green waist king

Chapter 40 Mo Yang's Career Planning

"Silly boy, you are accurate in single-sniper shooting, do you want 98K here?"

"No, I have it, you give it to Xiao Di or Brother Lu!"

At 12 o'clock in the UK time, Mo Yang originally wanted to continue practicing shooting after lunch, but this guy Bai Lele bombarded him with a phone call.

Chen He wasn't here this time, and after finishing recording the program in the afternoon, he hurried to participate in commercial activities.

But Lu Han is here, and Xiao Di, who is good at playing and loves to play, can't be absent.

"I'm playing mini, I can't play alone!" Lu Han refused.

"I don't play either, every time I take it, I can't hit anyone!" Xiao Di's tone was like a resentful woman.

"That's because you're too good at it!" As he became more and more familiar with the people in the group, Mo Yang didn't have so many worries about speaking, and the straight steel man's stabbing skills reappeared in the world.

"Giggle!"

Hearing this, Lu Han looked back at Xiao Di who was biting his vermilion lips in the box, and laughed outright, "Brother Yang, you won't have any girls if you look like this!"

"Silly boy, with your mouth, if you can find a girlfriend, I will take your surname!" Xiao Di gritted his teeth into the microphone.

"Hehe!" Mo Yang in the room scratched his head and smiled foolishly, he seemed to have said something wrong again.

On the contrary, after Lu Han heard this, he gave Xiao Di a weird look, and then his expression was meaningful.

This time he came back to record the show, and these days he often found that Xiao Di was having fun on his mobile phone while resting, feeling nervous.

He sneaked a few glances at Xiao Di when he was playing with his phone, and found that he was searching for reports related to Moyang several times, which was very interesting!

Ever since Xiao Di joined Running Man this year, the media has often fired their CP, and he has a good sense of what he said, but he has no conscience for Xiao Di, the two are pure friends, and he already has a girlfriend.

"I seem to have seen the lonely old age of the foolish boy!" Bai Lele, who was live broadcasting, saw the steel straight man with a barrage of water, and also joked.

Now his live broadcast room has nearly 40 popularity, but this guy is very happy.

After the four of them searched R City and got on the car for a lap, Lu Han, who was driving, asked boredly: "By the way, Lele, why did you two get nicknamed Hanwazi and Tiewazi? What are the allusions to these two names in Sichuan? ?"

"Baby name?" Bai Lele asked knowingly, with a mean face, "What is a baby name?"

"Lele, you idiot, your baby name is what people called you when you were breastfeeding!" Xiao Di spat at Bai Lele angrily.

"Oh!" Bai Lele on the live broadcast screen elongated her voice, with a look of sudden realization, and then suddenly became a little shy and coy, and said solemnly: "When I was breastfeeding, people usually called me a 'dead ghost'! "

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, there was the sound of water spraying in countless rooms or Internet cafes across the country, followed by crazy geese and laughter.

On the highway, Chen He was sitting in the nanny's car, unable to fall asleep, and he was also watching Bai Lele's live broadcast. He never expected that Bai Lele would suddenly give such a fairy answer, and immediately laughed like a car.

The assistant and driver in the same car also heard it, and they all burst into laughter, and the car drove crookedly.

In the box of the Internet cafe, Xiao Di's pretty face was as red as blood with shame, and she said in a tender voice, "Bai Lele, you, don't let me see you, or I will beat you to death, you son of a bitch, for molesting my old lady!"

"Clack cluck!" Lu Han curled up on the sofa chair, buried his head in his knees, and his whole body twitched, as if he had gone mad with epilepsy.

"The dirty demon king issued another golden sentence!"

"The god replied, I'm convinced, God Lele, I'm willing to bow down!"

"I would like to respect you as the king of the demon world!"

"Respectfully invite Your Majesty to ascend the throne! We will come and pay our respects to our king!"

"..."

Seeing the exploding screen, Bai Lele smiled meanly, she didn't care about Xiao Di's threat, wait until you see me, what a big deal!
"No! Your baby name is Tie Wazi. When you were young, your godfather didn't cry no matter how much you were whipped. That's why you were called this name. When did you change it to a dead ghost!" Mo Yang's questioning voice sounded in everyone's earphones.

"Pfft!" Xiao Di couldn't bear it any longer, and directly covered his face on the keyboard.

"Hahahahaha!" Lu Han wiped away his tears and watched Xiao Di play with taste: "Xiao Di, do you think I should explain the touching story here to Brother Yang!"

"How dare you!" Xiao Di straightened up abruptly, glaring at Lu Han with her beautiful eyes, then changed her face in an instant, curled her lips and said indifferently: "Say it or not!"

Lu Han verified his guess, and looked at Xiao Di with a very ambiguous smile, "Don't worry, I understand, I understand, never say anything!"

"A group of snake spirits, I don't know what they are laughing at!" Mo Yang muttered.

"Oh my god! It seems that Mo Yang really didn't understand!"

"This is a strange product!"

"It can't be pretending!"

"..."

"I guarantee that the silly boy really doesn't understand. I have played with him since childhood, and I know him too well. There is only football in his world, and women will only affect the speed of his shooting!" Bai Lele saw behind the barrage Give Mo Yang a guarantee.

After laughing and laughing, the four people who didn't wait to enter the circle were directly bombed and scolded by God.

Mo Yang looked at the time, it was almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and said: "Brother He should be back almost, you four play, I'll play the game first!"

"Aren't you on vacation today? Why did you leave so early! What's the matter?" Xiao Di asked bluntly, not paying attention to the strange tone in her tone.

Mo Yang, who was about to take off his earphones, was stunned for a moment, and explained: "I'm going to Chinatown to buy some ingredients, and I invited my teammates over for dinner tonight!"

"can you cook?"

Xiao Di asked, but Mo Yang had already put down the earphones, turned around and went out.

Bai Lele caught something unusual from the two people's questions and answers, and immediately opened her mouth to answer for Mo Yang: "Sister Di, I'm afraid you don't know what a silly old man does. He is eight or nine years old. I was forced by my godfather to start practicing the spoon, do you think he can cook!"

Xiao Di didn't say anything, just took out the phone and fiddled with it with his head down.

As soon as Mo Yang got into the car, his phone rang. He opened WeChat and looked at it, then shook his head helplessly.

I took a taxi to the Little China Town in Leeds, and went into a Chinese supermarket. Good guy, they have everything, even Sichuan hot pot ingredients. Seeing Moyang's cravings on the spot, he had to forcefully look away.

More than an hour later, when Mo Yang returned home with big bags and small bags, he found that Pere was chatting and laughing with a big black guy he knew very well in the living room.

Michael Emenalo, Chelsea's current director of football, was the one who persuaded Mo Yang to leave Chelsea.

But Mo Yang didn't have any resentment towards this African, but was a little grateful.If there is no Michael, there will definitely be a record of heart disease in his personal file, and it will have a great impact on him.

"Yang! Remember me?"

Seeing that Mo Yang was stunned, Emenalo got up and walked towards Mo Yang, smiling and giving Mo Yang a warm hug.

"Mr. Emenalo! Long time no see!" Mo Yang smiled and stepped forward to shake hands, but Emenalo came up with a bear hug.

After the two sat down on the sofa, Emenalo said sincerely: "Yang, I am here to apologize to you on behalf of Chelsea today. The damn medical department has caused us to lose a midfield talent. Boy, are you willing to re-enter?" Going back to Stamford Bridge? I promise you the best!"

Mo Yang was stunned for a while when he heard this, but suddenly saw Pere behind Emenalo winking at him anxiously, which made Mo Yang even more confused. If you have something to say, just say it and play a quiz with a hammer!
Mo Yang smiled, shook his head and said, "Sorry, sir, I may not be able to promise you."

Seeing that Emenalo was about to speak, Mo Yang reached out to stop him, and continued: "Sir, I have a clear plan for the future. What I need at this age is the opportunity to play, not the bench of a wealthy family!"

Seeing Mo Yang's repeated actions and refusal, Pere quietly gave Mo Yang a thumbs up.

Pere does not object to Mo Yang going to a wealthy club, nor is he worried that Mo Yang will not be able to compete with other players if he goes to a wealthy club, but his premise is that the team can provide Mo Yang with a stable chance to play, otherwise he will not agree.

After hearing Mo Yang's refusal so flatly, Emenalo did not continue to persuade him. He could not guarantee that Mo Yang would have enough playing time when he arrived at Chelsea.

After the three sat together and chatted for more than ten minutes, Emenalo said goodbye and left.

"Yang, I think it's time to talk to you about your career planning!" Pere said seriously as soon as Emenalo was sent away and returned to the living room.

"Pere, I will not leave Leeds United this season!" Mo Yang looked at Pere with firm eyes.

"That's not the question!" Pere rolled his eyes. "I'm talking about your whereabouts after this season. Do you have any ideas?"

"Eh!" Mo Yang really didn't think about this question.

"Yang, actually I don't agree with you going to a wealthy team now. It's too early for you. Very few wealthy teams are willing to train young players. They are more willing to give opportunities to those players who have matured and performed stably."

Pere was talking, and suddenly laughed: "Actually, if Leeds United can afford your salary then, you can also consider staying!"

Although Pere said so, he actually has no hope at all. Players like Mo Yang staying in small clubs will only destroy the club's salary system.

Although Leeds United is backed by rich Italians, it is not a consortium. He bought Leeds United to make money, not the shitty football feelings that the Russian from Chelsea said.

Therefore, after the end of this season for Leeds United, Mo Yang will [-]% be pushed into the transfer window in exchange for a large sum of money.

"So the premise of your transfer is to ensure that you have enough playing time in the team, otherwise it is better not to go."

"You are used to the British Championship now, so let's try to choose the Premier League. The two leagues have similar styles, which will help you adapt quickly, so I will focus your transfer on these clubs in the Premier League!"

"No problem!" Mo Yang found that what Pere said coincided with his plan, and agreed very happily.

Mo Yang checked the time, then got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for tonight.

Looking at the busy Moyang, Pere narrowed his eyes with a smile, he is such a treasure boy.

He has gotten fat living with this kid these days, and he doesn't know who takes care of whom.

After a while, Bamford and the others came, and a roster of 18 people came directly, and they all gathered around the kitchen, looking at Moyang's skilled knife skills and exclaiming miraculously.

In the hotel, Xiao Di was still awake, lying on the bed tossing and turning, looking at his phone from time to time.

"drop!"

When the WeChat notification sounded, Xiao Di, who was drowsy, regained consciousness immediately. He turned on his phone and swallowed wildly.

"Dry roasted fish! Couple's lung slices! Kung Pao chicken! Twice-cooked pork! Mapo tofu! Fish-flavored shredded pork!" With more than 20 dishes, Xiao Di was so hungry that he rolled on the bed greedily. Let that idiot send her a picture.

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