Fox in the Penalty Area

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Hulay finally got rid of Soren Gribsch's entanglement.

He went straight to his head coach Parotti, where was the "square" of the Madrid Pirates.

But he was stopped by Parotti: "What are you doing, Hu?"

The old Italian man looked at him with a smile.

"I want to sit down..." Hu Lai pointed to the chair.

"Do you see your name on the back?" Parotti patted the back of the seat.

Hu Lai turned his head and saw that there really wasn't one!

"Uh..." He was stunned for a moment.

"Your seat is in the front." Parotti pointed to the front. "This year's awards ceremony has been changed. All ten male and female Golden Globe nominees will sit at the front."

Hu Lai looked over and saw Li Qingqing sitting in the first row of seats.

"Sorry, sorry..." Hu Lai apologized to the head coach, turned around and left.

"You don't need to apologize to me...ha!" Behind him, Parotti laughed.

When Hu Lai walked to the front row and looked for his seat one by one, Li Qingqing stared at him from his seat until he came to her.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you are here too." Hu Lai pretended to greet Li Qingqing.

"Where is your seat?" Li Qingqing pointed in the direction about four seats away from her.

"Thank you, thank you!" Hu Lai said goodbye to his girlfriend and looked for her one by one. Sure enough, he saw his name tag on the back of the chair.

Then he looked curiously at who the seat next to him belonged to.

"Merry Banega"

Well, UEFA, you are such a dog...

Look at the other side:

"Mark Becker"

UEFA, you are such a dog ×2

Hu Lai looked at the empty seats and really wanted to move his seat next to Li Qingqing. It's not that he's afraid of the two people around him, it's mainly that he doesn't want UEFA's trick... to succeed.

But just when he was about to put it into action, a curious voice sounded next to him:

"What are you doing, Hu?"

Hu Lai, who had just raised his chair, turned around and saw Kabangka with a confused look on his face.

And because of Kabangka’s voice, everyone around him looked at him.

Everyone looked at Hu Lai holding the chair and stopped talking.

This also includes Li Qingqing.

Hu Lai grinned: "Well, let me see if this chair is heavy... ha."

Then he put his chair down again and clapped his hands: "It's okay, it's a bit heavy."

Kabangka had a weird smile on his face: "You don't want to be caught between Meili and Becker, right?"

"Nonsense!"

Hu Lai scolded him righteously and sternly, and then settled old and new scores together: "I called you outside just now, why did you pretend to turn a blind eye?"

The smile on Kabangka's face froze, and then he asked in confusion: "Really? Did you call me just now? Ah, sorry, Hu. I didn't hear it at all."

"Haha, stop pretending. As soon as I called you, you sped away. It's obvious that you were afraid of facing Gribusch."

Kabangka retorted: "Aren't you also afraid of him?"

"Hey, who said I'm afraid of him? Didn't you see me chatting and laughing with him? I called you just to ask you to join us in our pleasant chat."

Kabangkapi smiled but said: "Is he trying to persuade you to join Blue and White Munich in the future?"

"I rejected him."

"Don't worry, he won't give up easily. Don't you know that Soren Gribsch has a nickname called 'Rubber Glue'? Don't think about getting rid of him easily," Kabangka said.

Hu Lai frowned slightly: "I thought that nickname was to describe his troublesome defense on the court..."

"Of course not. He is not a defensive midfielder. This nickname was thought up by someone who was bothered by him."

Hu Lai thought about Gribusch's tenacity in persuading people to join the Blue and White Munich, and nodded in agreement.

"But if you really get tired of staying in La Liga in the future, you can really consider going to Blue and White Munich. If you really want to collect the five major league championships..." Kabangka said.

Hu Lai reacted: "I've been talking for a long time, are you waiting for me here? I went to Germany, so you can become king in Spain?"

Kabangka smiled slightly: "You are overthinking, Hu. Do you know why I came to Catalonia from Manchester United?"

"Because you want to be tortured?"

Kabangka rolled his eyes at Hu Lai and was too lazy to say anything more to him. He left with just one sentence:

"See you in the third round of the league."

In the third round of the league, Madrid Pirates will face Catalonia United at home.

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The camera panned over the players sitting in the front row one by one.

He Feng introduced to everyone: "These are the players who have been selected into the final ten candidates for the men's and women's Golden Globe Awards. They all hope to compete for the Golden Globe Award..."

Every player who appears on camera is smiling.

It was only when Hu Lai arrived that his painting style suddenly became a little different - he covered his mouth with his hand, tilted his head and was saying something to Melly.

"Hu Lai is communicating with Meili. It seems that the relationship between the two is quite good. It is not as tense as the outside rumors..."

Melly kept a polite smile in the camera. When the camera moved away from him, he covered his mouth with his hand, frowned and asked Hu Lai: "What are you doing?"

"Ah? Don't I want to show the public that we have a good relationship? Do you want to see our fans scolding each other on the Internet every day?"

Mellie was speechless.

Of course he knew that his fans and Hu Lai's fans didn't get along, but he really didn't think of hiding it like this.

"Or do you really hate me too?" Hu Lai asked again when he saw his silence.

Melly said: "I can't say I like him anyway."

"That's normal. I don't expect you to like me, right? But you have to do the superficial work. You see, I was chatting and laughing with Kabangka just now, and it didn't stop us from breaking our heads in the game, right?"

Melly felt that Hu Lai was right, so he nodded in agreement.

There must be a distinction between off-court and off-court.

"Great, we have reached an agreement on this issue. I really want to shake your hand right there to commemorate this moment."

Mellie will also smile.

He thinks Hu Lai off the court looks much cuter than Hu Lai on the court.

"So I've got a question, Mellie, can I ask you?"

"what is the problem?"

"Just look... you are twenty-six years old, why don't you even have a girlfriend?"

"..."

The smile on Melly's face froze. He now felt that Hu Lai off the court was ten thousand times more annoying than Hu Lai on the court!

He turned his head and ignored this annoying guy.

He Feng looked at Hu Lai, who was chatting and laughing with Meili during the broadcast, and said with emotion: "The two of them are still chatting, chatting so happily, it really makes people wonder what they are talking about... Ha! Such a harmonious scene is really rare. !”

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The grand finale of the awards ceremony is the announcement of the men's and women's Golden Globe Awards.

There is no suspense about the women's football team. Li Qingqing has won this honor for two consecutive years.

She led the Madrid Kings women's football team to complete the "Triple Crown" this past season - the Women's Spanish Super League title, the Women's Copa del Rey title and the Women's Champions League title.

It can be said that in the world of women's football, she is the well-deserved number one superstar.

When receiving the award, she thanked her as usual, but in the end she didn't say anything like "Hu Lai, I'm here waiting for you" like she did last year.

"What does this mean? It means there is no need to wait! This year's Golden Globe Award must go to our son!"

Xie Lan was in front of the TV and slapping his thighs excitedly.

After the Women's Football Ballon d'Or is awarded, it's time to award the most important award.

Xie Lan sat upright in front of the TV and murmured: "It's coming, it's coming..."

He Feng was also saying on the TV: "The next thing to be announced is the winner of the 2028-202 football team... I know that this is the moment that everyone is most looking forward to. Compared with Li Qingqing's no suspense, the situation of the men's football team is slightly different. …”

A short video composed of some highlights from last season of the ten candidates began to play.

After the short video was played, the names and photos of the ten candidates appeared side by side on the big screen.

The photos of three of the people were enlarged until only the three of them occupied the entire big screen.

These are the players selected for the final three list. They have been determined to receive a trophy. The only suspense is the quality of the trophy.

The three people who entered the final "finals" this year are Hulay who plays for Madrid Pirates, Mellie Banega who plays for Madrid Kings, and Mark Becker who plays for Blue and White Munich.

Kabangka failed to make the final list of three players due to his mediocre performance last season.

He has failed to enter the top three for the European Ballon d'Or for two consecutive years, and it is indeed time to make some changes.

"This year's Golden Globe Awards ceremony is different from previous years and has made some adjustments." He Feng said.

Last year, after the short film was released, the names and photos of ten people were fixed on the big screen.

Until the host announces all the winning results, only three people's photos will be left on the big screen.

Now, in this way, the suspense of which three people will definitely win the trophy is revealed in advance, allowing everyone to focus all their attention on the quality of the trophy.

Last year, Chinese fans were worried that Hu Lai might not make the top three, but now they no longer have such worries.

However, some people are still worried that Hu Lai will not win the Golden Globe Award...

He Feng still said: "This is the second consecutive year that Hu Lai has entered the top three of the Ballon d'Or. Let's not talk about the final result. This also shows that Hu Lai is already the world's top player..."

When the host re-emerged from the side of the stage holding the envelope, the television broadcast gave him a close-up of the envelope in his hand.

Everyone knows that the ownership of the Golden Globe Award is written there.

"I really want to review the performance of these three players last season, but I know that everyone is not interested in listening to me nagging on stage, so I will be more straightforward..." the host pointed with a smile. Pointing to the big screen behind him, he opened the envelope in full view of everyone.

He looked at the opened envelope in his hand and did not read the name immediately, but paused.

This pause stopped the breathing of countless fans in front of the TV.

The TV broadcast gave a close-up shot of Hulay, Melly and Becker in the same frame.

The expressions of the three people in the shot were not nervous, and they were relatively natural.

Perhaps because the suspense is really not very high, the host's deliberately titillating approach is of no use to the three parties involved.

Everyone saw their performance last season, and they know very well whether they can win the award.

If a player who scores 95 goals in a single season (calculated according to the statistical standards of European media) and wins the Triple Crown cannot win the European Ballon d'Or, then how can this award be qualified to flaunt its authority and fairness?

After a brief deliberate pause, the host smiled and read out the name:

"Hu-lai!"