even whom she didn't know?She doesn't believe in love at first sight and goodbye. This is a cliché plot that only appears on TV.Maybe it's because you feel guilty about taking the other party's money.

But she didn't figure out why she left a note, and it was said that she could just send the wallet back, and there was no need to do anything more.Are you really looking forward to the next meeting? ...

At this time, she saw that her younger brother Weizel had walked out of the field, shook her head, and stopped thinking about it.With a smile on his face, he took Weizel's hand, turned and walked into the crowd.

Looking at the note signed "a stranger" in front of him, Could it be that he smiled silently.The thief was quite interesting. Not only did he take the initiative to send the wallet back, but he even said that he would return all the money in the next meeting.

(End of this chapter)