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Chapter 451 Hello Yang Luo, I'm Lippi

It can be said that Yang Luo is very busy here. He originally wanted to rush home as soon as the game was over to see what happened to his mother, but he didn't expect to be pestered by the media again. This made him a little unhappy, but he followed the skin When Lei looked at the place where Lei pointed, his expression froze and he rushed over.

"Coach Yin"

Yang Luo greeted in surprise. Coach Yin, who was wearing a cap on the opposite side, was communicating with Portugal, and a smile burst into Yang Luo's face immediately.

"You boy, I haven't seen you in a few months, and you have grown taller and stronger." Coach Yin was full of joy, and patted Yang Luo's shoulder vigorously.

Yang Luo also hadn't seen Coach Yin for several months, so he was very excited and happy.

Coach Yin really didn't say much about himself. If he hadn't been willing to take him in and give him the opportunity to go to Europe, I'm afraid he wouldn't be where he is today, so I would like to thank him from the bottom of my heart.

"Coach Yin, thank you, if it weren't for you..."

As soon as Yang Luo opened his mouth, Coach Yin knew what he was going to say, so he hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, I know what you want to say, thank you if you want to thank yourself, your current achievements have nothing to do with me, It’s all about your own hard work.”

Yang Luo lowered his head and smiled embarrassedly. Although he didn't get along with Coach Yin for a long time, Coach Yin is really a good person, and Yang Luo could feel it from his heart.

"Is the team okay?" Yang Luo raised his head and asked, but Yang Luo suddenly felt embarrassed after asking. Besides, he doesn't know anything else, he doesn't know anyone in the team except Haohao, it's really embarrassing to say it.

Coach Yin laughed: "As usual, our goal this year is to avoid relegation, and we will wait for you to come back. The team is waiting for this day."

Yang Luo shook his head a little, and said, "Coach, don't worry, I will study hard here, and I will definitely advance and retreat with the team when I go back." Yang Luo's eyes were firm, which made Coach Yin feel at ease again. Quite a lot, although they say they look forward to Yang Luo's return, but Zhongneng is still a team with not very good results after all. As far as Yang Luo's current talent is concerned, after 2 years, no one knows how far he can develop. Whether it's Zhongneng or the Chinese Super League, it's still a question of whether Yang Luo can be retained by then, so let's wait 2 years for all answers. "

Yang Luo turned his head and looked around, "Hey, Xiaohao didn't come?"

"Xiaohao is busy going out to play games with the second team, and the time is tight," said Coach Yin.

Yang Luo nodded, almost forgot that Xiaohao had entered the second team, it seemed that he was going to be busy.

"By the way, coach, I brought a gift for Xiaohao, please help me to bring it to him." After speaking, Yang Luo quickly ran to the rest area, but found that his bag was missing, and he brought a gift for Xiaohao. In the bag, but what about the bag?

Seeing several teammates walking towards the locker room one after another, Yang Luo hurriedly asked, "Has anyone seen my bag?"

Several team members shook their heads one after another, Yang Luo was puzzled now, by the way, he gave the bag to Andy, and Andy must know.

Yang Luo looked up and saw that Andy was chatting and laughing with Dulan.

"Andy, where's my bag?" Yang Luo hurried over and asked.

Andy was talking and laughing just now, but when Yang Luo asked him, he was stunned: "I forgot."

Yang Luo's face darkened in an instant. Although there was nothing important in it, he specially prepared a gift for Xiao Hao, and I believe Xiao Hao would like that gift. It would be a pity if it was lost.

"Yang Luo, I seem to see Matsumoto walking into the locker room carrying several bags." Dulan said reminiscently.

"Matsumoto!!!" Yang Luo frowned, no matter what, find the bag first, Yang Luo hurriedly made a gesture to coach Yin to wait a moment, and rushed to the locker room. Luo's face was very anxious, and he ignored many fans' requests for group photos.

Back in the locker room, Yang Luo quickly searched, Matsumoto, where are you, Matsumoto, why are you still taking my bag, are you cheap, who made you move, Yang Luo kept muttering.

"Matsumoto." Suddenly Yang Luo saw a figure from behind, and there was a bag in front of him, and Matsumoto was still rolling his hands in the bag with his head down, so Yang Luo yelled.

This sound startled Matsumoto.

Maybe it was a guilty conscience, Matsumoto Junichiro suddenly exclaimed: "Huh?"

Yang Luo stepped forward in a hurry, but found that his bag was opened, and Matsumoto was searching for something inside. Seeing this, Yang Luo couldn't help being furious.

"Who is allowed to open my bag, what do you want?" Yang Luo yelled at Matsumoto, and everyone in the locker room looked back in an instant.

"I was wrong." Junichi Matsumoto emphasized.

Since everyone's luggage was issued by the team uniformly, and they looked exactly the same, Yang Luo really couldn't find anything wrong with Matsumoto's reason, but the way Matsumoto was looking for things in a panic just now was clearly very strange, and it seemed deliberate.

But when other people in the locker room heard Matsumoto's explanation, someone immediately said, "Yang Luo, Matsumoto may have made a mistake. We all often make mistakes. Don't take it for granted."

Matsumoto nodded quickly after listening.

Face still needs to be given, Yang Luo smiled at the other teammates, but let alone Matsumoto, Yang Luo does not believe that Matsumoto really made a mistake, there must be some conspiracy.

It's just that time is running out now, and he doesn't have time to talk nonsense with him.

Yang Luo took out a football from the bag, glared at Matsumoto, then tied his jersey to the strap of the bag and ran out.

Outside the stadium, there are huge crowds of people, many fans are still reluctant to leave, and there are still many players and media staying in the stadium.

Yang Luo quickly ran to coach Yin, but there were a few more figures in front of coach Yin at this time.

"Coach Yin." Yang Luo ran over with the football, handed it to Coach Yin and said, "This football has a deep meaning, it was used by Real Madrid coach Zidane, and it has his autograph , I believe Xiaohao will like it."

Coach Yin was a little surprised. He didn't expect the ball to have such a history, so he nodded: "Okay, Xiaohao will definitely like it. I thank you for him." The white-haired old man said, "Yang Luo, do you know this guy?"

In fact, Yang Luo ran out of the locker room and saw two people standing beside Coach Yin.

One is wearing a sun hat, with white temples, dark blue eyes, and a high nose bridge. He exudes a gentleman's demeanor from top to bottom. He is a foreigner, and standing next to him is a young Chinese man wearing glasses. People, it should be a foreigner's translator, but Yang Luo really doesn't know this old man.

When Yang Luo looked confused, the old man stretched out his hand and said, "Hi Yang Luo, I'm Lippi."

(End of this chapter)