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"Penguin Sports": A century-old appointment with Mr. Ma! In the just-concluded first semi-final of the 2012 European Cup, England, led by Mr. Ma, beat Portugal 3-0, entering the final for the first time in history!

"Sine Live": In the competition for the top superstars, Mark Qin won the victory, and the whole England is cheering, The King!

Yes, he is now the veritable king of England, an irreplaceable commander, and a unique symbol.

"French Football": Mark is leading England to touch areas they have never touched. For British football, he is the king of the ball, and he is the British code name!

"The Times": We are on the way to absolute greatness. This England makes us dream of 66, and it will be even greater and more exciting!

"Daily Telegraph": For the first time in history, we are writing a new history, a new history, the golden generation is in progress!

"Manchester Evening News": Carnival in England, sleepless all night! The Queen delivered a speech: Thank you to all the soldiers who fought in Ukraine, you brought joy to the British people!

"Daily Mirror": Top of Europe, here we come!

Les Echos: Mark, Mark, St. Mark!

Even though it was late at night, and even though it was past three in the morning when Ma Keqin and the others returned to Kyiv, the heat all over the world hadn't diminished at all, instead, they burned Yu Lie!

Maybe, this is just the beginning!

Maybe it's not big news for Brazil to win the World Cup again, but what if it's the Chinese team?

In the scene of the European Cup, England's situation for many years is not much better than that of the Chinese team.

So the sensation caused this time can be imagined!

Ma Keqin and his social media are almost maxed out. Reporters from all over the world are frantically flocking to Kyiv. The entrance of the hotel where they are staying is already crowded.

"We went to the locker room after the game and praised the boys, they are the best." Bobby Charlton, who was also stopped at the entrance of the hotel, couldn't remember how many times he was interviewed tonight.

"The pride they brought to England, the confidence, it's good, really good, it couldn't be better..."

"I believe in Mark, just like the first time I saw him play wild at Old Trafford, haha", the old man said with a smile, "And in all the finals that Mark participated in, he has never lost. This time I I believe there will be no exception, he has this ability..."

"Hmm..." Hearing the last question, Charlton thought for a while, "I think his historical status should not be judged by me, and I am not qualified to judge him again. His contribution to English football, now Only history can judge..."

Pirlo II, Zidane II, Beckenbauer II, Bobby Charlton II, at this moment, all go with the wind.

He is Mark I, and he is invincible!

Just like Jordan's first three consecutive championships, Maradona's first World Cup, Michael Jackson's "Thriller", he is only one step away from becoming the king.

List of small hills!

Grand Slam!

Become a legend!

The reason why a legend is called a legend is because its own journey is a legend and cannot be copied.

"Can you talk more about Mark?"

"Will you still let me, the old man, sleep..." Old Haiwei yelled out the window.

Marco, Hugh, Bebald, Ancelotti, as long as they can be caught, people related to Mark Qin will all face a mental breakdown tonight, and they will be troubled.

Want to say why? It would be too late to interview after the finals, and now I have to work non-stop.

"Hula..."

"England..., King of Three Lions..."

The crowd outside the hotel was dense, and Kyiv’s police forces were mobilized a lot, trying to maintain order. These people knew how crazy the drunken fans were. Russia is also a nation with the same drinking culture.

England's bus is slowly driving towards the entrance of the hotel. Fortunately, this is not England, otherwise the all-round live broadcast of water, land and air is definitely ready.

"Our hero is back..." Countless noisy live broadcasts spread in all directions from this absolutely unqualified live broadcast environment, "The first to come down is Capello..."

Then came the coaching staff, and then other players in bits and pieces, "Huh", many people found something strange, many of the main players did not get off the car.

Mark Qin, Gerrard, Rooney, Terry, etc., none of them can be seen! Where are they?

"Today is a holiday, and they disbanded on the spot." Capello was stopped by a familiar reporter, and he explained casually, without saying anything, and directly led the team into the hotel.

Well, I missed it!

Most of the reporters outside the venue were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They all came with missions. This...

At the same time, a black ordinary car drove into a luxurious hotel and went straight to the VIP parking lot.

Ma Keqin was wearing sunglasses and a black sweater, just like many ordinary fashionable young people. After getting out of the car, he looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no enemy, he gestured to the driver and said that he would pick him up this evening. He hurried into the elevator.

Anxious!

It was only halfway that he knew that Isabella had arrived in Kyiv, so as soon as the bus entered the downtown area of ​​Kyiv, he found an opportunity and slipped away.

Missing is like a tide, and at such an exciting moment, it is only meaningful to be with the closest people.

It's really a tacit understanding! With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Ma Keqin found the door number, and then pressed the doorbell.

Almost the moment he pressed the button, the door opened, as if he knew that he had arrived outside the door, with a tacit understanding.

With an extremely familiar face, the two smiled at each other, and Ma Keqin rushed in and hugged Isabella.

"My dear... um...", the lips sealed by the passionate kiss could no longer utter any words, and the door slammed, leaving a world of two people, crying like crying.

...

People from all over the world came to find Mark Qin all night, especially those reporters. He didn't return to the hotel, which is news in itself!

Will there be any twists and turns in the bizarre story? Or the breaking news like the red light district?

In the minds of those reporters, it was like a demon with a small tail popped out, urging them to search and dig!

It was almost early in the morning when news came back from England that someone saw Isabella coming by plane, which disappointed them so much that they stopped thinking.

The rest of the matter is simple, the major hotels, wait for you, you must stay in the hotel when you come!

It was hard for them, and they didn’t have a clue until the sun was high. It’s a joke. It’s early in the morning when Ma Keqin came back.

Especially when Xiao Biesheng was newly married, the two of them tossed until the sun came out before they really fell asleep. At this time, the morning newspapers began to fill up the phone booths. Without exception, England was close to the final!

No matter how tired a person is, he can't bear the hunger. After three o'clock in the afternoon, when the paparazzi outside were already hungry and eccentrically stuck to their backs. After scolding him dozens of times in their hearts, Ma Keqin finally woke up from his sleep.

The messy room and the clothes strewn everywhere all tell the story of the tragic crime scene in the early morning.

Mark struggled from sleepy eyes, smiled, leaned back and sat on the head of the bed, and there was no one around him. It seemed that Isabella woke up earlier than him, and the movement from the small kitchen next door explained everything.

"Honey, you're awake," greeted Isabella, who came out with a dinner plate, with straight and smooth long legs, wearing only a long shirt, and Mark Qin was still drooling.

Isabella rolled her eyes, walked to the bed and put the dinner plate beside the bed, "You're hungry, I made some steak, I don't know..."

"I ate you first, haha..."

"what……"

When a man is in his early 20s, it goes without saying, who knows who uses it...

Isabella didn't want to move a little finger anymore. If it wasn't for her stomach rumbling, she still wasn't hungry, she murmured inwardly.

Ma Keqin hugged her, but he was not sleepy at all. Feeling her movements, he said softly, "Honey, I'll ask the hotel to bring you two more dinners, ah..."

Feeling Issa hugging his arm and biting down like a little lamb, a hint of pampering rose in his heart.

"It's all about you... what time is it, you're so embarrassing..."

Mark fondly stroked her hair, felt her obsession, and smiled in relief...

"Honey, let's get married..."

Ga, it's as if a fast-moving train has slammed on the brakes, the movie has been paused, and there is no sugar in the soy milk.

Everything came to an abrupt end.

Ma Keqin was still enjoying the warm atmosphere on his own, while brushing his gray and shiny hair, like raving and whispering.

Or he just blurted it out in this atmosphere without thinking it through himself. As someone who has experienced it, he has never thought about getting married in his life, and he has never been in a hurry.

He and Isabella have been together for five years, and he has never brought up this topic, and he has never asked about Isabella's character.

At this time, he said it naturally, as if it happened naturally.

Although there are many people in foreign countries who drag a few children to get married, as long as they are women, who doesn't want to marry themselves in a good time at their best?

Ok?

The weird atmosphere made Ma Keqin aware that something was wrong. Shouldn't it be you and me who were dreaming enthusiastically at this time?

But Issa was crying. Although she just bit her lip and sobbed softly, this was enough to surprise Mark Qin, because it never happened.

"What's the matter, dear, why are you crying..."

"...", she still didn't speak, but she was pulled over by Ma Keqin and buried her head in his chest, as if she was sobbing even harder.

As a mother and grandmother, Mark I, who blocked and killed gods and Buddhas, is now at a loss.

He raised his hand for a long time, but there was nowhere to put it, so he had no choice but to hug Isa helplessly, comforting him with a wry smile, "Cry, dear, cry if you want to cry..."

Heaven and earth conscience, I seem to have said something wrong, right? Or, collapsed with joy? Mark Qin was at a loss.

Oh, woman...

He just didn't know that Issa's recent work and the long-term pressure he himself brought to her, although she hadn't shown it all the time, they all poured out with this soft words at this moment, as if The flood burst.

Their personalities are a bit similar, they both tend to be introverted. Although many things cannot be seen, Issa is also silently dedicating everything she can do. She doesn't know football, but now she has become a half-expert.

She is not interested in business, but she manages the affairs of her father and Liverpool in order for Mark Qin.

She is the envy of countless women. In the outside world, she is like the shadow of Mark Qin.

But only she herself, as she grew up, experienced the pressure brought about by Ma Keqin's rocket-like rise in the past few years.

Joy, joy, surprise, astonishment, panic, worry, fear, woman's heart, sea needle.

What Ma Keqin brought over the years, to be honest, has exceeded her ability to bear, after all, she is only in her early 20s...

Now Ma Keqin doesn't need to wave at all, a woman with a lot of eyes in his eyes throws himself into his arms, and without opening his mouth, countless people squeeze their heads to send the check to him.

When her friends are with her, they must talk about Mark, and then look at her with envy and hatred...

All of this, her father is such a shrewd person, he has worked hard for half his life, and he has worked tirelessly every day, and he has not gotten as much as Ma Keqin now. He has only debuted for a few years?

Only as someone close to him can she clearly feel how much wealth, potential relationships and strength he has.

Rather than saying that she is worried about Mark Qin, it is better to say that she is worried that one day, everything will get out of control. This is the biggest fear in her heart for her who has received an aristocratic education since she was a child and wants to control all behaviors and behaviors.

"What's the matter? Baby, don't you want to marry?" Ma Keqin smiled carefully, gently lifted her face, and kissed the tears from her face, as if he was afraid of shocking her.

"Hmm..." Issa shook her head slightly with a nasal voice, as if she was also ashamed of what she had just done.

With a flushed face, she leaned her head against his chest again, "Whenever you want to marry, I will marry you..."

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