Lu Yin Silly Waist

An interview car with ‘PPTV’ printed on the streets of London.

Dong Yuming sat on the co-pilot and looked at the praises in the newspapers that he highly praised for Yi Le.

Chinese players have never stopped studying abroad, but they have not been able to play the desired effect. Not to mention a core, even the starting players have not been able to become.

In most cases, I spent a few years in a muddled state, and then returned home unhappy.

Chinese football has always been a thorn in the hearts of fans and even the Chinese!

Are there many Chinese fans?

many! What a terrible!

The popularity of the World Cup every year can be seen.

But as a Chinese, as a Chinese fan, who does not want to cheer for his national team on the World Cup.

Cheers for the wonderful attack!

Exclaimed for a thrilling defense!

Crazy for a rare victory!

However, Chinese football itself is not upset and has been let down by the faith of the fans. Not to mention going to the World Cup, even rushing out of Asia is difficult.

In this large environment, Yi Le appears like a firefly in the dark night, so bright and bright.

Although the British Championships are not the top five leagues in the world, they are dozens of times more powerful than the Chinese Super League.

But in such a field, a Chinese player actually became the core, he became the darling of the entire team.

Dong Yuming's heart is full of excitement, he has only seen this kind of plot in those novels!

This time when he returned to China, he suspended the handover procedures for his transfer and insisted on staying in London for follow-up reports.

And after he reported the situation and was certified, the column team quickly set up an interview team. Their only task was to interview every bit of Yi Le.

"Lying trough!"

Suddenly, a sound of exclamation came from the back seat. A young man who appeared to be in his early twenties, holding his mobile phone in his hand, widened his eyes excitedly.

"How does this pass the ball? Is there a locator on his shoulder?"

"Nima, this is a cow tail, so beautiful!"

"This straight ball!" The young man's face flushed with excitement, and he didn't know how to praise him at the end, he could only hold back a sentence: "Night!"

Li Zhen is an intern reporter at PPTV. He had just been in the column group for less than a month, but he was lucky and was sent directly to follow-up interviews abroad.

He thought that they were interviewing a certain national football gangster, but he didn't expect it to be a teenager with no hair.

It's just that when he saw the video of the opponent's playing, he was completely conquered.

Is there anyone in China who can play such a football?

This is the game, Li Zhen has watched it several times, the pace of the game is extremely fast, and it is completely a European league game.

This is different from the slow and soft game he sees in the Chinese Super League.

Intense physical confrontation!

Fast and accurate pass!

The ever-changing arena and the elusive running position!

And in such a field, the dark-haired teenager almost dominated the whole game.

He is the team's engine and commander.

His passing is sharp and precise!

When countless people cheered like a pilgrimage to the dark-haired teenager, Li Zhen felt a tingling of scalp and goose bumps, and he was slowly proud of himself.

"Uncle Dong, I feel I'm dreaming!" Li Zhen said incredulously.

Dong Yuming smiled slightly, not to mention Li Zhen, he was even more disoriented when he first saw the Yi Le game.

Watching the ball on the spot and watching the video are two different things.

When countless Millwall fans burst into huge cheers, he was inevitably assimilated.

That was his compatriots, then their Chinese players!

He is extremely proud and proud!

"This time we have a chance to get an interview, and you are doing well." Dong Yuming said with a smile.

Li Zhen nodded again and again: "Relax! I must be positive, but ... Uncle Dong, after the interview, can I have a signature?"

Dong Yuming froze for a moment, then smiled dumbly and said, "Then you have to talk to Yi Le."

Li Zhen scratched his head a little embarrassedly, the two came to the Millwall Club with an inexplicable feeling.

Led by the staff to the training ground, at this time, the main players and substitute players are in training.

Seeing this scene, Dong Yuming didn't say anything, just pick up the camera and start shooting.

It was just that the staff who had been accompanying them in the front of the camera body seriously said: "Mr. Reporter, this is not in compliance."

Dong Yuming froze for a moment, then smirked, he was anxious.

How can such a training match be reported, it is likely to reveal tactics, so after apologizing, put away the camera.

Dong Yuming and Li Zhenzheng watched the training match without blinking. Their eyes were fixed on the dark-haired teenager wearing the main team vest.

Watching him keep combing the rhythm of the court, the precise but quick passing of the foot can't help but secretly sigh.

"What a fast pace!" Li Zhen exclaimed even more.

Footballs are constantly being seen by everyone. Every pass is powerful, but these Millwall players can stop steadily.

Li Zhen secretly contrasted, if you change to a national football player, I don't know if the opponent can stop a few meters away.

This is the gap of basic skills!

The rhythm of the entire training game is changing rapidly, and the rhythm is very fast. Everyone's running position and movement make Li Zhen feel dazzled.

He saw Yi Le was holding the ball on his back, and a substitute defensive player posted a fierce post.

Just when he thought Yi Le was about to be knocked down, he saw that with a hum, Yi Le didn't move, and the football under his feet was knocking on the heel, dripping from the defender's wicket Rolled over.

And Yi Le completed the turn around the first time, relying on explosive force to get rid of each other.

"Pretty!" Dong Yuming saw this beautiful turn and got rid of it, could not help but praise

Li Zhen was surprised, "He is strong?"

Yi Le's body looked very thin, Li Zhen was puzzled, how Yi Le resisted the bear-like defensive player.

The staff member raised his chin proudly and said: "Yi's physical confrontation ability is not weak. You know that in the league, other teams are easy to defend, but they need to defend against double defense!

Li Zhen was shocked and muttered to himself: "Isn't this a superstar treatment?"

"Yes!" The staff member proudly said: "He is the superstar of Millwall!"

......

After the training match, Neil Hareid concluded that today's training ended today.

Then, he pulled Yi Le over and asked him to participate in the media interview.

Yi Le is a bit puzzled, isn't the club strictly forbid him to contact the media? Why did he let him participate in the interview again.

With doubts, Yi Le walked to the sidelines. When he saw two Chinese holding microphones and cameras waiting for him, his eyes suddenly lit up and he could not help trotting over.

Dong Yumingan was patient with excitement and just about to speak, I saw Yi Le asked cautiously: "Are you Chinese?"

When Yi Le first came to Europe, he was often regarded as a Japanese or a Korean. After all, there were too few Chinese players playing in Europe, so there were some jokes.

Dong Yuming glanced at Li Zhen. The former immediately thought of the problem and could n’t help laughing: “Hello, Yi Le ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ I am a PPTV reporter, Dong Yuming!”

Is really a Chinese!

The smile on Yile's face showed a touch of intimacy.

It's a happy thing to meet Chinese in a foreign country.

Li Zhen also came over, looked at Yi Le with a curious look, and gave a thumbs up and praised: "You play football is awesome!"

Yi Le scratched his head embarrassedly, shyly said: "Thank you."

Is still a shy boy,

Dong Yuming's sense of Yile is getting better.

"Is it convenient for an interview now?" Dong Yuming asked.

Yi Le took the lead and said, "Well, it's convenient. If you think it's too noisy here, we can go to the cafe opposite, it's pretty good."

Looking at Yi Le's anxious look, Dong Yuming smiled and said: "This is very good."

"Well, what do you want to ask?" Yi Le was a little lost, feeling that he hadn't treated them well.

Dong Yuming smiled and re-introduced himself: "We are reporters of the Eurostar column group under PP Sports. My name is Dong Yuming."

Yile nodded and said, "My name is Yile, a professional football player from Dalin City."

Finished, he asked curiously: "Are you famous?"

Amount ...

Dong Yuming smiled awkwardly and said, "Should."

Ridiculous!

PP Sports is not famous?

Don't look at you guys, you can talk nonsense!

"It's great." Yi Le laughed with a palm in his hands and said: "Then my parents can see it."

Dong Yuming looked a little bit, with a touch of pain, said: "We will definitely inform the second old."

"Thank you."

Yi Le laughed extremely happy.