As soon as the game ended, Hu Lai was surrounded by reporters-mainly by Chinese reporters...
The questions everyone asked him had nothing to do with the game. They didn't care about Hulay's mental journey behind two consecutive goals. They all asked about Charlie Porter's tattoo.
"Hu Lai, does Charlie Potter know the meaning of that tattoo?"
Hu Lai glanced at the reporter who asked the question with caring eyes: "Look at the question you asked...if Charlie knew the meaning, could he still show it in front of the camera?"
His answer made the reporters present burst into laughter. Even the reporter who asked the question couldn't help laughing. This question was indeed quite stupid...
"Then didn't you explain the meaning of this tattoo to him?" Another reporter asked.
Hu Lai shook his head: "He was very proud and excited when he introduced the tattoo to me. I was really embarrassed to pour cold water on him at that time..."
Everyone laughed again.
During the laughter, another reporter raised his hand: "Hu Lai, have you ever asked Charlie where he got this tattoo?"
"I saw it from Matt, our team's video analysis coach. Matt went to China and took photos of Jincheng street scenes, which were seen by Charlie. He seemed to be very interested in those fancy signs.
So I chose a sentence to get a tattoo..."
Hu Lai briefly introduced the situation, and the reporters looked at each other in confusion - they didn't expect this tattoo to come from...
This is too casual!
You can choose "prosperity, strength, democracy and freedom" after all...
When Hu Lai saw the reporters' expressions, he knew what they were thinking, so he said: "It's okay, it's better than him choosing to go to the toilet..."
The Chinese reporters laughed loudly, drawing side glances from others.
After seeing that it was a Chinese reporter interviewing Hu Lai, they all looked away without surprise.
Leeds City won the key battle in this game, and Hu Lai also scored in the game. Of course, the Chinese had reason to laugh loudly.
As the laughter subsided, Hu Lai waved to them and said seriously: "Please do one thing, please don't explain the meaning of his tattoo to Charlie... After all, he always thought that tattoo was some mysterious Eastern spell, bless him."
He always performs well on the court. If I tell him the truth, I'm afraid it will damage his confidence..."
Seeing Hu Lai being so serious, the reporters nodded cooperatively and promised: "Don't worry, Hu Lai. I will definitely not tell you. Let this matter become a 'beautiful misunderstanding'!"
Hu Lai gave them a thumbs up, and now he was relieved that Charlie would not come to trouble him after hearing the truth from other Chinese reporters...
After all, it was his idea to take off his clothes to celebrate after scoring a goal.
If Charlie knew what the tattoo meant, he would be in danger...
So block this possibility!
The only people Charlie can usually come into contact with who understand Chinese, besides him, are these Chinese reporters. Charlie, who is already convinced that tattoos are mysterious oriental spells, will certainly not take the initiative to go to Chinese reporters to ask what the tattoos mean, for fear of
The reporters told him too much.
Now that I have asked you to do this, I will be safe!
After receiving the promise, Hu Lai said goodbye to them happily and turned back to the locker room.
As soon as he left, Charlie Potter, who had finished being interviewed by the British reporter in front, walked up to the Chinese reporters. Looking at a group of Chinese reporters, he greeted happily: "Hi, how are you?"
Then before the Chinese reporters could react, he took the initiative and asked: "Have you seen the tattoo on my waist? What do you think? That's my Eastern spell!"
The Chinese reporters looked at each other in confusion. It seemed that Hu Lai was right - Charlie Potter really thought that the tattoo on his body brought him good luck...
What Hu Lai just said came to their minds:
If you tell him the truth, I'm afraid it will damage his confidence.
So a group of reporters forced a smile and gave a thumbs up: "Yes, it's really awesome!"
After being praised by the Chinese reporters, Charlie Potter showed a happy smile. He waved goodbye to them, hummed a song, and walked to the locker room with his buttocks twisted.
A group of people looked at his back and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts:
Sometimes knowing less is also a blessing!
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"Ha, Hu Lai. Charlie seems to be really proud of his tattoo..." Yong Jun held his cell phone and laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking.
"What's wrong?"
"He posted photos of his tattoos online..."
Hu Lai, who was eating, was startled: "What?!"
"See for yourself." Yong Jun handed the phone to Hu Lai, which was Charlie Potter's social network account. What he posted was a half-length photo of himself taken with his phone in front of the mirror, with his other hand lifting up his clothes.
The hem exposes the tattoo part.
At the same time, it was accompanied by text: "Mysterious Eastern spell! The reason for the excellent state this season!"
Hu Lai held the phone in one hand and covered his face with the other.
"Hahaha! Isn't that funny?" Yong Jun laughed. "You didn't tell him what this tattoo means?"
"I'm embarrassed to break his beautiful yearning for Chinese culture..."
Hu Lai began to slide down the screen and read the messages under Charlie's message.
He saw many Leeds City fans congratulating Charlie Potter who scored the first goal of the season. Some people were also asking him where he got this tattoo. It seemed that he wanted to get a similar one:
"Is this Eastern spell really so magical? My life has been so bad recently, and I also want to get a luck tattoo for myself..."
"Wow! Mysterious Eastern culture! It's so cool!"
Hu Lai grinned when he saw such complimentary messages.
Although he likes foreigners to show love and interest in Chinese culture, this is really not Chinese culture!
At most this can be regarded as Anton culture and Jincheng culture!
Just flipping through it and complaining in my mind.
Hu Lai suddenly saw a message in it:
"Hahahahaha!! I'm laughing so hard! Does anyone want to know what this mysterious Eastern spell means?"
His brows twitched. Although this person left a message in English, he seemed to be a Chinese who knew English...
He had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, many people asked him under this message: "What does it mean?"
And this person also gave the answer: "'There are mahjong machines in the store for entertainment, and there are also air conditioners for refrigeration.' No, I can't stand it anymore... Hahahahahaha!"
Hu Lai rolled his eyes: You are the only one who knows better!
Now, Charlie must have seen it. I have to think about what to say when I see him during training tomorrow...
Hu Lai sighed after returning the phone to Yong Jun. Yong Jun was surprised: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, Uncle Yong, I just don't know if I can take leave for team training..."
Yong Jun was very nervous: "Are you injured?"
"That's not the case." Hu Lai waved his hands quickly, this was no joke.
"Then why do you need to take leave when you're so good?"
Looking at the confused Uncle Yong, Hu Lai didn't know how to explain this problem, so he could only sigh in his heart:
Tired!
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Hu Lai didn't really ask for leave in the end, but when he walked into the locker room, he first looked at the door to make sure there was no Charlie Potter inside, and then slipped in.
Everyone was curious when they saw Hu Lai like this. Williams directly asked: "Hu Lai, what are you doing?"
"That's right, how can you be so sneaky?"
Hu Lai laughed dryly: "Nothing, nothing..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Charlie Potter's voice coming from the door: "HUUUUU!!"
At first glance, it sounded like he was imitating the cheers of the fans after Hulay scored, but in fact, with this roar, Hulay shivered violently.
Then Charlie Potter rushed to Hu Lai and grabbed the other person's shoulders: "Did you know this a long time ago?"
Hu Lai, who was held down, was still pretending to be stupid: "What do you know?"
"Hey, you know the meaning of my tattoo, right?" Porter asked in a low voice, pointing to his waist.
Hu Lai looked confused: "Isn't it an Eastern spell?"
"You're still pretending to be stupid, you obviously know that, Hu!"
Seeing that he could no longer pretend, Hu Lai spread his hands: "Then what do you want me to say, Charlie? Tell you that this is just a teahouse advertisement that can be seen everywhere on the streets of China? You were so happy and proud at the time, how could I have the nerve to throw cold water on you?"
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"So it's my fault?"
"What else? You didn't ask me before you got the tattoo. If you had asked, you wouldn't have made the mistake that you Westerners are most likely to make."
"Then what should we do?" Charlie Potter cried sadly. He thought he was pretending to be a big dick, but he didn't expect that he made a big fool of himself.
Yesterday, he posted on social media with the intention of showing off, but the translation note under his message became the focus of everyone's attention.
Everyone is laughing at his tattoo...
After working on it for a long time, I realized that this is not an "oriental spell" at all, it is an advertising slogan!
Hu Lai patted him on the shoulder and could understand his mood at this moment. It was like a person who didn't understand English wore a fashionable dress to go out. He originally wanted to show off his beautiful dress, but was reminded by someone.
Only then did I realize that the row of English words on my clothes meant "Fuck my anus"...
"I'd better wash off this tattoo..." Potter said depressedly.
Hu Lai shook his head: "Why did you wash it? If you wash it, don't you let everyone laugh at it again? If I were you, I would leave it alone. Even if it wasn't an 'Eastern spell' before, it will be from now on!"
Porter stared at Hu Lai with wide eyes: "Is this still possible?"
"Why can't it be like this? Of course it can be like this. The meaning and value of something depends entirely on how you look at it. If you think it is a spell, then it is a spell. And its existence has indeed made your performance better this season.
A lot. You are about to hit double figures in assists. Is it much better than your performance last season? Do you believe that this sentence is a lucky spell that can increase blessings and strength for you, so you perform better in the game. Then
Keep believing, no matter what other people think, Charlie. Who said that spells have to be something that sounds very generic? Don't you want to be different? Are you willing to hang out with mediocre people?"
As Hu Lai followed the instructions, the expression on Charlie Potter's face kept changing. When Hu Lai said the last word, the previous confusion and thinking on his face disappeared, replaced by a sudden realization:
"You're right, Hu! I want to be the most unique person! No matter what others think, this is my lucky charm!"
Hu Lai applauded: "That's right, Charlie! If others want to laugh, let them laugh! They don't understand you, but I understand you! You are the only Charlie Potter in the world! Don't try to please those mediocre people.
People lose themselves!"
Charlie Potter was moved by Hu Lai's words. He held Hu Lai's hand firmly: "You are really my good brother, Hu! Only you understand me best!"
When the rejuvenated Porter turned towards his own locker, Williams leaned close to Hu Lai and asked in a low voice: "I feel like you're lying to Charlie again, Hu Lai."
Hu Lai lowered his voice: "Don't be slanderous, Peter. Why did I lie to him? I clearly hit his heart, otherwise he would be so excited? I told you Peter, do you believe it, Charlie still wants to thank you?"
And me!"
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Porter, who had already walked out, turned around and waved to him: "Thank you, Hu!"
"Look what I said?"
Hu Lai first said to Williams, and then nodded to Porter: "You're welcome, Charlie. Remember, you must always be yourself!"
"I will, Hu!"
Looking at Charlie's grateful figure, Williams was speechless for a long time.