Chapter 779 Go Back and Poke Your Villain!

Charlene Lahiri sat in the window seat of the bus? Driving on the way from the hotel to the Stadium of Light.

Along the way, fans from afar can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road.

Because the jerseys of Southampton and Atletico Madrid are both red and white arrow stripes, in this game, Southampton can only wear the away white jersey to fight, and the Saints fans are also consistent with the team.

On the street, those Saints fans wearing white jerseys shouted excitedly when they saw the team's bus.

Some even chased after the bus, shouting incessantly, "Come on, saint!"

Charlene Lahiri couldn't help smiling knowingly every time she saw this scene.

In the WeChat of the mobile phone, there was a message from the editor-in-chief of The Sun, Rebekah Wade.

As one of the few reporters who can participate in all the itineraries and activities of Southampton as a team reporter, Charlene Lahiri is now the most popular sweet potato in the entire British media field.

Among other things, her articles on the WeChat official account alone received requests from the media and reporters to repost them.

And the devil editor of the Sun newspaper hoped that he could make two-handed preparations.

After all, this is a final and Southampton could win it or lose it, who knows?

But Charlene Lahiri only gave a set of plans for Southampton after winning.

For example, what aspects will she analyze from which aspects Southampton will win?

In the eyes of Rebekah Wade, this is too outrageous. Could it be that this saint will definitely win?

Yes, I know that the two teams are inextricably linked with Yang Huan, but it's impossible to be so certain?

Didn't you say it? Will this game be fair and just?

"Charlene, while there is still some time, you can come up with a replacement plan!"

In WeChat, Rebekah Wade reluctantly sent a message in a slightly pleading tone.

Charlene Lahiri quickly tapped the phone screen with her green fingers, and replied, "Believe me, Rebekah, I don't think it's necessary at all. With that time,

I might as well interview a few more players, right? "

Rebekah Wade immediately sent a bloody expression.

"Sister, I know you are a die-hard fan of saints, but we are a newspaper, we can't do such a risky business!"

Soon, another one followed, "Do you know how the market is going outside?"

"How is it?" Charlene Lahiri really didn't pay attention.

"This morning, some online media broke the news that Southampton went up and down to the Tejo River to play. Isn't this too ridiculous? The competition is coming soon, so why don't you prepare well in the hotel and go out for a trip?"

"Uh..." Charlene Lahiri made a sweaty expression, "I'm also on the boat..."

"Ah..." Rebekah Wade was dumbfounded.

But who is the diabolical editor-in-chief of The Sun?

In the words of Steven Howard, it is thick-skinned!

"What I mean to say is that the situation is very complicated. After this news broke out in the morning, the whole of Europe was blown up. The odds of the three major bookmakers fluctuated greatly. Many fans who were originally optimistic about Southampton, Now it's all about Atletico Madrid."

"Really?" Charlene Lahiri sent a funny and cute expression, "Then you should quickly bet on Southampton!"

Rebekah Wade probably had the urge to smash the phone, and another bloody expression appeared.

"I mean, we have to be prepared, what if Southampton loses?"

"That's impossible!" Charlene Lahiri replied immediately, "Believe me, Southampton's state is scary, I can feel it!"

For this, she is convinced.

Even, in the plan she submitted, she planned to spend a few days writing several columns to analyze Southampton's pre-match preparations.

In her self-media [off-site] program, a lot of more in-depth details will be introduced, such as famous sports psychologists, famous sleep experts, and the best nutritionists in Europe. She plans to use No small space to introduce Southampton's behind-the-scenes staff.

Even, if the fans respond enthusiastically, she will consider inviting them to record the show.

Rebekah Wade on the opposite side of WeChat obviously has nothing to do with Charlene Lahiri.

Who made people popular now?

The most popular football reporter and self-media person in the UK and Europe!

It is not easy for The Sun to invite Charlene Lahiri to write a column this time.

So, to a certain extent, Charlene Lahiri is not like Steven Howard, who always obeys Rebekah's orders. She can be very assertive and even make her sister unhappy. Don't come looking for me!

Sister, you are so self-willed!

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"This is the Stadium of Light in Lisbon?"

Su Jingyan just got off an official reception car, staring dumbfounded at the magnificent football field and the lively scene in front of her.

Standing at the VIP entrance of the Stadium of Light, looking around, her only feeling was that there were so many people!

Densely packed, just like an ant nest.

This is still in the square outside the stadium, if you go inside the stadium, there must be more.

A stadium that can gather more than 50,000 people is no joke!

"Is this your first time?"

Zhuang Ziqing, who got out of the car right after her, also found it funny seeing her like this.

"This is quite a small number. If you go to Wembley Stadium in London, or to the Bernabeu and the Nou Camp, it will be a spectacle. I simply don't know what words to use to describe it!"

Su Jingyan also had an unimaginable expression on her face.

There are only more than 50,000 people in the stadium, and it is already such an unprecedented event.

What would it be like if they switched to the Bernabeu and the Nou Camp, which are at the 100,000 level?

Lin Yuner, who got out of the car right after Zhang Ning, also smiled, "The time I saw the most people was in Ann Arbor, the United States. It was the one that set the record for attendance in the United States. That scene is unforgettable!"

This suddenly made Su Jingyan amazed again.

She had studied in the United States, but she hadn't been to football and baseball games, so she wasn't familiar with them.

"So, what is the capacity of our new stadium in Southampton?"

She consciously classified herself into the Saint Party.

"Us? Southampton?" Zhang Ning teased her on purpose.

Su Jingyan immediately realized her language problem, and then looked at Zhuang Ziqing and Lin Yuner, both of them looked half-smiles, she blushed immediately, and quickly explained: "Uh, Southampton belongs to Yang Huan, so I must also want to Supported, I..."

But she found sadly that the more she explained this kind of thing, the more embarrassing it became, and the darker it became.

It's all right, what's the matter with Yang Huan?

She can't wait to slap her ears twice!

"Okay, okay!" Zhuang Ziqing smiled and came out to rescue, "Let's go, he should be waiting for us!"

Zhang Ning giggled, and when he walked into the VIP passage, he moved to Su Jingyan's side and said with a smile: "Senior sister, why don't you turn around and when you see your good student, you Ask again, what is the capacity of your new stadium in Southampton?"

These words immediately made Zhuang Ziqing and Lin Yuner giggle.

On the other hand, Su Jingyan wished she could dig a hole in the ground and get in.

Didn't I just say something wrong?

As for playing against it like this?

If you do this again, I will poke you villain later!

The four of them had just walked into the VIP passage, and immediately saw Long Sansan, the bodyguard beside Yang Huan, waiting at the entrance.

As soon as he saw them, Long Sansan immediately came up to meet them.

"Miss Zhuang, Miss Zhang, Miss Lin, the young master is waiting for you in the VIP lounge upstairs!"

"Oh, good, thank you!" Zhuang Ziqing thanked with a slight smile.

But Zhang Ning laughed again, "Long Sansan, you forgot, there is our Miss Su!"

"Ah, oh, Miss Su!" Long Sansan greeted hurriedly.

Su Jingyan was ashamed and annoyed, she reached out her hand and was about to pinch Zhang Ning.

Are you too confused?

You all have that kind of relationship with him, pulling me together, what is it?

Besides, you are a big girl with yellow flowers, what should you do if someone misunderstands you like this?

But she didn't know why, but in her heart she was somewhat wishing for others to misunderstand her.

So, this anger is only born on the surface, and it is not true at all.

The four of them took the direct elevator to the VIP lounge on the second floor, and they could hear the noise of people inside from a distance, and it must have been very lively.

As soon as you enter the door, your eyes will naturally sweep to the crowded places.

As a result, he saw Yang Huan at first glance.

This guy was surrounded by people, leaving them only a back view, but even though it was only a back view, the four of them could recognize him.

Yang Huan didn't have eyes behind his back, so he didn't know they had arrived at all. Long Wu, who was still playing games, saw them, walked over immediately, and reminded Yang Huan.

Young Master Huan turned his head suddenly, and when he saw them, he immediately laughed, and after apologizing to the people around him, he turned and walked towards them.

Along the way, people still took the opportunity to come up to say hello, or make friends.

"Hello, Master Huan!"

"Hello hello!"

Even if they came to them, someone still came up to make a familiar face.

Yang Huan smiled helplessly, and quickly pointed to a relatively remote corner in the distance, signaling to go there to be quiet and quiet.

"No way, you know I'm handsome and popular, and I'm rich and stupid, so..."

Zhuang Ziqing and the others couldn't help but smile.

The first half of the sentence is a bit better, typical Yang Huan bragging, but the latter sentence, isn't it too joyful?

When did you become so conscious, Young Master Huan? Do you know how much money you have is stupid?

I don't know why, when Su Jingyan saw Yang Huan, her whole heart was in a mess.

In addition, she has a very close relationship with Yang Huan, and she often talks back when they are together, so she suddenly said something.

"Of course, the young master Huan is so suave, and there are so many beauties here, of course you have left the women aside, and you forgot about the connection!"

But who is Yang Huan?

Thick-skinned enough to block bullets, can't stand such a verbal fight?

"Let me say, Senior Sister Su, why do you sound so sour? Also, I don't seem to care much about you, why are you so consciously classified as wives?"

"Ah?" Su Jingyan realized her language problem at this time.

After being caught, his heart was pounding like a deer, panicked, how could he even bother to refute?

Just at this time, a group of people came not far away.

It is headed by two people, isn't one of them Luis Felipe Vieira, the chairman of the board of directors of Benfica?

I saw this group of people looking for them in the crowd. As soon as they saw Yang Huan and the others, they immediately came up to them.

From a distance, Vieira's loud voice was heard shouting, "Haha, Master Huan, so you are here, it really took us a while to find it!"

Yang Huan suddenly became depressed, the quietness that he had promised, the flirting and scolding that he had promised, were gone again!

As for?

You guys!

But he quickly adjusted his mood and smiled.

Beside Yang Huan, both Zhang Ning and Lin Yuner secretly pulled Su Jingyan's clothes, and stepped back a little, leaving Zhuang Ziqing standing beside Yang Huan.

This is also like a tacit understanding between them.