Chapter 227: Ponytail

Li Qingqing raised her hands and brought her shoulder-length hair to the back of her head. One hand grabbed the tied hair, and the other hand combed the hair on her forehead to the back of her head. After grabbing it all, she looked at it carefully. Self in the mirror.
After keeping his eyes on the smooth forehead for a while, he shook his head and let go. The black hair fell like a waterfall, and the hair on his forehead bounced back to form bangs.
Then she gathered her hands back along the smooth and gentle curve of her cheeks, drew across the white and translucent earlobes, and then gathered the hair on both sides back to the back of her head, and grasped it with one hand. Shake his head again, and shake off the tangled bangs in front of his forehead, allowing them to droop naturally.
Looking at herself in the mirror again, Li Qingqing pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows with satisfaction—well, there are still bangs that look better.
The next step is to tie up the gathered hair with a rubber band on the wrist.
Soon a simple ponytail hung behind her head.
The braided Li Qingqing shook her head in front of the mirror, and her braided tail swayed from side to side behind her head, as if she kept poking her head out to spy on the world.
The roof light shines into her big eyes through the mirror reflection, making her slick eyes look particularly agile.
Finally, when he looked at himself in the glasses again, Li Qingqing turned around and pushed the door out.
Then he smiled apologetically at the cameraman and reporter waiting outside: "Sorry, I kept you waiting for so long."
Although I have seen the star of Chinese women's football, the "Goddess of Football" many times on TV, Wang Shanshan was still moved by the smile that Li Qingqing showed after opening the door just now.
Known by Chinese fans for reporting on the national football, Wang Shanshan is sweet-looking, and her smile fascinated many fans, and even went out of the circle. Not only fans, but other audiences who do not watch the football also know her.
But it also looks good when smiling. When Wang Shanshan saw Li Qingqing's smile, she couldn't help being a little lost. If Wang Shanshan's own smile was sweet, then Li Qingqing's smile was full of heroism.
This is a woman who will be fascinated by women...
Wang Shanshan is a highly professional journalist, so after a brief absence, she quickly smiled and waved her hand: "No, we didn't wait long. Actually... Among the girls, your movements are really fast. It usually takes a long time to just make-up..."
Li Qingqing said with a smile: "I don't have makeup, so I just put on sunscreen."
Wang Shanshan praised: "You are very beautiful without makeup!"
Li Qingqing smiled shyly, but did not humbly express that she was not beautiful, which impressed Wang Shanshan particularly well.
Frank and polite.
No wonder it is the Chinese football golden boy and girl who can be tied with Hu Lai...
Wang Shanshan thought so in her heart.
Both of them are representative of Chinese football, one is beautiful and honest, the other is interesting and pure.
It really complements each other!
I heard that they met in high school... I'm really curious about what their school days were like, it must be very interesting...
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Li Qingqing got into the car arranged by the film crew, and the group drove towards the destination.
Cameraman Xiao Zhang sat in the back seat, leaning back slightly, and pointed the camera at Li Qingqing, who was sitting next to him. The person in the camera turned his head and looked at the street view outside the car window.
Wang Shanshan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned around and saw Li Qingqing look like this and asked: "Qingqing, do you usually go to the Erger men's team?"
"Not very often." Li Qingqing shook his head, "We have our own training base and we are not with the men's team. Except for some activities, we don't go to the men's team."
After hearing that Wang Shanshan was a little regretful: "Ah, I thought you would often meet Peyer and Cortin..."
Both Payer and Curtin mentioned by Shanshan Wang are currently popular stars playing in Paris Eger.
Among them, Mendy Payer was cultivated by Eger himself in Paris. At present, he is the main force in the French national team's front line. He is fast, and he is a must in high-speed running with the ball. The physical fitness is also very good. Suffering from injuries, he was able to maintain a stable performance. At the age of twenty-six, he has just entered his prime, and the future is promising.
And Vitali Cortin is Payer’s partner on the front line, and he is also the captain of the Ukrainian national team. He has comprehensive skills and can play forwards and midfielders. He can advance, attack, retreat and pass. Although the speed is not fast, but the skills at the feet are very good, and Peyer's cooperation on the front line complements each other and is very tacit. The two strikers are also one of the important reasons why Eger has been able to dominate Ligue 1 for four consecutive seasons.
The two of them are currently the two biggest stars of Paris Eger, not only in France and Ukraine, but also have a lot of fans in China, so Wang Shanshan will mention them, after all, they are the most representative.
"Occasionally." Li Qingqing smiled, "Peyer is a particularly lively person. Cortina may be the captain of Ukraine, so he should be more serious. But they are all very easy to touch, there is no pretension..."
In Li Qingqing’s narration, the car turned into the gate of Roger Gamper’s training base in Egers, Paris. The security guard at the base gate saw Li Qingqing in the car while checking the car pass, and hurriedly piled up a smile to greet Li Qingqing: " Hi, Qingqing!"
Li Qingqing also put down the window and greeted the security guard with a smile: "Hey, let's come here to film a show..."
She pointed to the photographer next to her.
Upon seeing this, the security guard showed a dazed expression, returned the half-checked pass to the driver, stepped aside, and made a "please" gesture: "Of course, no problem, no problem!"
After the car drove in, Wang Shanshan could still see the security guard waving at their car through the rearview mirror, and smiled: "Didn't you say that you come only occasionally? Why do the security guards here know you?"
Li Qingqing frowned slightly, thinking: "It's because there are few people here, so I remember..."
Wang Shanshan was stunned for a moment: "Hey, what is the truth?"
"Perhaps because... uh, rare guest?"
Wang Shanshan couldn't help but laughed: "It makes sense!"
Li Qingqing was also amused by this explanation.
Amid the crisp laughter of the women, the car drove into the parking lot.
Photographer Xiao Zhang got off the car first, and then walked around to where Li Qingqing was sitting. After giving the signal, Li Qingqing pushed the door in the camera to get out of the car and walked briskly to the training ground.
Xiao Zhang quickly carried the camera to keep up, always locking Li Qingqing's figure in the viewfinder frame.
First, take a picture of the back, then speed up and go around to the side, taking a picture of Li Qingqing's heroic side face.
In the lens, she looked forward, and the corners of her mouth naturally rose slightly, and the morning sun of Paris shone on her face, looking forward to it.
Even if she was accompanied by the same outstanding Wang Shanshan, she was completely compared with the healthy and sunny temperament of Li Qingqing athlete.
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"The quality of the turf at the Paris Héger training ground is really good..."
"After all, it is a traditional European giant, the Ligue 1 hegemon."
"Hey, are you paying attention to the wrong point? This is the training base of Eger in Paris! Is turf or anything important? Li Qingqing is also in the same club, don't you want to see Li Qingqing here?"
"Hey, what am I doing... The women's football and men's football are not in the same training base, how can they meet?"
"Why can't you meet it? What if someone happens to be here?"
During the training interval, the players of the Chinese team sat directly on the advanced turf of the training ground while resting and chatting.
The topic naturally turned to Li Qingqing.
After all, Li Qingqing also played in this club, even though it was in the women's team.
But when it comes to Paris-Herger, apart from those well-known and well-known stars, Li Qingqing is the one who makes the Chinese team's players the most affectionate.
Chen Xingyi sat next to Luo Kai, listening to everyone's discussion, poked each other with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to see Li Qingqing?"
Luo Kai gave him a white look, ignoring this slut, and then cast his gaze at Hu Lai diagonally forward.
Everyone discusses Li Qingqing's discussion in full swing, but he has no response and looks particularly calm. When I thought that Hu Lai had Li Qingqing's WeChat account, maybe the two of them had passed each other a long time ago, so Hu Lai is so calm now, he must know whether Li Qingqing will come.
Is that coming or not?
Luo Kai's mood is complicated ~EbookFREE.me~ He wants to see Li Qingqing, but he doesn't really let Li Qingqing appear in front of him.
The distance from Volendam in the Netherlands to Paris in France is not too close, but it is definitely closer than the distance from China to France.
When he left China to come to Europe, Luo Kai thought that he could often see Li Qingqing, or could often let his name and image enter Li Qingqing's field of vision.
He had imagined himself reappearing in front of Li Qingqing countless times, smiling and confidently telling her the picture of "long time no see", but when he really came, he had no face to see you again.
What else do you see when you show your hips so stretched?
What do you say when facing Li Qingqing?
Especially when there is still a Hu Lai for comparison...
Doesn't that seem to be worse than Hu Lai?
So it's better to hide away.
The teammates in the national team are all looking forward to Li Qingqing's coming. Luo Kai, who should think so the most, now hopes that Li Qingqing will not come.
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a commotion among his teammates.
Then the commotion grew louder and louder, and then suddenly stopped abruptly.
He turned his head suspiciously and refocused in the direction his teammates were watching.
In his vision that gradually became clear, the oncoming figure also gradually became clear.
With bright sunshine on her face, she was walking briskly under her feet, and her signature ponytail flicked back and forth in the back of her head.
Walking in from the edge of the training ground, walking on the green grass, there was a female reporter and a cameraman next to him-but Luo Kai automatically shielded him, only that figure was in his eyes.
In Luo Kai's eyes, she seemed to pass through the gate of light, walked into the thick darkness, and became the only light here at this moment.