Fox in the Penalty Area

"Holley"

Yan Jing looked at the two words that Hu Lai signed in her notebook.

The handwriting is scribbled, but compared with the signatures of other stars, it is very neat.

At the very least, it can be recognized that it is indeed "Hu Lai", not some other ghostly symbols.

It can also be seen from this that Hu Lai did not find someone to design his signature.

Deng Dexiang next to him was squeezing his double chin very hard, his mouth opened involuntarily, and at the same time he glanced down, the black eyeballs were almost invisible, and there were large whites in the eye sockets.

"What are you doing?" Seeing his strange appearance, Qin Qi couldn't help asking. "Are you imitating Hawking?"

"No, brother seven...I'm...looking at the...signature on my t-shirt...hey..." Deng Dexiang said while continuing to maintain this posture.

"Good guy, it's more like cerebral palsy..." Qin Qi complained.

Then he took out his mobile phone, took a photo of Deng Dexiang, and showed it to him. Pointing to Hu Lai's signature on the chest of his T-shirt: "The signature is here, I didn't run away."

Yan Jing noticed the strange appearance of Deng Dexiang in the photo, and said excitedly: "Brother Seven, pass the photo to me!"

"Get lost!" Deng Dexiang waved away Yan Jing, and begged Qin Qi to delete the photo.

The three young men were arguing, and Qin Qi's cell phone rang again.

"Brother Hu sent the group photo."

When Qin Qi said this, Yan Jing and Deng Dexiang immediately stopped fighting and came together to have a look.

After downloading the original picture, Qin Qi turned the phone screen sideways, and the pictures of the three of them surrounded by Hu Lai and Li Qingqing behind the railing filled the screen.

In the photo, Deng Dexiang secretly made a "v" behind Hu Lai.

"That's great!" Yan Jing exclaimed.

"Well, that's great." Deng Dexiang nodded in agreement.

Then they said to Qin Qi: "Brother Qi, please send us the photo quickly, we want to send it to Moments!"

After Qin Qi sent them the photos, they began to work on their phones.

Yan Jing also asked Deng Dexiang: "Hey, what do you think I should write?"

"What to write?" Deng Dexiang pondered for a while, "Just write that this is the closest you are to the Golden Globes!"

Yan Jing said angrily: "Damn it, you curse me!"

"Why is this cursing you? Do you really think you can win the Golden Globe in the future?"

"Eh? That's right..." Yan Jing reacted.

Golden Globes, how is that possible? Impossible in this lifetime...

He bowed his head again and began to write the copywriting for Moments according to Deng Dexiang's idea.

He can almost imagine how many people will like this circle of friends and how many envious and jealous comments he will receive.

scenery!

I, Yan Jing, have never been so beautiful in my life!

I envy them to death! Ha ha!

Seeing the two younger brothers lower their heads and press the phone screen, Qin Qi suddenly said, "Why not?"

"Ah?" Deng Dexiang stopped and looked up at Qin Qi.

"How is this the closest we are to the Golden Globes? Why can't we also walk in through that gate in the future?"

Qin Qi pointed at the end of the red carpet. There was a door there, and inside the door was a magnificent hall.

There are plenty of people, and countless celebrities and superstars gather here. They can still be vaguely seen outside greeting and chatting with each other.

"Of course it is difficult to win the Ballon d'Or, but it is not only for the Ballon d'Or to participate. The best team in the Champions League, the best team in the Europa League, the best young player candidate...you can all participate.

When we can go in, even if we sit in the audience, it will be closer to the Ballon d'Or than it is now, right? "Qin Qi asked the two of them.

"Ah?" This time it was Yan Jing's turn to look up at Qin Qi who had just finished posting to Moments.

Deng Dexiang slapped his thigh: "Seventh brother is right, I know what to post in my circle of friends!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and deleted the sentence typed out on his mobile phone, and typed it again.

He played very fast, and it didn't take long for Moments to be posted:

"I felt the atmosphere of the European Golden Globe Awards up close. One day, I will stand on this red carpet!"

"I rely on Deng Dexiang and you..."

Yan Jing looked at her copywriting "This is the closest I've been to the Golden Globes", and immediately felt that she had become a "bird", while Deng Dexiang looked like a "grand swan" against her background.

So he immediately deleted his circle of friends, copied Deng Dexiang's copy directly, and reposted it.

"Yan Jing, you plagiarized! You must treat me!"

"What kind of guest? This is your compensation for giving me an idea!"

There were cheers again at the scene...or, in fact, the cheers never stopped.

Football stars and legends continued to arrive, and then walked through the red carpet amidst cheers and flashing lights, and entered the brightly lit main venue.

Qin Qi didn't post on Moments, he just looked at the world inside the gate from a distance.

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"Eyes staring like copper bells..."

Hearing that Hu Lai was still humming, Li Qingqing asked, "Are you in a good mood? Is it because you met Xiao Qi?"

She knew that when Hu Lai was in Jincheng, he and Qin Qi were neighbors, and they often played football together.

"Yes. I knew before that Xiaoqi came to Frankfurt White Hart, but there was no news about him, so I knew he was in the youth team. Seeing him now is completely different from when he was in Jincheng. It's a lot taller, and the person is darker and stronger." Hu Lai said with a smile. "But what's more important is not seeing Xiao Qi, but also seeing those two."

"Yan Jing, Deng Dexiang?"

"Bronze bell—" Hu Lai answered it naturally.

"Are you happy because their names are so stalking?" Li Qingqing was speechless.

"Of course not." Hu Lai shook his head quickly. "I didn't expect other Chinese players to play here besides Qin Qi."

"Didn't it be said in the news? The country has now sent many players to Europe to train and play football through various channels..."

"What I see on the news is different from what I see with my own eyes. What I see in the news always feels far away from me. Now I see them right in front of my eyes, and I feel..." Hu Lai said Here, he frowned and thought about it, and then said to Li Qingqing again.

"I feel that Chinese football will definitely get better and better in the future."

Li Qingqing nodded suddenly: "This is indeed something to be happy about."

The conversations between them were faithfully recorded verbatim by the cameras that followed them.

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Not long after entering the hall, Li Qingqing was dragged away by other female football players, leaving Hu Lai alone.

Just then he heard a voice behind him.

"Hi Hu."

Hou Lai looked back to see the blue and white Munich captain Søren Gribusch greeting him.

"Hi, Mr. Gribusch." Hu Lai quickly reached out to the other party.

"It's a bit of a name for you. It's a pity that you didn't come to Blue and White Munich this summer..." Gribusch said while shaking Hu Lai's hand slightly.

Hu Lai was at a loss: "What, big brother? Why didn't I come to Blue and White Munich? I won't come at all, okay!"

"It doesn't matter." Gribusch still had a smile on his face. "Football is round, Huh, so is the football world. Maybe you will wear blue and white jerseys in the future?"

"And then sing 'only you' with you?" Hu Lai continued.

Gribusch was a little puzzled: "Why did you sing 'only you'?"

Hu Lai waved his hand: "That's not important. Brother, I am very grateful to the Blue and White Munich fans for giving me a standing ovation when I broke the record, but this does not mean that I will go to Blue and White Munich... These are two different things."

"I know, Hu. But when you decide to leave the pirates and go back on the road, you will think more about the name of Blue and White Munich. Everything that happened at the Iron Dome that day is meaningful." Gribusch did not express Objected, but still persisted in persuading Hu Lai to consider Blue and White Munich.

Hou Lai finally understood why he was stopped by Kabanka when he participated in the UEFA awards ceremony for the second time.

So he also began to look around, hoping to find someone to rescue him.

He soon saw Kabanka, and he shouted happily: "Hi Kabanka! See you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Kabanka walking past him quickly, as if he didn't hear his voice at all.

"...you're so happy. Uh..."

Gribusch followed him to look at Kabanka, and sighed at the same time: "It's a pity that he won't join the Blue and White Munich."

Seeing this, Hu Lai immediately turned on fire: "Why are you so sure? Catalan United's results last season were disappointing. I've heard about it. Some people criticized Kabanka and said that the team would have the same result without him... They dug yours, and you can also dig their corners."

"But this year they changed the coach. Did you watch their first league match? 3:0, Kabanka scored two goals." Gribusch said.

"What's the matter? Merry scored a hat-trick."

"There was a clear change, Hu. Kabanka became the main scorer at Catalan. They took Van der Stern from us, they were ambitious."

"I didn't expect you, a Bundesliga player, to be so insightful about our La Liga affairs."

"If you don't know what's going on with your competitors, how can you poach their corners?" Gribusch said confidently.

"..."

Hu Lai lowered his head and gave Gribus a thumbs up.

"Brother, new bee."

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