Early the next morning, the red Liverpool bus arrived downstairs. A group of Liverpool players carried their luggage downstairs and were about to go to Boryspil Airport to return to Liverpool.
In front of the hotel, the media gathered, but there were no fans. Many Liverpool fans had already returned home early last night to prepare for the upcoming carnival.
In order to track the carnival in Liverpool, a total of four domestic media dispatched live broadcast teams to follow Liverpool's journey back home and the parade of people's carnival after returning to Liverpool.
"Moyang!!!"
"He's down!!!"
Seeing Mo Yang walking out of the airport with a pink suitcase, countless domestic reporters exclaimed, and then they all burst into laughter. Damn it, this suitcase is so eye-catching.
"Uncle Wei!!!"
Seeing Wei Bowen armed with long guns and short cannons, Mo Yang walked over directly. As soon as he stood still, more than a dozen long guns and short cannons were fired at his face.
"Mo Yang, as the first Chinese player to truly win the Champions League, what do you want to say to the domestic fans?" An unknown domestic media outlet was the first to interview.
Upon hearing this, reporters from Wei Bowen, LeTV and PP frowned. This issue was a bit sensitive.
Strictly speaking, Mo Yang is not the first Chinese player to win the Champions League.
But there is nothing wrong with what this reporter said. Mo Yang is indeed the first Chinese player to truly win the Champions League.
Not for nothing!
Hearing this, Mo Yang smiled at the somewhat wretched-looking male reporter and said: "First of all, I am not the first player to win the Champions League, Mr. Dong is the first Chinese player to win the Champions League!
"
After finishing speaking, Mo Yang did not give Brother Wuxiao a chance to continue speaking. He smiled and said: "I saw many of our compatriots at the scene last night. I want to thank them here. It is with their support that we can
I persisted until the end!”
Mo Yang's answer was very official, but his face was so sincere that it was impossible to fault him at all. Wei Bowen on the side was amused in his heart, and secretly thought that this little guy had also learned a bad lesson!
That third-rate reporter’s question was actually a deliberate attempt to dig a small hole.
He was really afraid that Mo Yang would jump down accidentally.
The first Chinese player to win the Champions League was actually Dong Fangzhuo.
But he was lying on his back!
As for Mo Yang, from the group stage to the finals, in addition to rotation, he has been the indispensable and absolute core of the team. Now he is a veritable champion midfielder, the best player in the Champions League this season and the assist leader.
Although Dong Fangzhuo has retired for many years, he is still very well-known as the most popular young overseas player in China.
Once Mo Yang admits this title of No. 1, there will definitely be some controversy, which shows that this reporter has impure motives.
Next, Wei Bowen and others pushed the reporter to the back and asked questions about the World Cup before letting Mo Yang leave.
But when Mo Yang got into the car, for some reason, he stepped on the ground and fell down, causing a burst of good-natured laughter.
Klopp, who was following behind, was also happy, but soon his brows furrowed.
"Yang! Are you feeling unwell?" Klopp asked after getting in the car and driving away Salah who was sitting next to Mo Yang.
"No!" Mo Yang's face was stunned, and then his eyes began to wander, "Sir, thank you for your concern, but I am fine, my condition has never been better!"
Klopp opened his mouth, but was pulled over by Salah from behind.
"Hahaha……"
After whispering to Salah in the back row, Klopp suddenly burst into laughter, looking at Mo Yang with a look that sounded like a joke.
Mo Yang's face suddenly turned red! He jumped up and gave Salah a backhand blow, "Shut up! Otherwise, don't even think about receiving my pass again!"
Salah covered his head and leaned on his seat. Although he was grinning in pain, he was laughing so hard that tears almost came down his face.
He and Mo Yang were in the same room, so he could probably guess the whereabouts of Mo Yang, who stayed away all night last night.
The three people's quarrel immediately attracted the attention of Henderson and others!
"Watt? You said Yang didn't return to the room yesterday?"
"Haha... I know why Yang keeps wrestling today!"
"The first time I came out of the room, Yang fell down next to me. He told me that the floor was too slippery!"
“In the lobby Yang said the carpet was uneven!”
"Didn't a stone on the ground hit him?"
"Ha ha……"
Hearing Henderson, Van Dijk, Alisson and others getting together and teasing each other, Mo Yang, who was blushing, rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "That bitch is so cruel!"
But when he thought of that wonderful night last night, and the weeping murmurs that seemed to still linger in his ears, Mo Yang's heart beat faster and he calmly crossed his legs.
"Yang! Why are your legs so weak!!!!!"
"Yang! How are your legs so weak!!!!!"
At this moment, all the players on the bus seemed to have reached an agreement and stood up together, laughing and cheering Mo Yang in the first row!
"I'm stupid!" Mo Yang laughed angrily, jumped up from his seat, bared his teeth and claws and rushed directly into the crowd in the middle and back rows. He was killed instantly, and was put flat in the last row. The crowd held down his limbs and forced him to confess.
Looking at the commotion among the players, Klopp narrowed his eyes with a smile.
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At the same time, the Chinese restaurant of Hilton Hotel in Jipu.
Mo Xiangdong, Bai Weidong, and Xiao Hongwen were changing cups at the dining table, and the topic was still last night's game.
"Has Mo Yang returned to England?" Xiao Hongwen raised his glass of wine and gestured to Mo Xiangdong.
Mo Xiangdong clinked glasses with Xiao Hongwen, shook his head and said: "After the game last night, I said that I would rush back to Liverpool with the team early this morning to participate in the celebration ceremony prepared by the Liverpool City Hall!"
"When will you return to China?" Bai Weidong interrupted.
"Tomorrow! Fly directly from Liverpool to BJ and join the team to prepare for the World Cup!"
"That's the only bad thing about professional players. Once they get busy, they don't even have time to meet their families!" Xiao Hongwen sighed with emotion.
Bai Weidong glanced sideways at Bai Lele, who was feasting on a meal at the table next to him, and said with a look of displeasure: "That's not necessarily the case. Look at my family, they eat nothing, can't do anything, and they can't even kick a ball."
Hearing this unique complaint, Xiao Hongwen almost spit out his drink.
"Fuck you, how can you say that about a child! Didn't Lele also win the FA Cup this year?" Mo Xiangdong was also amused, "I was supposed to come over, but it seems like there is some kind of ladder in the team.
, I saw it was already early in the morning, so I told him to stop fussing!"
"Guo Guo is here!" At this moment, Xiao Weiyang, who had a mouth full of rice grains on the dining table, suddenly said.
"puff!!!!"
"Ahem..."
Xiao Di, who was drinking chicken soup, sprayed all over the table, choking and coughing like crazy.
"This kid! What are you in a hurry for a meal?" Wang Rong smiled and glared at Xiao Di, then handed over a tissue.
"Yao Mei, have you Guo Guo been here?" Bai Weidong was startled.
"It's a duck! I even hooked up with him!" Xiao Weiyang continued to hit him.
"What are you doing with Googou?" Mo Xiangdong looked at his daughter curiously.
"You can't tell others that Guo Guo came out of sister's room in the morning!" Xiao Weiyang raised her head and looked at her father with her big, childlike eyes, then buried her head and continued to cook.
"puff!!!"
"puff!!!!"
"Ha ha……"
Hearing this, Bai Lele from another table next to him was the first to spit on his rice, followed by Lu Han and others.
As for Xiao Hongwen, his face immediately turned dark!
He seemed to hear a sad song of plum blossoms playing in his ears.
Xiao Di's ears were as red as a red-hot iron, and his face, which was extraordinarily pretty today, was deeply embedded in the soup bowl on the table.
Zheng Li and Chen Yao looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes. They had known it since they woke up early in the morning.
Mo Weiyang had just finished blackmailing Mo Yang and made a series of unequal treaties, then returned to the house and sold Mo Yang cleanly.
As people who have been there, they noticed that Xiaodi was walking a little awkwardly when they woke up in the morning, so one can imagine what happened last night.
Wang Rong on the side also stared at Xiao Di with a funny face and reminded: "If you lower it any lower, your face will be full of soup!"
She thought it was nothing. After all, her daughter would get married when she got older, but she felt a little sad in her heart that time really doesn't leave anyone behind.
"I'm full! You guys eat slowly!" Xiao Di raised his head with great enthusiasm, his face full of red clouds.
When passing by Xiao Weiyang, he directly took the little traitor away. There is a price to pay for rebellion.
"Hey duck! Let me go duck! Let me go duck! I haven't had enough duck yet!"
"There is fried meat with bamboo shoots in my sister's room. It's full! It's delicious!" Xiao Di said fiercely.
Looking at Xiao Di's panic-stricken back, everyone was happy.
"It's okay, in-laws. Although you lost a good cabbage, our family also lost a big fat pig that we have raised for more than 20 years!"
"Exchanging pigs for cabbage, you won't lose money!!" Bai Weidong said happily.
