Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 326 Wretchedness is king!

"Old man, I'm not them. My name is Mo..." Seeing the other party's words getting more and more outrageous, Mo Fei hurriedly opened his mouth to explain. Just at this time, two familiar voices came from behind and relieved him.

"Little Mo!"

"Hey, Brother Fei!"

Could it be that turning his head, he saw Hao Junmin and Deng Zhuoxiang walking towards this side with their arms around each other's shoulders, greeting themselves with a smile.

"You two are here too. It's early, and you seem to be in pretty good spirits!"

Mo Fei greeted them with a smile, and punched each of them.If you want to say who has the best impression in the national team, it may be these two people.Needless to say, Hao Junmin played football with him in Europe, probably because of the influence of advanced European football. Could it be that his cooperation is more in tune with him, and he does not have the arrogant luxury of the domestic "big names" Qi.Deng Zhuoxiang is different. Although he played in the domestic league, he showed superior football talent at a young age, and he was not affected by the smog in the country.As long as he continues to play like this, he will definitely have a foothold in the European arena in the near future.

"Of course, we are not a big star like you, and we came to report so late. How about it, is the jet lag reversed?" Hao Junmin joked with a smile.

"Are you making fun of me?" Mo Fei casually gave another blow to his opponent.He knew that the other party's words had no other meaning, they were just teasing him.He didn't care, and responded with a smile, "I'm not a superman, so I can get used to everything after a night of sleep. But it doesn't matter, let's rest during the game."

Listening to Mo Fei's slightly self-deprecating words, Hao Junmin and the two suddenly darkened, and their expressions were a little strange.They didn't know what Mo Fei meant. He didn't have much playing time at all, so sitting on the bench could of course be considered a rest.

These two young international footballers also don't understand the national team's approach. Putting a star who is second to none in strength and fame firmly on the bench, what the hell is this!Saying that the opponent's strength is not good, this is pure nonsense, could it be that the strength is not enough, then the Huaxia national team should simply disband, because no one is as high as the opponent.It doesn't make sense to say that the opponent doesn't have a good rest, jet lag can't cope, and they can't adapt to the team's tactical system. It doesn't make sense. It's impossible to use this reason as an excuse every time, right?This is not fooling people!
I really don't know what the national team and the people above think, is it really a bunch of pig heads...

"Brother Fei, don't think too much about it, we all know your level, there will always be a day when you are ahead..." Deng Zhuoxiang comforted.But he regretted saying this. Isn't this letting the opponent wait patiently on the bench for an opportunity?When is this the head?Do we have to wait forever... Deng Zhuoxiang was a little embarrassed, he looked at Mo Fei in awe, he didn't dare to make a sound, he looked like a student who said wrong words and did wrong things, waiting for the teacher's severe criticism.

"It's okay, let's just brush up the data, it's okay." Seeing Deng Zhuoxiang's bewildered look, could it be that he comforted him like a normal person, with a look of "it doesn't matter", but the trace of sadness hidden between his brows, I can't hide it.

Hao Junmin, who was much older, gave Deng Zhuoxiang a hard look, then sighed to himself, then patted Mo Fei's shoulder with deep eyes, and said nothing else.

"Okay, I'm not frowning at all, and you two even made a painful expression, so that others will think I'm bullying you if they see it!" Mo Fei gave a hearty laugh, and hugged her On Deng Zhuoxiang's shoulder, he blinked his eyes and teased, "Little Dengzi! Ha, you have a good nickname, let Brother Fei see, do you have a little JJ..." As he spoke, his big hand slowly moved towards Deng Zhuoxiang's "below" "Stretch out.

"what!"

Deng Zhuoxiang screamed in horror, before Mo Fei could touch him, he rushed into the training ground as if fleeing, apparently frightened by Mo Fei's actions.

"This kid, I really don't want to be teased. With such a thin skin, I really don't know how he managed to get along in the country." Mo Fei laughed loudly.

"Haha, Xiao Dengzi is just a big boy, with a thin skin." Hao Junmin also leaned forward and backward with a smile, and managed to get through, and then said, "Xiao Mo, I found something..."

"what?"

"You're so wretched! Haha!"

"Tch, wretchedness is king!"

Mo Fei sneered, hugged each other's shoulders, and walked towards the stadium hugging each other.

After walking a few steps, could it be that he thought of something, stopped, turned his head and waved to the old man standing by the door with a smile: "Old man, I'll go in, see you later."

"Oh, well..."

The old guard was dumbfounded, but he responded subconsciously, and kept muttering: "So he is, that young man who has won glory for us Chinese people, really good, tsk tsk, no wonder he can become a big football star... "

After the figures of the two gradually walked away, the old guard came back to his senses and shouted loudly at the thin figure: "Hey, young man, from today onwards, I am your fan. My name is Lao Yang." Head, remember my name!"

Old Yang didn't know whether the other party heard his yelling, but he just had an urge to tell the other party his name. Perhaps in his subconscious mind, he felt that it was a good idea to know this famous player who didn't have the slightest airs. something to be proud of.He has already made up his mind that in the future, as long as there is a national team game, he will go to watch it live. No matter how good or bad the national team's performance is, he will go. No matter what "stinky feet, stinky balls, stinky people" he is, he just I want to see this sunny and handsome boy, it at least gives him hope for Chinese football...

In a trance in his mind, a figure walked towards this side in a calm but steady pace.He is tall and has an ordinary face, but he has a cold and violent temperament on his body. Although he is restrained very well, his cold appearance almost puts the label of "stay away from strangers" on his face .This made Lao Yang look horrified, and for a moment he forgot his duty as a guard, hesitating to stop him.

The one who came was naturally Lao Yao.After he parked the car, he came to the entrance of the stadium to have a round with Mo Fei, but he didn't expect that there was no one there. He guessed that the other party might go in directly, so he followed without saying a word.

Lao Yao didn't even look at the hesitant old guard, and walked slowly towards the training ground without looking sideways.But after walking a few steps, it stopped again, and a faint voice came out of its mouth: "Did a very sunny boy go in just now?"

The other party's voice was so flat that Old Yang couldn't help shivering, but his reaction was still very fast, and the first year that flashed through his mind was "Isn't this person here to trouble Xiao Mofei?"
Although there was some fear in his heart, Old Yang still pretended to be calm and asked cautiously, "What... are you going to do?"

Lao Yao frowned tightly, and the other party's stammering questioning tone made him very uncomfortable.

"Could it be that he wanted to do something because he didn't agree with each other?" Old Yang's heart couldn't help beating wildly when he was shocked by the other party's expression, and he put his right hand into his coat pocket. As long as the situation was wrong, he would immediately call the police.

"I'm his bodyguard." Lao Yao still said expressionlessly.

The other party's answer made Lao Yang feel a little relieved, as long as he didn't come to trouble Xiao Mofei.Gathering his mind, Old Yang said slowly and hesitantly: "Could it be? He went in, but without a pass, I can't let you..."

Old Yang's original intention was not to let the other party in, but when he saw the cold eyes of the other party, he was shocked back when he said the words.

Lao Yao ignored him, raised his foot and continued to walk inside.

"Really, without any tutoring, he looks like a bad guy at first glance! I really don't understand why such a gentle and good boy, Xiao Mofei, has such a scary bodyguard! It's really scary..." Old Yang lowered his head , muttering to himself.But before he finished speaking, a cold look made him lose the courage to continue.

Lao Yao turned his head calmly, glanced at the other party slowly, then nodded, his tone was slightly gentle, and two words popped out of his mouth: "Thank you."

"No, no, no..." Old Yang waved his hands hastily. He was indeed frightened. A man who was usually smiling was a man who was as indifferent as a monster. His old arm How can the old legs not be frightened.However, what the other party said made him completely relieved. Although the tone was still indifferent, the words "thank you" could be heard from the heart.Hey, it seems that this big man is not an emotionless monster...

"I don't want to hear the first part of what you said just now. The latter part is very good. Xiao Mo is indeed a good boy." When Lao Yao talked about Mo Fei, the coldness in his eyes seemed to melt a lot. A slice of warmth.

"What a weirdo..."

Looking at the gradually disappearing back, Old Yang couldn't help muttering again, but this also made his impression of Mo Fei more profound.He soon became happy. After all, how many people can talk gently to big stars in person?How many bodyguards are there who can see the opponent's "tough"?Now he has the capital to brag in front of his tea friends.

"We ordinary people, we are really happy today..."

Thinking about it this way, Lao Yang, who was in a good mood, couldn't help humming a little tune, with an unconcealable smile on his face...

"Old Yao!"

Mo Fei was chatting with Hao Junmin and Deng Zhuoxiang about anecdotes in Europe and some trivial matters in life with a light smile. When he looked up, he saw Lao Yao appearing at the entrance, looking around, obviously looking for himself.Mo Fei hurriedly shouted in panic and waved towards the other party.

Hearing the familiar voice, Lao Yao smiled slightly, nodded, and walked towards this side without haste.

"Brother Fei, who is he?" Deng Zhuoxiang asked softly, looking at the strong man coming towards him like a curious baby.This is the training ground, looking at the plain appearance and attire of the other party, he doesn't look like a team member, of course, he doesn't look like a new national team member, the age difference is too far.He didn't care, and naturally attributed the other party's identity to Mo Fei's driver.He was a little surprised how the other party came in.You know, without the permission of the head coach, except for team staff and members of the national team, outsiders are strictly prohibited from entering here.

Hao Junmin followed the voice, and was also taken aback for a moment, with obvious doubts on his face.Being able to travel abroad alone, his experience and knowledge are not comparable to that of a brat like Deng Zhuoxiang. Looking at the cold temperament of the other party, as well as his steady steps and meticulous expression, it is obvious that he walked from the military camp. from.He wondered why a soldier suddenly appeared here, who seemed to be very familiar with Mo Fei...

"Hehe, his name is Lao Yao. He is the driver that Director Chu lent me temporarily." Looking at the doubt and shock in the eyes of the two, Mo Fei responded with a dry smile.He had known for a long time that it would be like this. With Lao Yao's cold appearance, it was difficult not to attract the attention of others.

(End of this chapter)