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

Chapter 52 Li Luo Introduces You to a Pure and Alluring Girl? (National Football Team Plot)

Overnight, all the negative reports about Li Luo disappeared.

There are no more news headlines like "Li Luo Calls for Chickens".

No one knows what happened.

The majority of the text focuses on praising Li Luo's ability to turn the tide and his indomitable fighting spirit.

"Xiao Li."

"Luo Ge."

The Chinese national football team's temporary training base.

The coaching staff and several of Li Luo's national team teammates saw him off.

The reason why no grand farewell ceremony was held at the airport was because Li Luo did not want to occupy resources or hinder people's travel.

There was silence for a long time.

Let's take a closer look.

The prodigy who turned the tide has given people hope, but Chinese football still has a very long way to go.

A withered leaf drifted down onto my shoulder.

Perrin looked serious and said, "Li, we will study hard, and the Asian Cup will show you a Chinese team full of fighting spirit."

"it is good."

The Chinese genius high-fived everyone and waved goodbye.

Translator Zhao was overwhelmed with emotion: "It feels like a dream, and I have this empty feeling in my heart."

Assistant Coach Li blew on his bangs, his hand hidden in his pocket clenching involuntarily: "Chinese football must be down-to-earth and take the right path in the future."

sunset.

As they watched Li Luo's retreating figure, it was as if the whole world had fallen silent.

Goodbye, Li Luo.

The news was released immediately.

It touched the hearts of countless Chinese fans who felt reluctant to part with their children.
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[My eyes peed again, thank you, Li Luo.]
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[Sobbing, Li Luo carries the cross of fate alone, walking a solitary path.]
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Even against a weak team, fighting alone against the elite of the Japanese J-League, I, Li Luo, am still invincible in the world.
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Why go back so early? Why not organize an offline autograph session, a meet-and-greet event with tens of thousands of people, and even just make some money off us?
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[How could Loftus do something like that? Didn't you watch the interview? He wouldn't blame you for buying a pirated jersey; he knows you have your difficulties, and his heart is with us.]
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[The official media's general message is that from now on, unless it's an international A-level tournament that allows Li Luo to boost his stats, he won't have to travel back for other smaller competitions.]
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[A fleeting glimpse, a resounding clang piercing the air—the sharpest sword of China.]

on the plane.

Wolfsburg's uniform staff made a mistake and bought business class tickets instead.

Li Luo didn't care.

There's just one more seat next to me.

Sitting there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Asian girl wearing glasses.

Didn't care.

He was wearing a baseball cap and a mask, quietly reading a book called "Black Gold: Silent Tactical Games".

[Shock level +1!]

Li Luo: "???"

Without playing a match, where does the shock value come from?
He raised his head and looked around.

Nothing happened.

The girl with glasses sitting next to me was resting with her eyes closed.

Li Luo gathered his thoughts and continued reading.

Soon.

[Shock level +1!]

He suddenly looked up, but still found nothing wrong.

He took off his mask with a puzzled look on his face.

Is there a bug in the system?
You need to perform exceptionally well on the field to earn shock points.

[Shock level +1!]

[Shock level +1!]

[Shock level +1!]

【.】

Li Luo turned his head and met the eyes of the girl with glasses.

He finally understood what was going on.

The other person might have been glancing at you every now and then.

now.

Li Luo couldn't help but scrutinize the other person's appearance.

Her face is very small.

Her features are delicate.

Her skin was very white, like snow, like the snow in Hokkaido.

His eyes were bright and lively, like a pool of clear spring water.

Her lips were a natural pink, slightly pursed, with a faint smile playing on them, both innocent and alluring, like a piece of candy wrapped in a thin veil.

It wasn't particularly stunning at first glance.

It has a lot of charm when you look closely.

"Dragon God. Li Sang?"

“Smith Marseille, I’m sorry.”

The girl with glasses blushed and lowered her head shyly.

The moment she saw Li Luo, she suspected he was a Chinese super genius who could single-handedly defeat the Japanese team, and she couldn't help but steal glances at him afterward.
Just now, the moment Li Luo took off his mask.

She finally confirmed her guess.

Which young girl doesn't dream of love?

Moreover, Li Luo is handsome and has demonstrated heroic qualities in Asia, turning the tide of battle. Japanese media have long described him as the most dazzling light in Asia.

"It's ok."

Li Luo was slightly disappointed.

I'm not interested in Japanese girls.

Even if the other person is very cute, beautiful, and pleasing to the eye.

"My name is Suzuki Airi. This is my first time trying cut noodles. Nice to meet you!"

The girl with glasses mustered her courage, extended her hand, and introduced herself in broken Chinese with a smile.

She looks even more beautiful when she smiles. Adorable fangs.

Li Luo smiled and shook hands with the other person.

He then continued reading and did not intend to continue the conversation.

He is very principled: he cannot fall in love with every girl he meets, especially since she is a Japanese girl.

but.

I was a little confused: Why did I generate a shock value? Was it because I was writing and drawing on the tactical analysis diagrams in Teacher Hei Jin's book?

After a moment of silence.

Airi Suzuki pursed her lips, mustered her courage again, and pulled out a small notebook: "Li-san, excuse me, I'm a fan of yours, could you please sign this for me?"

Li Luo nodded, took the notebook, and signed his name: "You've only watched one of my matches, right?"

"Yes, after that match, many, many people across Asia became your fans. Thank you, Lee-san!"

Suzuki Airi looked closely at the Chinese boy, her eyes filled with undisguised admiration, and her cheeks flushed again.

Li Luo smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the girl.

A strange feeling is creeping into my subconscious: we defeated the Japanese team a few days ago, and now there's a Japanese girl...
A pure and alluring young woman who becomes more and more charming the more you look at her.

No.

We must adhere to principles.

You can't fall in love with every girl you meet.

"Mr. Li, I have one more question. Please, I will answer it without reservation!"

Eastern and Western ways of thinking are different.

They have different views on love.

Airi Suzuki knew that her feelings for Li Luo were merely admiration and affection.

They would never think, like European young models, that physical attraction is the same as true attraction.

The plane passed through thick clouds and slowly landed at Brunswick Airport.

At the arrival gate.

Volkswagen executives and Wolfsburg management team waited for a long time.

"plum!"

"Finally home!"

"God bless, our Li made it back to Germany safely!"

Li Luo gave the older men a simple hug.

They were then ushered into a business vehicle and left the airport.

Volkswagen executive Hans, eager for the opportunity, said: "Li, your performance in that game was fantastic. We've decided to offer you a new endorsement contract."

According to market research, Li Luo's commercial value in China has seen an extremely dramatic surge after his debut for the national team.

A true hero.

Heroes who turned the tide and gave Chinese fans a glimmer of hope.

"I'm so sleepy, please don't speak so loudly."

"Alright, alright! Quiet, all of you, be quiet!"

Hans showed no displeasure; instead, he carefully reminded everyone.

Li Luo yawned, wanting to sleep but unable to, and could only gaze at the scenery outside the car window.

As November approaches, Lower Saxony gradually sheds the desolation of early autumn. Ginkgo leaves, knocked down by the rain, stick to the mottled base of the walls. The canopy has lost some of its lushness, and the dappled sunlight filtering through the branches is diluted into a hazy gray by the leaden clouds.

Baroque and Gothic architectural complexes are gradually disappearing.

A desolate field came into view.

His feelings at that moment were just like those of Chinese students: summer vacation was over, they said goodbye to their hometowns, and returned to school.
The next day.

Wolfsburg training base.

The teammates cheered with joy.

When Bendtner saw Li Luo, he grinned mischievously: "Young Master of the Green Fields!"

Arnold and the others joined in the commotion.

Maranda, the most loyal of them, hesitated only slightly before joining in the cry: "Green Field Prince!"

Even the most composed Gustavo put on an exaggerated Japanese air: "The Green Field Prince."

They shouted and jumped around.

Has the cringeworthy nickname for "little life" already spread to Europe?

Li Luo was both annoyed and amused, and quickly retorted, "Shut up, you're not allowed to call me that."

De Bruyne, who had stopped his rehabilitation training, walked over slowly, revealing a smile of reunion after a short separation: "Your Highness on the Green Field."

not far away.

Black Gold was holding a medical examination report.

His expression showed slight surprise.

"Does the Chinese team have a miracle doctor?"

"Li's several potential injuries have all healed so quickly? And all his vital signs are normal!"

The team doctor and the assistant coach nodded in agreement.

Wolfsburg's manager looked worried: "With key players injured in the next match, it won't be easy for us to beat Borussia Mönchengladbach."

Over the past two seasons, the strength of the Bundesliga teams can be roughly divided into tiers:
Tier 1: Bayern Munich, who don't experiment with tactics.

Tier 2: Wolfsburg, Mönchengladbach, Schalke 04, Leverkusen, Borussia Dortmund.

Tier 3: Bayern Munich conducting tactical experiments.

Tier 4: The remaining Bundesliga teams.

Borussia Mönchengladbach not only beat Bayern Munich badly.

They are equally formidable against any second-tier club, but somewhat intimidated by fourth-tier clubs.

Their combat effectiveness is somewhat Schrödinger's cat.

　This book has no female lead, no female lead, no female lead.

　　Brothers, you guys have shocked me! Times have changed. I never expected the subscription numbers for the 'Daily Transition' chapter to be so high! It's almost like a competition, and the upward trend is even stronger now!
　　Shocking! Times have changed, and readers' tastes have evolved!

　　That's all for now. I'll keep writing and try to update 10,000 words today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)