Chapter 138 After the game

Emma. Watson looked at the boy's figure curiously. She wanted to say hello to Zhang Yang, but she was worried that it would disturb his training. So she sat in that chair like that, holding her head with her little hands to count the number of times she bumped the ball.

Emma is in puberty. She didn't expect to meet someone in this park who came to exercise earlier than herself. Looking at the boy's appearance, it seems that she has done more intense sports such as long-distance running. Now this ball is a relaxation exercise.

She was curious, and this uncontrollable curiosity made her start to pay attention to the boy.

Zhang Yang is still bumping the ball, once, twice, three times... At thirty-six times, the ball ran away.

He took back the ball and continued to turn the ball, but still just turned it over to more than 30 times and lost the ball.

"Thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, oh, it's gone again." Emma counted the numbers softly, shook her little head, and said regretfully.

Watch the boy pick up a towel and wipe the sweat on his forehead and continue his training. The boy didn't notice his existence at all and didn't know that a girl was watching.

Zhang Yang's serious appearance fascinated her. In fact, Zhang Yang is indeed a boy who attracts girls. He is not so handsome. However, his long-term insistence on exercise makes him in good shape. He is 1.83 meters tall and looks like a man. Moreover, there is a saying that when a man does things seriously, he is very charming.

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Watching Zhang Yang pick up the towel and wipe the sweat on his forehead again, while installing the football with a net pocket, Emma. Watson knew that Zhang Yang was leaving, and Emma felt that it was time to say hello. She came to Zhang Yang with a sweet smile.

Lyon is still a little cold in winter. When the breeze blows, I feel a burst of excitement. With the wind, there is also a faint smell of perfume. It is not a very strong perfume. It is very light. If it hadn't been for the good environment of the park and the breeze, it would have been difficult to attract the attention of publicity.

He held the net in his hand, looked up and saw a girl standing two meters in front of him. She was a tall, young and lively girl. Her eyes seemed to shine like a morning star, and her blonde hair casually tied a ponytail and threw it behind her. Because of sweating, the T-shirt is a little tight, and the plump chest is not faintly visible.

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"Hey, is your training over?" Emma greeted Zhang Yang. When I looked at the boy, I found that the boy was taller and more mature than he wanted, and he was looking at himself in surprise. She suddenly felt that it was too abrupt to greet a stranger like this.

Although Zhang Yang was a little surprised, he was still very happy to see the beautiful girl in front of him. After all, just after the training in the early morning, the beautiful woman accosted him. Of course, Zhang Yang was in a good mood.

"Hello, nice to meet you!" Zhang Yang wiped his sweaty hair with a towel and said, "You also get up early to exercise?"

"It's true." Emma smiled, but she was a little surprised. The person in front of her didn't seem to recognize herself, or didn't know who she was at all. Is your reputation so small in Lyon? She wrinkled her lovely nose slightly. Then the girl laughed in her heart again. Isn't she not like the life after becoming famous? Now that she meets someone who doesn't seem to know her, she should be glad that there will be no disturbance.

"Emma Watson!" Emma stretched out her hand to Zhang Yang. Seeing that Zhang Yang just shook hands with her politely and said her own name, she was not surprised in her eyes. Emma was somewhat depressed. It seemed that the boy really didn't know her name.

Zhang Yang felt that the name seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it, so he didn't bother to think about it.

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Zhang Yang looked at the time on the sports watch. It was getting late. It was time for him to go back to the hotel and take a hot bath. Then it's time to have breakfast later. After breakfast, the whole team will take a bus to the airport and return to Marseille.

So he politely said goodbye to Emma and was ready to jog back to the hotel.

Emma didn't expect that this person would be eager to leave. She suddenly wanted to chat with Zhang Yang and a boy who didn't know her identity. It was so interesting.

"Do you train here every day?" Emma. Watson asked.

Zhang Yang was stunned, but he was complacent. It seemed that the girl seemed to be very interested in herself, which greatly satisfied someone's self-esteem.

"No, I'm not from Lyon. I'm in Marseille. I'm going back to Marseille today."

"Ah--" Emma exclaimed, and then smiled shyly, "What a pity."

Zhang Yang to Emma again. Watson said goodbye. At this time, a stray cat ran over and got tired of Emma's feet. He frowned, "Do you like cats?"

"Yes, the cat is very cute."

"I don't think so." Zhang Yang shook his head, "Of course, I don't hate cats either. I'm just affected by some influence and feel a little uncomfortable."

"Impact?"

"Yes, I've seen some Japanese horror movies before, in which cats are all unlucky symbols, so--" He shrugged his shoulders, meaning, sister, you know.

Japanese horror film? I haven't seen it, but it's really ridiculous scripts and ideas. Emma said angrily.

"It's ridiculous. The nation of that island country is a ridiculous place." Zhang Yang said what he realized here and braked quickly. What's wrong with him? He actually talked to a stranger. If the girl was a reporter and reported this message, he would be in trouble.

"Well, I really need to go. It's nice to meet you." Zhang Yang said goodbye to Emma again and waved goodbye. After two steps, he turned his head and asked, "Have I seen you before? Why do I think your name is so familiar?

"Don't you think this method of picking up girls is very old-fashioned?" Emma was suddenly happy. It turned out that he had heard of his name, but he said with a smile.

"Haha, I must have misremembered that." Zhang Yang laughed and walked straight away, raising his arm. "Beautiful girl, goodbye, remember, my name is Zhang Yang. You will definitely remember the name."

"Arrogant guy." Emma. Watson looked at the boy's fading back and pouted and said, but he was a little distracted when he looked at the direction of his back.

A 16-year-old girl, who is in love, is easy to be curious. They believe in beautiful love and a lot of things.

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I met a very eye-catching beauty early in the morning, and the little girl seemed to be very interesting to herself, which made Zhang Yang in a good mood.

He hummed in his mouth, 'Beautiful girl, this may be a misunderstanding. We are just passers-by. Please forget me. It's not your fault to fall in love with me...'

As soon as he got to the door of the hotel, he was surrounded by Zhang Yang. Seeing so many reporters, he was a little dumbfounded. There was no one at the door just now. God knows where these reporters were hiding just now. Can these reporters do ninjutsu?

"Zhang Yang, can you tell me about the red card you got yesterday?"

"As a player who was sent off for taking off his clothes to celebrate the continuous yellow card..."

"Zhang, do you have anything to say about your beating Abidar?"

"Bullshit, who beat him?" Zhang Yang did not intend to open his mouth, but the question asked by this reporter was too painful. He was angry and asked directly.

Seeing Zhang Yang open his mouth, the reporters were happy. What they were most afraid of was Zhang Yang's silence. As long as the boy opened his mouth, they had a hundred ways to anger Zhang Yang and take out the words they needed from Zhang Yang's mouth.

The reporters were excited. They waited here for most of the night. Isn't it just for this time?

However, their attempt did not succeed. Hiltney, the assistant coach of Marseilles who got up in the morning to check the room, did not see Zhang Yang in the room. He was looking for him. From afar, he saw that Zhang Yang was blocked at the door of the hotel by reporters and rushed up quickly.

As he ran over, he was still shouting, "Zhang, don't talk."

That posture is like a loyal old general of three generations, riding a sweaty BMW, holding a long gun, and killing into the enemy camp, shouting 'Don't be afraid, a major general, come to rescue the young master.

In this way, when Zhang Yang, a young man, was about to be enraged by the reporters, Hiltney rescued him from the encirclement of reporters.

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The two of them wiped the sweat on their foreheads together.

"Where have you been?" Hiltney asked angrily.

"I went to the park for training." Zhang Yang said honestly that he was also afraid for a while. He was surrounded by reporters just now, and he was almost deceived by anger.

Hearing Zhang Yang say this reason, Hiltney's complaints and anger just now suddenly disappeared. There is such a hard-working player. As a coach, what can you say to him?!

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yang looked back at the crowd of reporters who were still swarming, and asked with lingering shivers.

"What's wrong? It's not a good thing you did." Hiltney's anger just went down. Hearing the boy ask, he said angrily.

In fact, Zhang Yang didn't know that what happened in the away game between Marseille and Lyon yesterday became lively as soon as the game was over, and even the night was lively without waiting for the next day.

The whole Ligue 1 is in trouble. I've seen a player with personality. I've seen players fight. I've never seen such a powerful one. That over-the-shoulder fall is so handsome! This makes countless French people who have not really seen Chinese kung fu suddenly learn more. It turns out that it's really so awesome.

Everyone is waiting to watch the show to see how the senior management of Ligue 1 deal with this 'brawl' incident.

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PS: Ask for red tickets. I don't know why it seems that hundreds of red tickets have been deducted by the system for comfort.