Super Storm

When the players of the two teams were training, fans in the stands also entered.

Ibrahimovic, Van der Vaart, Sneijder and other Ajax players also entered the stadium at the same time, this time even including Ajax captain Galasek, and the number one center Charles Stasi Waiting for everyone to come.

The arrival of Ajax aroused a warm welcome from fans at Gaugenward Stadium.

Amsterdam and Utrecht are separated by forty or fifty kilometers, and they made a special trip to cheer for teammate Yang Yang.

The movement in the stands naturally attracted the attention of the players on the court, and Yang Yang waved toward the teammates.

"Come on! Brother, kick and kill Argentina!" Ibrahimovic roared loudly.

"You can do it, come on, Yang Yang!"

"I support you, Yang Yang!"

"Don't give them any chance!"

The young players of Ajax roared with great vigor, even with a little provocation.

This made the Argentine fans across the stand unhappy, so they counterattacked, and here, the fans in the Netherlands and China cheered cheeringly, as soon as they saw the Argentine fans counterattack, they immediately counterattacked them.

The unlucky Argentine fans were attacked by Dutch and Chinese fans, regardless of the number or momentum, they were at an absolute disadvantage.

The game hasn't started yet, but they lost a game first.

Seeing the fans depress the Argentine fans, Ibrahimovic laughed and felt particularly energetic.

But when he was about to pick things up, Maxwell next to him lightly bumped his arm, hooked Fairmaren and Sneijder and others, pointing in a direction not far from them.

"Wow, Maxwell, are you starting to watch beautiful women too?"

"Don't say, good vision, so beautiful!"

"Pure student girl, the best."

"More beautiful than those Hollywood celebrities, it turns out there are such beautiful girls in China."

Hearing that his teammates didn't pay attention to the point, Maxwell was depressed.

"You look carefully." He said, and he took out his cell phone specially, which contained a photo.

Everyone gathered together, saw the photos, and then looked at the Chinese girl not far away, the same person, what's going on?

While everyone was still puzzled, Nicholas Bentner shouted first, "Isn't that Yang Yang's girlfriend, who is so strict?"

"Hush!" Maxwell immediately signaled him to be quiet, reporters and fans everywhere, don't be too high-profile.

Bentner immediately covered his mouth and looked around. Fortunately, the sound was very loud, and he didn't notice what he just called.

"She is Yang Yang's girlfriend?" Ibrahimovic widened his eyes.

Maxwell nodded in a hurry. "He doesn't admit it, but we guess it must be."

"Yes, I chat online every night, and I often call. Before that, I also gave him a hand-knitted hand rope. Yang Yang was more pampered than his sweetheart. He said no, do you believe it?" Fairmaren echoed.

Everyone shook their heads one after another, and they certainly didn't believe it.

"But don't really say that Yang Yang has a very strong vision, and his girlfriend looks so beautiful. No wonder that the so-called school flowers in their school wrote love letters to him before.

"Uh ... Zlatan, the school flower is actually very good." Fairmaren regretted, "It's just that I can't stand it compared to this."

It was really a sentence, there was no harm without comparison.

The young guys of Ajax gathered together, squeaky, did not care about the upcoming game under the stands, but more concerned about Yang Yang's life-long event.

Heitinga even encouraged Sneijder with this, "Look, even Yang Yang has found a girlfriend. You haven't taken the order off the team. You can have a snack, Wesley."

Sneijder was speechless and wanted to cry.

But everyone was talking, but they all doubted that such a beautiful girl is really Yang Yang's girlfriend?

"Wow, after a long time, you don't know anything." Ibrahimovich I really look down on the expression of your group of guys.

"He hid too tightly and refused to admit it."

"It seems that when I'm away, you guys haven't grown up at all." The Swede shook his head in disappointment. "He doesn't admit it, wouldn't you find a way to let him admit it?"

"What can I do?" Maxwell put a look on your face.

Not to mention, Ibrahimovic directly stood up and ordered a few brothers such as Maxwell, Fermalen, Sneijder and McKong who were particularly good to Yang Yang, "You guys follow me Come."

With that said, this Swedish center has the style of a triad boss and went straight to the past.

The location is not far away, just two steps away.

Ibrahimovic's height of nearly two meters, even in the stands of people, is still very conspicuous, not to mention the players who are still with Ajax beside him, and someone greets them along the way.

This move also quickly attracted the attention of Su Ye and Wei Zhen and others.

Soon, Ibrahimovic and others came to them.

Just looking at it from a distance, I just thought that Su Ye is very beautiful.

Su Ye recognized these people and knew that they were Yang Yang's best teammates. He immediately stood up and smiled gracefully and asked, "Hello, is there something wrong?"

This crisp and sweet voice, this figure, this temperament made Ibrahimović's enquiry a bit inexplicable.

Behind him, Maxwell and others saw him deflated and suddenly smiled.

The killing power of this superb beauty is so great that Ibrahimovic is speechless in one sentence, and it will definitely be another interesting conversation of Ajax in the future, which can be written after retiring in the future. The autobiography boasted about it.

"Huh?" Su Ye was a little curious.

"Uh, nothing, just to see you, come over and say hello." Ibrahimović was somewhat at a loss.

In fact, he didn't know how to talk to the girl, he just talked about it.

"Well, yes, yes, we are just here to say hello." This is Maxwell.

"Yang Yang often talks to you about us, but I didn't expect that you are much prettier than the photos." The sweetest one was Fairmaren.

Su Ye blushed, and she realized that these people must have misunderstood something.

Before waiting for her excuse, Ibrahimovic forced herself to calm down and remembered the purpose of her trip.

"You can rest assured that while Yang Yang was in the Netherlands, we will help you watch it, and he will not let him mess up. Those school flowers that write love letters to him, do everything possible to hook up his female stars, etc. Opportunity. "

As soon as the Swede said, the others immediately responded and nodded.

"Yes, yes, yes, we will not let him go to the red light district."

"He plays football in the Netherlands with all his heart in mind, he can't even pick up girls, simple!"

"I think he is a super-secure boy. If I were a girl, I would marry him."

"Wait, Douglas, did you talk like that? You are a man and so black, Yang Yang is not interested in you."

"I mean if."

"Nothing."

"Then you said the red light district just now."

"I……"

Su Ye giggled, and saw everyone's eyes straightened. "He really was right."

"What did he say?" Ibrahimovic intuitively told him that the next thing was definitely not good.

With Yang Yang's character, can they be highly evaluated?

Su Ye also knows that they often get used to each other, and often use each other to shove. Before that, Maxwell and Fairmaren eavesdropped on Yang Yang to talk on the phone. Yang Yang deliberately said to them in front of them Two wonderful flowers influenced him to talk on the phone, but he also had a chat with Maxwell and Fairmaren.

Both Maxwell and Ibrahimovic will get used to the brothers in front of their wives and girlfriends.

"I dare not say it." Su Yeqiang chuckled.

"Say, anyway we have to find him to settle the accounts." Maxwell was also excited.

"You asked me to say." Su Ye deliberately sold Guanzi.

"Speak, all right."

"He said, you are all a group of wonderful flowers!"

After talking, Su Ye couldn't laugh anymore.

Ibrahimovic and others were defeated.

Later, in front of Su Ye, they don't expect to raise their heads to meet people!

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Argentine dressing room.

Back from the training ground, Messi was sitting in front of the closet, leaning on the cold closet behind his head, thinking about his things with his eyes closed, and the other players in the locker room were not able to take care of him and were doing it. The final preparation before playing.

The psychiatrist Marcelo Roffey came to Messi, sat down, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Messi opened his eyes, looked at Marcelo Rophie, and shook his head.

In the past, the Argentine National Youth Team was never equipped with a psychologist.

But before this World Youth Championship, the Argentine Football Association organized a 40-day training, Messi and roommate Aguero's mental state was not very good, and the pressure was great, so the national team coach Pequel Mann proposed to arrange a psychologist to let him approach the players of the National Youth Team.

At first, Messi was full of vigilance and vigilance against Marcelo Roffey, but gradually, he also realized the role of a psychologist.

During this period of training for the National Youth Team, Marcelo Roffey has always played a role in soothing his soul.

In the World Youth Championships, before every game, he had to communicate with Marcelo Roffey to vent and release the pressure in his heart, and to invest in the game with a better mental appearance and psychological quality.

"It doesn't matter, tell me." Marcelo Roffie encouraged.

Messi opened his eyes again, staring straight ahead, as if his eyes could penetrate the thick walls, into the Chinese team's dressing room, and find the Chinese team player he had always regarded as a big enemy.

He had been to Yang Yang countless times when he saw Yang Yang's reaction, but he really saw it, but found that it was completely different from what he imagined. Whether it was Yang Yang's reaction or himself, it was different.

"I finally saw him!" Messi said.