If you are a brother, come and play football

Chapter 58 Let’s talk about our own things (Please collect and recommend)

Hampton Inn Naples Central.

Because there was no return flight, the entire Sampdoria team stayed overnight.

This is what happens when small teams don’t have their own private jets.

The next morning, Lu Deyang went downstairs to eat, but he didn't see any of his teammates. They all drank too much during the celebration last night. The somewhat shy Lombardo even sang a song.

King Lu didn't drink much because he had other things to do.

Who would have thought that I would meet him in a hotel.

Just as he was about to sit down for breakfast, Lu Deyang saw a little kid walking in front of the hotel.

"Your Highness Henry."

Lu Deyang walked over and said.

"Harry, call me Harry."

Young Henry Mountbatten-Windsor said, looking up.

"Okay, Harry, what brings you up so early?"

Lu Deyang asked as he followed him into the hotel yard.

"My brother snores so loudly," Harry complained.

"That's really a problem."

Lu Deyang said with a smile.

"Dejan, we are friends, right?"

Harry suddenly stopped and looked up and asked.

"Of course, you can tell me if you have any troubles." Lu Deyang said immediately.

"I sent Mr. Link away last night."

Harry said.

He was talking about bodyguards. Ever since Charles cheated on his mother seven years ago, his mother has had bodyguards around her.

"Well, maybe we should change the way we talk."

Lu Deyang pulled Harry to sit down and said, "You did the right thing. You are protecting her."

"Yes, because mom is unhappy." Harry asked with some hesitation: "Will you and mom have a brother?"

Lu Deyang: ...

She did say it yesterday, but King Lu didn't dare.

The mixed-race features are too obvious.

Otherwise it would be quite tempting, what if he really ascended the throne?

"No, don't think too much." Lu Deyang rubbed his head and said, "Don't tell these words to anyone else, okay?"

"Of course!" Harry held up his little finger and said, "This is an agreement between friends."

Lu Deyang stretched out his little finger and hooked it with him.

Harry asked again with a tangled look on his face: "But you and I are friends, and my mother likes you very much, maybe..."

"Don't think too much. I have a friend who is about your age. The relationship between us is ours. Your mother and I are also friends, but it doesn't affect our friendship, okay?"

Lu Deyang rubbed his head and said.

To be honest, your mother called him dad, so do you call him grandpa?

"Ok!"

Harry nodded vigorously.

Then he started talking to Lu Deyang about other things.

For example, the death of Mr. Barry before.

That was also his mother's bodyguard, who died three weeks after being transferred.

He was still very young at the time and he heard about this incident by chance one day.

His parents have a bad relationship, and the affair between his father and Camilla is no secret in Buckingham Palace, which makes Harry very dissatisfied with him.

He finally found a friend who could understand him, and he wanted to tell him everything.

"Is the gentleman who has been staring at us also a bodyguard?"

Lu Deyang raised his head and asked.

"Well, he's a nuisance."

Harry said.

"Henry." Lu Deyang put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Your identity is very special. Whether you like someone or not, don't show it easily. The more you dislike someone, the more you should smile at him. This is to protect yourself."

"Why?" Harry asked.

"There's no reason. You'll understand when you grow up." Lu Deyang looked at him and said.

Harry nodded subconsciously and forced a smile.

"Very good. Practice more when you have time. When encountering something, it is better to speak slowly and think clearly about the consequences. When encountering anything, you must smile first."

Lu Deyang continued.

Harry just stood there, forcing a smile.

Two people, one speaks and the other listens.

"Dejan, why are you here?" At around eight o'clock, Vialli pulled Mancini out.

"Let me introduce you to Prince Henry Charles Albert David Mountbatten-Windsor of the United Kingdom," said Lu Deyang.

The two people stopped subconsciously.

The British royal family is still very influential in Europe.

Harry immediately smiled and said, "You are Dejan's friends, just call me Harry."

"His Royal Highness Prince."

Mancini awkwardly tipped his hat, even though he wasn't wearing one.

As the son of a carpenter, he never thought in his life that he would meet such a great man.

Vialli kept glancing between Ludeyan and Harry with an inquiring look.

If things are really as he guessed, Dejan has done a big thing!

Unfortunately, there is no way to verify it, and Lu Deyang cannot tell him the truth.

"Let's go in and have breakfast. The bodyguard is eager to come over and listen to what we say in person." Lu Deyang said, pulling Harry.

"Watchdog!"

Harry blurted out.

"Henry, be polite."

Lu Deyang said.

"It's okay to be polite, like a gentleman like James Bond," Mancini said with a smile.

Vialli's eyes were rolling to the sky.

This idiot is still thinking about Bond at this time.

Shouldn't the focus be on the relationship between Dejan and the prince? Why do the two of them get along so harmoniously?

The four of them returned to the restaurant together.

The people of Naples put a lot of thought into hosting the distinguished guests, and Sampdoria benefited from it.

Even the breakfast was more refined than the usual hotel food, and it looked more like French food than Italian food.

Before the recording was exposed by the driver, Harry's mother was quite respected in Europe.

Unfortunately, he was too trusting. He made a phone call to confide in others during the New Year's Day, and the recording was sold to a newspaper.

After breakfast, the hotel entrance became lively.

The reporters gathered at the hotel entrance were growing increasingly impatient.

"Let's go, let's go to the airport."

Boskov woke everyone up and left early.

These reporters were more interested in the British royal family.

Lu Deyang, carrying a bag, waved to Harry and got on the bus with his teammates.

Not long after, his mother appeared in the hotel lobby.

"Could you please tell me about your feelings about yesterday's game?"

"How is Italy? What do you think of Naples?"

"Do you think Sampdoria is very good, compared to the teams in English Football League One?"

“Which player impressed you the most?”

"..."

The hotel lobby instantly turned into a vegetable market.

When reporters saw her, they felt that she was in much better spirits than yesterday.

Is Italy's climate so nourishing?
"It's great to witness a great game. The World Cup a few years ago brought the whole country to a low ebb. But King Arthur said: Where there is doubt, there is truth, because truth is the shadow of doubt. We witnessed the defeat of the thief, and we also witnessed the birth of the knight. Just in terms of football skills, the Argentine is unparalleled, but our knight has surpassed the ordinary. Yes, after yesterday, Dejan is our friend."

(End of this chapter)