Chapter 331 I finally met him! [Change 1, ask for a subscription monthly ticket]
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Chen Ai Ting
Chapter 331 I finally met him! [The first change, please subscribe to the monthly pass]
When the players of the two teams were training, the fans in the stands also entered the stadium one after another.
Ibrahimovic, Van der Vaart, Sneijder and other Ajax players also walked into the stadium at the same time. This time even Ajax captain Garasek and number one center Charisteas and others came.
The arrival of Ajax caused a warm welcome from the fans at the Gougenwald Stadium.
Amsterdam and Utrecht are only [-] to [-] kilometers away. They made a special trip to cheer for their teammate Yang Yang.
The movements in the stands naturally also attracted the attention of the players on the field, Yang Yang waved to these teammates from afar.
"Come on! Brother, kick hard and kill Argentina!" Ibrahimovic shouted loudly.
"You can do it, come on, Yang Yang!"
"I support you, Yang Yang!"
"Don't give them any chance!"
This group of young players from Ajax also roared with great enthusiasm, even with a little provocation.
This made the Argentine fans on the opposite side of the stand feel dissatisfied, so they counterattacked one after another. On the other hand, the Dutch and Chinese fans cheered and cheered. As soon as they saw the Argentine fans counterattack, they immediately counterattacked their counterattack.
The unlucky Argentine fans were flanked by Dutch and Chinese fans. They were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers and momentum.
Before the game started, they lost one game first.
Seeing the fans suppressing the Argentine fans, Ibrahimovic laughed and felt very excited.
But when he was about to make trouble, Maxwell next to him lightly bumped his arm, hooked Vermaelen, Sneijder and the others, and pointed in a direction not far from them.
"Wow, Maxwell, have you started looking at beautiful women?"
"Don't tell me, you have good eyesight, so beautiful!"
"Pure school girl, the best."
"Better than those Hollywood female stars, it turns out that there are such beautiful girls in China."
Hearing that his teammates didn't pay attention to the point at all, Maxwell was depressed.
"Look carefully." He said, and he took out his mobile phone, which contained a photo.
Everyone leaned over one after another, saw the photo, and then looked at the Chinese girl not far away, the same person, what's going on?
Just when everyone was still puzzled, Nicholas Bendtner was the first to shout out, "Isn't this the girlfriend that Yang Yang hid so well?"
"Hush!" Maxwell immediately signaled him to keep his voice down. There were reporters and fans everywhere, so don't be too high-profile.
Bendtner immediately covered his mouth, and looked around again. Fortunately, the noise was loud, and he didn't notice what he shouted just now.
"She is Yang Yang's girlfriend?" Ibrahimovic's eyes widened.
Maxwell nodded hastily, "He doesn't admit it, but we guess, it must be."
"That's right, I chat on the Internet every night, and I often make phone calls. I even gave him a hand-knitted bracelet before. Yang Yang cares more than his sweetheart. He said no, do you believe it?" Vermaelen agreed.
Everyone shook their heads one after another, they definitely didn't believe it.
"But let's not talk about it, Yang Yang has a sharp eye. His girlfriend is so beautiful. No wonder the so-called school beauty of their school wrote him a love letter before. He didn't like it. Compared with her, can he read it?"
"Uh... Zlatan, that school belle is actually pretty good." Vermaelen lamented, "Compared with this, I really can't stand it."
It is true that there is no harm without comparison.
The group of young boys from Ajax got together and chattered, not caring at all about the upcoming game below the stands, but more concerned about Yang Yang's lifelong event.
Heitinga even used this to encourage Sneijder, "Look, even Yang Yang has found a girlfriend, and you are the only one in the team who hasn't left the singles yet. You can have some fun, Wesley."
Sneijder was speechless and wanted to cry.
But while everyone was talking, they all began to suspect, is such a beautiful girl really Yang Yang's girlfriend?
"Wow, I've been doing it for a long time, so you don't know anything." Ibrahimovic looked like I really look down on you guys.
"He hid it too tightly, and he refused to admit it."
"It seems that since I'm not around, you guys haven't improved at all." The Swede shook his head in disappointment, "If he doesn't admit it, you won't try to get him to admit it?"
"What can we do?" Maxwell said with an expression of "you can do what you want."
Not to mention, Ibrahimovic immediately stood up immediately, and ordered Maxwell, Vermaelen, Sneijder, and Maicon, who are especially close friends with Yang Yang, "You guys come with me."
As he said that, the Swedish center looked like a mafia boss, and walked straight over.
The location is not far away, just two steps away.
Ibrahimovic's height of nearly two meters is still very conspicuous even in the crowded stands, not to mention that there are Ajax players beside him, and people keep saying hello to them along the way.
This move quickly attracted the attention of Su Ye, Wei Zhen and others.
Soon, Ibrahimovic and others came to them.
Looking at it from a distance just now, I only thought Su Ye was very beautiful, but looking at it up close, it was even more beautiful.
Su Ye recognized these people and knew that they were Yang Yang's best teammates, so he immediately stood up, smiled generously, and asked, "Hi, what's the matter?"
This crisp and pleasant voice, this figure, and this temperament made Ibrahimovic's next question a little speechless.
When Maxwell and the others behind him saw him deflated, they immediately covered their faces and laughed.
The lethality of this superb beauty is so great that Ibrahimovic can't speak a word. This will definitely be another interesting talk for Ajax in the future. After retiring in the future, I can write it in my autobiography to brag about it.
"Huh?" Su Ye was a little curious.
"Uh, it's nothing, I just saw you and came here to say hello." Ibrahimovic was a little at a loss.
In fact, he didn't know how to talk to girls either, he was just talking nonsense.
"Well, yes, yes, we just came to say hello." This is Maxwell.
"Yang Yang often told us about you, but I didn't expect that you are much more beautiful in person than in the photos." Vermaelen spoke sweetly.
Su Ye blushed when she heard this, and she realized that these people must have misunderstood something.
Before she could argue, Ibrahimovic forced himself to calm down, remembering the purpose of his trip.
"Don't worry, when Yang Yang is in the Netherlands, we will help you to watch him, and he will definitely not let him mess around. Those school girls who wrote love letters to him, female stars who tried every means to hook him up, etc., will not have any chance."
When the Swede said that, the others immediately reacted and nodded.
"Yes, yes, yes, we will definitely not let him go to the red light district."
"In the Netherlands, he played football with all his heart, and he didn't even know how to pick up girls. He was pure!"
"I think he is a very secure boy. If I were a girl, I would definitely marry him."
"Wait, Douglas, did you say that? You are a man, and you are so black, Yang Yang is not interested in you."
"I mean what if."
"No if."
"Then you just said the red light district."
"I……"
Su Ye giggled when he heard it, and everyone around him stared straight at him, "He's really right."
"What did he say?" Ibrahimovic told him intuitively that what happened next was definitely not a good thing.
With Yang Yang's character, how can they be highly evaluated?
Su Ye also knew that they were used to fighting with each other, and they often made fun of each other. Once before, Maxwell and Vermaelen eavesdropped on Yang Yang's phone conversation. Yang Yang intentionally told them that there were two strange things on the phone to influence him to talk on the phone, and ended up arguing with Maxwell and Vermaelen for a while.
And Maxwell and Ibrahimovic will also make fun of their brothers in front of their wives and girlfriends, and they are used to it.
"I dare not say." Su Ye suppressed a snigger.
"Say, anyway, we're going to settle accounts with him." Maxwell also got excited.
"It's what you asked me to say." Su Ye deliberately kept things secret.
"Tell me, it's alright."
"He said, you are all a bunch of weirdos!"
After finishing speaking, Su Ye couldn't stop laughing.
Ibrahimovic and others retreated one after another.
From now on, in front of Su Ye, they don't expect to raise their heads to meet people!
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Argentine locker room.
After returning from the training ground, Messi was sitting in front of the closet, leaning against the cold closet, closing his eyes and thinking about his own affairs, while the other players in the locker room failed to take care of him, and were making final preparations before going on the field.
Psychiatrist Marcelo Raffi walked to Messi's side, sat down, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"
Messi opened his eyes, looked at Marcelo Raffi, and shook his head.
In the past, the Argentine National Youth Team was never equipped with a psychologist.
But before this World Youth Championship, the Argentine Football Association organized a [-]-day training camp. Messi and his roommate Aguero were not in a good mental state and were under a lot of pressure. Therefore, the national team coach Pekerman proposed to arrange a psychologist to let him approach the players of the National Youth Team.
At first, Messi was full of vigilance and wariness towards Marcelo Raffi, but gradually, he also realized the role of a psychologist.
During the training period of the national youth team, Marcelo Raffi has always played the role of soothing his soul.
When it came to the World Youth Championship, he had to communicate with Marcelo Raffi before every game to vent and release the pressure in his heart, and to participate in the game with a better mental outlook and psychological quality.
"It's okay, just tell me." Marcelo Raffi encouraged.
Messi opened his eyes again, staring straight ahead, as if his vision could penetrate the thick walls, enter the locker room of the Chinese team, and find the Chinese player who he has always regarded as his enemy.
He has been there countless times and his reaction when he saw Yang Yang, but he really saw it, but found that it was completely different from what he imagined, whether it was Yang Yang's reaction or himself, it was different.
"I finally met him!" Messi said.
(End of this chapter)
When the players of the two teams were training, the fans in the stands also entered the stadium one after another.
Ibrahimovic, Van der Vaart, Sneijder and other Ajax players also walked into the stadium at the same time. This time even Ajax captain Garasek and number one center Charisteas and others came.
The arrival of Ajax caused a warm welcome from the fans at the Gougenwald Stadium.
Amsterdam and Utrecht are only [-] to [-] kilometers away. They made a special trip to cheer for their teammate Yang Yang.
The movements in the stands naturally also attracted the attention of the players on the field, Yang Yang waved to these teammates from afar.
"Come on! Brother, kick hard and kill Argentina!" Ibrahimovic shouted loudly.
"You can do it, come on, Yang Yang!"
"I support you, Yang Yang!"
"Don't give them any chance!"
This group of young players from Ajax also roared with great enthusiasm, even with a little provocation.
This made the Argentine fans on the opposite side of the stand feel dissatisfied, so they counterattacked one after another. On the other hand, the Dutch and Chinese fans cheered and cheered. As soon as they saw the Argentine fans counterattack, they immediately counterattacked their counterattack.
The unlucky Argentine fans were flanked by Dutch and Chinese fans. They were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers and momentum.
Before the game started, they lost one game first.
Seeing the fans suppressing the Argentine fans, Ibrahimovic laughed and felt very excited.
But when he was about to make trouble, Maxwell next to him lightly bumped his arm, hooked Vermaelen, Sneijder and the others, and pointed in a direction not far from them.
"Wow, Maxwell, have you started looking at beautiful women?"
"Don't tell me, you have good eyesight, so beautiful!"
"Pure school girl, the best."
"Better than those Hollywood female stars, it turns out that there are such beautiful girls in China."
Hearing that his teammates didn't pay attention to the point at all, Maxwell was depressed.
"Look carefully." He said, and he took out his mobile phone, which contained a photo.
Everyone leaned over one after another, saw the photo, and then looked at the Chinese girl not far away, the same person, what's going on?
Just when everyone was still puzzled, Nicholas Bendtner was the first to shout out, "Isn't this the girlfriend that Yang Yang hid so well?"
"Hush!" Maxwell immediately signaled him to keep his voice down. There were reporters and fans everywhere, so don't be too high-profile.
Bendtner immediately covered his mouth, and looked around again. Fortunately, the noise was loud, and he didn't notice what he shouted just now.
"She is Yang Yang's girlfriend?" Ibrahimovic's eyes widened.
Maxwell nodded hastily, "He doesn't admit it, but we guess, it must be."
"That's right, I chat on the Internet every night, and I often make phone calls. I even gave him a hand-knitted bracelet before. Yang Yang cares more than his sweetheart. He said no, do you believe it?" Vermaelen agreed.
Everyone shook their heads one after another, they definitely didn't believe it.
"But let's not talk about it, Yang Yang has a sharp eye. His girlfriend is so beautiful. No wonder the so-called school beauty of their school wrote him a love letter before. He didn't like it. Compared with her, can he read it?"
"Uh... Zlatan, that school belle is actually pretty good." Vermaelen lamented, "Compared with this, I really can't stand it."
It is true that there is no harm without comparison.
The group of young boys from Ajax got together and chattered, not caring at all about the upcoming game below the stands, but more concerned about Yang Yang's lifelong event.
Heitinga even used this to encourage Sneijder, "Look, even Yang Yang has found a girlfriend, and you are the only one in the team who hasn't left the singles yet. You can have some fun, Wesley."
Sneijder was speechless and wanted to cry.
But while everyone was talking, they all began to suspect, is such a beautiful girl really Yang Yang's girlfriend?
"Wow, I've been doing it for a long time, so you don't know anything." Ibrahimovic looked like I really look down on you guys.
"He hid it too tightly, and he refused to admit it."
"It seems that since I'm not around, you guys haven't improved at all." The Swede shook his head in disappointment, "If he doesn't admit it, you won't try to get him to admit it?"
"What can we do?" Maxwell said with an expression of "you can do what you want."
Not to mention, Ibrahimovic immediately stood up immediately, and ordered Maxwell, Vermaelen, Sneijder, and Maicon, who are especially close friends with Yang Yang, "You guys come with me."
As he said that, the Swedish center looked like a mafia boss, and walked straight over.
The location is not far away, just two steps away.
Ibrahimovic's height of nearly two meters is still very conspicuous even in the crowded stands, not to mention that there are Ajax players beside him, and people keep saying hello to them along the way.
This move quickly attracted the attention of Su Ye, Wei Zhen and others.
Soon, Ibrahimovic and others came to them.
Looking at it from a distance just now, I only thought Su Ye was very beautiful, but looking at it up close, it was even more beautiful.
Su Ye recognized these people and knew that they were Yang Yang's best teammates, so he immediately stood up, smiled generously, and asked, "Hi, what's the matter?"
This crisp and pleasant voice, this figure, and this temperament made Ibrahimovic's next question a little speechless.
When Maxwell and the others behind him saw him deflated, they immediately covered their faces and laughed.
The lethality of this superb beauty is so great that Ibrahimovic can't speak a word. This will definitely be another interesting talk for Ajax in the future. After retiring in the future, I can write it in my autobiography to brag about it.
"Huh?" Su Ye was a little curious.
"Uh, it's nothing, I just saw you and came here to say hello." Ibrahimovic was a little at a loss.
In fact, he didn't know how to talk to girls either, he was just talking nonsense.
"Well, yes, yes, we just came to say hello." This is Maxwell.
"Yang Yang often told us about you, but I didn't expect that you are much more beautiful in person than in the photos." Vermaelen spoke sweetly.
Su Ye blushed when she heard this, and she realized that these people must have misunderstood something.
Before she could argue, Ibrahimovic forced himself to calm down, remembering the purpose of his trip.
"Don't worry, when Yang Yang is in the Netherlands, we will help you to watch him, and he will definitely not let him mess around. Those school girls who wrote love letters to him, female stars who tried every means to hook him up, etc., will not have any chance."
When the Swede said that, the others immediately reacted and nodded.
"Yes, yes, yes, we will definitely not let him go to the red light district."
"In the Netherlands, he played football with all his heart, and he didn't even know how to pick up girls. He was pure!"
"I think he is a very secure boy. If I were a girl, I would definitely marry him."
"Wait, Douglas, did you say that? You are a man, and you are so black, Yang Yang is not interested in you."
"I mean what if."
"No if."
"Then you just said the red light district."
"I……"
Su Ye giggled when he heard it, and everyone around him stared straight at him, "He's really right."
"What did he say?" Ibrahimovic told him intuitively that what happened next was definitely not a good thing.
With Yang Yang's character, how can they be highly evaluated?
Su Ye also knew that they were used to fighting with each other, and they often made fun of each other. Once before, Maxwell and Vermaelen eavesdropped on Yang Yang's phone conversation. Yang Yang intentionally told them that there were two strange things on the phone to influence him to talk on the phone, and ended up arguing with Maxwell and Vermaelen for a while.
And Maxwell and Ibrahimovic will also make fun of their brothers in front of their wives and girlfriends, and they are used to it.
"I dare not say." Su Ye suppressed a snigger.
"Say, anyway, we're going to settle accounts with him." Maxwell also got excited.
"It's what you asked me to say." Su Ye deliberately kept things secret.
"Tell me, it's alright."
"He said, you are all a bunch of weirdos!"
After finishing speaking, Su Ye couldn't stop laughing.
Ibrahimovic and others retreated one after another.
From now on, in front of Su Ye, they don't expect to raise their heads to meet people!
…………
…………
Argentine locker room.
After returning from the training ground, Messi was sitting in front of the closet, leaning against the cold closet, closing his eyes and thinking about his own affairs, while the other players in the locker room failed to take care of him, and were making final preparations before going on the field.
Psychiatrist Marcelo Raffi walked to Messi's side, sat down, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"
Messi opened his eyes, looked at Marcelo Raffi, and shook his head.
In the past, the Argentine National Youth Team was never equipped with a psychologist.
But before this World Youth Championship, the Argentine Football Association organized a [-]-day training camp. Messi and his roommate Aguero were not in a good mental state and were under a lot of pressure. Therefore, the national team coach Pekerman proposed to arrange a psychologist to let him approach the players of the National Youth Team.
At first, Messi was full of vigilance and wariness towards Marcelo Raffi, but gradually, he also realized the role of a psychologist.
During the training period of the national youth team, Marcelo Raffi has always played the role of soothing his soul.
When it came to the World Youth Championship, he had to communicate with Marcelo Raffi before every game to vent and release the pressure in his heart, and to participate in the game with a better mental outlook and psychological quality.
"It's okay, just tell me." Marcelo Raffi encouraged.
Messi opened his eyes again, staring straight ahead, as if his vision could penetrate the thick walls, enter the locker room of the Chinese team, and find the Chinese player who he has always regarded as his enemy.
He has been there countless times and his reaction when he saw Yang Yang, but he really saw it, but found that it was completely different from what he imagined, whether it was Yang Yang's reaction or himself, it was different.
"I finally met him!" Messi said.
(End of this chapter)
