October 4th.
Second round of the Champions League group stage.
Real Madrid vs. Dynamo Kiev at home.
Huang Kaiwen, who is "recuperating" from injury, was not included in the squad.
Before the game, Huang Kevin went to the Bernabeu's home dressing room in advance to wait for his teammates.
"Kevin, didn't you make the squad today?"
Raul asked curiously when he saw Huang Kevin.
"Yes, but today I will be in the stands." Huang said with a smile.
"I really envy you that you can still enjoy it in the swimming pool."
Cassano said with an envious look.
Has he made the squad again?
Huang Kaiwen, who was willing to talk more, asked, "Let's talk about you. I'm quite interested in making movies."
"Making a movie is not as fun as it looks. It is not easy to develop in Hollywood as a Spaniard. I have been to Italy before, but in the end I went to the United States. When I was filming, I had to go through the camera over and over again. The director said it was OK. .”
Lopez said.
"Sounds boring."
Huang Kevin said.
"It's just very boring, and I face a lot of other pressures. There's nothing much to talk about. Tell me about a player's life. I think a player's life is more interesting."
Cruz squeezed next to Huang Kevin and said.
Kevin Huang felt his arm was attacked and quickly said: "A player's life is very simple, playing football and celebrating."
"A little more specific, like who is the most interesting in the Real Madrid dressing room and who is the most popular?"
Huang Kevin removed Cruz's hand and said, "Everyone is okay. Players' ideas are not that complicated. Most players have not had much contact with society. It is easy for players to believe what agents say."
Feeling Cruz reaching out again, Huang Kevin quickly reminded: "We have started to warm up, don't be photographed."
Kevin Huang wouldn't mind trying out a new facial cleanser in a different place, but he doesn't want to make a fool of himself during a global live broadcast.
Those teachers also edited the material after shooting it.
Even if he, Huang, has outstanding talent, he cannot directly go to high difficulty level.
The game starts soon.
Directory shots have been frequently shown to Kevin Huang and Cruz.
"Hey, Kevin Huang is watching football in the swimming pool again today."
"Watching the game with him is the famous Spanish movie star Penélope Cruz. She just won the Best Actress in the Main Competition at Cannes in May this year. The most important thing is that she is a Real Madrid fan."
"We still have to take a look at the game. Capello used 442 today. It can be seen that he is looking for changes. Guti played the left winger position."
Huang Kaiwen is also watching the game.
It’s just that the ball I’m watching is different.
Cruz, a Real Madrid fan, is very interested in the Real Madrid star.
The small swimming pool can accommodate Huang Kevin and Ronaldo, but Cruz has nowhere to put his hands.
After several corrections.
Huang Kaiwen has finally seen the power of habits.
He didn't bother to push Cruz's hand away anymore.
In the 45th minute, Reyes received a pass from Diarra and rushed into the penalty area to score in the far corner. The director's camera showed Huang Kevin again.
The post bar exploded immediately.
"Damn it, Kevin Huang seems to be here for a vacation. Look at his relaxed expression."
"Cruz took something out of the water and put it to his mouth. Are all celebrities so frugal that they still have to pick up food after it falls?"
"Hey, it's another day to envy Kevin Huang for his awesomeness. I also want to watch football at the Bernabeu with female celebrities."….
"If you want to be treated like Kevin Huang, you must first know how to play football. Huang Kaiwen's treatment is all achieved by his kicks."
"Do you think this guy Kevin Huang was secretly spying on Cruz?"
"I felt it must be there, and then I pretended that I bumped into it accidentally."
"You guys seem stupid. A star like Kevin Huang might be willing to touch her directly."
Kevin Huang turned his head and looked at Cruz with wide eyes.
Cruz blinked at Kevin Huang and asked, "Is there anything strange?"
"No, you should just wipe your mouth."
Huang Kevin said.
Spanish people are unrestrained, and Spanish female stars are even more unrestrained.
Huang Kaiwen really didn't expect that she would dare to do this when the camera kept coming.
Cruz stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, and then carefully licked between her fingers. No wonder women are like cats.
At the end of 90 minutes, Real Madrid beat Dynamo Kiev 5:1.
The whistle blows to end the game.
Huang Kaiwen put on a bath towel and left, and invited his teammates to go home to celebrate together. Business could not be delayed.
It’s still barbecue.
The main thing is that this thing is easy to prepare.
Having had the experience of celebrating at Huang Kaiwen's house before, the teammates were more relaxed.
Sitting in the yard talking and laughing, a few angry words came from time to time.
Raul put a chair next to Huang Kevin and said: "The team hasn't had frequent gatherings for a long time, and it feels really good."
"Why?"
Huang Kevin asked.
"I can't tell. Maybe everyone doesn't want to party. The team obviously doesn't have any major conflicts."
Raul sighed.
"There will be many opportunities to come over to celebrate in the future. How can you be so emotional when you are not even 30 years old?" Huang Kevin patted Raul on the shoulder and said.
"yes."
Raul said with a smile: "I have forgotten that I am not 30 years old yet. Playing in Real Madrid is an honor and a burden. I need to get along well with my teammates, satisfy the chairman, and have a good relationship with the media to let them go." You talk nonsense and you have to learn to please the fans."
"That's really not easy."
"Yes, if we lose against Barcelona you will see white handkerchiefs at the Bernabeu and believe me, it will not be a nice experience."
Raul sighed again and said.
"Do not be silly."
Huang Kaiwen stood up and said with a smile: "I haven't lost yet, and it will be the same in the next game. Ronaldinho will not win applause at the Bernabeu this time. The victory belongs to us."
Raul looked up at Huang Kevin, raised his glass and said, "Here's to victory!"
"Here's to the victory!"
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.
Only a few teammates raised their glasses with Huang Kaiwen, and the rest were drunk.
Cassano, who occupied the sofa in advance, yelled in the room.
Kevin Huang entered the room and saw Penelope Cruz on TV.
Female celebrities are really hardworking.
After watching the game at the Bernabeu, I even went on a TV talk show late at night.
"What did I eat? Those were Kevin's...potato chips. He dropped them before picking them up, so I picked them up and ate them. Not wasting food is a virtue."
"Oh, Kevin's potato chips!
! "
Cassano shouted excitedly.
Huang Kaiwen didn't know what to say. ….
Damn potato chips.
In the lens, even if it's not very clear, you can tell it's not potato chips.
"How do you feel, man?" Cassano asked with a wink.
"How do you feel? Let me tell you, don't drink too much and stay at my house today."
Kevin Huang warned.
Today I feel dizzy while soaking in hot water and am not in the mood to tease Cassano.
"Hey, you can't do that to me, look at those bastards who are already sleeping here." Cassano shouted, pointing to Raul Bravo on the ground.
Huang Kevin covered his head and waved his hands, not wanting to talk to Cassano anymore.
…
On the national team match day, Huang Kaiwen did not return to Milan, but he welcomed guests from Milan.
"Brother, are you surprised to see me?!"
Inzaghi opened his arms and hugged Huang Kevin and asked.
"Were you fired by Carlo?"
Kevin Huang asked, rolling his eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I am a key figure in Milan, but I was injured, so I told Carlo that I was going to come to Spain for a few days, and he agreed."
Inzaghi said.
"That's really nice."
Kevin Huang did not expose Inzaghi.
Milan's main striker combination now is Yin Bu and Toni.
The double-high combination has performed stably and has no injuries. Even if Inzaghi is not injured, it will be difficult@
"What does it mean? Aren't you happy to see me? As a resident of Madrid, you should take me to experience the nightlife here. This is basic etiquette."
Inzaghi protested dissatisfied.
"Sorry, I have no interest recently. How about I introduce Ronaldo to you? He has not reported to the national team."
Huang Kevin asked.
"Let's talk about it when we have time. I don't know him very well." Inzaghi put his arms around Huang Kaiwen's neck and said, "Your home is so big, please show me around."
After half an hour, I took a quick look around.
Inzaghi encouraged: "It's a pity that your house is so big that you can't hold a party. I know a person who can fill your yard with supermodels in two hours."
Huang Kaiwen didn't say anything and walked directly into the house.
Inzaghi chased after him and shouted: "Even if we don't call so many supermodels, it's not bad for us to have two each."
"Barbara will be back soon, I hope you can still say that." Huang Kevin reminded.
"What did I say? I just came to Madrid to visit you normally."
Inzaghi changed his words.
Barbara is the president of the club, and she is much more ruthless than Galliani.
When Inzaghi got old, he still thought about retiring in Milan.
…
Taking advantage of the national team match day, Capello returned to Italy.
Since you can't find a suitable candidate in Spain, go back to Italy.
After the plane landed in Turin, Capello immediately called a taxi.
Found the alley through memory.
The weather in Turin is nice today.
The alley still looked eerie.
This kind of place is a hot spot for crime incidents.
From a distance, the alley seems to have no end.
Capello frowned and stood at the entrance of the alley for two minutes, and finally gritted his teeth and stepped into the darkness.
If you want to enjoy the light, you must first get along with the darkness. ….
These are just small stumbling blocks on his road to success.
He, Fabio Capello, will not be scared.
The pungent smell was exactly the same as in the memory.
The stench like dead fish mixed with the smell of various kitchen waste made Capello's stomach protest.
Capello picked up the pace again.
After walking a few more steps, I felt a slippery feeling under my feet.
Capello took out his cell phone, squatted down slightly to illuminate it and cursed: "Xiete!"
He doesn't specialize in English.
It's because he really stepped on shit!
Capello rubbed his feet against the wall a few times in disgust, sighed and moved on.
Fortunately, the alley is not long.
A minute later, Capello finally reached the end.
In the faint light of the day, I saw a familiar sign.
Crunch——
Open the door and enter the house.
Capello lowered his head sharply and avoided the hanging decoration on the door frame.
The Real Madrid coach finally smiled.
It's not all bad after all.
"welcome."
A short man raised his head and showed a flattering smile.
"Hello, Master."
Capello said in straight Chinese with a round accent.
The short man was stunned for a moment, and then said in Italian: "I haven't been back for a long time, so it's better to speak in Italian."
"That's fine."
Capello nodded and asked: "I need you to protect a Chinese without getting hurt for a period of time. Do you have any idea?"
"Yes, yes, Chinese people will not harm Chinese people!"
The short man with dark skin nodded vigorously and said.
"That's great." Capello breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Will it be very troublesome? If it is, I may not be able to operate it correctly."
"No trouble, no trouble!
! "
The man waved his hands repeatedly, reached into the counter with one hand, and began to rummage through the drawers.
I opened several drawers but couldn't find it.
Suddenly, the short man slapped his head hard and turned out of the counter again.
He walked quickly to the door and took off a portrait from the door.
The portrait above shows a Taoist priest dressed in yellow robes, surrounded by Nine Palaces and Bagua.
Capello nodded secretly.
According to his understanding of China, these are indeed Chinese things.
It seems that this kind of thing still needs to be done by Chinese talent.
The short man handed the portrait to Capello and said: "Put this on a place within 100 meters of the target, @5 dollars, not even a cent less. Without sincerity, it will not work if the heart is not sincere."
Capello handed over a hundred-dollar bill and said, "Any more is a tip. What's the spell?"
"Spell?"
The short man who took the money was stunned when he heard Capello's words, and immediately nodded and said: "Yes, spells, and spells."
He approached Shorty biting his lip and pacing around the house.
Capello didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of disturbing the master's train of thought.
"Spell, spell, I remembered it!"
The man clapped his hands excitedly and said, "Huang Ama, I was wrong, don't fight anymore. This is the spell!"
Capello nodded slightly as he listened to the Chinese spoken in a straight and round accent. The master is a master. Even if he leaves the Chinese language environment, he still has the same accent as the Chinese cram school teacher.
"Huang Ama, I was wrong, don't fight anymore."
Capello said silently.
Somewhat difficult to pronounce.
Taking out the voice recorder in his pocket and seeing that the voice recorder was recording, Capello finally turned around and pushed the door open to leave. .
Buried Love Ye Liangchen
