Liu Yifei's face was flushed. She felt that she had never been so embarrassed before when she grew up.

"It's all caused by that guy!" She stomped her feet.

Mother Liu was also a little embarrassed. She thought that those people were fans of her daughter just now. Now she is a little curious about Zhang Yang's identity. It seems that the young man is also a big star. The fans of these hundreds of people and dozens of media outlets are very big.

But after thinking about it, she really couldn't remember who this young man was. When did such a young man suddenly appear in China, is he a singer? Or a film and television star?

Liu Yifei bit her lip, thinking about Zhang Yang's identity at this time. In their world, it has nothing to do with football, so naturally I don't know who Zhang Yang is.

Liu Yifei stopped an excited fan. The jersey just received Zhang Yang's signature, which was worth the trip.

"Hello, may I ask, Zhang Yang is--" She originally wanted to ask what Zhang Yang did, but the fan suddenly recognized Liu Yifei and immediately shouted loudly, "Are you Liu Yifei? Are you Liu Yifei?"

Liu Yifei was very happy, which made her feel confident, but the fan's next sentence immediately made her feel very depressed.

"It's really Liu Yifei." The fan said excitedly, "I didn't expect you are also a Zhang Yang fan."

Hearing this, Liu Yifei almost fell back and dizzy. I am not that guy’s fan, no, no! That’s not! Fan? That guy plays basketball? Volleyball?

The fan's voice was not important. The media and fans had just sent Zhang Yang away when they heard the shouting loudly, "Liu Yifei is here." They immediately got excited and all of them gathered around.

Someone shouted happily, "I'm so lucky today. I just met Zhang Yang and Liu Yifei."

Liu Yifei was a little busy. At this time, she really hoped that the fan just now did not recognize her.

The most headache is the airport security guard. He finally protected Zhang Yang and left, but there was a situation here again. Do you still have to live?

Liu Yifei was so anxious that she was sweating heavily and her little face was flushed. She now put all her resentment on Zhang Yang.

It's all caused by that guy!

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Zhang Yang naturally didn't know that he was shot while lying down.

At this time, it was already rush hour and there were heavy traffic jams on the road. Zhang Yang's jet lag had not yet reversed and he had already started to feel sleepy. He said to Liu Meng, "I'm sleepy, I'll take a look and wake me up when I arrive at the hotel."

Zhang Yang didn't ask which hotel it was. Anyway, he had his own brothers who helped him arrange it, so he gave his sixty or seventy kilograms of meat to Liu Meng.

Liu Meng looked behind and Zhang Yang was actually asleep. He tskated and asked the driver, "Master, how long will it take to get to the hotel?"

The master smiled bitterly, "If there is no traffic jam, it will take at most half an hour. Now it seems that it will be nice to arrive in one hour."

Finally, over an hour later, the car arrived at the booked hotel. Zhang Yang actually fell asleep. He was woken up by Liu Meng and was a little confused. However, Zhang Yang did not forget one thing. He suddenly asked the taxi master, "Master, your surname?"

The taxi master was a little surprised and replied, "Han, Han Xin's Korean."

"Well." Zhang Yang nodded, took out a Marseille No. 27 jersey from his backpack, wrote it in a pen, 'Give it to Master Han', and then signed his name.

When Lao Han saw the jersey handed to him, he was surprised and excited. He didn't expect Zhang Yang to give him such a gift. Not to mention how much the genuine jersey costs, it would be rare for Zhang Yang to take the initiative to give the jersey and think that he was a taxi driver. He knew that he did not charge the fare, so Zhang Yang thanked him in this way.

Lao Han is Zhang Yang's fan, an old fan. For him, this gift is really great. In the days to come, this jersey became Lao Han's most cherished thing. He often proudly told his friends that he had carried Zhang Yang. Whenever others didn't believe it, he would take someone to show the jersey at his home. When the club saw this Marseille team's No. 27 jersey signed by Zhang Yang, he was so envious. This was Zhang Yang's early signature jersey. I'm afraid that there would not be more than ten signature jerseys for such a Marseille team in China.

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When Zhang Yang returned to China, the work of national teams in various countries preparing for the 2006 German World Cup was in full swing. Media from various countries were traveling between teams like bees. Every intercontinental competition was their busiest time, and of course, it was also the most exciting time.

At this time, it was not the time when the transfer market was relatively active, but now it is an exception.

On May 21, Berlusconi, the boss behind AC Milan, revealed that the team's scorer Shevchenko hoped to leave the team, shortly after the Ukrainian nuclear warhead officially announced that he wanted to leave the club this summer. Shevchenko specially held a press conference for this, and read a pre-written statement in front of reporters. The content of the statement confirmed the previous media's statement that he wanted to leave was true.

"I hope to leave," Shevchenko said, "I never want to hide my wishes in front of the fans anymore. I have spoken with the president (Milan club owner Silvio Berlusconi). However, I have not made the final decision yet."

The 29-year-old Ukrainian nuclear warhead claimed that he did not leave for money, and he made the choice for family reasons. "It has nothing to do with money, it's a family matter. Once I make a decision, I will hold another press conference."

Zhang Yang was lying in the hotel room, and when he turned on the TV, sports news was playing.

"Sheva said his transfer was related to family reasons, which reminds people of his wife's visit to London a few days ago. At that time, the media speculated that Abu sent his wife to persuade Mrs. Shevchenko, and that Slavsky and Abu were also very close. After playing for the Ross and Blacks for seven seasons, the captain of the Ukrainian national team might have arrived to say goodbye to her.

Just earlier the same day, Shevchenko's agent Oscar.

Domino has revealed in advance that Sheva may transfer. When asked whether Shevchenko would transfer to Chelsea, Domino replied: "Everything has not been finalized yet. We cannot be sure of it yet. Everything needs to be discussed carefully. The result may be that he stays or that he leaves."

The Milan Sports Daily disclosed that after hearing a young fan saying that his idol was Shevchenko, he said: "Do you know Shevchenko wants to leave? He wants to go to England."

The Blues will change the Adidas jersey next season, and Sheva also happens to be the spokesperson for Adidas. He may become the new star of Stamford Bridge next season with another Adidas main star Barack. The German captain has confirmed that she will transfer to Chelsea first."

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"Is Sheva going to transfer?" Liu Meng handed Zhang Yang a glass of ice water. After watching what he said on TV, he asked in surprise, "Is he really going to transfer?"

Zhang Yang nodded, "** is still ten."

Liu Meng tsk, "I didn't expect Shepchenko would leave San Siro." As he said that, he glanced at Zhang Yang, and suddenly slapped his head and said. "I remember, there was a report in the Sports Weekly today that AC Milan fell in love with you, it was not because Sheva wanted to transfer."

Zhang Yang looked at Liu Meng in surprise. This guy really can associate it.

Zhang Yang shook his head, "Acc Milan has indeed contacted my agent, but the matter is quite complicated, and the horoscope is not a single word yet."

Liu Meng nodded and said nothing. Since Zhang Yang said that things were complicated, it means that he was really a headache. Besides, he just asked about this matter casually, and even if he cared, he couldn't care. This was already out of the scope he could reach.

Liu Meng lit a cigarette and was about to throw a cigarette to Zhang Yang. He withdrew his hand halfway and smiled, "I forgot that you don't smoke. If you ask me, this professional player may not be as comfortable as me now. He can't smoke or drink. Even if you eat, there are some things to do. It's really boring."

Zhang Yang punched this guy, "You are just living a free and easy life. I heard you are in love, let's talk."

"Who said it was? Who spread rumors? The thing that was gone." Liu Meng seemed to have stepped on a landmine and jumped up. Seeing Zhang Yang laughing, he realized that he had been teased. He came up and punched Zhang Yang a few times.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you just being in love? It seems like you're raped by a chicken." Zhang Yang laughed.

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The guys had a fight for a while.

Liu Meng put out the cigarette butts and lit another cigarette, "Haha, to be honest, we really didn't expect that you kid will become a big star now. Haha, you kid, okay. We just chatted, but no matter how we looked, we couldn't tell that you really had the ability to become a professional player."

"You guys don't believe in my talent, you guys." Zhang Yang glared at Liu Meng, "Then you guys were helping me so much."

"It's your business whether you have talent or not. If you want to make a breakthrough, of course you have to help you. These are two things. If we don't help you, who will help you." Liu Meng said with a hearty smile.

Zhang Yang suddenly became silent, his eyes began to turn red, and he suddenly snatched half of the cigarette that was being smoked from Liu Meng's hand, took a few sips, and choked him for a few coughs.

"Hi Hi, you guy, you won't smoke, you're wasted my cigarette."

"I not only want to smoke you, but also want you to invite me to drink." Zhang Yang said viciously with red eyes.

Liu Meng glanced at Zhang Yang, "Is it really drunk?"

"Nonsense." Zhang Yang stood up, "Go to drink, you treat me."

"You kid, you still want me to treat you when you are so rich...."

"Don't want to?"

"I'm willing, I'm willing." Liu Meng's eyes also turned red.

That night, the two were drunk. Zhang Yang completely indulged himself once. Although professional players tried not to drink, he himself was always very restrained, but at this moment, there was only a reason to get drunk!

The only regret of the two was that they were the only ones who drank, and there were few other guys missing.

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ps: The first update. It hurts so much that the internet is ready in the evening.
Chapter completed!