Legendary Road

After a fight between Ge Ce and Mapo Tofu, Yan Jing finally decided to let the poor little fat man go, and asked the waiter to bring a knife and fork to let the other party do it himself.

Except for the mapo tofu, Getze was quite satisfied with the rest of the dishes. For example, the basket of steamed dumplings on the table most likely went into Getze's stomach.

After eating and drinking, Yan Jing originally planned to take Gotze to go sightseeing, but he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to book a hotel in London before he came, which made him have to temporarily change his plan to go to Whittington Park to find accommodation first hotel.

Yan Jing, who has always been a perfectionist, felt a little annoyed when he found out that he hadn't done enough preparations for his trip. After cursing himself twice, he immediately searched for a hotel near the Emirates Stadium on his mobile phone.

The nearest one is a hotel called Milestone Apartment on SevenSister Rd. He led Gotze there and asked the staff at the counter, "Are there any double rooms available?"

"Sorry, sir. As you know, the night after tomorrow is the North London Derby, and the room is very tight these days." The counter lady shook her head and replied with an apologetic smile, "The double room has already been booked in advance, and now there is only one left. Single room."

"Oh, so..."

The counter lady looked at the two people in front of her, and felt a little strange about their combination.

You say they are brothers, they look too different, you say they are father and son, how can there be such a young and handsome father?

"Sir, why don't you squeeze together tonight?" In order not to lose the pair of guests, the counter lady smiled and explained, "Although there is a hotel at the end of the street, I don't think there are many vacancies."

Yan Jing didn't care about this proposal. He looked at Getze beside him: "Mario, what do you think?"

"Hmm..." Gotze yawned, looking rather sleepy. He rubbed his eyes and nodded, "That's it, I have no objection, boss."

Now that Gotze agreed, Yan Jing began to check in for two days and three nights.

As soon as he entered the room, Gotze took off his shoes and immediately fell on the soft bed in a "big" shape, closing his eyes and looking tired to death.

"Hey, Mario." Yan Jing looked at his watch. It was only past eight o'clock in the evening. He didn't quite understand why Gotze was sleepy right now. "Take a shower before going to bed?"

Gotze, who was entangled by the sleepy god, got up from the bed with difficulty, pouting his lips in response, and immediately began to pick up his clothes.

Yan Jing turned around and turned on the TV. When he looked back, Gotze was only wearing a pair of boxer briefs. The average nighttime temperature in London in December was only 12 or 4 degrees, and the air conditioner in the room had not yet turned on. It took full effect, which made Getze, who was mostly naked, tremble.

This is sleepy and silly, right?Yan Jing watched helplessly as Gotze rushed into the bathroom, waited for the sound of water from the shower head to pick up the remote control panel and randomly changed channels to see if there was any special program.

Gotze washed quickly and came out of the bathroom in less than 10 minutes. At this time, the heating had covered the entire room, which made him sigh comfortably with only a bath towel on.

Seeing that the other party had rolled onto the bed again, Yan Jing stood up and unbuttoned the clothes on his chest.

Getze, who wiped his body and slipped into the quilt immediately, exposed his eyes and stared intently at Yan Jing, who had his back turned to him, throwing the clothes one by one on the bed, with his back out, swallowing unconsciously, Immediately, he fell into an inexplicable discomfort.

The boss has a really good figure... There doesn't seem to be any fat around the waist, and he's not as thin as a telephone pole like Marco.Comparing himself again, Gotze began to think about how he could lose the pile of soft flesh pinched around his waist and abdomen as quickly as possible.

After thinking about it to no avail, Gotze decided to give up this meaningless consideration. He closed his eyes and prepared to have a good sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway.

The Premier League game between Middlesbrough and Southampton was playing on TV, and the British fans cheered enthusiastically. Gotze turned over unaccustomed to it. He remembered that he usually needs his mother to give him a goodnight kiss before he can fall asleep at ease. , but now my mother is far away in Dortmund.

Gotze, who suddenly couldn't sleep, had to watch the game, but compared with other leagues and the Premier League, it was more about direct physical confrontation than technical flow. The referee on duty kept blowing his whistle to warn the players, which made the game smooth and enjoyable. Sex is greatly reduced.

Gotze tried to put himself into a certain person on the court and think about how to handle the ball from his own perspective, but this level of physical confrontation still made him feel very empty-maybe he couldn't dribble the ball at all drop them?Isn't it just a kick, these guys look like they are wrestling.

The sound of water coming from the bathroom stopped abruptly, and Gotze turned his head abruptly to stare at the door of the bathroom, only to see Yan Jing's half-naked and wet upper body coming out of it.

Yan Jing, who had just come out of the bathroom, immediately noticed that Youdao's eyes were glued to his body. When he raised his head, his opponent Ge Ce stared straight at his eyes: "Mario, didn't you feel sleepy just now?"

"Usually, my mother would give me a goodnight kiss." Getze kept his eyes on Yan Jing and raised his chin slightly, looking confident, "But I didn't have one today, so I couldn't sleep."

"Oh my God, goodnight kiss?" Yan Jing strode to the bedside, "Mario, I really doubt how old you are now, or do you have a serious Oedipus complex?"

Gotze himself couldn't help laughing out loud: "...Who is Oedipus?! Boss, your imagination is quite rich."

"In that case..."

Yan Jing lowered his head and pressed his face to Götze. The flickering gaze in the other party's eyes made him observe with great interest for a while, and he quickly pressed his lips on the other party's cold forehead before watching him explode, and printed a soft Kiss, and immediately exhale hot breath in the ear.

"I'll give you a good night kiss, is that all right?"

Originally, he planned to push Yan Jing away who was embarrassed by him, but unexpectedly, the other party immediately gave him a good night kiss.Gotze suddenly discovered that the good night kiss can also be different, different from the kiss his mother gave him that could make him sleep peacefully, but the kiss given to him by the boss made his heart beat faster, his face became hot, Yan Jing's breath made his ears red.

Yan Jing didn't intend to go to bed so early like Gotze, thinking that everything would be OK after kissing him good night, he got up to watch the football game on TV, and had no intention of putting on his clothes.

Realizing that his reaction just now was like that of a young girl in love, Getze turned his back on Yan Jing, and fell into inexplicable shame and anger on his own.

Damn boss, how can I sleep with this? !Not sleepy at all now, okay? !

However, when Yan Jing turned around after watching the game, Gotze was still asleep, and he was still muttering a bunch of dreams that Yan Jing could not understand.

Turning off the TV, Yan Jing also climbed onto the bed, and stretched the corner of the quilt for Getze to completely cover his exposed arms. When he looked at the other party's chubby face, he habitually pinched it with his hands, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. inspector's smile.

"Good night, Mario."

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On the second day, Yan Jing took Gotze around various famous tourist attractions in London. In the morning, he went to Whittington Park, which he failed to visit last night. St. Paul's Cathedral at the corner of Chinge Street.

The gorgeous Baroque architectural style of St. Paul's Cathedral was an eye-opener for both of them. The soaring dome more than [-] meters above the ground seemed to go straight into the sky, and the walls were painted with exquisite heavy-color paintings, a picture of Jesus, the Virgin and the apostles. The huge murals set against the translucent stained mosaic glass windows and the huge spiral staircase in the distance make the whole church look resplendent and luxurious.

"The wedding ceremony of Princess Diana and Prince Charles was held here." Yan Jing explained to the fascinated Gotze, "At that time, the streets of London were crowded with people who wanted to see the princess, and the scene was spectacular This is indeed a good place to hold a wedding, how about Mario, would you choose to get married here if given the chance?"

Gotze was taken aback after hearing Yan Jing's words, married?He had never thought about these things before, so he began to seriously think about the major events in his future life.

"Well... Actually, I'm not very interested in this kind of lively wedding. It's so beautiful here, I don't know where to put my eyes. It would be bad if it makes the girl angry... So, I hope A simple chapel wedding, preferably just me and her besides the priest."

Getze's answer and explanation made Yan Jing laugh for a long time, until he cast a dissatisfied look at him, and then he restrained himself, and said that he actually thought the same as him.

This made Getze curious about Yan Jing's love life: "Boss, when do you plan to get married?"

"Married?" Yan Jing shrugged, "Mario, I don't even have a girlfriend now, how can I get married?"

"Why don't you find one? Well, according to your conditions, the boss, you shouldn't have to worry about finding one, right?"

"But I don't really want to look for it now." Yan Jing is now in the rising period of his career, and he has no great interest in women who have devoted all his attention to football. "You have to know, although women look cute and Gentle, but at least for me, sometimes it gets in the way of my work - like when you're going to watch a night of game replays, I think they're not going to watch with you, they're more than happy to pester you to do goodbye Well, of course, for men, it's not necessarily a bad thing in a sense."

"Also, now I can spend the rest of my time with you and Marco after working in the first team, but if I have a girlfriend I think I will have to say bye to you, you can't neglect your girlfriend can't you ?"

Sex education in European countries is well done. Gotze immediately understood the meaning of Yan Jing's words, coughed twice and asked subconsciously: "So the boss is planning to snub me?!"

After saying this, Gotze immediately realized that there was something wrong with it, so he immediately changed his words: "I mean, since finding a girlfriend is so troublesome, and it will also affect the time you give me to practice, boss, then don't look for it." alright!"

Yan Jing chuckled a few times, which was an unclear response, and then pulled Gotze to turn around and leave the church: "Let's go, let's go to dinner first, and then go to the London Eye."

After Yan Jing and Gotze had dinner, the dusky sunset had sunk into the river. When they arrived at the London Eye beside the Thames, they boarded the last cockpit just before the launch, and there were only the two of them in it.

Gotze lamented that they were really lucky, because it took 30 minutes for the London Eye to make a full circle, and if they didn't catch up with them, they would have to wait for half an hour below.

As the London Eye slowly began to turn, its entire structure was illuminated with fluorescent blue light, which fell on the Thames River and blended with the orange halo sprinkled from the Bodley Building on the river, creating a beautiful scene painting.

As the waves flow, the hour hand on the Elizabeth Tower on the opposite side of the river is faintly projected on it, as if the shadow of time is chasing with the current, which makes people intoxicated.

The London Eye has lifted the cockpit of Yan Jing and Gotze to the highest point. With the sweet voice of the commentary, the height of 450 feet is enough for the two to overlook the entire London shining under the night. Gotze is excitedly sticking to the glass. I looked around, looked over there, and then suddenly sneezed.

Because of architectural design problems at the time, the London Eye was not equipped with air conditioning, and Gotze felt a little cold at such a height at night. He secretly regretted not wearing more clothes when he came out.

Yan Jing, who was sitting on the side, heard Gotze's sneeze, turned his head and saw that the other person was feeling cold, so he took off his coat and walked over to put it on Gotze without saying a word, winking at him: "Oh , I don’t want to be surrounded by a little fat man with a cold when I go back, and I won’t be able to explain to Mrs. Gotze who trusts me.”

"Thank you..." Yan Jing's coat was still warm, which made him feel a lot better. After Ge Ce subconsciously thanked him, he suddenly found out that Yan Jing called him "little fat man", and he immediately exploded. "Wait, boss, what did you just call me?!"

"Oh..." Yan Jing began to pretend not to know about the fact that he accidentally called out this title just now, "I didn't say anything."

"Bah! I heard it clearly, you called me 'Little Fatty'! I'm not fat at all!"

"Mario, trust me, you must have heard wrong."

"Impossible! My hearing has always been very good!"

"Well, actually, I really didn't hear Marco call you that. I thought of this name completely."

"...Marco, that damn guy! I'll have to settle accounts with him when I go back!"

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After playing around all day, Gotze and Yan Jing fell asleep quickly after returning to the hotel. The next night, they entered the Emirates Stadium half an hour earlier and found their seats, just above the visiting team's bench.

Arsenal miraculously scored at 1 minute and 10 seconds into the game.

Arsenal made a long pass from the midfielder and Henry pushed the ball to the right. Pires attracted the defense of two defenders and then quickly returned the ball to Henry on the edge of the penalty area. Henry stopped the ball in the chest and then turned around and volleyed. After a wonderful arc, he hung directly into the dead corner of Chelsea's goal and turned the score into 1:0.

The Emirates Stadium immediately boiled, and the camera was directly aimed at Chelsea boss Abrahimovic in the stands, but Abramovich and his wife looked calm and relaxed, obviously confident in Chelsea led by Mourinho Absolutely-he also has this capital. Chelsea, which is still undefeated, is now sitting firmly at the top of the standings. The spirit of the Blues team under the tinker Ranieri last season is completely different.

In the 17th minute of the game, Ruben took a corner kick for Chelsea on the left. Terry shook his head and went straight into the net. Chelsea tied the score at 1:1.

However, Henry soon overtook the score for Arsenal again. Tens of thousands of fans in the stadium chanted the name of their hero. Yan Jing glanced at Mourinho who was standing on the sidelines, still not too serious Duo's expression was just loudly encouraging the Chelsea players on the field.

The score remained unchanged before the end of halftime. After the players returned to the locker room, the director began to keep taking pictures of the fans in the stands. Unfortunately, Yan Jing happened to be photographed by the cameraman.

"Wow, Dortmund's assistant coach appeared in the stands!" The commentator on the scene was very impressed by the "Oriental Wizard", "We didn't get any news about this before, he came to inspect Chelsea or Arsenal A player on the team?"

Please, inspect the yarn?Even if we fancy it, we have no money to buy it!Yan Jing complained in his heart. Based on his past experience, he knew that there must be a bunch of innocent reporters making some transfer rumors.

But after the narrator said this, Yan Jing found that the fans around him began to pay attention to him, and even a few bolder ones came up directly to ask him who he wanted to buy. Yan Jing explained that he was just visiting London and dropped by It was only after watching the game that the fans dispersed with suspicion.

Less than 30 seconds into the second half, Chelsea's first shot had a miraculous effect.

Lampard took a free kick from the left side of the front court, and Gallas knocked the ball back to the center. Gudjohnsen, who wasted many opportunities in the first half, slammed the header back under the close defense of the back position. After flying through a weird arc, it accidentally turned into the upper left corner of the goal, the score became 2:2, and the two sides returned to the same starting line again.

After that, both sides failed to seize the opportunity to make another victory, and the score of 2:2 was maintained until the end.

As soon as the game was over, Yan Jing immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Boas on the bench.

-Hey Andre, you guys are playing well, I saw you laughing from here when Terry scored, and by the way, the Emirates Stadium is really lively.

Boas took out the vibrating mobile phone in his pocket, saw the text message from Yan Jing, looked up towards the stands, and easily found Yan Jing among a group of British fans leaving the stadium.

He looked at Yan Jing and smiled at himself, then buried himself in the text messages.

——Yan, you came to London to watch the Chelsea game and didn't tell me?

After receiving the reply, Yan Jing remembered that he had someone on Chelsea's side this time, and why did he still buy scalpers? !

—Damn it, I forgot!Oh, why didn't you remind me earlier so I could save five hundred pounds for two tickets.

Boas expressed his delight at Yan Jing being cheated.

—five hundred pounds?You must have been cheated. In your position, they sell local fans up to [-] pounds.

——…Although you didn’t win the game, since you’re all in London, shouldn’t you treat us to a meal as a landlord?

Boas looked up again and saw Gotze sitting next to Yan Jing.

—Okay, I'll talk to Jose later.Oh, you brought that kid with you again.Didn't I say, last time I was in Gelsenkirchen, I thought you would bring your girlfriend, but you brought two kiddos, and you brought kiddos on this vacation trip?

Yan Jing was surprised that Boas was still thinking about this matter.

——I don't have a girlfriend, so of course I can't bring it along.As for Mario, traveling alone is worse than two, isn't it?

Gotze watched Yan Jing keep tapping on his cell phone and didn't intend to leave the venue, so he tugged Yan Jing's arm: "Hey, boss, are we still leaving?"

"Huh? Let's not leave for now. Someone will treat you to supper later." Yan Jing pointed to Boas, "That's the guy. He was the one who gave us the Champions League final tickets last time."

"Boss, you seem to have a good relationship with him... Well, how did you meet, have you been to Portugal before?"

"No, we met on the train to Frankfurt." Yan Jing put it into his trouser pocket after receiving a text message from Boas saying "I'll call later." "It's a coincidence, let's go outside first. Wait, then."

"Oh..." Gotze obediently followed Yan Jing and walked outside the Emirates Stadium.

It didn't take long for Boas to call Yan Jing. The two teams were in London, not far apart. Mourinho had to attend the post-match press conference. He also agreed that Boas would go first. leave.

In order to prevent being recognized by others, even though it was night, Boas still wore a pair of sunglasses. After seeing Yan Jing and Gotze, he greeted him: "Yan, long time no see."

Yan Jing also gave Boas a hug, and then patted him on the back: "Chelsea did a good job this year."

However, not far behind them, a reporter who just came out of the stadium happened to find Yan Jing, which made him stop and carefully observe the man who was hugging Yan Jing, and was surprised and pleasantly surprised to find that the other party was actually Chelsea's assistant coach Villas-Boas.

Excited, the reporter instinctively picked up the camera and took pictures of this scene, feeling very happy.

oh?What does it mean for Dortmund and Chelsea assistant managers to meet here?Could it be a secretly brewing transfer deal?Even if it wasn't, the increase in newspaper sales tomorrow would definitely be impossible, haha, God really favored me!