Manchester United's heir apparent, but can't play football.

Chapter 112 (Skip recommended! Skip recommended!) Li Luo VS Netherlands?
The Europa League draw ceremony concluded quickly.

This time, Li Luo didn't stand like a lackey; he and Lukaku didn't encounter any Champions League club delegations when they left the field.

Why is Lukaku here?

Everton also advanced to the Europa League quarterfinals.

The two of them arrived at the elevator as if they knew the way well.

suddenly.

A loud voice came from the side.

"Li! Do you remember me?"

"Can not remember."

The bald man in a suit and tie, without anger, smiled and said, "I am Infantino!"

"Hello, Mr. Infantino."

"Was Li in such a hurry to leave? Isn't he going to attend the garden banquet? I'm extending a formal invitation to you now."

Infantino looked at the Chinese boy as if he were looking at a treasure.

If the Chinese national team qualifies for the 2018 World Cup
Lukaku replied, "No, that's a banquet for the Champions League delegation. We would have felt very uncomfortable eating there in the past."

Li Luo smiled and said, "Thank you for the invitation. I will be there next season."

Say it.

The two left by elevator.

Infantino looked slightly disappointed, touched his bald head, and hoped that Li Luo would boost the hype for the Champions League draw ceremony: Not long ago, the spectacular scene of the Chinese team winning the Asian Cup made countless football professionals feel excited; if China could qualify for the 2018 Russia World Cup, what kind of scene would that be?
Arrive at the lobby on the first floor.

Li Luo and Lukaku each met with their respective club delegations.

The two officially said goodbye.

"Li, I hope to see you again at the next lottery."

"You too."

"Yes, we'll probably have many opportunities to meet in the future."

Lukaku wanted to say something more, but the Everton representatives were all present.

There was no lingering.

The wind and snow were heavy.

The van slowly drove away from UEFA headquarters.

The car radio was broadcasting the French news report on the day's European competition draw results.

The scenery outside the car window unfolded slowly as the fine snow fell. The beech trees on both sides had long since lost their leaves, and a thin layer of snow covered the bare branches, like a white border around the dark branches.

When the wind blew, the snowflakes fell down the branches and landed on the car window, instantly turning into a thin water streak.

Car headlights pierced the night, and a winding lakeside road gradually came into view.

Black and gold evoked a strange sense of sadness.

He is a very emotional person and is often anxious.

"Next season, we can compete in the Champions League."

But by then, the Wolfsburg duo had already left. The sadness wasn't because of their results, but because it made me realize how quickly time had passed; in just three months, the day of parting would arrive.

Li Luo patted Wolfsburg's coach on the shoulder and comforted him, "Mr. Blackgold, don't be sad. Maybe we'll meet as opponents in the Champions League."

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The chill was bone-chilling, and a fine layer of snow drifted through the night sky. The van drove over the snow-covered road and finally stopped in front of a hotel in Geneva. As soon as we got out of the car, a gust of wind carrying snowflakes rushed up.

The teaching assistant seemed eager to continue explaining the city's history.

"Luckily, the UEFA draw ceremony didn't coincide with the auto show. Li, you can go out for a drive tonight."

"No, it's too cold. I just want to sleep."

Li Luo quickly entered the room.

I took off my coat. I took out the charger and started charging my phone.

in fact.

There was nothing particularly bad hidden in the phone.

The compliments I usually use for girls are deliberately written in the style of an elementary school student's essay, such as: "Your eyes are as beautiful as stars."

Apart from that, there were no other inappropriate exchanges.

Drop drop drop.

The phone rang.

[Li, I've arrived.]

As soon as Li Luo entered the lobby, his gaze was drawn to a familiar silhouette.

Lauren.

After not seeing her for half a month, she was like a green grape that had been fully sun-dried, shedding some of her immaturity and radiating the brightness of a young girl.

The Dutch girl approached with light steps, her beige skirt swaying gently with her movements. Her youthful energy overflowed from every line, especially the neatness of her walk, which made her legs look straight and long, and her waist and hips looked particularly beautiful.

"Li! That's great! No one's bothering us this time."

She smiled and reached out, her fingertips just about to touch the arm of the Chinese genius.

Li Luo subconsciously took two steps back, skillfully avoiding the touch: "Don't get handsy, I don't like girls doing that."

Lauren's hand froze in mid-air, her eyes crinkling with laughter, before she quickly withdrew it: "Are you afraid someone will see?"

"Are you kidding? Why would I be afraid?"

Li Luo smiled dismissively: "What else can you do besides spitting all over my face?"

"asshole."

The Dutch girl was so angry that she lightly punched him.

Followed by.

The two went to a small booth in the corner of the lobby bar, dismissed the waiter, and told him not to let anyone disturb them.

Li Luo took a small gift box out of his pocket and handed it over: "I bought this in Rome last time, but I forgot to give it to you."

Lauren happily accepted the gift box, her fingers touching the sturdy packaging, her eyes sparkling: "Thank you, Lee, what's this?"

"A work of art."

The Dutch girl didn't react for a moment, pausing for two seconds before finally asking, "What does it mean? Is it specifically for me?"

Li Luo said in a serious tone: "Pure friendship symbolizes the pure friendship between you and me."

Lauren's cheeks flushed, and she involuntarily leaned closer, her voice low: "Really? But we weren't innocent back in Australia."

"You wait."

“Li, I read the newspaper every day, and it’s all about you dating girls from different countries.”

"fake."

Without hesitation, Li Luo said, "If the newspapers say bad things about me, don't believe a word they say. If they say good things about me, just consider them as overestimating me."

Lauren smiled again, her tone gentle: "I used to believe it, but after meeting you, I don't."

The two have known each other for a long time.

We've met more than ten times already.

For Li Luo, Lauren was the only girl who cared about him and considered his feelings.

Li Luo led the Dutch girl back to the room secretly.

Their relationship was purely platonic.

A friendship of unparalleled purity.

They won't do anything outrageous.

(End of this chapter)