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Chapter 40 Interview

Chapter 40 Interview

An interview car with 'PPTV' printed on it drives on the streets of London.

Sitting in the co-pilot, Dong Yuming felt proud looking at the praises of Yi Le in the newspaper in his hand.

Chinese players have never stopped studying abroad, but they have not been able to achieve the desired effect, let alone a core, and they have not even been able to become the starting players.

In most cases, they stay in a daze for a few years, and then return to their hometown depressed.

Chinese football has always been a thorn in the hearts of fans and even Chinese people!

Are there many fans in China?

many!How scary!

The popularity of the World Cup every year can be seen.

But as a Chinese, as a Chinese fan, who doesn't want to cheer for their national team in the World Cup.

Cheers for a great attack!

Shout out to the thrilling defense!

Crazy for a rare victory!

But Chinese football itself has not lived up to expectations, and has been living up to the beliefs of the fans. Let alone the World Cup, it is even difficult to break out of Asia.

And in this environment, the appearance of Yi Le is like a firefly in the dark night, so shining brightly.

Although the British Championship is not one of the top five leagues in the world, it is dozens of times stronger than the Chinese Super League.

But in such a arena, a Chinese player became the core, and he became the darling of the entire team.

Dong Yuming's heart was agitated, he had only seen this kind of plot in those novels!

This time when he returned to China, he suspended the handover procedures for his job transfer and insisted on staying in London for follow-up reports.

And when he reported the situation and certified it, the column team quickly set up an interview team with only one task and that was to interview every bit of Yi Le.

"Fuck!"

Suddenly, a burst of exclamation came from the back seat. A young man who seemed to be in his early 20s was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and his eyes widened with excitement.

"How did this pass the ball? Did he have a spotter on his shoulder?"

"Nimma, this is an oxtail, so beautiful!"

"This through ball!" The young man blushed with excitement, and in the end he didn't know how to praise him, so he could only choke out: "Awesome!!"

Li Zhen is an intern reporter of PPTV. He joined the column team for less than a month, but he was lucky to be sent directly abroad for follow-up interviews.

He thought that what they were going to interview was a certain national football boss, but he didn't expect it to be a boy with no hair at all.

However, when he saw the video of the opponent playing football, he was completely conquered by him.

Is there anyone in China who can play such football?

Li Zhen had already watched the match several times. The pace of the game was extremely fast, and it was a match at the European league level.

This is different from the slow, soft games he watches in the Chinese Super League.

Intense physical confrontation!

Fast and precise passing!

The ever-changing arena and the unpredictable running position!

And in such an arena, that black-haired boy almost dominated the entire game.

He is the engine, the commander of the team.

His passing is sharp and precise!

When countless people cheered towards the black-haired boy as if paying homage, Li Zhen felt his scalp go numb, goosebumps fell all over the ground, and his heart slowly became more proud.

"Uncle Dong, I feel like I'm dreaming!" Li Zhen said with a look of disbelief.

Dong Yuming smiled slightly, not to mention Li Zhen, he lost his composure even more when he first saw Yi Le's game.

Watching a game live and watching a video are two different things.

He was inevitably assimilated as countless Millwall fans erupted in huge cheers.

That was his compatriots, they were Chinese players at that time!

He is extremely proud and proud!

"This time we managed to get an interview opportunity, you should do well." Dong Yuming said with a smile.

Li Zhen nodded again and again, "Don't worry! I'll definitely be positive, but Uncle Dong, the interview is over, can I ask for an autograph?"

Dong Yuming was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly, and said, "Then you have to talk to Yi Le."

Li Zhen scratched his head in embarrassment, and the two came to the Millwall Club with an inexplicable mood.

Under the guidance of the staff, they came to the training ground. At this time, the main players and the substitute players were having a training match.

Seeing this scene, without further ado, Dong Yuming just picked up the camera and started shooting.

It's just that the staff who have been accompanying them stood in front of the camera body and said seriously: "Mr. Reporter, this is against the rules."

Dong Yuming was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, he was impatient.

How can this kind of training match be reported? It is very likely that the tactics will be leaked, so the camera was put away after apologizing.

Dong Yuming and Li Zhenzheng watched the training match without blinking, and their eyes were fixed on the black-haired boy in the vest of the main team.

Looking at him constantly sorting out the rhythm of the court, he couldn't help but secretly sigh with emotion at that precise but quick pass.

"What a fast pace!" Li Zhen couldn't help exclaiming.

The football is constantly shuttled by everyone, and every pass is extremely powerful, but these Millwall players can stop steadily.

Li Zhen compared it secretly, if it was a national football player, he didn't know how many meters the opponent would be able to stop.

This is the gap in basic skills!

The rhythm of the entire training game was changing rapidly, and the rhythm was very fast. Li Zhen was dazzled by everyone's running positions and movements.

He saw Yi Le was holding the ball with his back, and a substitute defensive player came up fiercely.

Just when he thought Yi Le was about to be knocked down, he saw Yi Le standing still with a muffled groan, and the football under his feet slammed against his heel and rolled past the defender's wicket.

Yi Le, on the other hand, completed his turn immediately and got rid of the opponent by relying on his explosive power.

"Beautiful!" Dong Yuming couldn't help but praise when he saw this beautiful turn around

Li Zhen asked in surprise, "Is he very strong?"

Yi Le's body looked very thin, and Li Zhen couldn't figure out how Yi Le fought against that bear-like defender.

The staff member raised his chin triumphantly, and said, "Yi's physical confrontation ability is not weak. You must know that in the league, other teams have to defend Yi in a two-man defense in order to defend!"

Li Zhen was shocked, and muttered to himself: "Isn't this the superstar treatment?"

"That's right!" the staff member said proudly: "He is the superstar of Millwall!"

At the end of the training match, Neil Harid announced the end of today's training after summing up.

Then, he pulled Yi Le over and asked him to participate in media interviews.

Yi Le was a little confused. Didn't the club strictly prohibit him from contacting the media?Why did you let him participate in the interview again?

With doubts, Yi Le walked to the sidelines. When he saw two Chinese nationals holding microphones and cameras waiting for him, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he couldn't help but trot over.

Dong Yumingan endured his excitement, and was about to speak when Yi Le asked cautiously, "Are you Chinese?"

When Yi Le first came to Europe, he was often regarded as Japanese or Korean. After all, there were too few Chinese players playing in Europe, so some jokes were made.

Dong Yuming and Li Zhen looked at each other, and the former immediately thought of the problem, and couldn't help laughing: "Hello, Yi Le, I'm a reporter from PPTV, Dong Yuming!"

Really Chinese!

There was a hint of kindness in the smile on Yi Le's face.

It is a happy thing to meet Chinese people in a foreign country.

Li Zhen also came over, looked at Yi Le curiously, gave a thumbs up and praised: "You play football well!"

Yi Le scratched her head in embarrassment, and said shyly, "Thank you."

Still a shy boy,

Dong Yuming's sense of Yi Le became better and better.

"Is it convenient to conduct an interview now?" Dong Yuming asked.

Yi Le took the lead and said: "Mmm, it's convenient. If you think it's too noisy here, we can go to the coffee shop opposite. It's pretty good there."

Seeing Yi Le's impatient look, Dong Yuming smiled and said, "It's pretty good here."

"Okay, what do you want to ask?" Yi Le was a little disappointed, feeling that he had not entertained them well.

Dong Yuming smiled, and re-introduced himself: "We are reporters from the Eurostar column team under PP Sports, and my name is Dong Yuming."

Yi Le nodded and said, "My name is Yi Le, a professional football player from Dalin City."

After finishing speaking, he asked curiously, "Are you famous?"

amount

Dong Yuming smiled awkwardly and said, "It should."

ridiculous!

PP Sports is not famous?

Young man, don't look at you playing football well, you can talk nonsense!

"That's great." Yi Le clapped his hands and laughed, "Then my parents will definitely see it."

Dong Yuming was stunned for a moment, and said with a hint of distress: "We will definitely inform the second elder."

"Thank you."

Yi Le smiled very happily.

(End of this chapter)

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