Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 340 I Actually Passed the Flaw

The best player on the spot in the Premier League generally appears on the winner's side. Of course, it does not rule out that the losing side has players who performed particularly well, but this is rare.

In this game, Stoke City not only lost the ball, but also played the ugly formation of "iron barrel formation". Except for Crouch's accidental goal, there was no bright spot at all.The best player was rightly taken away by the winning Tottenham.

Who is the best performer in Tottenham's formation?There is no doubt about this question. He scored the equalizing goal and assisted his teammates to take the lead. Could it be that his answer sheet in his second Premier League game is still dazzling, and being elected the best player is also expected.

This is the second time Mo Fei was selected as the best player on the spot. After the first round against Manchester City, he became the best player of the game for two consecutive games. This is the first time in the history of the Premier League. of the record.

Tottenham Hotspur players gathered on the pitch to celebrate this difficult victory with the fans who came to support the away game. As the key figure to determine the outcome of the game, Mo Fei got the representative on the spot under the tracking of the camera lens. The prize for the best player - a bottle of champagne.When he walked to the sideline with champagne in his arms, he was "sieged" by the media who had been waiting for a long time. The winner always has the privilege to get more attention.

A blond, blue-eyed, hot-looking beauty reporter took advantage of her "sex" to break out of the encirclement, first handed the microphone to Mo Fei, and asked: "Mo, hello, I'm a reporter from Stoke's "Sporting News" Chris Allen, I want to interview you?"

"Beauty always makes people feel happy. Just ask a beautiful lady, and I will tell you everything." Mo Fei smiled and looked at the blond beauty in front of him, and joked.At the end of the game, he was obviously in a good mood to help the team win, and his words were also humorous, making it difficult to connect with the passionate player on the court.

The other reporters around looked at this female colleague enviously. Everyone knew that the habit of being interviewed was to ask one question per person, and he would not answer if there were too many questions.Now Mo Fei actually let the other party ask questions casually, it can be seen that Mo Fei is in a very happy mood, and all the reporters secretly hate themselves for not running faster, so that good things should happen to themselves.

Chris was also blushed by Mo Fei's enthusiasm, and she took a mouthful of "sex stick" in her heart, but she smiled on her face, and said politely: "First of all, congratulations to you and your team for winning Victory, although I'm part of the Stoke team, but the game is over and you guys deserved it."

Mo Fei didn't know that his casual talk was labeled as a "pervert" by the beautiful woman. He nodded with a smile and said, "Thank you. Stoke City's defense is very good. We played a very difficult game."

"Difficult? If it weren't for using the 'underworld' method to find a free kick, it would be hard to say who would win!" Chris raised her eyebrows, thinking disdainfully in her heart, but these words cannot be said unless She gave up this interview opportunity.

"Mo, your free kick is great. Don't talk about your free kick and score directly. How did you do it with the cross you assisted Joel Luka? It's really weird." The method is "disgraceful", but Chris also has to admit that Mo Fei's free kick skills are indeed world-class.For a sports reporter like her, she has seen a lot of free kicks, but when the ball is approaching the goalkeeper, it will "turn and fall" by itself. There are not many people in football today who can have.

"Uh... This is just a temporary thought on my part... Ha, my luck is very good, Joel Luka also ran to the position, so the goal was scored. It's that simple." Mo Fei replied vaguely, He can't tell the other party that he is deceived, can he?In fact, what he said was right. He saw Joel Luka's forward drive and kicked it with the idea of ​​giving it a try. Who knew that football was so face-saving that he "turned" in front of Sorensen. This kind of pass may be played ten times, but it may not be successful once.He can only say that his luck is too good.

Chris didn't bother with this issue, and said with a smile: "Mo, you are the most humorous Chinese person I have ever seen. It really opened my eyes. I always thought that Chinese people were synonymous with seriousness."

"Thank you for your praise. In fact, I always thought that British girls are warm and open. You are the shyest British girl I have ever seen." Mo Fei glanced at Chris, whose face was as red as a ripe apple, I felt funny in my heart, I really didn't know how such a thin-skinned little girl could become a sports reporter running around and showing up in public, so I couldn't help teasing.

Chrissy was flushed by Mo Fei's teasing, and her head was lowered even more, but she still performed her job duties, saying: "In the two games in the Premier League, there were goals and assists in each game, and it was two consecutive games. Be the best player for the first time, Mo, you are the most amazing Huaxia player I have ever seen. I have read a Huaxia novel, you are very similar to the protagonist Lu Xiaofeng in it, you seem to be bohemian, but you can always stand up at critical moments , and become a hero who saves the world from fire and water."

"Oh? Have you read Gu Long's novels?" Could it be that a foreigner would have the leisure time to read Huaxia's martial arts novels? Could it help them broaden their thinking and imagination?
"Although I have never been to China, I have always been yearning for that ancient and mysterious country. I have many classmates who studied in China, and they brought Chinese culture to me. I am deeply fascinated by it." Keli Silk explained.

Mo Fei nodded.As China's economy continues to improve, its influence in the world is becoming wider and wider. Many foreign residents also highly respect China's culture. It is not surprising that Chris can read these novels.Mo Fei, who wanted to understand this point, smiled noncommittally and said: "Actually, I like Ye Gucheng better. His fast sword can often make the opponent unable to resist, and seal the throat with one sword."

"No wonder your playing style is always as fast as lightning, making people hard to guard against." Chris nodded thoughtfully, "But Ye Gucheng seems to be a villain?"

"Good and evil are only in one thought, who can tell which is right and which is wrong?" Mo Fei murmured melancholy.He remembered his experience in the national team. He should be considered a big villain. He could not say that he was a "good guy" when he condoned the bodyguards beating the captain of the national team.But Mo Fei doesn't think he regrets what he has done, it's not that he is noble, but that he does something when he does it, his character determines that he will not bow his head to things that he can't see.

Could it be that when he came back to his senses, a playful smile appeared on his face, and he joked: "Is the content of your interview today to discuss Huaxia's martial arts novels with me? If that's the case, then we can discuss it in private. Leave it to other journalist friends."

Chris also realized that her question seemed to have deviated from the track of the interview, and when she wanted to say something again, Mo Fei had already turned her head to the other reporters.

"Mo, congratulations on being the best player of the game and leading the team to victory. What do you think of this game?"

"Mo, your free kick has to be admired from the bottom of your heart? May I ask how you mastered this unique skill?"

"What are your goals for this season?"

Seeing that the "chitchat" between Mo Fei and Chris was finally over, the surrounding reporters rushed forward impatiently, asking their own questions like a cannonball.

"It was a tough game, Stoke were tough defensively. But obviously God was on our side today so we ended up getting the three points here."

"As for my free kicks... just study hard and practice hard. Geniuses can only succeed with 99% talent and [-]% sweat. I don't have any tricks."

"Goal? No, at least the boss hasn't told us clearly yet. In fact, the goal is a very boring thing. We don't need it to motivate us. For us, we will strive to win every game."

After bidding farewell to the reporters, Mo Fei returned to the locker room. The locker room was still full of jubilation. Lennon, Van der Vaart and others even took off their clothes and performed a "striptease" in the middle of the venue.Before the game, everyone thought that defeating Stoke City was easy, but they did not expect to experience so many twists and turns in the process. This hard-won victory made everyone rejoice.

"Hey Mo, just in time for you! Come celebrate with us!"

Lennon and Van der Vaart were so excited that when they saw the hero of the team "come back", they rushed over with strange smiles, reaching out to pick off Mofei's clothes.

"You two perverts!"

Could it be that he cursed embarrassingly, avoided the "claws" of the two, then found a seat and sat down, turned his head and watched the wonderful "performance" of the two with relish.

Joel Luka came over, patted Mo Fei on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's a great pass, it's so comfortable to find this point!"

Mo Fei smiled embarrassingly, and said with a bit of shame on his face: "Actually, I passed on the fault..."

Joelluka was taken aback when he heard the words, then he laughed loudly and said: "The football is falling too fast. In fact, I was also fooled, so I pushed it stupidly. Ha, negative and negative are positive, and the result is a goal." Already!"

Everyone in the locker room burst into laughter. Joel Luka is just a defender, and his shooting skills are not superb. It can be said that he is very crude. He said it was blind, but others still believed it.But could it be that he had a flaw in his kick? Everyone thought he was joking. A player who can shoot tires from a long distance can be regarded as a "sharp shooter". How could he be blind?
Bell smiled contemptuously and said, "Yeah, just keep pretending! Think we're such a fool!"

Could it be that his face was full of shame, and he just kept his head sullen and didn't speak.This kind of thing really gets more and more confusing the more you explain it, since everyone thinks it's not a fool, then it's not.Anyway, luck is also a manifestation of strength.

(End of this chapter)