Sun Juan stood in the crowd, wearing the No. 10 Chinese team jersey and holding a light sign with "Qinghuan" printed on it.
She is exactly the same as those around her, she looks like a fan of Zhang Qinghuan... No, it doesn't look like she is, she is.
There are a lot of people here, and basically all of them are women. While waiting for the person they are waiting for, they lower their heads and check their mobile phones, or chat with their companions.
Sun Juan didn't chat with anyone because she came alone.
For today's matter, she specially transferred her husband to her colleague.
She raised her head and looked around.
Apart from their area, everywhere they looked were fans wearing red.
Most of them are women like Sun Juan, and a small number are men.
Those male fans should be here to greet Hu Lai...
Sun Juan thought so in her heart.
She is not a fan of Hu Lai, but she has a good impression of Hu Lai.
Because she read some gossip on the Internet, it is said that the reason why Zhang Qinghuan, whom she likes, was able to turn back as a prodigal son, Hu Lai contributed a lot. It can even be said that without Hu Lai, the key figure, there may not be Zhang Qinghuan today.
When she first saw this statement, Sun Juan was surprised and a little unbelievable.
After all, in her eyes, although Hu Lai is very powerful on the court and can always score goals, off the court he seems to be like a child who has not grown up. This can be seen from various other gossips and anecdotes about Hu Lai.
It can be seen that there are endless jokes about Hu Lai.
Hu Lai's own official Weibo account was initially operated in a serious manner, no different from other celebrity accounts.
Now his style has changed drastically. I don’t know if he has given up on himself and accepted his fate. However, many fans think that Hu Lai’s account should be managed by himself instead of being handed over to a public relations company...
Hu Lai, who has no integrity like this, is not like the kind of "life mentor" who can solve other people's problems. How could he change a "prodigal son" who had been given up by countless people before?
But later, as there were more and more discussions about this matter on the Internet, some of them were leaked from inside the team, such as "Hu Lai will never abandon or give up", and "Hu Lai gave up his plan to survive"...
Talk about this matter with nose and eyes.
Coupled with the good relationship between Zhang Qinghuan and Hu Lai, it is basically confirmed that Hu Lai is indeed the key figure in helping Zhang Qinghuan "turn back the prodigal son".
Since Hu Lai really helped Zhang Qinghuan to embark on the right path, then Sun Juan loves Wujiwu, so naturally she would like Hu Lai no matter how she looks at him.
What a blessing it is for Qing Huan to meet Hu Lai!
Just when Sun Juan was thinking wildly, there was a commotion and screams from the fans at the front.
Sun Juan quickly cheered up and raised the light sign in her hand.
She knew that Zhang Qinghuan was coming out!
Although she didn't squeeze to the front, it didn't matter. Sun Juan didn't come here just to let Zhang Qinghuan see her. There were so many people there. How could she happen to be seen by Zhang Qinghuan?
She came just to express her welcome to Zhang Qinghuan.
Just like many sisters around me.
He just simply expressed his love for Zhang Qinghuan without expecting anything in return.
She was very satisfied just being able to be here and now.
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"So it's not as nonsense as it sounds?"
Dominic Lasky had already got his checked luggage, but he did not rush to leave. Instead, he waited for Hu Lai and Zhang Qinghuan. At the same time, he confirmed the rumors to Zhang Qinghuan with wide eyes.
Zhang Qinghuan shook his head firmly: "It's not at all what Hu said."
Although he could see the obvious disappointment on Lasky's face, he still decided to tell the truth.
Being flattered by others will certainly satisfy the temporary vanity. But Zhang Qinghuan knows that it is all fake. It is a mirror, a castle in the air, and cannot withstand scrutiny.
It doesn't matter if Hu Lai brags about himself, but if he does the same... there will be a problem.
Besides, he is a football player. He hopes that he will be admired by other players because of his skills, rather than relying on these fictitious skills to pick up girls...
"... In short, you have to believe that all the nonsense he said was made up and exaggerated. He is just talking nonsense just to make you happy!" Zhang Qinghuan finally explained again.
Hu Lai rolled his eyes at the side: "What are you talking about, Brother Huan? What nonsense did I say? Did I make up 'Beauty Chasing Qing Huan Under the Light'?"
Zhang Qinghuan glared at him: "Who said I change women every day?"
"Okay, next time I'll change it to Brother Huan and change a woman a week..."
"You really want to have a next time?!"
Before Hu Lai could say anything else, the three people had already pushed the luggage cart to the exit.
At this time, they had already heard the noise coming from outside.
When they turned out from behind the wall, the noise that had been like a gurgling stream suddenly turned into a roaring waterfall falling from a height of a hundred feet!
“Qing Huan!!!”
All kinds of screams, cheers, and roars were mixed together.
The flash went off loudly and the shutter clicked loudly.
In front of them were densely packed female fans, screaming and waving their arms, holding LED signs, posters, jerseys...
If it weren't for the strong security on site, no one would doubt that they would rush directly to Zhang Qinghuan.
Lasky stood blankly on the spot, as if his outlook had been greatly impacted and his heart was shocked. He had heard that Chinese people were always very humble, but he had never felt that way about Hu Lai, so he thought it was a rumor.
, Chinese people are not modest.
But now that he saw the scene in front of him, he realized that BroHuan's denial just now was all modesty, because the legends Hu Lai told were...all true!
Zhang Qinghuan, who was caught off guard, also stood there, forgetting to respond to the shouts of the enthusiastic fans.
Only Hu Lai was laughing so hard behind the two of them that he couldn't stand upright.
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"This afternoon, the overseas international players Hu Lai and Zhang Qinghuan have arrived in Jincheng and joined the national team here... Although they have gone through a long flight, the two international players are still in very good spirits. They met reporters at the airport and came to greet them
Their fans waved and had smiles on their faces..."
From the live footage broadcast on the news, we can see that there are many people inside and outside the Dongsheng International Airport terminal in Jincheng.
In addition to the people who I knew were reporters at first glance, there were also many fans.
And most of these fans are women.
The camera was shot from behind the circle of fans. Hu Lai and Zhang Qinghuan were smiling and waving to the enthusiastic fans. However, if you look carefully, you will find that their smiles are a bit strange...
"Look, look, look!" Jorge Dillon pointed at the TV screen and said to the translator Yu Jintao beside him, "Such a spectacular scene is just to welcome two international players, not the entire Chinese team.
This shows how much attention is paid to everything about the Chinese team in this country. The pressure on us is not light!"
Yu Jintao said: "Actually, it's okay, Jorge. The Football Association has clearly told us that it will not make any demands on the results of this China Cup. That is to say, even if we are in last place, you will not receive any criticism.
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"No, it's not the pressure of this China Cup, but the pressure of the past four years." Dillon shook his head. "I have never felt this deeply before. It's not like I have never been the head coach of a national team...
But the pressure faced by the head coach of the Chinese team is definitely greater than any team I have coached before. Because there are 1.5 billion people in your country, even if not all of them are fans, the Chinese team, as the representative of the country,
They will definitely pay attention to the competition. From now until the end of the World Cup, we will be under tremendous pressure in the past few years."
Yu Jintao thought that Dillon felt that he was under too much pressure and couldn't do it, so he wanted to comfort him a few more words.
Unexpectedly, the old man laughed: "I think it is very meaningful to be able to bring happiness and hope to 1.5 billion people... It is really meaningful to regard this as the last job in my career! After all, what could be better than
What could be more remarkable than making 1.5 billion people happy?"
Yu Jintao didn't expect that Dilong's consciousness was so high that he didn't even need a political commissar...
"The greater the pressure, the greater the sense of accomplishment. When I return to Europe and go to the old guys to brag, no one can brag about me! After all, the team I coach has 1.5 billion people.
Support! Ha!”
Yu Jintao didn't know how to evaluate this old naughty boy, so he could only laugh along.
Dillon suddenly became serious again after laughing: "It is precisely because we shoulder the expectations of 1.5 billion people, so starting from today, we must show our true ability to transform this team. The task is arduous, Yu."
Yu Jintao shrugged and spread his hands: "It's your task that is difficult, Jorge. I'm just a translator and a sounding board."
"Translation is also very important. You are the bridge of communication between me and the team!" Dillon pointed to himself.
"Jorge, have you forgotten? I am not the only one in the team who can be the translator." Yu Jintao smiled.
Dillon was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his translation was correct.
Because there are many players in this Chinese team living in Europe, many of them don't have many problems with the language, and communication is much smoother.
Besides, there is also Hu Lai in the team who is proficient in various languages. It seems that Yu Jintao's burden as a translator is not that heavy...
"Hell..." Dillon muttered and complained. "I should have asked the Football Association to halve your salary if I had known earlier!"
But after he complained, he laughed to himself: "I am really looking forward to coaching those lovely boys more and more!"