Chapter four hundred and sixty-two women's intuition
"It's our turn! It's our turn! It's our turn!"
In the video, the Madrid Kings players cheered and shouted, and those who didn't know thought they were celebrating their successful defense of the title.
But actually they were celebrating the women's football team's victory.
As soon as this video appeared on the Internet, it attracted attention and heated discussions.
"It's outrageous! Tomorrow is the Champions League final, but the Kings' players are partying. Shouldn't they have a good rest?"
"Isn't this just right? When the finals come, we will face a tired opponent!"
"Haha, only Pirates fans who have never seen the world would think so. Because they don't know what 'Champions League gene' and 'championship tradition' are!"
"That's right! I actually felt relieved when I saw the Kings players cheering for the women's team to win the championship. This shows that our players have a peaceful mentality and are doing what they should do. If in order to prepare for the Champions League finals, but our women's team's Champions League
The champions don’t dare to celebrate, so that makes people worry that they will lose!”
"It is said that the Madrid Pirates did not allow the players to leave their rooms after ten o'clock the night before the game... How can we expect the Pirates players to perform normally in the game when they are so nervous?"
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Thanks to this video, fans of the rival teams of Madrid Pirates and Madrid Kings are having sex again on the Internet.
Although the competition has not started yet, the smell of gunpowder is not dull at all.
This is the first Madrid derby in the history of the Champions League final. Everyone has little experience, so the reaction is inevitably a bit excessive.
"...In the past twenty-four hours, Milan police have received multiple reports related to conflicts between Madrid fans. The police spokesman called on fans on both sides to stay rational. At the same time, he also said that Milan police will increase security to ensure that
The Champions League final can finally go smoothly..."
Local news was playing on the TV in the hotel room.
Xie Lan and Hu Lixin did not understand Italian, but the familiar pictures made them understand it instantly.
"How many fights have we had? How come it's not over yet? From Madrid to Italy..." Xie Lan sighed with emotion at first, and then said to Hu Lixin with some worry:
"When our son wins the championship, we can leave later or at the end."
Hu Lixin smiled: "Why are you still worried about being beaten when you come out?"
"Just in case, I don't have any hope for the quality of foreigners..."
"Don't worry, Xiao Song has arranged everything, and he must have taken safety issues into consideration. When and how to leave, we just have to listen to his arrangements."
Xie Lan sighed again: "It's a pity that Qingqing can't watch the game with us, alas..."
She initially planned that the women's Champions League final would end one day early, so that when the men's Champions League final was played the next day, they could watch the game with Li Qingqing after finishing the game.
However, the Kings women's football team actually wanted to go to the scene to cheer for the men's team tonight.
Li Qingqing is naturally among them.
Then she won't be able to cheer for Hu Lai.
After the men's football finals are over, the women's team will return to China with the men's team.
The Madrid Kings Club plans for the two teams to return with two Champions League trophies, just like last season.
"This is actually fine." Hu Lixin advised her, "If Qingqing watches the game with us, and she cheers excitedly when Hu Lai scores a goal, how will she explain it to her teammates and the club after she is photographed?"
Xie Lan curled his lips and said disdainfully:
"Explanation? Why should we explain? The team dares to ask for an explanation from the thighs? It's against them! The King of Madrid has just won two Champions League championships, doesn't he know his last name? He forgot who these two champions are.
Brought to them?"
"Hey, you..." Hu Lixin felt that his wife always spoke so exaggeratedly.
"What am I? Did I say something wrong? Let me tell you, Lao Hu, if I were the manager of the King's Club, I would definitely have to coax Qingqing well. She can do whatever she wants, just don't transfer and leave the team... She gave
What's wrong with Hu Lai cheering? As long as she can help the Kings win the championship, then I have to support her! Don't say I'm wrong, think about it carefully. Is this the truth? A player's private life and on-field performance are important to the team.
, which is more important? As long as the players can help the team win the championship, who cares about their private lives? Don’t those players who are criticized for having problems in their private lives first have problems in the game?"
Hu Lixin opened his mouth and then closed it because he found that his wife was right.
Xie Lan, who had won the verbal battle with her husband, continued to stare at the TV.
The previous training and game highlights of the players from both sides are already playing on it, so even if he still can't understand Italian, Xielan can still watch it with interest.
When the scene of Hu Lai's goal was played, Xie Lan could only understand the host pronouncing her son's name, and she imagined that the host must be praising her son extremely:
"...This is the great player Hu Lai who has just set the Champions League single-season scoring record and the league record of 60 goals... He has been in hot form recently and will continue to expand the Champions League single-season record of 19 goals in the Champions League final!"
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Wang Shanshan, CCTV's top football reporter, is conducting random interviews on the streets of Milan.
At this time, there are still about seven hours before the start of the finals.
In two hours, that is, five hours before the kick-off of the final, CCTV Sports Channel's special live broadcast of the Champions League final will begin.
She is now preparing some interview materials for this live show.
After simple editing, these street interviews will appear in the live broadcast.
Although Hu Lai is not the first player in Chinese football to participate in the Champions League final, Li Qingqing is. But regardless of whether some people admit it or are used to it, the influence of men's football is indeed unmatched by women's football. Women's football is both economic and
In terms of benefits, attention, and people's inherent cognition, men's football is far behind it.
Therefore, when Li Qingqing became the first player in the history of Chinese football to participate in the Champions League final last season, CCTV was not able to mobilize so much and sent a large reporting and editing team to the Champions League final for more than eight hours of live broadcast.
Even many media, even the more serious media, when reporting on Hu Lai's participation in the Champions League final, said that "the first Chinese player to participate in the Champions League final" involuntarily excluded the women's football team.
Wang Shanshan and photographer Xiao Zhang walked on the street and observed, looking for suitable interview subjects.
They have previously interviewed fans from both sides wearing Kings jerseys and Pirates jerseys.
She even interviewed a couple of fans, one wearing a Kings jersey and the other a Pirates jersey, which made her very surprised how these two people could live together...
She also interviewed neutral fans, who just came to watch the fun.
Of course, Chinese fans who can be seen everywhere are also indispensable interview subjects.
But now that these interviews have been completed, who else can be interviewed?
At this moment, Wang Shanshan's eyes suddenly lit up.
She beckoned Xiao Zhang to follow and chased straight towards the target person.
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Wang Guangwei was wandering alone on the streets of Milan.
He came to Milan last night and stayed in a hotel for one night.
He did not stay in the hotel during the day today, but came out to hang out casually.
He came last night and hadn't had a good look at the current street scene in Milan.
He has actually been to Milan more than once when Eldrea came to play away games, but today's Milan is definitely something he has never seen before.
The streets and alleys have been decorated with the atmosphere of the Champions League final.
If you just look at the photos of Madrid players on posters all over the streets, you will suddenly think that you are walking on the streets of Madrid.
This is the influence of the Champions League final...
On a bus stop in front, there is a promotional poster for the Champions League final in an advertising light box. The poster is the player's personal theme. The star in this poster is none other than Hu Lai.
Wang Guangwei saw some fans running to take photos with this poster.
And they are not Chinese fans, but Spanish fans wearing Pirates jerseys.
Hu Lai's influence has also transcended nationality and skin color.
Wang Guangwei can fully imagine that in South America, where pirates have a slightly greater influence, there may be football teenagers wearing random pirate jerseys running on the dusty fields, chasing footballs.
He sighed softly.
This kid... I really can't catch up the more I chase him.
Just when he felt melancholy in his heart, a voice sounded behind him:
"Wang Guangwei? Why are you here?"
Wang Guangwei turned around and looked around, and saw Wang Shanshan with a surprised expression.
He was also surprised. Looking at the microphone in Wang Shanshan's hand and the cameraman following her with a camera, he immediately understood that the other party was at work.
"Is the live broadcast starting now?" he also asked.
As a reporter who specializes in covering Chinese football, Wang Shanshan is very familiar with the Chinese players. The two of them skipped the polite greetings and pleasantries and went straight to the topic.
"No. I'm looking for material for a future live show. If it's convenient, can you accept an interview with me? It's a very simple interview." Wang Shanshan shook the microphone in her hand.
Wang Guangwei nodded and smiled: "Okay."
"Well, it's still the same question as before, why are you here? I thought I was wrong about the person at first."
"I'm here to watch the Champions League final." Wang Guangwei entered the state, stood still, and answered seriously. "It's rare that the Champions League final is so close to me, so I just want to come and see it."
"This is indeed a grand event in football." Wang Shanshan nodded in agreement, and then continued to ask, "Did Hu Lai give you the ticket?"
Wang Guangwei shook his head: "No, I asked someone to buy it myself."
Wang Shanshan stared and asked in surprise: "Eh? Why?"
"Because I don't want him to know..." At this point, Wang Guangwei smiled bitterly, "But now that you have caught me, he will definitely know."
"Why don't you want him to know? Isn't it nice to come and cheer for your good friend?" Wang Shanshan couldn't understand.
Wang Guangwei didn't know how to explain to her the envy and jealousy in his heart, as well as a little... low self-esteem.
He could only smile awkwardly but politely: "I want to... give him a surprise."
Wang Shanshan suddenly realized: "Ah, so that's it!"
Wang Guangwei nodded and repeated: "Well, yes. That's it."
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Wang Guangwei in the camera is walking away, and his figure quickly blends into the flow of people on the street.
Wang Shanshan, who was outside the camera, also kept looking away until Wang Guangwei was no longer visible and the photographer Xiao Zhang beside her also put down his machine. Then she said:
"Wang Guangwei must be a little unwilling..."
Xiao Zhang looked at her strangely: "Why do you say that?"
"Because he said it himself. 'This Champions League final is so close to him'... This is the closest he has ever been to the Champions League."
Xiao Zhang frowned and said, "He's just talking about distance in the physical sense..."
Wang Shanshan said angrily: "How about I say you are straight!"
Then she analyzed it carefully:
"If you think about it, excluding Lin Zhiyuan who just came out, among our international players who have studied abroad, Wang Guangwei, Zhang Qinghuan, Xia Xiaoyu, and Chen Xingyi came out at the same time, and they all played in Europe for three seasons. He is the only one who has not yet
He has played in European competitions, whether it is the Champions League or the Europa League. When we cheered for Hu Lai and the others and paid attention to their "Chinese Derby" in Europe, Wang Guangwei seemed to be living outside our attention, outside the stage lights.
In the shadows, does anyone care about his feelings?"
Xiao Zhang was speechless.
"That's why he bought his own tickets to watch the Champions League final. And the reason why he didn't talk nonsense is that maybe he felt... embarrassed."
"You even know what he is thinking. Is that exaggerating?"
"It's not an exaggeration." Wang Shanshan shook her head and smiled again, "Just think of it as a woman's intuition."
Then she changed the subject: "But seeing that Wang Guangwei paid for his own tickets to watch the Champions League final, I am now looking forward to next year's World Cup more and more. I feel... we will definitely achieve good results in the World Cup this time."
score."
Xiao Zhang asked back: "Is it intuition again?"
"Yes, intuition!"
Wang Shanshan made a "V" on her face and smiled as sweetly as in the live broadcast.