Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 82 Dressing Room

After passing through the exclusive passage for players, Mo Fei went straight into the team's locker room.At this time, the players are almost here, and they are doing their own things, some are chatting in low voices, some are playing games on their mobile phones, some are listening to MP3, and some are feigning sleep with their eyes closed...There are all kinds of things to do, and this is also a way to relax before the game.Mo Fei even saw Obasi applying gel cream to his hair in front of the mirror, and using a comb and hair dryer to fiddle with it non-stop.

"Hey, boss. How about it? I have a nice haircut! You must know that a good football player not only needs to have excellent skills, but also has a very important personal image."

Obasi felt a gaze scrutinizing him non-stop, and when he turned his head, he saw Mo Fei's surprised face, stopped his movements, blinked at Mo Fei, and made a grimace.

Mo Fei nodded to show that he understood.Although from Mo Fei's point of view, Obasi looks really good, with a dark face and eyes that look like goldfish eyes, Mo Fei really can't compliment him.However, it is obviously inaccurate to judge with the eyes of Orientals. It is said that Obasi is recognized as a "beautiful man" in Africa.This kid had a new hairstyle a few days ago. The former braid was replaced by the current afro. He looked like a city that was bombed by the German army during World War II, in ruins.But Obasi is very satisfied, which can be regarded as having personality.

Could it be that he had no choice but to give his "cheap little brother" a compliment, "Nice hair, very, um, very different."

Obasi smiled with satisfaction, showing his white teeth, turned his head, picked up the comb and started fiddling with it in the mirror again.

Mo Fei, who didn't know what to do, walked to a coat hook. His surname "Mo" was pasted on the top of this wooden cabinet. This was his locker.Open the cabinet, the blue jersey inside is very conspicuous, No. 77, Mo, at a glance.This number will accompany him during his time in Hoffenheim, and it may change in the future, but now, Mo Fei feels a sense of familiarity and kindness. Who knows what will happen in the future!

Could it be that he took out his jersey and changed it, he really had nothing to do right now.

"Hey, Mo, you are in such a hurry to change your jersey, you can't wait for the game!" Ibisevic next to him poked his head over and joked.His locker is next door to Mo Fei, and the two can be regarded as "neighbors".In the locker room at the moment, the players are doing their own thing, and Ibisevic is no exception.He is a devout Catholic, and he is about to pray right now, asking Almighty God to give him the strength to perform well in this game.This is his habit, he will pray before every game.He suffered a lot when he was a child, and later he was rewarded with all the hardships. He believed that only the merciful Lord brought him the gospel, so he believed in religion very much.

"No. I don't know what to do." Mo Fei replied.He knew that the other party was a Catholic, and he had heard a lot about Ibi's deeds from his teammates, but seeing him praying in the locker room with his own eyes was still the worst, so he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Ibi, does prayer really work?" Mo Fei asked out of curiosity. He is an atheist and doesn't believe in this.But seeing the other party's swearing appearance, he was indeed a little curious.

"Mo, you are wrong to say that. The merciful Lord is omnipotent, and he is omnipresent. As long as you are devout enough, the Lord will definitely take care of you. Faith can give people infinite power."Ibisevic had a serious face and a low tone, presumably dissatisfied with Mo Fei's suspicion.In his heart, the Lord is beyond doubt and blasphemy, "Mo, do you want to pray with me?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose." Mo Fei was a little speechless. He didn't expect that a single sentence could cause the other party's dissatisfaction. It seems that the power of religion is indeed huge.Seeing Yibi's face of righteousness and sternness inviting him to join the embrace of the Lord, could it be that it is a pity that the other party does not become a magic stick.

Mo Fei tactfully refused, "No, Ibi, I have to prepare. Go ahead, I believe the Lord will take care of you."

"Thank you." After Ibisevic finished speaking, he turned his head, closed his eyes, and began to mutter to the cabinet.

Could it be that instead of disturbing him, he found a place to sit down and looked around.He saw assistant coach Peter.Zeidler walked in, but he didn't yell to remind the players to change their clothes and go out to warm up.It was still early at this time, but they arrived at the stadium two hours earlier, so they were not in a hurry.

The locker room of the home team is very large and the facilities are perfect. There is a special shower area and a large bookcase filled with many publications and newspapers. This is for interested players to read and relax.However, this thing is rarely patronized by players, but the two assistant coaches Zeidler and Maric like to come here to read some of the latest news.What the players like most is the small room next to the bathhouse. This is a small video game room with two latest PS game consoles.This place is always overcrowded, and at the moment Weiss, Demba Ba and others are occupying it and having fun.

This is completely different from Sichuan Quanxing's locker room, which has nothing but bathrooms and cabinets.The coaches will not allow the players to relax so much, and often make long speeches in the locker room to encourage the players' fighting spirit.And here, in Mo Fei's view, it was more like an entertainment room.It seems that different countries have different football cultures, but I really like the relaxed and peaceful atmosphere here.

Mo Fei withdrew his sizing gaze and closed his eyes.He decided to take a nap for a while.However, this wish did not come true. He thought of many things, such as the days in Quanxing, Sichuan, and then silently told those he knew in his heart: I have entered the big list, and now I am in this team known as the most mysterious team. place (locker room), I have a chance to play...

Mo Fei felt that he seemed to see all the teammates wearing yellow Quanxing team jerseys, waving and smiling at him, giving him encouragement.Of course, there was Director Chu, who nodded to him with a smile, reminding him that he came from Quanxing, and he should not discredit the people of Sichuan: Could it be that no matter where you play football in the future, what kind of achievements you have achieved.Remember, you came from Quanxing, and you are the "children" of the Sichuan people.

"Okay, ok, gentlemen! Stop what you are doing, everyone cheer up, the time is almost up. Go out and warm up now!" Zeidler walked in again, clapped his hands, and reminded the players to come out and warm up The time has come.

Ibisevic looked at Mo Fei, who was asleep, and felt a little helpless. This kid was really nervous, and he really fell asleep before the big battle.With a wry smile, Ibi stretched out his hand to pat Mo Fei's face.

"Hey, I said dude, wake up, we should go out and warm up."

Mo Fei was talking to Director Chu and his teammates when he felt someone slapping him. He opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up reflexively, and yelled.

"I came out of Quanxing! I won't be ashamed!"

The roar immediately silenced the noisy locker room. Everyone's eyes were on Mo Fei, and Zeidler also looked at Mo Fei with a strange expression on his face.

Looking at the terrified Ibisevic next to him, could it be that he finally recovered, he was dreaming just now.He was a little embarrassed, and smiled apologetically at Ibi, "I'm sorry, Ibi."

Ibisevic patted his forehead with some fear, made a helpless expression, and said depressedly, "Mo, your sudden voice frightened me." A very gentle young man suddenly jumped up and yelled with a ferocious face, which really surprised him.But he also understood that this was a natural reaction to just waking up, so he didn't take it seriously.He nodded, seemed to think of something, and said, "Mo, what did you shout just now?"

As soon as Ibisevic's question came out, everyone's eyes turned to him again, and they were also very curious.Everyone heard the yell just now clearly, but they didn't know what Mo Fei meant, because it was in Chinese, and they couldn't understand it.

"Hey." Could it be that his face, which had just recovered, became embarrassed again, he couldn't say that he was yelling that he was from China, and he wouldn't lose people from China, right?If you really want to say it, why not be treated as a joke by everyone?In desperation, Mo Fei's reaction was still quick, rolled his eyes, and said, "I'm shouting slogans, Hoffenheim will win! Yes, that's what I mean."

The surrounding teammates laughed out loud after hearing this explanation, and then gave Mo Fei a look of "you are boring", and then began to change clothes, ready to go out to warm up.

They didn't notice that Mo Fei's eyes were firm and he clenched his fists:

I came from Quanxing, and I will definitely make Quanxing proud of me!
After cutting tickets with his wife and daughter, Liu Yang entered the fan stands, found his seat, and sat down.Liu Yang was very excited. Could it be that he was selected into the 18-man roster for today's game and might play in today's game. Although he was only a substitute, he still brought his wife and children to the Rhein-Neckar Stadium excitedly.

The players hadn't played yet, Liu Yang was looking around boredly while chatting with his wife and daughter.

"Dad, where is brother?" Xiao Tingting stared at the stadium with her eyes wide open, but unfortunately there was no one there, let alone any familiar figure, she couldn't help but blinked at her father curiously.

"It'll be out in a while." Liu Yang kissed his daughter and said with a smile.

"Old Liu, do you think Xiao Mo will play today?" Sister Wang also asked. She is not a child. understandable.

"He will definitely play. I am very optimistic about this kid. He plays really well. Even if he can't start, it shouldn't be a big problem to come off the bench." Liu Yang is not sure whether he will play or not. This is a bit lacking in confidence. , more like self-comfort.After all, Mo Fei has only joined the team not long ago, and today he is facing a super giant like Bayern Munich. If Rangnick is conservative, he will not send a wide offensive player, and he will trust veterans more.

At this time, he found a few figures not far away that were very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw them, so he couldn't help being a little dazed.

Sukulini and Tebel and several other teammates have already sat down in the fan stands. The game has not yet started, and the teammates gathered together to whisper their views on the game.Anyway, either Hoffenheim beat Bayern at home, or Bayern defeated the "Blue Guard" away. These unnutritive talks really made Tebel not interested in the slightest. He turned his head and looked around.

(End of this chapter)