Chapter 71 Chinese Journalists (2) (Please add to your collection)

"Are you saying that the title of the book, A Story of Three Women and a Group of Men, is wrong?"

"It's The Water Margin."

"Tax... huh... bricks? What are those?"

“That’s the name of the book.”

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Xue Tao responded to Miller and the other two's questions with a mixture of laughter and tears, while Wang Li, who was listening nearby, frowned. However, China was too far away for the three of them, and they didn't know much about it. After a while, the three of them looked at each other in bewilderment, because they didn't understand Xue Tao's explanation at all.

The bar is a place for drinking. Several people, including Xue Tao, drank quite a lot, so Wang Li sent Miller and Pete to taxis respectively, and Xue Tao followed Wang Li and Harrison back to their residence.

Today, the team won, and several friends went to the bar to have fun, and met a Chinese person, which made Wang Li in a good mood, so he prepared to go back to his residence to accept Xue Tao's interview. Other reporters would never enjoy this treatment, except that Xue Tao is Chinese, otherwise Wang Li would not accept the interview in his private time.

After entering the house, Xue Tao looked at the narrow house and the old furnishings, and secretly admired Wang Li. This black-haired boy and the foreign short guy are both superstars of the Wolverhampton team. Although they are not as good as those world-class stars, their weekly salary will be at least more than 10,000 pounds. However, they have been living in such a small house. It can be seen that they have not pursued much in terms of life enjoyment. Only people like this who put all their thoughts on football can succeed. Compared with those domestic players, they go to bars, fight, and gamble every day when they have a little strength. They are also arrogant and put on the airs of stars. It would be strange if they could lead the Chinese national team to victory. This is the gap!

Shaking her head and relaxing her nerves, Xue Tao forced herself to get into the mood. She professionally took out the camera and placed it in the hall, pointed the lens at Wang Li, then took out paper and pen, sat on the sofa, and began her exclusive interview with Wang Li.

"Wang Li, first of all, congratulations to Wolverhampton on their victory. You performed very well today. In the second half, you made an assist and scored a goal, and won the man of the game in 45 minutes. What do you think was the main reason for your outstanding performance?" After everything was ready, Xue Tao began to interview Wang Li in the form of a question and answer session.

After hearing his question, Wang Li burst out laughing and answered: "Why did you perform well? Is there any need to ask? Of course it's because of my strong ability. The trust of the head coach, the support of the fans, etc. are all based on my own strength. Only with strength can I perform well, Mr. Xue Tao."

Xue Tao thought to herself that foreign players really don't know how to be modest. In fact, Wang Li also knows Chinese etiquette very well, but he has been used to living in England, and the personalities of his teammates are also like this, which gradually influenced him. Moreover, he thinks that only by showing confidence and strength in front of Chinese fans can he increase his popularity.

"So, are you satisfied with the current environment? In terms of the coach, teammates, and the club, etc."

Wang Li nodded. "I am very satisfied. I have a very good relationship with my teammates. In addition, there is Mr. Wood, the coach of the youth team in the club. He brought me into the professional league. There is also my tactical coach Mr. Stephen and physical coach Mr. Barber. I respect them very much and am very grateful to them. And now Mr. Jones, the head coach of the first team, also trusts me very much. I have no dissatisfaction."

"You once used two very cool moves in the Premier League game, which were very popular on the Internet. One was the 'Dream Dance' and the other was the 'Most Perfect Overhead Hook Shot'. In addition, the local fans of Wolverhampton and even many other media called you the 'Dancing Master on the Field'. So, why can you perform such moves in the fierce Premier League field? You know, many professional dancers can't do it as perfectly as you. I believe this is a question that not only Chinese fans, but even all the English media want to know." After thinking about it, Xue Tao asked directly, and then looked at Wang Li expectantly.

Wang Li smiled and said, "There is nothing wrong with that. I have learned Chinese Kung Fu and have been practicing since I was very young. So those moves that seem difficult to others, I can do very well."

Xue Tao was very surprised to get this answer. You know, even in China there are not many people who dare to say that they know Chinese Kung Fu. Many people even go to learn foreign moves such as Taekwondo and Sanda. But this young man actually talked about this very frankly, and from the looks of him he didn't seem to be lying. This was really surprising.

"This is incredible. I don't know much about Chinese Kung Fu. If I have a chance, I would like to see what real Chinese Kung Fu is like, even though I am Chinese."

Wang Li didn't say anything, but just smiled calmly. He wouldn't really show off his kung fu to others, as that was something only actors would do.

"Next, I will ask some questions that Chinese fans are most concerned about. I heard that your father is a pure Chinese. Have you ever been to China?"

Wang Li thought about it and realized that he had indeed never been back to China in his life, but it seemed that Wang Li had been there once when he was nine years old. So he replied, "I went there once when I was very young. My father took me there. After so many years, I can't remember where it was. It seems to be four...?" Wang Li deliberately put on a rhetorical questioning face. He didn't want people to see that he knew a lot about China. That would definitely arouse suspicion.

"Sikang?" Xue Tao was stunned for a long time before he reacted, "You mean Sichuan?"

"Oh? That seems to be it, Sihan. Yes, that's right. Maybe after this season, I will go back to China. My father also talked to me about this recently. You know, we haven't been back to China for at least seven years."

Xue Tao nodded. "Then you must meet the Chinese fans. I think you will be very popular in China and you will definitely like it there."

"I think so. My father said China is a very beautiful country." Wang Li agreed perfunctorily.

"So, if one day the Chinese national team and the England national team call you at the same time, what will you choose?"

Wang Li knew that he had to answer this question seriously, as it was related to his image in the eyes of Chinese fans. He could not block his retreat on impulse, nor could he be too resolute and make the fans hate him. So he asked back: "Chinese national team? I believe that the strength of the Chinese team must be very good, but can I join the national team without Chinese nationality?"

Wang Li first complimented the Chinese national team, and then used a rhetorical question to let the fans think about this issue themselves, thus stating his own position: I really want to join this 'powerful' Chinese national team, but I do not have Chinese nationality, and my whole family are English citizens. It is impossible for me to give up my English nationality, so I will be very reluctant to join the England national team.

After searching the Internet for information about the Chinese national team, he gave up the idea of ​​joining. Match-fixing, refereeing scandals, dressing room problems, players’ factions, and the team’s performance were a mess. A great country couldn’t even beat an amateur team like Malaysia. What was the point of joining? If he wanted to become a football star without any regrets, he would have to touch the World Cup trophy once. So he has decided to join the England team. Although England’s World Cup performance has not been very good, it is still a hundred times better than the Chinese team.

Xue Tao also realized this problem and said helplessly: "Okay, let's skip this question. Can you say hello to the Chinese fans and tell them what you want to say most right now?"

Wang Li nodded, walked to the camera and said in authentic Beijing Mandarin: "Dear Chinese fans, hello, the traditional Chinese New Year is coming soon, I wish you a happy new year!" Then he walked back.

Xue Tao was stunned by the whole process, and then he realized that the New Year was indeed coming soon...

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The office of Vice President Galliani at AC Milan Club in Milan, Italy.

"Webb, are you sure this kid has extraordinary strength and is a real genius? You know, he is an Oriental." A bald middle-aged man dressed in a well-dressed manner sat in the boss chair with his chin supported by his hands on the table. He is the second-in-command of AC Milan - Galliani. It can be said that he can solve all the problems of the club, and even as long as the decision is made by him, Chairman Berlusconi will definitely not object.

Paul Neil Webb stood in front of Galliani with a respectful look on his face, holding a simple document in his hand and placing it on the table. "Mr. Galliani, even if you don't believe my judgment, you have to believe these videos, photos, and his achievements in the Premier League." Webb slowed down, as if giving Galliani time to think. When he saw Galliani raise his head, he continued, "With 10 goals in 6 games, he is regarded as a genius catching up with Rooney in the whole of England. And from what I have observed, he is much stronger than Rooney and has very strong personal abilities. I believe this player's current strength has at least surpassed Kaka. You know, he is only 17 years old, 16 years and 334 days to be exact."

Galliani carefully observed Paul Neil's expression, then nodded, "Webb, you have been working in AC Milan for more than ten years, I believe in your vision. In this case, I will send some professionals to evaluate his strength. If he is really as good as you say, your bonus will definitely not be reduced."

After hearing this, Webb smiled happily and then walked out of the office.

"Sheva? Will he stay in Milan? The Russian sucker seems to be very interested in him. If this kid is really capable, maybe in the summer transfer, the team can strengthen its strength and earn some income. It's a good deal..." Galliani in the office showed a cunning smile, but with his appearance, he could scare children to cry at night...

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