Chapter 138 Angela is coming
The first focus battle of the European Championship group stage - the England-France battle, has finally ended, but for many fans and media who do not know Wang Li, this is just the beginning. They are eager to know who this black-haired boy who helped England overtake the score is.
The commentator in the Stadium of Light continued to praise England's last wonderful goal. "With powerful force and perfect angle, England's last goal is almost an interpretation of the charm of football. If I hadn't watched the whole game, I would never have thought that this would be a masterpiece of a young player under 18 years old. It's a pity that he doesn't belong to Portugal. But from a football perspective, this goal is really outstanding and may even be the best goal in the group stage."
Hearing this voice, perhaps many other fans will not notice it, but if they are local fans of the Portuguese Super League powerhouse Benfica, they will definitely be able to hear that this is the voice of Fernando José Fabunier, who is the assistant of Francisco Farfiel. But where is the anchor Farfiel?
In the anchor room of the Luz Stadium, a middle-aged man in his 40s was staring at an empty cup on the desk with a sad face. He was Francisco Farfis. The reason why he did this was because of what Wang Li said when he came on the court.
'If he scores in the next game, I will let my Harry ride on me.' This sentence kept lingering in Farfis' mind. Europeans are very committed to their promises. This is a default moral standard. Even if it is just a joke, Farfis can only keep his promise and let Harry ride on him in public, otherwise he may lose his job.
Now, what bothered him was that he had to let Harry ride on him "in public", but as a host, it would be too embarrassing for him to perform in front of the gate of the Stadium of Light!
In fact, he doesn't need to worry about it at all, because even if the fans or even Wang Li himself don't take this matter to heart, the media reporters will never ignore it. You know, this kind of gossip is their favorite. Maybe tonight, someone will prepare everything for him.
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"What, you're coming to Lisbon?" In the corner of the England team's locker room, Wang Li said in surprise on the phone.
He was so startled by the question that he didn't notice that his teammates all walked towards him quietly, listening attentively, hoping to get some "secret information".
"Well, I've booked a flight for the day after tomorrow. Alan, you won't be unwelcome, will you?" A pleasant female voice came from the other end of the phone, with a bit of coquettishness in her tone. Rooney, who was closest to Wang Li, felt his whole body softened when he heard it.
"Oh, welcome, of course." Wang Li said a little guiltily.
In fact, he really didn't want Angela to come to Portugal. You know, Rita was in the wives' group in England, and things between women were the most troublesome. Besides, Wang Li was in a dilemma and had some thoughts about Rita, so he didn't want the two women to meet.
"That's it, dear. Come to the airport to pick me up the day after tomorrow." After a charming voice, the phone was followed by a 'beep, beep, beep...' sound. Wang Li hung up the phone with some joy and some worry.
“Oh~~…” collectively.
"Our little princess is coming?" Campbell.
"Alan, I heard that your girlfriend is staying with Colleen?" Rooney.
"She is closer to Victoria. She told me yesterday that they went shopping together." Beckham.
"What girlfriend? That's called a lover, you know? A man should be like this, one inside and another one outside." Gary Neville.
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"No, that's just my agent." Wang Li tried his best to explain, but it was of no use. He sighed, put on his clothes and left the locker room. He vowed never to make phone calls around these "gossip" teammates again.
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When Wang Li put on his clothes and ran out of the locker room in embarrassment, he got into another kind of trouble - he was surrounded by a large group of reporters, yes, a large group of reporters!
It was the first time that Wang Li was surrounded by so many reporters. He was a little dumbfounded. Although he knew that the European Cup was very popular, he did not expect it to be so popular. The entire stadium aisle was completely filled with these reporters. Don’t they need to attend the press conference?
"Mr. Allen, it was your first time participating in the European Cup and you were able to score the goal that reversed the score in the England-France battle. How do you feel?" A microphone was immediately handed to Wang Li's mouth.
"very……"
"Regarding that strange pass in the game, can you tell me how you did it?" Before Wang Li could speak, another reporter hurriedly asked. Obviously, this question was of concern to most reporters, so no one interrupted Wang Li this time.
"I have practiced this move for a long time. I just suddenly wanted to try it during the competition. It's nothing special." Wang Li answered as a matter of course. However, the reporters were obviously not satisfied with his answer. Can this move be done through practice?
"So, can you predict the result of tomorrow's game?" the clever reporter immediately continued to ask.
"Result? You know, it was just luck before. I don't want to predict anything anymore. If I guess right again this time, God will be angry." Wang Li spread his hands and replied.
After hearing his words, there was a burst of laughter from the people around. Of course, the reporters knew that the so-called "Prophecy Emperor" was just a hype. This black-haired boy was not a Christian at all. How could God let him guess right every time?
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Just when Wang Li was at a loss as to what to do when surrounded by reporters, Beckham also walked out of the locker room. His appearance immediately attracted most of the reporters. Compared with this lucky black-haired boy, Beckham was obviously more worthy of an interview. The England captain produced by Manchester United has proved his strength countless times, and even every word he said can become the headlines of reporters.
Seeing Beckham helped him out, Wang Li looked at him with gratitude and ran away quickly. He walked away from the reporters following him with light steps, then slowed down as if he was relieved, admiring the characteristic buildings of Portugal while walking towards the hotel.
However, what he didn't know was that the reporters who were left behind were sighing, "As expected of a professional football player, his running speed is indeed much faster than that of a normal person."
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“Boom, boom, boom…”
Wang Li opened the door and saw Hargreaves standing outside with an excited look on his face. "Alan, get ready. We're going to have a big meal together later!"
"You want to treat us?" Wang Li was stunned for a moment, then he reacted immediately. However, he still looked at the curly-haired man in front of him with suspicion. It was hard not to be suspicious when a 'miser' wanted to treat us.
"No, no, no..." Hargreaves shook his head like a rattle, "It's Wayne! Of course it's Wayne." At this time, Wang Li noticed Rooney who was being held by Hargreaves with both hands outside the door. He was wearing pajamas and had a helpless expression on his face. It was obvious that he did not volunteer.
After returning to the hotel and checking the match results and odds online, Hargreaves realized that he was not the luckiest person, because Italy and Denmark ended in a 0:0 draw!
Last night, after listening to Wang Li's words, Rooney made up his mind and placed a bet of 100,000 pounds. For Rooney, who currently earns 25,000 pounds a week, this is almost his monthly income.
But the returns are also amazing. You know, William Hill bookmaker offered odds of 5.47 for a draw in this game, which means that after deducting taxes, Rooney earned at least 300,000 pounds this time!
So, the jealous Hargreaves pulled Rooney out of the room and wanted to take Wang Li, the "big eater", out for a big meal. It must be said that this was definitely revenge after jealousy.