Facing the microphone that was suddenly stretched out in front of him, not only Liu Fanshu was confused, but the audience watching the live broadcast also looked puzzled at first, but they soon understood what was going on, and most of China quickly entered the eating scene. Melon pattern. pedicle
It's a pity that most Chinese people don't understand what reporter Waiguo is saying, and Liu Fanshu herself relies on her words to make a living, and her answers are spot-on. It's impossible for everyone to get any breaking news from her.
After finally finishing the interview, the crowd finally slowly dispersed. Liu Fanshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glared at Yang Feng angrily.
Yang Feng chuckled and said, "I saw it."
Liu Fanshu was confused, "What did you see?"
"Someone is paying attention to me."
"That's what you competed with first."
"But you responded," Yang Feng said, "So you are my girlfriend now."
"... all the girls in the stands are comparing themselves to you. Are they all your girlfriends?"
Yang Feng looked thoughtful, "If you don't mind, it's not impossible."
Liu Fanshu raised the microphone and said, "Look for a fight!"
The scene was filled with the sour smell of love. The camera guy looked at the camera he had just turned off and was debating whether to turn it on again and film the two of them flirting.
He Shi walked down from the commentary table, looked at the two of them, winked at Yang Feng and said, "You're quite capable of hitting with straight punches! So you two are... done?"
Yang Feng said: "It should be done."
Liu Fanshu was so embarrassed that he pushed him into the tunnel. Yang Feng leaned on his back and said as he walked: "I made an appointment with San Shi to get together at my house tonight."
He Shi said: "I know."
The two came to the entrance of the players' tunnel. Liu Fanshu was about to go back, but Yang Feng suddenly reached back and pulled her in. When she pressed against the wall of the tunnel, there was a bang.
Liu Fanshu looked around guiltily and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that no one was around. He glared at him coquettishly, "Are you a hooligan?"
"How can kissing your own girlfriend be called a hooligan?"
"You...um..."
There was the sound of footsteps, and Yang Feng pressed a kiss on her lips before reluctantly letting go.
Liu Fanshu helped him wipe off the lipstick mark and scratched his nose. "It stinks so much. Why don't you go wash it off quickly?"
"Well, see you later."
When he returned to the locker room, a group of people immediately gathered around him.
Akun smiled strangely and said, "Guys, in order to celebrate someone's being single, I decided to hold a party at home tomorrow. All non-single people are welcome to attend."
"Okay," Yang Feng said, "We will go to Japan tomorrow, and you can have a party at home."
"Huh?" Akun had obviously forgotten about this, "Damn, I forgot, we have to play in the Club World Cup."
Someone immediately showed a silvery smile and said, "You can hold the party in Japan. I remember there are many special programs there."
"Yes, let's celebrate the championship by the way!"
"That's a great idea, I'm going to fight ten that day!"
Even the Club World Cup can be forgotten, naturally because the only ones that can really get their attention now are the Premier League and the Champions League. The other championships are not as fresh as before. After winning them once, they feel just like that. Not only do they not have much sense of accomplishment, but they are also tired of traveling. , the gain outweighs the loss.
Well, there is also an FA Cup.
This is the only club championship that Yang Feng has not won. Many new fans who only started to care about football after Yang Feng became famous think that this event is the highest honor in football, and they cleverly compare it with domestic table tennis. Comparable to football champions...
Yang Feng took a bath comfortably, declined Pei Gong's request to attend the post-match press conference, picked up Wu Sanshi and returned home.
As soon as they entered the door, they were naturally startled by the birds and animals in the yard.
He Shi was stunned and said, "Did you bring the zoo to your home?"
"With those in the Middle East
"It's what the local tyrants learned," Yang Feng said. "Those who don't smoke, drink, or gamble must find some hobbies to pass the time."
Wu Sanshi discovered a new highlight, "Oh, these lions and tigers can also play football?"
"Don't even look at who raised it."
"You usually train with them, right?"
"Would you know if you go up and try it?"
"It looks quite fun," Wu Sanshi was really excited, "You won't die if you try it, right?"
"I remember that Ronaldinho used to train with his own dogs. You are even more outrageous. You actually trained with these guys..." He Shi shook his head, "Can I take pictures?"
"casual."
After Yang Feng finished speaking, he wrote to Liu Fan: "I'm going to the physical therapy room to recover. You can entertain me first."
Everyone's meaningful glances immediately came over.
Liu Fanshu felt like he was stepping on clouds that day, and he was in a state of ups and downs, no less so than this time. Luo Luo said generously: "You go ahead, I'll take them to visit as they please."
"Well, the kitchen should be almost there, remember to go and take a look."
"good."
Wu Sanshi's attention immediately shifted, "Brother Feng, take me to see your hyperbaric oxygen chamber and nitrogen freezing chamber?"
"Let's go."
The camera guy quickly raised his hand, "Can we take some pictures later?"
Yang Feng is notoriously low-key and difficult to interview outside the court. Everyone is very interested in his private life. Every day, there are countless tabloid reporters hiding outside waiting to dig through his trash can, just to find something. Cigarette butts, big ants, stun covers and the like.
When Duan Xuan led the team, the CCTV crew visited Yang Feng's home in Germany. But after arriving in Manchester, Yang Feng became more and more mysterious. If it weren't for Liu Fanshu's blessing, they probably wouldn't be able to enter Yang Feng's house today. In the villa, it is natural to seize the opportunity to take more shots.
Yang Feng was confident and quickly took Wu Sanshi to the physical therapy room.
After dinner, the guests and the host had a great time. After the meal, He Shi, Wu Sanshi and others left first. Yang Feng and Liu Fan returned her to the hotel after reading for a while.
The days ahead are long, don’t be in a hurry. pedicle
The next day, CCTV's live broadcast team also went to Japan to continue broadcasting the Manchester City game.
In the previous opening match of the Club World Cup, Japan's Hiroshima Sanfrecce Football Club defeated Oceania champion Auckland City Football Club 2-0 and successfully qualified.
In the quarter-finals, the Guangzhou Evergrande Taobao team fought back after conceding a goal first, and finally relied on the winning goal in the 54th minute and stoppage time to successfully eliminate the Mexican American team and enter the semi-finals.
In another quarter-final match that followed, Sanfrecce Hiroshima defeated African champion Mazembe Football Club 3-0 and also secured a spot in the semi-finals.
The other two semi-finals are Champions League champion Manchester City and South American Copa Libertadores champion River Plate.
In the first game of the semi-finals, River Plate defeated Sanfrecce Hiroshima 1-0 and took the lead in entering the final.
The second game of the semi-finals will be between the Guangzhou Evergrande Taobao team and the belated Manchester City. There is no doubt that this is another Chinese derby. pedicle
The lobby of Yokohama Haneda Airport in Japan was crowded with people. Countless media reporters and fans who flocked from all over Japan gathered here.
When the Manchester City players walked out, led by Pellegrini, the audience erupted in applause and screams.
Flashlights flashed wildly, and cheers like a roaring tsunami echoed in my ears.
The fans, especially the female fans, were jumping up and down with excitement.
Even reporters who were accustomed to big battles were stunned.
Manchester City, from the coach to the players, all wore dark blue suits with the team logo printed on them. Although they were not as handsome as Real Madrid and Milan in the past, they were very lethal with the tall and straight figures of the players.
The person with the loudest voice in the audience was naturally Yang Feng. pedicle
Even he himself didn't expect that he would be so popular in Japan.
Everyone was still friends at the beginning
Haodi helped sign autographs and said hello, but as the crowd grew larger and larger, the scene was about to get out of control, and the airport staff rushed over to protect everyone as they walked out.
From getting off the plane to getting on the bus, no one was interviewed, but after arriving at the hotel, Pellegrini, Kompany and Yang Feng were taken out as representatives to attend the pre-match press conference.
Their opponents in the next game, the Guangdong Evergrande Taobao team, watched the live broadcast and laughed.
They are the Asian champions, but when they first arrived here, there were only two or three kittens picked up by the fans, and there were even more reporters than fans...
There is an eight-hour difference between England and Japan, and the three of them just want to get rid of the jet lag, so Pellegrini seemed a little out of state and answered questions absent-mindedly.
"...What's your impression of Japan? Very good, the fans are very enthusiastic...Will they send all the main players? It depends on the status of the players...The goal? Of course it is the championship..."
Pellegrini was just an appetizer. After taking care of the old man, all the questions began to be directed at Yang Feng. As for Kompany, let him cool off.
"Hello Yang, I heard that you are very talented in languages. In addition to your native Chinese, you are also proficient in German and English. Do you know Japanese?"
"Sorry, no." In fact, if Bageya Luya's Butterfly God Horse counts, he can still say a few words.
"Then do you have a favorite Japanese player?"
"some."
All the Japanese reporters perked up and asked, "Who is it?"
"Hyuuga Kojiro."
"Huh? Oh, hahaha, Yang Fengjun is so funny. Did your long-range shot get inspiration from the tiger's shot?"
"It is true that I got inspiration from the tiger shot, but it is not the tiger shot in "Captain", but the tiger shot of the tiger in my yard... Well, you must have heard of it, right? I have two tigers, and they He is very good at playing football, and sometimes I may not be his opponent."
"...So is this the secret to your superior strength?"
"You can think so."
There he was talking nonsense seriously, much to the amusement of the audience.
"So you usually read Japanese comics, right?"
"I've seen some."
"Then what's your favorite comic? I mean, besides "Captain Tsubasa"."
"'Slam Dunk', 'Dragon Ball'."
"Then which character is your favorite?"
"Rukawa Kaede and Sun Wukong."
"Why not Sakuragi Hanamichi? He is the protagonist of "Slam Dunk"."
"Handsome." Handsome and handsome attract each other, and there is a sense of substitution.
"Then do you have a favorite Japanese star?"
"No." There are quite a few Japanese teachers I like...
A pre-match press conference ended with Yang Feng's gag, leaving Manchester City with only one day to get over the jet lag and adapt to the venue. The 2015-2016 Club World Cup soon began under the spotlight.
Manchester City's mentality should be as relaxed as possible, while Guangzhou Evergrande on the other side is facing a formidable enemy and almost treats this game as a world war.
In the player tunnel, Zheng Zhi, Feng Xiaoting, Zhang Linfan, Gao Lin and other international players came to say hello to Yang Feng.
What everyone is talking about is not actually the game that is about to start, but the Ballon d'Or Award Ceremony that will be held immediately after the Club World Cup.
Several people were congratulating Yang Feng in advance.
Yang Feng did not show off and accepted their compliments generously. pedicle
Both sides seemed to be having a great time, with "Friendship first, competition second" written on everyone's face, but as soon as the game started, Yang Feng turned his back and refused to recognize anyone else.
"Hello, audience friends, this is the Yokohama National Athletic Stadium in Japan. The second semi-final of the 2015 World Club Cup will start here. The two sides are the AFC Champions League champion Guangzhou Evergrande of China and the Champions League champion Manchester City."
"Look at both sides first@
Goalkeeper: 22-Li Shuai;
Defenders: 25-Zou Zheng, 28-Jin Yingquan, 6-Feng Xiaoting, 5-Zhang Linfan;
Midfielder: 8-Paulinho, 10-Zheng Zhi; Ti
Midfielder: 27-Zheng Long, 11-Goulart, 16-Huang Bowen;
Forward: 9-Elkerson.
Manchester City still uses the usual 4-2-2-2.
Goalkeeper: 1-Oblak;
Defenders: 2-Welchier, 4-Kompany, 6-Van Dijk, 3-Cancelo;
Midfielder: 8-Kros, 30-Xavi Alonso;
Midfielder: 21-David Silva, 17-De Bruyne...
Um? Yang Feng dribbles the ball through the middle! Gone! It’s gone again! Shoot... fake action! "
No one expected Yang Feng to be so tough. After receiving the pass, he charged head-on. After passing three people, he prepared to enter the Evergrande penalty area.
Feng Xiaoting and Jin Yingquan hurriedly faced it head-on. One stretched out his feet to intercept, and the other fell to the ground to shovel.
Yang Feng dunked the ball to the left with his right foot, then pushed the ball to the right with his left foot, magically slipping between the two of them.
"Fried meatballs! It's a one-shot!" He Shi was so excited that she wanted to take a photo, "It's still going on!"
Yang Feng did not choose the pendulum pass that took too long, but used a clean and quick change of direction to beat Li Shuai.
Pushed into the empty goal, 1-0.
"The ball went in! This goal came too easily! Yang Feng was like no one, and single-handedly defeated Evergrande's entire defense! Less than a minute into the game, Manchester City led 1-0. "
"In last year's Club World Cup, Yang Feng made history by scoring ten goals in two games. This year, his strength has obviously improved to a higher level, and his condition is also very hot. It is very likely that he will break the record created by himself. Personal goal record in the Club World Cup."
Yang Feng rushed to the sideline and glided on his knees.
Aguero, Silva and De Bruyne arrived slowly at this time.
Although the four of them hugged each other tightly, the three behind them felt quite unhappy.
Without him, scoring goals would come too easily, and Yang Feng was the one doing it all the time. They had no sense of participation at all...
