Chapter 619: Old cow eating tender grass

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Real Madrid and his party arrived in Barcelona's El Prat Airport by special plane. As long as they arrived in Barcelona, ​​the airport's waiting hall had already gathered countless and reporters. "Domain Name-. .-Please be familiar with"
When Yang Cheng and the players got off the plane, they immediately received feedback from the team leader. The airport gathered hundreds of journalists and more than 3,000 Real Madrid players, all of whom were waiting for Real Madrid to arrive inside and outside the airport. This is undoubtedly a heavyweight welcome ceremony, even as a local team, Barcelona may not be able to enjoy such treatment.
What Yang Cheng said at the press conference at noon has long been circulating through the Internet, the ball against both sides has already received the news, and Cruyff is also on his own Weibo Counterattack, that Yang Cheng intends to provoke Barcelona's infighting before the game.
In addition to journalists and Real Madrid's ball, in Barcelona, ​​Barcelona's ball is always indispensable.
The airport even declared that this was the most troublesome thing they had ever encountered. They even had to rush out all ground handling and security checks, and even hired police to help, using iron fences in the large waiting hall to join the two teams The ball and reporter are divided into three different areas.
When Real Madrid walked into the gate, all and reporters had to stand outside the iron fence, otherwise they would be controlled on the spot.
This is not a joke. Before that, ball mí issued a killing order on the Internet, saying that he wanted to let Yang Cheng come to Barcelona alive and leave dead. If something goes wrong, no one can afford it.
Despite receiving a kill order, Yang Cheng was the first to walk out of the gate.
I saw him wearing a suit tailored by the sponsor for Real Madrid, wearing a tie, stepping on a pair of leather shoes provided by the sponsor, walking in the front of the team, and around him, Real Madrid staff and the airport The staff of the company tightly surrounded him, and the posture was a bit like the arrival of the President of the United States.
"Don't be nervous!" Yang Cheng smiled and patted Pi Li's shoulder walking side by side with himself.
Piri shook his head and smiled wryly. But still looking around, I was afraid that a careless member would rush over.
After following Yang Cheng is the team captain Raul, and then the other players of the team, each one does not seem to have a complete queue, and they all walk very casually, but each person is dragging a suitcase , Suits, shoes, and ties are all standard, provided by the sponsor. Even the luggage was sent by the sponsor.
Sometimes Yang Cheng sees his team of people coming out like this, and really finds tǐng funny, except for his height and appearance. Almost everything is exactly the same, everything is provided by the sponsor.
Although it was in Barcelona, ​​Real Madrid's ball mí still wore that white jersey, obviously. They were not afraid of Barcelona's ball mí, and this time, the slogans that always raised Yang Cheng's class were gone. Obviously, this big victory against Rome, how much to calm the ball mí.
This time Real Madrid ’s hotel in Barcelona is only one kilometer from the Camp Nou Stadium and is just around the corner from the street, which is very convenient. It is the small and famous Hotel Juan Carlos I in Barcelona, ​​diagonally opposite the Catalan University of Technology.
The reason for choosing this place is not only because it is close to Camp Nou, but also because it has complete facilities. Real Madrid can be fully rested and adjusted here. It is said that Spanish tennis star Nadal also lived in this hotel during the Barcelona Open, because the facilities here are good and the tennis court is also very close.
I do n’t know what ’s going on. Real Madrid ’s hotel reservation is carried out in a low-key manner, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, but when the team took the bus from the airport to the hotel, they found that the hotel ’s mén mouth gathered Large group of Barcelona's ball mí.
These Barcelona are seen when seeing Real Madrid's bus. Friendly is just to pick up the phone to take pictures, those who do not like Real Madrid's ball directly to the Real Madrid bus compared to the middle finger. There were even some Barcelona goals that mí simply thrown at Real Madrid ’s bus, and one of them threw stones at the window glass of the team ’s bus.
Because the stones are small. The window was covered with an explosion-proof film, so the window glass was only cracked and broken, but it did not fall off, but it still shocked the Real Madrid players in the bus.
"Is this group of guys crazy?"
"The police caught this group of hún eggs!"
The players seemed to be filled with indignation. Only Yang Cheng was sitting there with a big smile. \\\\ WW .. Provide the latest book of this chapter mí 群 3∴ \\\\
"You have to get used to it, guys!" Yang Cheng said with a laugh, "This situation (the latest chapter of the military martial arts www.81zw.com) will continue in the future, you better get used to this atmosphere, because Barcelona ’s Goals will always treat you like this. "
As soon as these words came out, all the players immediately understood that it was not the first time Barcelona ’s mí had done such a thing against Yang Cheng. No wonder the head coach looked so calm. God knows he and Barcelona ’s mí How deep the grievances between them, made this group of Barcelona ball mí even shouted to kill him.
"The more they scold you, the more they hate you, doesn't it mean you are more out of it?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile. "Anyway, I enjoy this kind of hatred and scolding, but I can't take it. You can try that feeling, you can enjoy this feeling by beating Barcelona at the Camp Nou, very bāng! "
Many players listened to Yang Cheng's somewhat self-intoxicated words and couldn't help laughing, but he was indeed qualified to say so.
The whole world can be hated by Barcelona ’s ball, it is estimated that only Yang Cheng, even many Barcelona ball mí attributed the team ’s sinking in previous years to the rise of Yang Cheng, who let him beat Barcelona to win the winner Cup, and then with Barcelona several times?
In addition to the Barcelona team ’s protest team, Yang Cheng also noticed that a lot of people were gathered at the hotel ’s big mén mouth at the same time. It seems that there are dozens of them, none of them are wearing jerseys, and it seems that they are not Ball mí.
"Who are those people?" Yang Cheng asked strangely.
Piri shook his head, "I don't know, maybe it's Avril's song mí."
"Avril Lavigne?" Yang Cheng was slightly surprised.
"Yeah, don't you know? She was also in Barcelona recently and stayed at this hotel." Piri said with a smile.
Yang Cheng nodded indifferently and said nothing.
After entering the hotel area, the bus stopped at the mén entrance of the lobby, and the players walked with their luggage.
Except for Yang Cheng, everyone else is a room for two people. This should be regarded as a special treatment for the head coach, but all rooms are of the same level, and no one is better than anyone.
Everyone often plays away, and they are very clear about the rules and do n’t need to say much. After entering the lobby, the hotel attendants took them to their rooms, while Yang Cheng went to the room to bathe and change clothes.
To be honest. He is not such a serious person, wearing a suit and tie is really not his life style, he prefers to follow. Therefore, he likes to wear clothes that are more athletic, such as sweaters, sports, etc., which he thinks is more convenient for activities. Wearing a suit, tie, and leather shoes is too bad.
After taking a shower, Yang Cheng prepared to go to the next door to string mén, and saw the hotel staff coming over and handed a note.
"Uncle, surprise, I am waiting for you in the stylish lobby bar!"
"Dead girl. Are there any surprises to play?" Yang Cheng smiled and shook his head. He didn't go next door anymore and walked directly to the elevator.
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Juan Carlos is a five-star hotel, but in fact many facilities are average. The service is also very ordinary. As a person running around the world, Yang Cheng is accustomed to high-end hotels. The evaluation of this hotel is very general.
The simplest example is that the hotel huā garden is beautiful, with a Mediterranean restaurant in the middle, just beside the hot spring swimming pool, but the problem is. After dinner, it closes mén, and there are other bars, cafeterias and the like. They close mén very early, as for other services. They have to pay extra, so it really makes people feel disgusted.
But for Real Madrid, it is only a 10-minute walk from Camp Nou, which is the biggest advantage.
And Yang Cheng feels that the bad things are relative to those top hotels, so for the team, it can be ignored.
"Hello, Mr. Yang Cheng!" The waiter at the bar opened mén as soon as he saw Yang Cheng coming, greetings politely.
"Hello, I'm looking for someone!" Yang Cheng said with a smile, "Avril Lavigne? Miss Lavigne!"
"Please follow me!" The waiter led the way.
The bar is playing some soft music. The number of people is not very large. They are sitting in groups of two or three and talking, and the sound is very small. Obviously, they are afraid to accidentally disturb others.
"Uncle!" Ai Weier was facing the big mén, and as soon as Yang Cheng came over, she saw it and stood up.
"Why did you come to Barcelona?" Yang Cheng felt strange, but he also noticed that there was a man sitting next to Avril, always feeling a bit familiar.
"I'm framing the mv of my new album!" Avril Lavigne took Yang Cheng's hand with a smile and asked him to sit down opposite, pointing to the green boy beside him. Pique, my friend! "
As soon as Yang Cheng heard the name, he immediately frowned, and suddenly realized that this was not later Barcelona's main center defender Pique, Picenbauer? It still looks very green now, but why is he here?
"You shouldn't be in Zaragoza?" Yang Cheng asked strangely.
Pike is the same as all Barcelona balls. He obviously has one instillation from young to big. Yang Cheng is a fierce hún egg, so he does n’t have much affection for Yang Cheng. Can't Gosa go back to Barcelona? Don't you know that the plane is very convenient now? "
Being choked, Yang Cheng was speechless, but shook his head with a smile.
Avril Lavigne saw that the uncle she invited was said by Pique, and she was a little unhappy.
Pike obviously felt that he had had some time just now, but he really hated Yang Cheng, not just him, his whole family hated it, so he stood up, "Avril, do you want to drink or eat something, I'll get it for you. "
"No, you go, I don't want, I will talk to Uncle!" Avril replied angrily.
Pique had no choice but to go to the bar.
"It's just a stupid kid!" Yang Cheng shook his head and smiled, but it can be seen that Barcelona really did a good job in educating the next generation. At least Fabregas, Peak and others hated Yang Cheng. Newcomers such as the newly emerging Busquets, Pedro, Dos Santos, etc. often satirize and ridicule Yang Cheng on Weibo.
But for these boys, Yang Cheng usually ignores them directly.
"You are my uncle, he is just an ordinary friend, I just can't get used to his tone of saying you!" Avril said hummingly.
Listen to the tone, in her heart. Yang Cheng is much more important than Pique.
"How do you know this kid?" Yang Cheng smiled and changed the subject.
"His family is very influential and rich in Barcelona. I have been here a few times and met through a few friends who are engaged in music. Later he heard that I came to Barcelona again. This time I made a special trip from Zaragoza Come and see me. "
Yang Cheng yelled, "It seems this kid wants to soak you!"
"Please. Uncle!" Avril slapped her forehead vigorously. "I'm not interested in this kind of stinky kid in your mouth, OK? It's just a friend. He came from Manchester to help. How did this time? You have to give him some face. "
"You will have more common topics!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.
"I'm his sister!" Avril gave him a hygienic eye angrily.
"Uh ..." Yang Cheng felt that Aniston had often said this, "Sister love is popular now!"
"Fuck you!" Avril knew that he had said so deliberately, just to stab himself and scolded with a smile.
But seeing Yang Cheng did not speak. The little girl propped her chin on the table with her right hand and looked at Yang Cheng, "Hey, Uncle, you wouldn't have seen him so young, tall and handsome, you're jealous. Worrying about my empathy?"
Yang Chenggang picked up a glass of water to drink, almost choked to death, coughing hard, attracted the attention of many people around.
Avril Lavigne smiled sideways. "Relax, uncle, I still like you that much!"
Yang Cheng had a feeling of being teased, and shook his head vigorously, "I am not interested in the little girls who want to have no figure, no face, no face!"
Avril was almost mad at this hún egg, she really grabbed his ear and pulled his head. Let him take a good look at his soaring xiōng preserves, this is called no body? And his own face. This is called faceless?
Really blind, this uncle Hún egg!
But Pique came over. Avril Lavigne is no longer wrong. In her heart, she is scolding the Barcelona kid. Why don't you come back so early, disturbing yourself and chatting with your uncle.
With one more Pique, Yang Cheng and Ai Weier would n’t be addicted to chatting. They were bored at first glance. After the two had a small conversation, they both chose silence silently, which made Pique have a kind of rejection. Feeling, because he just saw the two of them talking very happy.
"Right, Avril Lavigne, will you go to the game tomorrow?" Pique asked a topic and asked.
"Tomorrow, go!" Avril replied without thinking.
"I'll go too, let's go together!" Pique said.
Yang Cheng almost didn't laugh, and raised an eyebrow towards Avril, as if to say, this kid really wants to chase you.
Avril spitting her tongue at Yang Cheng while Pique was bowing her head to drink, making a grimace to vomit.
"But, I'm going to cheer for my uncle, and then we will be dead enemies!" Avril said.
When Pique heard the four words of my uncle, he looked at Yang Cheng and Aiweier involuntarily. He always felt that the relationship between the two made him confused. There are so many age differences, one is so old, the other is so. How could it be so intimate?
Bacheng is this old ghost who wants old cows to eat tender grass and pleases Avril Lavigne all day long. Isn't the newspaper saying that he is huāhuā all day long and is good at picking up girls? How can I not let Avril be deceived by this kind of old radish.
If Yang Cheng knows mind-reading, he will definitely kill this stupid boy without hesitation, but he doesn't.
"It's okay, the game is the opponent, the game is the friend!" Pique said with a smile. "But this time you may be disappointed. This is the Camp Nou. Barcelona will beat Real Madrid here."
"Really?" Yang Cheng asked with a sneer, "I'm afraid they may not have this ability."
"Barcelona have led Real Madrid by 12 points this season. They have booked the league title in advance. Barcelona will win this game. With your lineup, don't expect to win at Camp Nou!" Pique Say with confidence.
Admittedly, this kid is tall. Although his mouth chún is too thick in Yang Cheng's eyes, it is not handsome, but there is indeed a taste of literary youth, especially when he looks up.
"Boy, after this game, Barcelona's lead will become 9 points!" Yang Cheng, a senior elder who taught the ignorant younger, said.
"It will expand to 15 points!" Pique shouted.
Yang Cheng shook his head and smiled, ignoring the kid altogether, because he felt that Pique was a tendon now, and there was no need to be more authentic with this kind of person, because he could not tolerate others to say half of Barcelona ’s bad words, whoever said the last one, he would Who fought to death.
"I support Uncle!" Avril Lavigne expressed his fear that the world would not be luàn.
Sure enough, as soon as the little girl expressed her attitude, Pique's hostility towards Yang Cheng was even deeper. "Look and see!"
When he had finished speaking, he said goodbye to Avril, and stood up and left the bar.
"Ha, girl, you seem to wish me to fight him and bully me, right?" Yang Cheng thinks that girl likes to play too much.
"I don't think he can beat you!" Avril said confidently. "And I will help you. Then I will pick up the bottle of wine from the back and hit it in the back of his head, hehe ..."
Yang Cheng has a máo creepy feeling, is this little devil nv crazy?
"Just kidding, uncle!" Ai Weier chuckled away those words just now, "but I must support you!"
Yang Cheng glanced at her and thought to himself, it was almost the same.
"Right, uncle, why don't you just help me reject him." Avril suggested.
"How to help?" Yang Cheng shook his head.
"You pretend to chase me, and then I pretend to obey you, let's start dating, and then ..."
Yang Cheng didn't wait for her to finish, and handed it over with her right hand, her back against her pink and white forehead. "Hey, girl, you didn't have a fever. Did you just come out and forgot to eat yào?"
"What yào?" Avril did not respond for a moment.
"Suppress your jīng wrong luàn's yào!" Yang Cheng laughed.
"You're going to die!" Avril shouted with a smile. She had an urge to crush him on the floor and beat him up. (To be continued)
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