Santa Malaga did not return to Malaga that night, but held a celebration in the hotel.
Now the team is rich, very rich.
In addition to the players, there were also family members who came with the team and the team's most loyal supporters.
There is another reason for staying. They will receive an audience with the king tomorrow, which is customary.
Since you are going to receive a meeting from the king, you must not be rude, at least you must dress neatly.
Boss Juan went to buy suits, ties, leather shoes that night...
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"Brothers, cheers to the championship!"
As captain Pablo's opening remarks began, the celebrations quickly reached a climax and everyone raised their glasses.
Li Xianqi was undoubtedly one of the most generous people. He toasted to everyone present and expressed his gratitude to them for taking care of Li Chuanqi over the years.
"I'm curious about your career, can you tell me?"
When he was slightly tipsy, Miguel boldly asked.
Li Xianqi smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm in business, foreign trade, foreign trade."
Miguel smiled and shook his head: "Impossible, how could you be in foreign trade? Liage works in a foreign trade company, and there is no one like you in their company..."
Li Xianqi smiled and replied: "I really didn't lie to you."
Then he leaned into Miguel's ear and whispered: "Smuggling, isn't this foreign trade?"
MiG's eyes widened immediately and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Foreign trade! You are in foreign trade! Whoever dares to say that you are not in foreign trade, I will beat him!"
Such conversations occurred frequently when Li Xianqi was toasting. For example, Baris Addo asked him if Mira was the one he hired to beat up.
"How is it possible? We are all civilized people. How could I, a foreign trade worker, do such a thing! This is slander from the media. I will sue them tomorrow!"
"Dad, are you done? Barris comes and signs it!"
Li Xianqi quickly patted his daughter's head: "Hahaha, it's done, it's done..."
Li Xiaofeng and Yaisa were the two busiest. They took jerseys, shorts, socks, footballs, etc. and seized the opportunity to look for autographs from players.
As each signature was signed, the smiles of the two little girls became brighter and brighter, like two blooming flowers.
Of course, in their eyes, these are all money, lots and lots of money.
Li Chuanqi had never drank before, but in this atmosphere and with his father's permission, he picked up the wine glass and soon found a place to lie down.
"Where is Lee? Where is Lee?"
Thomas, the salesman, was looking for Li Chuanqi everywhere with a wine glass: "I saw him just now, why is he missing now?"
Liage hugged him: "What are you looking for Li for? Lilia?"
Thomas turned his head and saw Liag, sighed and said, "Don't think about harming our family Lilia. I beg you."
"What are you talking about? How do you tell me not to harm Lilia?"
Liage was immediately dissatisfied: "Did I give you such a bad impression?"
Thomas nodded seriously, and Liag felt sad.
Zucculini came over with a wine glass and clinked the glasses with them. He smiled and winked at the two of them: "I don't know who will cause harm to whom."
Liag laughed loudly, "Thomas, let me tell you, I was just joking just now, but you were so opposed to it, but I became interested instead."
He said seriously to Thomas: "I must catch Lilia this time!"
Zucculini gave a thumbs up, smiled and clinked glasses with Liag: "Beautiful! Come on, cheers, I wish you success!"
The two drank it all in one gulp, and Thomas felt sad and drank all the wine in the glass.
…
The sun fell on the bed through the gaps in the curtains and shone on Li Chuanqi's eyes.
Li Chuanqi stretched out his right hand to block the dazzling sunlight and opened his eyes. He had a headache and felt nauseous. He immediately took off the quilt and ran into the bathroom where he vomited violently.
Li Chuanqi, who had half his life left, walked out of the bathroom after washing, opened a bottle of mineral water, and started drinking, half the bottle in one breath.
He put his hands on his hips and exhaled heavily, and in the blink of an eye he saw that Liag was still sleeping.
How did you come back last night?
Don't remember.
How much wine did you drink last night?
Don't remember.
You should drink less alcohol from now on, no, if you can help it, don’t drink it!
Definitely not drinking it!
Li Chuanqi patted his groggy head, feeling too uncomfortable.
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After the game last night, the Spanish fans forum was completely abuzz, and the huge amount of messages almost paralyzed the system.
"Brothers! Brothers! I'm here! Santa Malaga wins the championship! Santa Malaga wins the championship!"
"Three to two! Santa Malaga creates a new myth!"
"Brothers! Brothers! I was at the Calderon Stadium. As the referee blew the whistle, the game was over! Santa Malaga defeated Athletic Bilbao 3-2 and won the King's Cup! This moment belongs to San Malaga.
Laga belongs to Spanish D-level football!"
"I envy the brothers who were there! Did Santa Malaga cry?"
"Oh! God! Can you believe that Santa Malaga won the championship?!!!"
"A miracle! This is a fucking miracle! A miracle of the world!!"
"Crazy! Crazy! The D-level team actually won the King's Cup?!"
"Athletic Bilbao is really useless. After waiting for twenty-eight years, they lost to a D-level team?!"
"Brothers! Brothers! I had already guessed that Santa Malaga would win!"
"Who do you think you are? After winning the first round game in Santa Malaga, I was sure that they would create miracles. So I bought them to win every game they played! I have money now and I will go to Hawaii tomorrow.
Traveled! Thank you Santa Malaga!”
"A century-old miracle! Santa Malaga rewrites the history of the King's Cup! This moment will definitely go down in history!"
"Hey, brother upstairs, there are at least a hundred sentences on this sentence, can you say something fresh?"
"Who are you talking about?"
"Which sentence are you talking about?"
"Actually, when Barcelona was eliminated by them, I thought they would win the championship!"
"Brother upstairs, which sentence are you talking about..."
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At 11 o'clock in the morning, the Malaga delegation, dressed in formal suits, ties and leather shoes, walked through the Plaza de España, passed the Amdena Cathedral, and walked into the Royal Palace of Spain under the guidance of the staff.
Everything went in an orderly manner. King Juan Carlos and Queen Sofia highly praised them and encouraged them to continue their efforts and achieve better results in the future.
After returning to the hotel, my sister Li Xiaofeng was very curious and asked whether the Spanish Royal Palace was grand, whether it was magnificent, and whether it was covered with gold foil everywhere...
Li Chuanqi patiently told her what he saw and heard.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Santa Malaga and his party boarded a plane and flew to Malaga.
Perhaps because they drank too much last night, many people fell asleep immediately after getting on the plane.
An interesting thing happened when leaving the hotel. Li Chuanqi saw his sister carrying a big bag and wanted to help her carry it.
But my sister immediately left him as if she were guarding against a thief, and looked at him warily.
Yaisa, who was not far away, also looked over warily.
Li Chuanqi explained awkwardly: "I just want to help you."
Li Xiaofeng replied decisively: "I don't need help! Don't even think about taking it back!"
Li Chuanqi was even more embarrassed: "Okay, if you are tired, just tell me and I will carry it for you. I promise not to touch your bag or anything in your bag."
This had no effect, and his sister still looked at him warily.
"These are things that Yaissa and I worked hard to collect on the court. You don't want them. You can't take them back!"
collect?!
Don’t want it?!
Thank you both for being kind enough to leave us your coats, otherwise we would have had no choice but to run around naked.
Li Chuanqi gave a thumbs up to the two little lolita.
At this moment, two little lolita were sitting together and whispering. Li Chuanqi became curious, took off his earphones, and stretched his head over.
"Yaisa, the price of sneakers will increase this time, how about five hundred?"
"Five hundred? It's a little more, I'm afraid they can't afford it."
"No, this time we sell it online, and those adults have a lot of money! Five hundred is nothing to them!"
"Wow... this is a genius idea, dear, how did you come up with it? Are your family members very smart? Your eldest brother went to the University of Malaga, and your second brother is now a professional player. What are your grades?
Always first in the class..."
"Of course, who am I Yaisa? I am a smart witch!"
"Feng, the nickname they gave you is the Great Witch. You are not smart."
"No, they are too stupid to even come up with a nickname. From now on, I will call you 'Smart Witch'. Why, if you are not convinced, then I will not talk about you in front of my brother..."
"No, you must not do this, Ms. 'Smart Witch'."
Li Chuanqi couldn't listen anymore and put on the headphones again.
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Two hours later, the plane landed steadily, and Santa Malaga and his party dragged their suitcases and walked outside.
As soon as they walked out of the aisle, cheers, screams and applause started.
Flowers, applause, flashing lights...
There is a feeling of being a star in and around Santa Malaga.
In fact, they are stars now.
They were greeted by supporters, media reporters, and there were hundreds of people in total.
Santa Malaga happily greeted him, took the flowers and hugged his familiar supporters.
The reporters seized this opportunity and conducted interviews immediately.
A reporter asked Antonio: "You are the first non-professional coach to lead a team to win the King's Cup. This is a great achievement. Have you considered becoming the coach of a professional team in the future?"
Antonio replied: "Several clubs have already extended invitations to me, which is an affirmation for me.
But I haven't thought about it yet because I have deep feelings for Santa Malaga.
Currently, several players in the team have received invitations from professional teams. Except for Li, who has signed, several others have not yet made final decisions.
As long as Santa Malaga exists, I will always be the coach of this team!
In the coming period we will discuss together and consider our future."
The smiles on the faces of the Santa Malaga supporters disappeared, and a trace of reluctance flashed in their eyes.
Santa Malaga may be disbanded and this legendary team will disappear...
If they have a better future, we should support them.