six finger demon

Chapter 93 Chelsea's Security Guard
"What's going on in there? Tell us quickly?"

As soon as his left foot stepped out of the garage, Yu Hang was pulled aside by the security guard.

"When you leave, you can take the passage through the back door of the garage, it's not crowded at all!"

This "secret passage" was secretly told by Tang Wu to Yu Hang, and this was his first time going there.

"A complete victory! A classic complete victory!" Just after attending the press conference, Yu Hang was still immersed in the joy of victory.

"Oh! My God! Michael, did you hear that?"

"I heard Victor, Chelsea got a big win!"

Seeing the two security guards holding their heads in amazement, Yu Hang added fuel and jealousy: "2 to 0! The first one scored a goal in the first 10 seconds of the game!"

"Walter! 10 seconds? Michael, did you hear that, it's 4 seconds faster than you!"

"I heard you, Victor Farke, I really didn't come as fast as this ball."

The two security guards looked startled and made Yu Hang laugh at the side.After being sent abroad for so many years, he still has not adapted to the way foreigners express their emotions.

"Besides, TOM made his debut in this game, and he instigated the two goals!" Yu Hang boasted proudly.

As a Chinese reporter, I have been covering news events of foreigners abroad for so many years.He has been in contact with sports stars from South America, North America, Africa, Australia, Japan and South Korea, but only in Tang Wu can he find kindness and belonging.

Thinking of the interview that just ended, Yu Hang's heart was ignited.

Yu Hang is not tall, and his body is also very thin. During the interview, he squeezed forward desperately.

"Oh Schett, don't squeeze!"

"Fack, get to the back!"

Yu Hang had no choice but to forcefully raise the microphone in his hand and show Tang Wu the logos of China and Jiulang on it.

After Tang Wu answered two questions, he finally found the "no one was holding" the microphone in the crowd.Immediately, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Hang's arm, dragging him to the front row.

"May I ask Tang Wu, what are you doing?"

Before he finished speaking, Tang Wu interrupted Yu Hang's question.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Reporter, I didn't understand what you asked, please ask again in your native language." Tang Wu looked into Yu Hang's eyes and said in Chinese sternly.

At this moment, Yu Hang suddenly felt his back hardened and his chest straightened up.

Pushing the others back with his thin shoulders, he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Mr. Tang Wu, how did you come up with the idea of ​​using Chinese as the catchphrase?"

The reporters from other countries suddenly showed annoyed expressions, as well as a look of bewilderment and embarrassment.Although he pointed the camera and microphone at Tang Wu, in private, he kept "grinning" at those colleagues who knew a little Chinese.

Especially after the interview, many people pestered Yu Hang and exchanged contact information while sharing information.

"It's very simple. I yelled it out, and they just listened to it!" Tang Wu replied easily.

A few simple words made Yu Hang feel confident for the first time abroad.

"...The first goal was Tang Wu's big long pass, and the second was his hand throw, which was also thrown into the frontcourt." Yu Hang was "speech" incessantly, but he didn't notice the two security guards. Gradually changed the color of the face.

"Oh God, this is the worst news I've heard since New Years!"

"Jesus Christ, is Liverpool so weak?"

The two security guards looked bitter.

"Eh? You guys, what are you talking about?" Yu Hang finally sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly closed his mouth.

In foreign countries, differences of opinion can easily lead to conflicts, and the two security guards still have guys on their waists.

"Come on Victor, I really don't want to face this reality." The white security guard covered his face.

The black security guard didn't care, and said directly: "Did you know? Just now at Goodison Park, Arsenal only took 1 point!"

"Yeah!" The white security guard also took over the conversation, "Radzinski is simply a devil! He must have scored a goal in each of the past 4 battles with the Gunners! Farke, I hate those Canadians People! They are all country bumpkins from the village!"

"Are you guys Arsenal fans?"

"Of course it is! Is it still fake?!" Victor and Michael said in unison.

Yu Hang wiped off his sweat, and secretly glanced at the other party's badge.

Michael, white American; Victor, black Nigerian.

Chelsea is also really interesting, they even hired two Arsenal fans as security guards.

Yu Hang breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily he was astute, so he didn't say much.

"What is the difference between Chelsea and Arsenal after this round?"

"It seems to be 2 points, I don't remember very clearly." Victor scratched his head and sent a confirming look to Yu Hang.

"Well, Chelsea has 14 wins, 4 draws, 2 losses, 46 points, and Arsenal has 13 wins, 7 draws and 0 losses, also 46 points." After finishing speaking, Yu Hang continued, "However, Arsenal is still ranked ahead of Chelsea by virtue of their goal difference advantage. of."

"Oh! My God, has it even been tied?" Victor covered his cheeks with an expression of disbelief.

Michael on the side still maintained his sanity, glanced at Yu Hang's appearance and identity, and continued to ask: "Mr. Reporter, what is the current situation of Manchester United's points?"

"Manchester United has 16 wins, 1 draw and 3 losses, with a total of 49 points." Yu Hang replied without thinking.

"Fack! The difference should be 1 point!" Michael cursed after hearing this.

Seeing that the two security guards were not so extreme, Yu Hang gave them a cigarette, and then went up to chat.

Sometimes, the "intelligence" can be obtained more from the "enemy".

".Look, Arsenal won't be as ostentatious as Chelsea after winning the game. Don't think that you can be in the Premier League with a big Russian money. After the FA controls the winter transfer market, even if you have money, don't even think about buying it. to good players."

"Mutu loves his youngest son very much, and asked me to buy him a "landlord outfit" last time, but I seldom see him recently."

"Veron? I tell you, even if the Argentine recovers from his back injury, he won't be able to play at Stamford Bridge."

".Ronaldo has come to London these days. Yes, it's the Real Madrid one. BOSS said they want to create a "Figo-Ronaldo combination"."

The two security guards talked bluntly. They knew very well how many important people came and went at Stamford Bridge every day. Coupled with some gossip and predictions, they guessed the latest news about Chelsea.

Yu Hang took notes while listening, his face was full of excitement.

Farke, why didn't I think of getting information about Chelsea through the security guards in the underground garage?
These two live treasures will be noticed by their peers sooner or later, and I have to establish a good relationship as much as possible before the other party, so that I can continuously obtain the most important information.

The three of them chatted until very late, Yu Hang took advantage of his profession and quickly became friends with the two of them.

At this moment, a super black Mercedes drove past the three of them, and Victor immediately boasted: "Look! Yu, this is Gudjohnsen's car!"

Just as Yu Hang put down the camera that had finished taking pictures, another latest Mercedes-Benz drove past.

"It's Bridge's!" said Michael. "See the woman in there? How-good-night-morning-bye!"

The two security guards winked at Yu Hang, and Yu Hang wrote only three words in his notebook - one-night stand.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!" An Aston Martin sped past the three of them, with four letters printed on the license plate: MU.TU.

"I think Mutu didn't score again tonight!" Victor sighed looking at the back of the car.

"Yeah, he hasn't scored in thirteen games!" Michael echoed.

"How do you know?" Yu Hang asked curiously.

"Every time he scores a goal, he will come to our place to say hello!" Victor explained.

"That's right, it's like this! Boom!" Michael held up his hands and made an aiming gesture, which looked very much like the beautiful scenery of their country.

After a while, a Bimawen drove out slowly and headed into the distance.

"This is your compatriot's car." Victor pinched his waist and helped his hat.

"Yes, it's that nasty Tom cat!" Michael showed disgust on his face, and he didn't mind that Yu Hang was still by his side.

But Yu Hang didn't care, his eyes were all on the co-pilot, there was a girl with long hair sitting there.

"It's her?" Yu Hang recalled the Liwo girl he met Tang Wu when he met Tang Wu for the first time, and slapped his thigh fiercely, "I said they must have an affair!"

(End of this chapter)