Chapter 779 Go back and poke your villain!

Charlene Lahiri sat in the window seat of the bus as it travelled from the hotel to the Stadium of Light.

Along the way, fans coming from far away could be seen everywhere on both sides of the road.

Because the jerseys of Southampton and Atletico Madrid both have red and white arrow stripes, Southampton can only wear white away jerseys in this game, and the Saints fans also follow the team's lead.

On the street, Saints fans wearing white jerseys immediately shouted excitedly when they saw the team bus.

Some even ran behind the bus, shouting, "Come on, Saints!"

Whenever she sees this scene, Charlene Lahiri can't help but smile knowingly.

A message from Rebekah Wade, editor-in-chief of The Sun, came through WeChat on my phone.

As one of the few reporters who can accompany the team and participate in all Southampton's itineraries and activities, Charlene Lahrie is now the hottest commodity in the entire British media industry.

Apart from anything else, her articles on the WeChat public account alone have received constant reprint requests from the media and journalists.

The devil editor of The Sun hopes that he can make preparations for both scenarios.

After all, this is a final, Southampton may win, but they may also lose, who knows?

But Charlene Lahri only gave one plan for after Southampton wins.

For example, what aspects will she consider to determine whether Southampton will win?

To Rebekah Wade, this was too outrageous. Could it be that this saint would definitely win?

Yes, I know that both teams have close ties with Yang Huan, but it is impossible to be so sure, right?

Didn't I say that this game would be fair and just?

"Xia Lin, while there is still some time, you should come up with a replacement plan!"

On WeChat, Rebekah Wade sent a message helplessly in a slightly requesting tone.

Charlene Lahri's springy fingers quickly tapped on the phone screen and replied, "Believe me, Rebekah, I think that's totally unnecessary. If I had that much time, I might as well interview a few more players, don't you think?"

Rebekah Wade immediately sent an emoji of vomiting blood.

"Sister, I know you are a die-hard Saints fan, but we are in the newspaper business and cannot do such a risky business!"

Soon, another message came, "Do you know what the market is like outside now?"

"How is it?" Charlene Lahri really didn't pay attention to it.

"This morning, an online media outlet broke the news that the entire Southampton team went to the Tagus River for a trip. Isn't that ridiculous? With the big competition coming up, why don't they stay in the hotel to prepare for the trip instead?"

"Uh..." Charlene Lahiri made a sweaty emoji, "I'm on board too..."

"Ah..." Rebekah Wade was stunned.

But who is the devil editor-in-chief of The Sun?

In the words of Steven Howard, he is so thick-skinned that he is not human!

"What I mean is that the situation is very complicated now. After this news broke this morning, all of Europe was in an uproar. The odds of the three major bookmakers have fluctuated greatly. Many fans who were originally optimistic about Southampton have now turned their attention to Atletico Madrid."

"Really?" Charlene Lahri sent a funny and cute expression, "Then you should place your bet on Southampton!"

Rebekah Wade probably had the urge to smash her phone, and she made another expression of vomiting blood.

"I mean, we have to be prepared for what happens if Southampton loses?"

"That's impossible!" Charlene Lahri replied immediately, "Believe me, Southampton is in amazing form, I can feel it!"

She had no doubt about this.

In the plan she submitted, she even planned to spend a few days writing several columns to analyze Southampton's pre-match preparations.

In her own media program [Off the Field], she will introduce a lot of more in-depth details, such as famous sports psychologists, famous sleep experts, and the best nutritionists in Europe. She plans to use a lot of space to introduce Southampton's behind-the-scenes staff.

She would even consider inviting fans to record the show if the response is enthusiastic.

Rebekah Wade on the other side of WeChat obviously had no way to deal with Charlene Lahiri.

Who makes him so popular now?

The most popular football reporter and self-media person in the UK and even Europe!

It is not easy for The Sun to invite Charlene Lahiri to write a column this time.

So, to some extent, Charlene Lahiri is not like Steven Howard, who always obeys Rebekah. She can be very opinionated, even to the point of making me unhappy. Don't come to me again in the future!

Sister, I am so willful!

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“Is this the Estadio da Luz in Lisbon?”

Su Jingyan had just gotten off an official reception car and was staring in amazement at the magnificent football field and the lively scene in front of her.

Standing at the VIP entrance of the Stadium of Light, looking around, her only feeling was that there were too many people!

It's so densely packed, just like an ant nest.

This is just the square outside the stadium. If you go inside the stadium, there will definitely be more.

A stadium that can gather more than 50,000 people is no joke!

"First time here?"

Zhuang Ziqing, who got off the car right after her, also found it funny when he saw her look like this.

"This is still considered a small amount. If you go to Wembley Stadium in London, or to the Bernabeu or Camp Nou, it will be so spectacular. I don't know what words to use to describe it!"

Su Jingyan also looked incredulous.

This stadium only has more than 50,000 people, but it is already such an unprecedented grand occasion.

What would the situation be like if it were to move to the Bernabeu and Camp Nou, which are worth tens of thousands of dollars?

Lin Yuner, who got off the car right after Zhang Ning, also smiled brightly, "The most crowded concert I've ever seen was in Ann Arbor, USA. It was the one that set the attendance record in the United States. That scene is unforgettable!"

This immediately made Su Jingyan amazed again.

She studied in the United States, but had never been to watch football and baseball games, so she was not familiar with them.

"So, what is the capacity of our new stadium in Southampton?"

She quite consciously classified herself as a member of the Saints Party.

"We? Southampton?" Zhang Ning deliberately teased her.

Su Jingyan immediately realized her mistake in speaking. She looked at Zhuang Ziqing and Lin Yuner, both of whom looked as if they were smiling but not laughing. She blushed and quickly explained, "Well, Southampton belongs to Yang Huan, so of course I have to support it, I..."

But she sadly discovered that the more she explained this kind of thing, the more embarrassing it became, and the worse it got.

Why are you bringing Yang Huan into this for no reason?

She wanted to slap herself twice!

"Alright, alright!" Zhuang Ziqing came out to help, smiling, "Let's go, he should be waiting for us!"

Zhang Ning chuckled, and when he walked into the VIP channel, he moved closer to Su Jingyan and said with a smile: "Senior sister, how about, when you see your good junior brother later, you can ask him what the capacity of your new stadium in Southampton is?"

These words immediately made Zhuang Ziqing and Lin Yuna burst into laughter.

On the other hand, Su Jingyan wished she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

Didn’t I just say something wrong?

Is it necessary to play targeted like this?

If you continue like this, I will poke you in the face!

As soon as the four of them walked into the VIP channel, they immediately saw Long Sansan, the bodyguard who followed Yang Huan, already waiting at the entrance.

As soon as he saw them, Long Sansan immediately came over to greet them.

"Ms. Zhuang, Ms. Zhang, Ms. Lin, the young master is waiting for you in the VIP lounge upstairs!"

"Oh, okay, thank you!" Zhuang Ziqing thanked with a smile.

But Zhang Ning laughed again, "Long Sansan, you forgot, there is also Miss Su!"

"Ah, oh, Miss Su!" Long Sansan greeted quickly.

Su Jingyan was both embarrassed and annoyed, so she reached out her hand and was about to pinch Zhang Ning.

You are too mixed up, aren't you?

You guys have that kind of relationship with him, why are you dragging me into this? What are you talking about?

Besides, she is a virgin. What if others misunderstand you if you act like this?

But for some reason, she was kind of hoping that others would misunderstand her.

So, this anger is just on the surface, just for show, and it should not be taken seriously at all.

The four of them took the elevator directly to the VIP lounge on the second floor. They could hear the noise from afar, and it must be very lively.

As soon as you enter the door, your eyes will naturally sweep towards crowded places.

As a result, I saw Yang Huan at first sight.

This guy was surrounded by people, leaving them with only his back, but even though it was just his back, the four of them recognized him.

Yang Huan didn't have eyes behind her back, so she didn't know they had arrived at all. It was Long Wu, who was playing games at the side, who saw them, walked over immediately and reminded Yang Huan.

Young Master Huan turned around suddenly, and when he saw them, he immediately laughed. After apologizing to the people surrounding him, he turned around and walked towards them.

Along the way, people kept taking the opportunity to come up to me and say hello, or to get close to me.

"Hello, Master Huan!"

"Hello hello!"

Even when they came up to them, some people still came up to make themselves familiar.

Yang Huan gave a helpless smile and quickly pointed to a more secluded corner in the distance, indicating that they could go there to have some peace and quiet.

"I can't help it. You know I'm handsome, popular, rich, and stupid, so..."

Zhuang Ziqing and others couldn't help but smile.

The first half of the sentence is okay, typical of Yang Huan's bragging, but isn't the second half a bit too funny?

When did you, Master Huan, become so self-aware? Do you know that you are stupid because you have so much money?

I don’t know why, but when Su Jingyan saw Yang Huan, her heart was in turmoil.

In addition, she had a close relationship with Yang Huan and they often argued with each other when they were together, so she came up with this remark unexpectedly.

"Of course, you are such a romantic young master, and there are so many beauties here, so of course you threw your wives aside and even forgot about the phone!"

But who is Yang Huan?

Your face is so thick that it can block bullets. How can you not stand such a verbal battle?

"I say, Senior Sister Su, why do you sound sour? Also, I don't think I did anything to you, so why do you feel so self-conscious about being included in the category of wives?"

"Ah?" Su Jingyan only then realized her speech error.

After being caught with something, my heart was beating like a deer, I was so flustered that I didn't even have time to refute.

Just at this moment, a group of people came over from not far away.

There are two people leading the group, isn’t one of them Luiz Filipe Vieira, the chairman of the board of directors of Benfica?

I saw this group of people seemed to be searching in the crowd, and when they saw Yang Huan and others, they immediately came over to them.

From a distance, Vieira's loud voice could be heard shouting, "Haha, Master Huan, so you're here. We had such a hard time finding you!"

Yang Huan suddenly felt depressed. The quietness and the flirting that were promised to him were gone again!

So what?

You guys!

But he quickly adjusted his mood and responded with a smile.

Beside Yang Huan, Zhang Ning and Lin Yuner secretly pulled Su Jingyan's clothes and stepped back a little, leaving Zhuang Ziqing standing beside Yang Huan.

This is also like a tacit understanding between them.