Liage patted Juan on the shoulder: "Although I haven't fulfilled the promise of taking a plane, this has already made progress, not bad! Not bad!"
Juan's face turned red and he said coquettishly: "Actually, I also want everyone to fly and stay in the best hotel."
He immediately patted his chest and said, "I will definitely find sponsorship this time when I go back!"
Maybe they were too tired, or maybe there was room to sleep in the berths this time, so the players fell asleep soon after getting on the bus.
At nine-thirty the next morning, the players walked off the train with their luggage.
To their surprise, someone actually greeted them!
Others held banners: "Congratulations to Saint Malaga for once again creating a miracle and returning victoriously!"
These people are known to the Santa Malaga players and are their most loyal supporters. Due to various reasons, they were unable to go with the team.
The players happily walked up and hugged these supporters.
Two journalists from Santa Malaga Evening News took pictures of them.
They came to the train station because the newspaper was not satisfied with the report written by the frontline reporter.
As the media in Santa Malaga, there was no in-depth report. Except for coach Antonio, everyone else in the report was just a name.
What are the professions of these players?
How do they feel about the game and are they confident about the next game?
Etc., etc.
None of this content exists at all.
Occupying the right time, location, and people, without digging into the things behind the game.
So the newspaper sent a reporter to conduct the interview again. After learning that Santa Malaga was coming back by train, the two of them went to the train station early to wait.
They also had something to gain while they were waiting, learning about some of the Santa Malaga players from their supporters.
The two reporters divided into two groups, one found Liage and the other Li Chuanqi.
Liage patted Li Chuanqi on the shoulder and said in his ear: "Boy, the opportunity you have dreamed of has come, so perform well!"
Dream about it?
Li Chuanqi rolled his eyes, you only dream about it. In the future, when you go to pick up girls, you will tell others: I often accept interviews from the media. A few days ago, a reporter blocked me at the train station and wanted to interview me!
The person interviewing Li Chuanqi was a reporter in his thirties: "Are you Li Chuanqi? I heard that you are still a middle school student, is that true?"
Li Chuanqi tried his best to calm himself down, nodded and said: "Yes, I am a middle school student, and I will be in my senior year of high school this year."
Seeing her brother being interviewed by reporters, Li Xiaofeng pulled Yaisa and surrounded him.
"This is……"
The reporter looked at the two little girls, pointed at Li Xiaofeng and said: "This is... your sister?"
Li Chuanqi nodded: "My sister."
He pointed to Yaisa again: "This one?"
Li Xiaofeng didn't wait for Li Chuanqi to answer, and said first: "She is the captain's sister, her name is Yaissa, and my name is Li Xiaofeng."
team leader?
The reporter immediately realized that the two of them had made a serious mistake. They actually forgot to put the captain as the first interviewee.
"Who is your brother?"
Yaisa pointed at Pablo, who was chatting animatedly with supporters.
"Can you invite your brother over? I want to interview him."
Pablo came over quickly, and after the two greeted each other warmly, the interview officially began.
This was not the first time for Pablo to be interviewed by the media, so he responded calmly and answered the reporters' questions one by one.
Li Chuanqi didn't speak much. He didn't want to steal the limelight from the captain, who had paid too much for this team.
More and more people are watching. Spain, like other European countries, is very fond of football, the world's number one sport.
The number of onlookers increased, and the noise became louder. The reporter looked at the onlookers on the third floor and the third floor outside, and had no choice but to say to Pablo: "Pablo, let's make an appointment to have a chat at another time."
Pablo nodded very understandingly.
…
After Li Chuanqi returned to school, he found that more and more students were passing by the window, and girls were looking at him more and more frequently.
The head teacher and principal once again found Li Chuanqi to congratulate him and encourage him to continue to perform well in the following competitions.
After school in the afternoon, Li Chuanqi left the classroom with his schoolbag on his back. Students pointed at him along the way.
"I heard that the 'Devil' scored two goals this time!"
"Yeah, I scored in every three games, and I actually scored two in this one! That was the King's Cup..."
"Don't call him 'Devil King' in the future. This nickname is not good."
"What would you call him if you don't call him the Demon King? The Demon King sounds so nice and majestic! Look at his performance in the King's Cup and he is like a Demon King!"
Five or six students were talking among themselves as they walked towards the outside of the school. When they found the protagonist of the discussion walking past, they were obviously stunned for a moment.
"Demon King, oh, no, Li..."
"Are you going to train?"
Li Chuanqi didn't know these students and just nodded to them slightly.
Looking at Li Chuanqi's retreating figure, the tallest student was a little dissatisfied: "So aloof? Now that he has become a star, he doesn't even bother to talk to us. This is inflated..."
The chubby classmate next to him immediately shouted in a low voice: "Shut up! Keep your voice down! Have you forgotten how his nickname "Devil King" came from? That was made with fists!"
The other two students quickly whispered: "Others are rushing to train and are not familiar with us. Is there a problem with nodding?"
"It's already very good if he can nod to us. Look, besides nodding to us, did he nod to anyone else along the way?"
…
"Li! Come! Let me see how many love letters I received today!"
Liage picked up Li Chuanqi's schoolbag and turned it over. Li Chuanqi, who was tying his shoelaces, didn't stop him. Whatever happened, he wouldn't care about such things anyway.
"One, two, three...seventeen...twenty-three..."
"thirty eight!"
"Thirty-eight love letters! I'm afraid not every girl in your class has written a love letter to you?!"
Li Chuanqi looked up at him blankly: "There are only twenty girls in our class, how could there be thirty-eight...that...love letters?"
"Let me see, there must be girls from other classes here giving you love letters!"
Li Chuanqi's love letter aroused the interest of his teammates. They gathered around Liage, and some even read it out.
"Li, you are like a ray of light, bringing light to my confused life..."
"Li, I'll be waiting for you in the third teaching building of the school at eight o'clock tonight. You must come..."
"Li, if I have been waiting for that person in my life, that person is you..."
Li Chuanqi, who had put on his shoes, walked over and took the love letter from his teammates: "I said, uncles, please don't be so filthy, okay? This is written to me. You can just peek at it and read it out. Do this.
……Does it fit?"
Liage handed him a dozen love letters in his hand and said disdainfully: "Tch! I think when I was in high school, the love letters I received every day were at least three times, no, five times as many as yours! Am I proud?"