Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 715 Mo Fei's Invitation

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Fei met Raul at the gate of the training base. He had just come out of the parking lot and was walking slowly towards the base.

"Hi Gonzalez, good morning."

"Good morning, Mo."

After saying hello, the two chatted while walking towards the base.When he was about to enter the locker room, Mo Fei suddenly stopped and asked, "Gonzalez, what do you think...uh, how about using a Champions League trophy as a commemoration of retirement?"

Raul stared at Mofei in astonishment, and suddenly smiled: "Good idea, I think it's pretty good."

Mo Fei grinned and said, "Haha! Then it's settled!"

After the sun slowly sank into the horizon, the players who had been running for a day also ended their busy training. Could it be that after waving goodbye to his teammates, he took out his mobile phone while walking towards the door, and dialed his agent James. Merry's phone call.

The phone was connected quickly, and Mr. Merry's sullen voice came from the other end.

"You damn little bastard, do you want to toss my old bones to death? With so many tickets, hundreds of tickets for the finals, do you think it's Chinese cabbage on the street? How much do you want? How much? Do you know how many people are vying for tickets to the finals? MD, there are at least hundreds of millions of fans all over the world 'competing' for tickets to the finals..."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Meili, I know you are the best, most handsome, and most powerful agent in the world..." Could it be that he knows exactly what kind of person Mr. Meili is, and the other party is just complaining, since The other party has agreed to his request, which means that he is sure to complete this matter.But could it be that he also followed Mr. Meili's words and slapped him with goose bumps, and at the end, he asked, "...Is there any problem?"

Mr. Meili at the other end seemed to be slapped by Mo Fei's flattery, and his voice softened a lot: "I said it's okay, it's okay, the ticket has already been obtained, and now it's being delivered by the courier company according to your requirements." Sending them all over the world. I said Mo, you are really rich. This ticket costs several hundred euros, and a few hundred tickets are not a small number. You really don’t regret it?"

"Mr. Meili, when did you become so stingy?" Mo Fei chuckled, then changed the topic, "Even if you regret it now, is it too late? The tickets have already been given away, haha..."

Tickets for the UEFA Champions League final are divided into four grades, the ticket prices are 380, 270, 150 and 95 euros. The cheapest is the lowest grade of 95 euros per ticket, which is for the disabled. ticket.The hundreds of tickets bought by Mr. Meili are all 150 euros each. The tickets here are next to the goal. Although it is not the most expensive, it is the best area to watch and cheer. The area of ​​380 euros is in the center of the stands of the stadium. You can see clearly from the left and right sides here. From the point of view of watching the ball, this position is the best, but for the most hardcore fans, go to that place to watch the ball. It’s very boring. If you want to see it, you have to go behind the goal. This is the closest place to the goal, and most of the players will rush to this place after scoring a goal, interact with the fans, and want to share the goal with their players If you want to be happy, you have to stand behind the goal.

Mo Fei ordered so many tickets to give to his friends and relatives. On the one hand, it is because UEFA stipulates that each person can purchase only two tickets. It is very troublesome to apply for one person, and there is no You must be able to buy tickets. After all, the Champions League final has always been the focus of everyone's attention, and this season's Champions League final is the two hottest teams in football today. Naturally, the popularity is even stronger. It is common for fans to snap up tickets. It is definitely not empty talk that it is difficult to buy tickets even if you have money.On the other hand, Mo Fei wants to give most of the tickets to the Mo Fei Fan Association. This is the first UEFA Champions League final in his life. He really wants more friends to come to watch the game in person, cheer for him, and even more. The most important thing is that he wants to see the five-star red flag flying high in the final venue of Europe's top competition.However, he also knows that this fan association is just a loose organization, most of the activities are solved by the members themselves, but let alone whether this association has so much money to buy hundreds of tickets, even if they have money, It is absolutely impossible to get hundreds of tickets.That's why Mo Fei asked Mr. Meili to help him get hundreds of tickets.

Liu Pitang and several key members of the Murphy Fan Association were sitting in the "Huaxia Yipinju" in London. Everyone had a look of loss and regret on their faces, and a few of them even had a hint of anger on their faces.

"Damn UEFA, why don't they sell more tickets, what a bunch of whores!" After a while, Liu Pitang slapped the table angrily and shouted.In fact, he also knows that there is nothing to do with UEFA if there are too many tickets. After all, the Allianz Stadium is such a big place. Hundreds of millions of fans around the world are rushing for tickets. It is reasonable for them not to get more tickets. things.But he was just upset in his heart, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't vent hard.

"This is something that can't be helped. There are hundreds of people in our association who are willing to pay to watch the finals, but there are not so many tickets... What the hell!" Another big man said unwillingly.

"Now there are only more than forty tickets. It seems that many brothers can't go to Munich... Hey, tell everyone about the situation, and then ask the brothers who can go to help us to shout out our support." Someone shrugged Pulling his head, he said listlessly.

"I'm so stupid, I really want to set fire to the UEFA office...It's not easy for us in China to be able to appear on this top stage, but we can't cheer for Mo Fei. I...I can't even think about it." I'm angry!"

Liu Pitang wanted to slap the table and yell at him as he spoke, but before he could carry out his actions, a voice came from outside the shop, "Liu? Who is Pitang...Liu? What kind of stupid name is this, so awkward? Pitang... ... Liu, come out quickly, here is your package!"

Liu Pitang's head is full of black lines. These foreigners can't always understand the profoundness of Chinese culture. Names and names must have the surname first. You are in the front row, and there is such a long list, you guys are really broken names!
Cursing in his heart, Liu Pitang walked out quickly and took a small package from the postman.

"Whose? Whose?"

"What's inside? It looks very delicate!"

"Nimma, what's the noise, I don't know which bastard gave me the package at this time, didn't you see that I was worrying about the tickets? Really, what kind of package to send, just send a few hundred tickets Wouldn’t it be enough if the tickets came?” (Could it be that he sneezed for no reason: Nima, who is speaking ill of me behind my back!)
A group of people laughed and surrounded Liu Pitang, looking at their appearance, they all thought that someone had sent something great, and everyone was waiting to share it.

"Look at you gossips, it's really embarrassing for me..."

Liu Pitang laughed and cursed while quickly unpacking the package. He was actually quite curious, wondering who would send him a package inexplicably.

When the packaging was removed, a red box appeared in front of everyone. As the lid of the box was opened, a group of people stared straight at the scene and stood there in a daze.

After a while, bursts of cheers burst into the sky.

"Oh, the ticket! It turned out to be a ticket! A ticket for the Champions League final!"

"There must be at least 200 copies, right? Post it! We can have at least [-] brothers who can go to Munich!"

"Nimma, which kind-hearted person sent it? If he appears in front of me, I will kowtow to him!"

"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

Liu Pitang did not cheer along with his partners, but stood there in a daze, holding the box in his left hand, while holding a note in his right hand, which was just found from the box, on which was written a line Words: I hope you can go to the Allianz Arena to cheer for me, brothers of the fans association.

The name of the signer is: Mo Fei.

Los Angeles, USA.

Just as Beckham walked into his courtyard, he saw a white envelope on the ground.

Puzzled, a ticket for the UEFA Champions League final with a green background appeared in his eyes.Beside him is a note.

"David, remember what I said? Although this farewell gift came a bit late, I think you will still accept this gift happily. Your friend: Mo."

"Good boy... It seems that I have to give up my first-class tickets and sit behind the goal with ordinary fans. Haha!" Beckham shook his head and laughed, and with a happy look, he turned and opened the door and walked in. room.

Germany, Hoffenheim.

Salihovic was sitting in the team's conference room, sweating profusely, calling his teammates.

"Franco, don't say anything! Listen to me, hey, do you want to watch Mo's Champions League final? I have more than a dozen tickets for the final in my hand... Uh, it was sent by Mo!"

"Damn it, Dario, you idiot, who told you to go to the United States, come back quickly... What are you doing? We are going to Munich... Nima, you are such a pig, you can't even guess this! Final! Final ! We're going to the Champions League final! We're going to cheer for Mo!"

"Hinidou, how about we go to Munich to cheer for Mo?... I said, do you have a ticket? Hurry up and tear off your little green piece of paper worth 380 euros! Sit with us behind the goal Isn't it a more wonderful thing..."

Stuttgart.

"Chris, I bought a ticket for the Champions League final! Ha, it's really wonderful to be able to go to the scene to enjoy Mo's performance again, and it's still in such an important game as the Champions League final..."

Liszt excitedly waved the green paper in his hand all the way, shouting and rushed into Andre's small and dilapidated residence.

Liszt originally wanted to show off in front of his friends, but Andre's calm performance made him feel a little surprised. Looking at Andre who was making shell wind chimes without raising his eyelids, Liszt asked strangely : "I said man, don't you have something to say to me? Although you don't have a ticket to the final, I will help you get your share to the Allianz Arena."

"I have to say, Lang, you are such an idiot!" Andre still did not raise his eyelids, he put down the buddy in his hand, looked at the beautiful shell wind chime just completed, and carefully put it into the A box, just now returned to the bedroom, still holding a small box in his hand, and then opened it in front of his good friend - a green football ticket that was exactly the same as Liszt's was lying quietly inside.

"Balls...tickets?" Liszt's face was full of disbelief, and he reached into the box involuntarily with his hands, "Where did you come from?"

"Snapped……"

Andre quickly closed the box, and then hugged him tightly in his arms like a baby.

"I got it this morning. Don't give it to me." Andre said lightly, but he couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

"what?"

After a while, Liszt recovered from the shock, and said enviously: "It seems that Mo hasn't forgotten you, the fan who has always supported him."

"Of course. No matter where I am, he will never forget me, even if I'm just an ordinary fan. He is a good man, and he will always be worthy of my respect." Andre said slowly, his tone full of intolerance Doubt.

This scene is happening all over the world, whether it is friends in Germany, or teammates who have fought together, or parents in Huaxia, and a group of buddies such as Wang Hao, even the teammates of Sichuan Quanxing have received An invitation from Mo Fei who is thousands of miles away - a green card, that is the ticket to the Champions League final!
"Are you ready? My friends."

In a courtyard villa in the Tottenham community in London, England, Mo Fei, who had been standing silently in front of the window for a long time, waved his hands at the bright moon, and then lay down on the bed and covered himself with a quilt.

"My finals are about to start, guys, it's going to be a night you'll remember for the rest of your life."

(End of this chapter)