Chapter 327 The sour smell of love

Author: clear and lofty

Chapter 327 The sour smell of love

Facing the microphone suddenly stretched out in front of him, not only Liu Fanshu was confused, but the audience watching the live broadcast also looked puzzled at first, but soon understood what was going on, and most of China quickly entered the eating

Melon pattern.

It's a pity that most Chinese people don't understand what reporter Waiguo is saying, and Liu Fanshu herself relies on her words to make a living, and her answers are impeccable. It is destined that no one will get any breaking news from her.

After finally finishing the interview, the crowd finally slowly dispersed. Liu Fanshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Yang Feng angrily.

Yang Feng chuckled and said, "I saw it."

Liu Fanshu was confused, "What did you see?"

"Someone is paying attention to me."

"That's what you competed with first."

"But you responded," Yang Feng said, "so you are my girlfriend now."

"... all the girls in the stands are comparing themselves to you. Are they all your girlfriends?"

Yang Feng looked thoughtful, "If you don't mind, it's not impossible."

Liu Fanshu raised the microphone and said, "Look for a fight!"

The scene was filled with the sour smell of love. The cameraman looked at the camera he had just turned off and was debating whether to turn it on again and capture the two of them flirting.

He Shi walked down from the commentary table, looked at the two of them, winked at Yang Feng and said, "You're quite capable, you can hit with straight punches! So you two are... done?"

Yang Feng said: "It should be done."

Liu Fanshu was so embarrassed that he pushed him into the tunnel. Yang Feng leaned on his back and said as he walked: "I made an appointment with San Shi to get together at my house tonight."

He Shi said: "I know."

The two came to the entrance of the players' tunnel. Liu Fanshu was about to go back, but Yang Feng suddenly reached back and pulled her in. When she pressed against the wall of the tunnel, there was a bang.

Liu Fanshu looked around guiltily and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one was around. Then he glared at him coquettishly, "Are you a hooligan?"

"How can kissing one's own girlfriend be called a hooligan?"

"You...um..."

There was the sound of footsteps, and Yang Feng pressed a kiss on her lips before reluctantly letting go.

Liu Fanshu helped him wipe off the lipstick marks and scratched his nose, "It stinks so much, why don't you go wash it off quickly?"

"Well, see you later."

When I returned to the locker room, a group of people immediately gathered around me.

Akun smiled strangely and said: "Guys, in order to celebrate someone's being single, I decided to hold a party at home tomorrow. All non-single people are welcome to attend."

"Okay," Yang Feng said, "We will go to Japan tomorrow, and you can have a party at home."

"Huh?" Akun had obviously forgotten about this, "Damn, I forgot, we have to play in the Club World Cup."

Someone immediately showed a silvery smile and said, "You can hold the party in Japan. I remember there are many special programs there."

"Yes, let's celebrate the championship by the way!"

"That's a great idea, I'm going to fight ten that day!"

Even the Club World Cup can be forgotten, naturally because the only ones that can really get their attention now are the Premier League and the Champions League. The other championships are not as fresh as before. After winning it once, the feeling is just like that. Not only does it not have much sense of achievement, but it is also tiring and tiring.

, the gain outweighs the loss.

Well, there is also an FA Cup.

This is the only club championship that Yang Feng has not won. Many new fans who only started to care about football after Yang Feng became famous think that this event is the highest honor in football, and they cleverly compare it with domestic table tennis.

Comparable to football champions...

Yang Feng took a bath comfortably, declined Pei Gong's request to attend the post-game press conference, picked up Wu Sanshi and returned home.

As soon as they entered the door, they were naturally startled by the birds and animals in the yard.

He Shi was stunned and said: "Did you bring the zoo to your home?"

"I learned from those rich people in the Middle East," Yang Feng said, "If you don't smoke, drink or gamble, you have to find some hobbies to pass the time."

Wu Sanshi discovered a new highlight, "Oh, these lions and tigers can also play football?"

"Don't even look at who raised it."

"You don't usually train with them, right?"

"Would you know if you go up and try it?"

"It looks quite fun," Wu Sanshi was really moved, "If you don't try it, you will die, right?"

"I remember that Ronaldinho used to train with his own dogs. You are even more outrageous. You actually trained with these guys..." He Shi shook his head, "Can we take pictures?"

"casual."

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he wrote to Liu Fan: "I'm going to the physical therapy room to recover. You can entertain me first."

Everyone's meaningful glances immediately came over.

Liu Fanshu felt like he was stepping on clouds that day, and he was in a state of ups and downs, no less so than this time. Luo Luo said generously: "You go ahead, I'll take them to visit at will first."

"Well, the kitchen should be almost there, remember to go and take a look."

"good."

Wu Sanshi's attention immediately shifted, "Brother Feng, take me to see your hyperbaric oxygen chamber and nitrogen freezing chamber?"

"Let's go."

The camera guy quickly raised his hand, "Can we take some pictures later?"

Yang Feng is notoriously low-key and difficult to interview outside the court. Everyone is very interested in his private life. Every day, there are countless tabloid reporters hiding outside waiting to dig through his trash can, just to find something.

Cigarette butts, cigarette butts, stun traps and the like.

When Duan Xuan led the team, the CCTV crew visited Yang Feng's home in Germany, but after arriving in Manchester, Yang Feng became more and more mysterious. If it weren't for Liu Fanshu's blessing, they probably wouldn't be able to enter Yang Feng's house today.

In the villa, it is natural to seize the opportunity to take more shots.

Yang Feng took it easy and quickly took Wu Sanshi to the physical therapy room.

After dinner, the guests and the host had a great time. After the meal, He Shi, Wu Sanshi and others left first. Yang Feng and Liu Fan returned her to the hotel after reading for a while.

The days ahead are long, don’t be in a hurry.

The next day, CCTV's live broadcast team also went to Japan to continue broadcasting the Manchester City game.

In the previous opening match of the Club World Cup, Japan's Hiroshima Sanfrecce Football Club defeated Oceania champion Auckland City Football Club 2-0 and successfully qualified.

In the quarter-finals, the Guangzhou Evergrande Taobao team fought back after conceding a goal first, and finally relied on the winning goal in the 54th minute and stoppage time to successfully eliminate the Mexican American team and enter the semi-finals.

In another quarter-final match that followed, Hiroshima Sanfrecce defeated African champion Mazembe Football Club 3-0 and also secured a spot in the semi-finals.

The other two semi-finals are Champions League champion Manchester City and South American Copa Libertadores champion River Plate.

In the first game of the semi-finals, River Plate defeated Sanfrecce Hiroshima 1-0 and took the lead in entering the final.

The second game of the semi-finals will be between the Guangzhou Evergrande Taobao team and the late Manchester City. There is no doubt that this is another Chinese derby.

The lobby of Yokohama Haneda Airport in Japan was crowded with people. Countless media reporters and fans who flocked from all over Japan gathered here.

When the Manchester City players walked out under the leadership of Pellegrini, the audience burst into warm applause and screams.

Flash lights flashed crazily, and cheers like a roaring tsunami echoed in my ears.

The fans, especially the female fans, were jumping up and down with excitement.

Even the reporters who were used to big battles were stunned.

Manchester City, from the coach to the players, all wore dark blue suits with the team logo printed on them. Although they were not as handsome as Real Madrid and Milan in the past, they were very lethal with the tall and straight figures of the players.

The loudest voice in the audience was naturally Yang Feng.

Even he himself didn't expect that he would be so popular in Japan.

At first, everyone was friendly in signing autographs and saying hello, but as the crowd grew larger and larger, the scene was getting ready to get out of control, and airport staff hurried over to protect everyone as they walked out.

From getting off the plane to getting on the bus, no one was interviewed, but after arriving at the hotel, Pellegrini, Kompany and Yang Feng were still taken out as representatives to attend the pre-match press conference.

Their opponents in the next game, the Guangdong Evergrande Taobao team, watched the live broadcast and laughed.

They are the Asian champions, but when they first arrived here, the fans who picked them up at the airport only had two or three kittens, and there were even more reporters than fans...

There is an eight-hour difference between the UK and Japan, and the three of them just want to catch up on the jet lag, so Pellegrini seemed a little out of sorts and answered questions absent-mindedly.

"...My impression of Japan? Very good, the fans are very enthusiastic...Will they send all the main players? It depends on the status of the players...The goal? Of course it is the championship..."

Pellegrini was just an appetizer. After the old man was taken care of, all the problems began to be directed at Yang Feng. As for Kompany, let him cool off.

"Hello Yang, I heard that you are very talented in languages. In addition to your native Chinese, you are also proficient in German and English. Do you know Japanese?"
To be continued...