[PS: I don’t know how long it will take for Chapter 013 to be released. Here is one more chapter to briefly describe the content of the previous chapter: Yi Zhe went to a bar with Schürrle, Perisic and Dost after the game (named King Bar) ) wasted. If it is released, you can read the details normally. This chapter will be an extra chapter to compensate you greatly】
Yi Zhe returned to his position almost as if he was running for his life. He felt that if the time lasted longer, he might not be able to hold on and do something.
Maybe he just can't be wild and is not born this way.
"Aha, Yi, hahaha! You are such a good baby..."
A group of teammates burst out laughing, which made Yi Zhe very angry. He was so embarrassed and his image was completely lost. After looking around, he could only grit his teeth and aim at Xuerle: "Andre, is it funny? Your lifestyle. ! Are you really a German player?"
Xuerle puffed up his chest and said confidently: "Hahaha! Yi, how many Germans have you seen? Can't we go crazy?"
Yi Zhe wanted to say something else, but Perisic patted him next to him: "Hey, Yi, are you feeling embarrassed? Come on a few more times and you'll be normal! As for us... we don't mean any harm, it's just the first time. I’m not used to seeing you like this, I’m just not used to it!”
"You can laugh if you want, Ivan! You're not afraid of being suffocated to death!"
Yi Zhe was very annoyed. These people were clearly laughing at him for being a young child. Paralysis... Believe it or not, I'm going to ask the head coach if what you're doing is in compliance with the rules?
The rock music in the bar really made him uncomfortable, so he could only sit quietly in the corner. As for the other guys, they had already hooked up with a scantily clad partner on the dance floor. Compared with Yi Zhe's lameness, at first glance, That’s a veteran.
Yi Zhe no longer stared at the dance floor, which made him feel irritated, but looked elsewhere. To be honest, he wanted to find a chance to escape.
But at this moment, his eyes looked towards the bar outside the dance floor.
"Get out!"
What attracted Yi Zhe was this scolding. In this foreign country, he actually heard familiar Chinese!
It was a young beauty with yellow skin, angrily yelling at a white-skinned man. However, it seemed that she was already drunk. She stood up and wanted to leave, but the man grabbed her and started to attack her.
Yi Zhe glanced around and walked directly over. Although he rarely entered bars, he also knew what kind of trouble a single beauty like this might encounter next. Now that we know that the other party may be a compatriot, there is no reason not to help in a foreign country.
He walked over and grabbed the man's wrist.
"Hey, boy, there are so many women, do you have to fight with me?"
This is a strong young man, but he didn't expect that Yi Zhe would show up halfway, and he was about to intercept the girl he was interested in. Of course, he was very unhappy. But he was stunned and didn't dare to do anything. Although he doesn't suffer from his size, he doesn't dare to act rashly once he sees Yi Zhe's size. Even though Yi Zhe's physical fitness suffers in front of the British Championship players, in front of ordinary people he is still a strong man, with all his well-developed biceps exposed.
"You've crossed the line. This is my friend. Let her go!"
Yi Zhe still had a smile on his face, but his movements were non-negotiable. He grabbed the other person with his right hand and helped the beautiful woman up with his left hand. He also whispered: "Why do you come to a place like this alone?"
The white man looked at Yi Zhe's actions, smiled, raised his hands, and left. Yi Zhe thought that the plot of an urban novel was going to be staged. It seemed that although this person had a lustful heart, he probably didn't have much sexual courage. At least he could still count.
Seeing the other party leaving, Yi Zhe quickly helped the beautiful woman he was holding onto a high stool. The beautiful woman was obviously drunk and kept making muffled sounds. As soon as she sat down, she lay on the bar and muttered. Saying: "Drink...drink..."
Yi Zhe smiled, ordered a glass of dark beer, placed it in front of the beauty, slapped the bar, and said loudly: "Beauty, you have such a big heart, how can you fall asleep in a place like this?"
The beauty suddenly raised her head. It was more likely that the Chinese that Yi Zhe spoke surprised him.
She tried to raise her head and opened her eyes just a slit. Yi Zhe was also looking at her. Not to mention, she was really beautiful. Talking about facial features... There are also many domestic popular dramas abroad. The facial features of this beauty look exactly like a top actress in the domestic entertainment industry, a certain Yingbao.
What surprised him even more was that this beautiful woman was so drunk that she actually recognized him directly: "Huh? Are you Yi Zhe?"
This time it was Yi Zhe's turn to be surprised: "Well... although it should be an honor to be recognized by a beautiful woman, do we know each other?"
The beauty shook her head, even sober from the wine, and smiled: "Of course I know you, but you definitely don't know me."
Yi Zhe was a little embarrassed to answer the question. He thought that he was not popular enough to be a national idol, but if it were his own fans, he seemed a little too calm.
"Hehe, I can't be considered your fan, but I am indeed here for you, here, Wolfsburg." The beauty smiled and pointed at the ground.
"Haha, it's not easy to meet fellow villagers here. It seems we can have a chat, especially in a place like this."
Yi Zhe is not a boring person, otherwise he would not be able to survive in the European football environment in recent years, so he quickly found the topic.
The beauty obviously became more enthusiastic. She stared at him and asked, "Does it mean that professional players can come to a place like this? Honestly, Yi Zhe, do you think of me as a prey that you can pick up?"
This startled Yi Zhe and he quickly shook his head. Now that the world has changed, is it the turn of beauties to be so aggressive?
But the other party obviously didn't believe it and curled his lips: "Isn't this normal among Chinese players?"
This made Yi Zhe a little unhappy. He has always taken football seriously: "I'm different, beauty. Don't compare me with those Chinese players you think of."
"Tch, what difference does it make to a professional player who can come to a place like this? Why did you come to Wolfsburg? Don't tell me it's for a dream. Isn't it easier to achieve a bigger dream by staying in Barcelona?"
The other party actually showed a somewhat provocative look, which made Yi Zhe think for a moment that this was a joke sent by Barcelona. He looked at the other party with great interest: "It seems that he knows a lot about me, but he comes here alone to get drunk. I wonder what this beautiful lady thinks of this behavior?"
The other person was obviously choked. Yi Zhe noticed that the other person's eyes became wandering, lowered his head, and quickly snorted: "This is my secret."
Yi Zhe raised the corners of his lips: "It doesn't seem difficult to guess. Asking what love is in the world, it tells us that life and death are promised to each other. When there is no place to promise, you can only bear the loneliness and loneliness alone."
The beauty's face changed obviously, and her eyes were a little evasive, but she quickly regained her momentum: "It seems that you still have a lot of emotional experience?"
Yi Zhe smiled and asked: "Beauty, do you have a dream?"
The other party hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.
"It seems that we are all the same people, so don't you think this question is redundant?" Yi Zhe said with a smile: "Talk about dreams and hurt feelings. When talking about feelings, don't talk about dreams. You have to give in and gain in peace in the world. Get the best of both worlds?"
For the first time, Yi Zhe ordered a glass of wine. He thought he could have a drink with this mysterious beauty whom he had never met before.
