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

Chapter 153 Farewell to the Middle East (Daily Transition)
The sea of ​​red people in the stands surged even higher in an instant!

It's unclear who started it, but a familiar melody suddenly spread on the Doha evening breeze, quickly engulfing the entire stadium from one corner of the stands, weaving into a deafening chorus:

The five-starred red flag flutters in the wind.

"How resounding is the song of victory!"

The red flags, like dancing flames, fluttered in the night wind.

Half of the stands were completely transformed into an endless sea of ​​red, and the surging heat dyed the night sky of this foreign land a fiery red.

"Li Luo! Take us to Russia!"

"Mr. Perrin, please take us to Russia!"

In the stands near the coaching bench, many fans eagerly expressed their hopes for Chinese football.

Perrin was immediately visibly shaken, his eyes gleaming, and he made a silent resolution: he could not betray these pure and sincere feelings; the flag of the Chinese team must fly high in Moscow!
Teaching Assistant Li blew on his bangs and unconsciously clenched his fist.

Mixed interview area.

Gao Lin was surrounded by a barrage of guns and microphones.

Media reporters rushed to ask questions.

"Huh? I only touched the ball 7 times in 90 minutes of this match?"

"What does this mean? It means I've made great progress."

"The Chinese team insists on a defensive counter-attacking strategy. Li Luo and I are partners, and we absolutely cannot hold onto the ball. Holding onto the ball will only cause trouble for Li Luo. I will do my best to protect the ball and then pass it to him. That is the greatest contribution I can make to the team!"

"Yes, we won. It feels like a dream. It was supposed to be a tough life-or-death battle, but Li Luo defeated his opponent as easily as eating and drinking."

clap clap clap!
A round of enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd.

It has to be said that Gao Lin is a very clear-headed guy, and he has a very clear self-positioning, whether in the club or the national team.

At the passageway.

Li Luo was surrounded by a group of men wearing headscarves.

The local security guards dared not shove them: they were all Middle Eastern dignitaries who appeared on television every day, with extraordinary bearing and exuding the scent of gold and silver.

"useless!"

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

"That's terrible!"

Before long, Li Luo's wrists and neck were covered with glittering gold objects, so dazzling under the light that it was hard to open one's eyes.

The reporters who followed excitedly pressed the shutter.

This image is sure to generate buzz and traffic.

Tom said in a low voice, "Lee, don't worry about it. Respect the local customs and traditions. This is how they express their admiration and respect."

Just finished speaking.

His wrist was also grabbed and a watch was forcefully put on his wrist.

A Middle Eastern dignitary smiled and said, "Li has nowhere to wear it, could you help him wear it?"

After a long time.

Li Luo returned to his hotel.

Put down your schoolbag.

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, I found that it faced the Persian Gulf. The dark blue sea was like a huge velvet, dyed with layers of colorful halos by the lights on the shore. In the distance, on the coastal road, the traffic flowed slowly like golden ribbons, connecting a series of uniquely shaped skyscrapers.

After hesitating for a moment, I drew the curtains.

He sat down at his desk and began writing a summary.

"We must respect every opponent and not underestimate them just because the intensity of the match is slightly lower."

"Tonight's Qatari squad doesn't have as many players who have been naturalized for money as in the past, which shows that the country is starting to pay more and more attention to youth training."

"Perrin has stuck to his selection criteria, and his teammates on the national team have also improved and are less afraid of making mistakes."

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As Li Luo was writing, he realized he was a little hungry.

It's said that the Chinese restaurants in Doha serve pretty good food.

This even led to the creation of innovative dishes like 'Persian Gulf Tiger Shrimp Dumplings' made with locally sourced ingredients.

The hotel where the Chinese national football team is staying has two Chinese restaurants and offers 24-hour room service.

Without hesitation, he made a decisive decision: to indulge himself today.

News reports about the Asian qualifiers for the World Cup have been released.

Renmin Daily: Hero Li Luo, aiming his sword at Russia!

Xinhua News Agency: In a do-or-die match, thanks to Li Luo's brilliant performance, the Chinese national football team defeated Qatar decisively, gaining the initiative in advancing to the next round.

"A devastating super cannon, Li Luo ignites a red wave in a foreign land."

A stunning corner kick goal.

Domineeringly eating raw meat, conquering Doha.

Li Luo's hat-trick victory in Qatar was followed by a barrage of gifts from Middle Eastern dignitaries, who showered him with gold watches and chains.

Li Luo: Middle Eastern football is pure.

In-depth analysis: Why is Li Luo, returning from the Premier League and Champions League after more than seven months, able to dominate Asian powerhouses?

The Sun reports: Li Luo indulged in a late-night feast, eating a plate of Persian Gulf tiger prawn dumplings, half a roast goose with black truffle, a bowl of double-treasure stewed fish maw, a dish of stir-fried beef noodles, and a small glass of brandy!

The number of comments, likes, and shares skyrocketed.
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Could we really qualify for the 2018 World Cup?
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With Li Luo around, the chances are great.
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[Li Luo's expression when refusing the Middle Eastern dignitaries was exactly like mine when I refused red envelopes during Chinese New Year.]
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[I'm so moved. In such a difficult life-or-death battle, it was Luo Ge who turned the tide once again.]
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[You're only looking at the offense, don't overlook my performance on the defensive end. His midfield interception ability in Asian matches is simply unbeatable.]
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Can Li Luo bring back the gold and silver treasures given to him by Middle Eastern tycoons to Manchester?
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[Sure! Sports exchange, cultural cooperation! Non-commercial gift! Someone will handle it. It'll be a shining sports brand for the world!]
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[The Sun calls this indulgence? I thought Li Luo was playing PUBG in the Middle East! Is this all?]
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How did the paparazzi know so much about the food they ate? Did they bribe the waiters and chefs?

The next day.

Li Luo and Perrin returned to their base in Dubai for low-intensity recovery training and reviewed the match together.

In my spare time.

The two made a special trip to keep the appointment to thank the Dubai royal family and say goodbye.

sunset.

The desert shimmered with a soft golden light, the dunes undulating like solidified waves, and the wind swept the fine sand across the ground, leaving shallow patterns.

Crown Prince Hamdan was already waiting on the terrace, dressed in a well-tailored white traditional robe, his headscarf securely fastened with a black and gold cord, and a gentle smile on his face.

He strode forward, grasped Li Luo's hands with both of his, and said excitedly, "It's so touching that you even made a special trip back just to say goodbye to me."

"We will always remember His Highness the Crown Prince's warm hospitality."

Li Luo spoke sincerely, then took out a soccer ball and handed it over, saying, "This is the ball used in the Doha match. I signed it. As a token of my sincerity, I'm giving it to you."

The clear lettering on the football is a testament to the Chinese prodigy's hat-trick and his team's victory over Qatar.

Crown Prince Hamdan's pupils contracted slightly, and he accepted the gift with a look of delight, his voice filled with excitement: "What? It's too precious! How can I accept this? It's a treasure that money can't buy! It's a testament to your conquest of the Middle East, and now it's a symbol of our friendship!"

He held the football tightly in his arms and said solemnly, "Li, I appreciate your kindness, and I always welcome you to come again!"

The fact that the Chinese prodigy gifted him such a commemorative match ball was a recognition and a token of friendship that he cherished far more than any luxurious gift.

Later, I can show off to other Middle Eastern elites.

Li Luo didn't think it was particularly valuable.

The official match ball for the 40 teams in the Asian qualifiers for the FIFA World Cup.

Later, when the Manchester United schedule becomes more relaxed, I will return to the Chinese national team and become the Grim Reaper of Bhutan, the Nemesis of Guam, the Nightmare of East Timor, the Nightmare of Brunei, the Nemesis of Nepal, and the Conqueror of the Northern Mariana Islands. I will be able to acquire many such match balls.

The Middle Eastern royal family gave me a lot of things and provided me with training facilities for free.

The princess was almost caught too.
bah bah bah.

How could you have such a thought?
"Li~"

Princess Salama wore a light blue traditional long dress today, with fine silver thread embroidery on the hem. Her long hair was loosely tied up, with a small pure gold hairpin in the hair.

She displayed no sign of disrespect, maintaining her royal composure. The setting sun cast a soft blush on her pretty cheeks, making her appear even more shy than before, yet with a touch of serene concern.

"I heard you're leaving, so I've come to see you off."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"You're welcome, successor to socialism."

The two smiled at each other again.

The unspoken understanding we had before, like the fragrance of flowers in the evening breeze, quietly dissipated.

Salama paused, lowering her voice further, her tone carrying the unique sentiment of a young girl: "You are the pride of Chinese football, and its greatest hero. I hope you will shine like the sunrise in the desert forever."

"Wait a moment."

Crown Prince Hamdan waved to interrupt, then made an excuse, gave a wink, and led Perrin and his entourage away silently.

In the blink of an eye, the terrace space was completely left to the two of them.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and the setting sun cast long shadows of the two people. In their solitude, there was an indescribable tenderness and tranquility.

"Li, I hope you will be like the sun in the desert, forever passionate and radiant, and walk all the way to the center of the World Cup stage."

"Thank you, Salama."

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After a long while, 17-year-old Princess Salama raised her head, her eyes filled with a hint of reluctance, yet also with unwavering determination: "Li, I will always remember you, remember this moment, and the way we watched the sunset together."

"Yes, yes, you're the only Middle Eastern girl I remember."

“It’s okay. I know you’re liked by many girls. The vast desert can’t breed narrow love. If you find someone you love in the future, I will wish you well.”

on the plane.

Tom asked curiously, "Lee, what did you talk about with that princess at the end?"

Without hesitation, Li Luo said, "The old king won't let her get married too early. He wants me to visit Dubai more often, or she can come to Manchester or China to visit me."

Manchester United's assistant, looking curious, asked, "So, who do you want to marry?"

"What marriage?"

Li Luo thought about it seriously: "I don't plan to get married for the time being, it's too far away."

Let's not even talk about marriage.

He also doesn't want to be in a long-term relationship.

He didn't even want to see the same girl every day.

Back to the Manchester United first team dormitory.

Morata and Maranda bounced around, banging on the pot.

clap clap clap!
"Li, we were just talking about it the other day. What if you were in the Middle East and a bunch of burly men forced to marry some princess?"

"Why didn't you become a son-in-law of a Middle Eastern woman?"

"Without you, we lost to Stoke City; it was a very tough game."

Wow! Thank you, Li!

Li Luo gave the two of them a few small gifts he had brought back from Dubai.

He then lay down on the sofa, and drowsiness quietly crept over his entire body.

I could vaguely hear Morata and Maranda saying: In a few days, Manchester United will face Barcelona at Old Trafford in the Champions League group stage.

He knew about this.

However, I was too busy and forgot for a moment.

Unbeknownst to him, Li Luo fell into a deep sleep.

Maranda quickly helped cover him with the blanket.

Morata placed several bottles of mineral water on the table, worried that the Chinese genius might be thirsty when he woke up.

Manchester United manager's office.

Giggs handed over a medical report.

"Boss, there are no problems with any of Li's indicators."

"Great."

Van Gaal let out a long sigh of relief, the anxiety on his face vanishing.

When Li Luo was playing, Manchester United could beat the reigning Champions League winners, Barcelona.

Without Li Luo, Manchester United can be thrashed by Stoke City.

Its importance is self-evident.

"Barcelona's recent performance has improved, and they will definitely go all out to redeem themselves at Old Trafford!"

We cannot give them any chance!

Gamper Training Base.

Enrique analyzed Manchester United's recent match videos over and over again.

In the upcoming match, Barcelona will definitely not underestimate their opponent as they did not long ago.

Li Luo was able to conquer Camp Nou.

MSN will surely conquer Old Trafford.

"I hope that when we play at Old Trafford, everyone can participate in deep defense."

"Li is a formidable opponent, and our current midfield setup is not enough to completely contain him."

Assistant coach Unzue secretly envies the midfielders and defenders of other top teams.

Putting MSN aside, the current Barcelona midfield and defense lack strong dominance and competitiveness.

Barcelona goalkeeper Bravo comforted Ter Stegen, saying, "I'll avenge you!"

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Ter Stegen's smile was bitter: "Lee, he's really amazing!"

Bravo patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "Well, as an excellent goalkeeper, you should be excited to face such an opponent!"

During this historical period, Bravo had not yet encountered Guardiola, and his fighting power was extremely formidable.

How strong is it?

A goalkeeper who led his team to victory in the Copa America and brought Argentina to tears in the final.

Bravo himself was named the best player of the final.

However, after his victory, many negative comments emerged online: comparing Bravo to the most outrageous goalkeepers in South American history, arguing that Bravo's style was not entertaining enough.

When Enrique coached Barcelona, ​​he adopted a dual-goalkeeper system, which was crucial, and other clubs also adopted this approach.

Busquets' eyes were full of confidence.

We are ready.

We absolutely cannot lose to Li in this contest.

MSN remained calm.

Messi seemed lost in thought.

Neymar seemed lost in thought: pondering where to go tonight.

Suarez looked at Li Luo on the screen, grinned, and revealed a set of white teeth.

(End of this chapter)