Chapter 241 The Mysterious Oriental Spell
As soon as the game was over, Hu Lai was mobbed by reporters - mostly Chinese journalists...
And the questions everyone asked him had nothing to do with the game, and they didn't care about the mental journey behind Hu Lai's two consecutive rounds of goals. Everyone asked about Charlie Potter's tattoo.
"Hu Lai, does Charlie Potter know the meaning of that tattoo?"
Hu Lai glanced at the reporter who asked the question with caring eyes: "Look at your question... If Charlie knows the meaning, can he still show it in front of the camera?"
His answer made the reporters present roar with laughter, even the reporter who asked the question couldn't help laughing, this question is really stupid...
"Then you haven't explained the meaning of this tattoo to him?" another reporter asked.
Hu Lai shook his head: "He was very proud and excited when he introduced tattoos to me. I was really embarrassed to pour cold water on him at that time..."
Everyone laughed again.
Amidst the laughter, another reporter raised his hand: "Hu Lai, have you asked Charlie where he got this tattoo?"
"I saw it from our team's video analysis coach Matt. At the beginning, Matt went to China and took pictures of the street view of Jincheng, which was seen by Charlie. He seemed very interested in those fancy signs. So I chose a sentence as a tattoo..."
Hu Lai briefly introduced the situation, and the reporters looked at each other in dismay - I didn't expect this tattoo to come from this way...
This is too casual!
You can choose "rich, strong, democratic and free" anyway...
Seeing the expressions on the reporters' faces, Hu Lai knew what they were thinking, so he said, "Fortunately, it's better than him choosing 'toilet skewers'..."
The Chinese reporters burst out laughing, drawing other people's attention.
After seeing that it was a Chinese reporter interviewing Hu Lai, they looked away as usual.
Leeds City won the crucial battle in this game, and Hu Lai still scored in the game. Of course, the Chinese have reason to laugh out loud.
The laughter subsided, and Hu Lai waved his hands to them, saying seriously: "Please do one thing, please don't explain the meaning of his tattoo to Charlie... After all, he always thought that tattoo was a mysterious oriental spell,
Bless him for always being great on the court. If you tell him the truth, I'm afraid it will hurt his confidence..."
Seeing Hu Lai who was so serious, the reporters nodded cooperatively and promised: "Don't worry, Hu Lai. I definitely won't talk about it. Let this matter become a 'beautiful misunderstanding'!"
Hu Lai gave them a thumbs up, and now he felt relieved that Charlie would not come to trouble himself after hearing the truth from other Chinese reporters...
After all, it was his idea for Charlie to undress and celebrate after scoring a goal.
If you let Charlie know what the tattoo means, you will be in danger...
So block this possibility!
Except for him, the only people Charlie can get in touch with who understand Chinese are these Chinese journalists. Charlie, who has been convinced that tattoos are mysterious oriental spells, of course will not take the initiative to ask Chinese reporters what the tattoos mean, for fear that the reporters will tell him too much.
Now that I ask myself so, nothing will go wrong!
Hu Lai, who got the promise, said goodbye to them happily, and turned back to the locker room.
He had just left, and Charlie Potter, who was interviewed by the British reporter in front, walked up to the Chinese reporters. Looking at a group of Chinese reporters, he greeted happily: "Hi, how are you!"
Then, without waiting for the Chinese reporters to react, he took the initiative to ask: "Have you seen the tattoo on my waist? What do you think? That is my oriental spell!"
The Chinese reporters looked at each other, and it seemed that Hu Lai was right—Charlie Potter really thought that the tattoo on his body brought him good luck...
What Hu Lai said just now came to their minds:
If you tell him the truth, I'm afraid it will hurt his confidence.
So a group of reporters forcefully smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Yes, it's really amazing!"
After being praised by the Chinese reporters, Charlie Potter showed a happy smile. He waved goodbye to them, hummed a song, and walked towards the dressing room with his buttocks twisted.
A group of people looked at his back and couldn't help feeling in their hearts:
Sometimes knowing less...is also a kind of happiness!
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"Ha, Hu Lai. Charlie seems to be really proud of his tattoo..." Yong Jun laughed with his mobile phone until his shoulders were shaking.
"What's wrong?"
"He posted pictures of his tattoos online..."
Hu Lai, who was eating, was taken aback: "What?!"
"Look for yourself." Yong Jun handed the mobile phone to Hu Lai, which was Charlie Potter's social network account. He sent a half-length photo of himself in the mirror with his mobile phone, and lifted his clothes with the other hand. The hem reveals the tattoo part.
At the same time, it was accompanied by the text: "Mysterious oriental spell! The reason for the excellent form this season!"
Hu Lai held the phone in one hand and covered his face with the other.
"Hahaha! Isn't it funny?" Yong Jun laughed. "Didn't you tell him what the tattoo means?"
"I'm ashamed to break his good yearning for Chinese culture..."
Hu Lai began to swipe down the screen to read the comments under Charlie's message.
He saw that many Leeds fans congratulated Charlie Potter who scored the first goal of the season, and some people were asking him where he got this tattoo, and he seemed to want to get the same one:
"Is this oriental spell really so magical? My life is so bad recently, I also want to get a luck tattoo for myself..."
"Wow! Mysterious oriental culture! It's so cool!"
Hu Lai grinned when he saw a message of praise like this.
Although he likes foreigners showing love and interest in Chinese culture, but this is really not Chinese culture, hey!
This can be regarded as Anton culture and Jincheng culture at best!
Just flipping through it like this, while complaining in my heart.
Hu Lai suddenly saw a message in it:
"Hahahahaha!! I'm dying of laughter! Does anyone want to know what this mysterious oriental spell means?"
He frowned. Although this person left a message in English, he seemed to be a Chinese who could understand English...
He has a bad feeling.
Sure enough, many people asked him under this message: "What do you mean?"
And this person also gave the answer: "'There are mahjong machines in the store for entertainment, and there are air conditioners for cooling'. No, I can't take it anymore... Hahahahaha!"
Hu Lai rolled his eyes: You are the only one who knows a lot!
Well now, Charlie must have seen it. I have to figure out what to say when I see him in training tomorrow...
Hu Lai sighed after returning the phone to Yong Jun, who was very surprised: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, Uncle Yong, I just don't know if the team can ask for leave for training..."
Yong Jun was very nervous: "Are you injured?"
"That's not true." Hu Lai quickly waved his hands, which is no joke.
"Then why are you asking for leave?"
Looking at the bewildered Uncle Yong, Hu Lai didn't know how to explain this question, so he could only sigh in his heart:
Tired!
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In the end, Hu Lai didn't really ask for leave, but when he walked into the locker room, he first looked around the door to make sure that there was no Charlie Potter inside, and then slipped in.
Everyone was very curious when they saw Hu Lai like this, and Williams asked directly, "What are you doing, Hu Lai?"
"That's right, how did you sneak around?"
Hu Lai laughed dryly: "It's nothing, it's nothing..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Charlie Potter's voice coming from the door: "HUUUUU!!"
At first glance, it sounded like imitating the cheers of the fans after Hu Lai scored a goal, but in fact, with the roar, Hu Lai shivered suddenly.
Then Charlie Potter threw himself in front of Hu Lai and grabbed the other's shoulder: "Did you already know that, kid?"
Hu Lai, who was held down, was still pretending to be stupid: "Know what?"
"Hey, you know what my tattoo means, right?" Potter asked in a low voice, pointing to his side.
Hu Lai looked confused: "Isn't it an oriental spell?"
"You're still pretending to be stupid, you know it, Huh!"
Seeing that he could no longer pretend, Hu Lai spread his hands: "Then what do you want me to say, Charlie? Tell you that this is just an advertisement for teahouses that can be seen everywhere in the streets of China? You were so happy and proud at the time, how could I have the nerve to pour cold water on you? "
"Is it my fault for saying that?"
"What else? You didn't ask me before you got the tattoo. If you did, you wouldn't make the most common mistake you Westerners make."
"Then what should we do?" Charlie Potter was crying. He thought he was pretending to be a big guy, but unexpectedly he made a big fool of himself.
Yesterday he posted on social media with the intention of showing off, but a translation note under his message became the focus of everyone's attention.
Everyone is laughing at his tattoo...
After a long time, this is not an "Oriental spell" at all, it is a slogan!
Hu Lai patted him on the shoulder, especially able to understand his mood at this moment. It was like a person who does not understand English wearing a fashion to go out. He originally wanted to show off his beautiful clothes, but was reminded Only then did I realize that the row of English on my clothes means "fuck my chrysanthemum"...
"I'd better wash off this tattoo..." Potter said gloomily.
But Hu Lai shook his head: "Why did you wash it? Wouldn't it make everyone laugh again? If I were you, I would leave it. Even if it wasn't an 'Oriental spell' before, it will be from now on!"
Potter stared at Hu Lai with wide eyes: "Is it okay?"
"Why can't it? Of course it can. The meaning and value of something exists, it's all about how you look at it. If you think it's a spell, then it is a spell. And its existence really made you perform well this season. A lot, you are about to hit double figures in assists, isn't it much better than your performance last season? You believe that this sentence is a lucky spell that can give you more blessings and strength, so you perform better in the game. Then Go ahead and believe it, no matter what other people think, Charlie. Who says the spells have to be stuff that sounds like shit? Don't you wish you were different? You're willing to hang out with the philistines?"
During Hu Lai's persuasive process, the expression on Charlie Potter's face kept changing. When Hu Lai said the last thing, the previous confusion and thinking on his face disappeared, replaced by a sudden realization:
"You're right, Hu! I want to be the most different person! No matter what others think, this is my lucky spell!"
Hu Lai applauded: "That's right, Charlie! Let others laugh if they want to laugh! They don't understand you, but I understand you! You are the only Charlie Potter in the world! Don't do it just to please those mediocre People lose themselves!"
Charlie Potter was moved by what Hu Lai said, and he held Hu Lai's hand firmly: "You are really my good brother, Hu Lai! Only you know me best!"
As the rejuvenated Potter turned and walked to his own locker, Williams leaned over to Hu Lai and whispered, "I feel like you're lying to Charlie again, Huh."
Hu Lai lowered his voice: "Don't be bloody, Pete. Why did I lie to him? I clearly spoke to his heart, otherwise he would be so excited? Let me tell you about Pete. Believe it or not, Charlie also needs to thank you And me!"
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Potter, who had already walked out, turned his head and waved to him: "Thank you, Hu!"
"See what I'm saying?"
Hu Lai said to Williams first, and then nodded to Potter: "You're welcome, Charlie. Remember, always be yourself!"
"I will, Hu!"
Seeing Charlie's grateful figure, Williams was speechless for a long time.
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