Chapter 210 Airport
Chapter 210 Airport
It is true that a woman's curiosity can kill a cat.
Liu Yifei, who is favored by fans, is a little entangled at this moment. Her arm is holding her chin, and her little head is tilted to the side of Zhang Yang.
The corners of his eyes noticed through the sunglasses that the girl was still staring at him. He was a little confused. He didn't know this person. Is it his fan? It doesn't look like it.
At this time, in the agent's surprised eyes, Liu Yifei coughed gently, "Oh, what time is it now?" But I didn't see the agent covering his head. I said, young lady, are you talking to me? Then you should also take off the women's watch on your wrist first.
Zhang Yang turned his head and stared at the Blancpain pink color drawing table on Liu Yifei's wrist. He smiled secretly. At this time, his bad taste came up and pointed to his sunglasses. Then shake your head.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." Liu Yifei said in a hurry, sorry in her heart, but she was a little happy. It turned out that this boy was blind, not his charm.
However, Liu Yifei's eyes were on Zhang Yang's hand, the French magazine!
How can a blind person read a magazine? Moreover, she saw the watch on Zhang Yang's wrist, all of which showed a problem. He was lying, dealing with me, and didn't want to talk to me at all!
This made Liu Yifei angry and entangled. She stared at Zhang Yang and hummed her head away, but she didn't see the smile at the corners of her mouth, otherwise she would have been more angry.
She didn't see it, but her agent saw it. The agent smiled secretly in his heart. Her boss was spoiled and thought that others were going to revolve around her, but now she ran into a nail.
Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't care about Liu Yifei's appearance, the agent was also a little surprised. She looked at Zhang Yang. He was a very sunny young man. Although he was not so handsome, he was very durable and could see that... I exercise a lot and have a good figure.
Zhang Yang looked at the girl and saw that the other party snorted angrily. He also smiled secretly, but he felt bored when he thought about it. At this time, the shadow of Xia Yu appeared in his heart, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Liu Yifei looked at the smile at the corners of her mouth.
This made Liu Yifei even more angry. He thought that Zhang Yang was deliberately angry with her. She kept staring at Zhang Yang, and her little mouth kept muttering in a low voice. It's like a female magician who is going to perform magic is chanting spells.
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When Zhang Yang's Emirates flight arrived in Shanghai, it was already in the afternoon. Looking out on the plane, the blue sky and white clouds here seemed to be no different from those abroad. However, Zhang Yang was still slightly excited. People who have been wandering abroad for a long time can't understand this excitement. Feeling.
Pudong Airport, because Zhang Yang's flight information has been known for a long time, many media have been waiting at the airport in advance. About dozens of media have come, which is not a big part. Zhang Yang is just a 20-year-old young man. Of course, if this 20-year-old young man adds the label of 'French League Golden Boots', the meaning will be different.
in 11. 7 After the farce between the Chinese national football team and the Hong Kong men's football team, the national football team finally missed the Asian quarter-finals of the 2006 World Cup in Germany, which led to the plummeting popularity of domestic football, and the image of Chinese football in China also fell to the bottom.
This year is another World Cup year, but Chinese fans can only watch other teams fighting on TV again. I feel depressed, so Zhang Yang's excellent performance in Marseille has also become a little comfort for disappointed Chinese fans.
In addition, the national football team had a warm-up match with the French team on June 7. Many Chinese fans are looking forward to seeing the confrontation between Zhang Yang and Ribery, the Marseille twins, in the national team. However, Zhang Yang was not on the national football list, and the Chinese Football Association once again said righteously that it is impossible for Zhang Yang to come out of this kind of 'harm'. Now the national team.
This also caused another uproar in the national media.
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Zhang Yang's flight arrived after 3:00 p.m. Many reporters waited at the airport in the morning just to occupy a good position. Of course, media like CCTV will definitely have a better interview position and have privileges. Other small and medium-sized local media, only I can't help but envy him. That's the big brother.
When Zhang Yang just got off the plane and entered the passenger passage, he saw at least hundreds of people in front of him. Some of them were wearing the No. 27 jerseys of Marseille, and some simply wore the jerseys of other clubs, such as Real Madrid, Inter Milan, etc. However, what brought them together was that he The banner of 'Welcome to return to China' held in our hands.
When Zhang Yang saw the banner, he also wanted to laugh, which was similar to what the Olympic champion he saw on TV when he was a child when he returned to China.
Then he was a little moved.
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And, at this time, coincidentally, Liu Yifei and her agent happened to walk behind Zhang Yang. When she saw that the airport was so lively, Liu Yifei frowned cutely and asked the agent, "Mom, have you informed the media that we have returned to China in a few days?" It turned out that another identity of the agent was her mother.
The latter looked up and saw those long guns and cannons, as well as the phalanx of hundreds of people. He shook his head in surprise, "No, our flight information may have been found by these media and fans. Xixi, do you want to mend your makeup?
"Well, Mom, don't you have confidence in your daughter?" Liu Yifei said annoyanly. Looking at so many people over there, she really thought that her fans had come to pick them up. This made her happy, and the 'small setback' she suffered in Zhang Yang was found here. She even stared at me, and her eyes seemed to say, "Well, you didn't think I was so popular."
She waved to the group of people.
However, the group of people did not respond.
Liu Yifei saw Zhang Yang looking at her side with that kind of strange look.
She stared at him with hatred and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
She waved her hand again - the group of people still had no response.
Liu Yifei's face was stiff. Her arms did not wave again, and her little face was so anxious that she sweated.
At this time, her agent's mother also saw something. She frowned, stepped up two steps quickly, and said in her daughter's ear, "Xixi, they seem to have come to welcome the boy."
"Ah--" Liu Yifei covered her little mouth in astonishment. At this time, she saw the banner of 'Welcome to return to China'. In fact, the banner was obvious, but she preconceived that these people were coming to meet her, but she didn't notice it.
Is his name Zhang Yang?
Returning to China with praise?
What does he do?
There seem to be countless question marks hovering in the small head. Finally, all these question marks are twisted into a rope, which is called embarrassment!
I'm ashamed of that guy!
Liu Yifei realized that she had expressed her wrong feelings. At this time, she couldn't wait to find a seam to get in. Since her debut, when was she not cheered and touted by everyone, and when did she suffer such embarrassment?
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When I saw Zhang Yang walking over with sunglasses, dressed in casual clothes and pushing a suitcase, the flash flashed into a piece. The media reporters who had been waiting for a long time, and a large number of fans who spontaneously came to the airport to greet Zhang Yang immediately swarmed up.
Countless microphones stretched out. Although Zhang Yang thought that there might be fans and media waiting here, he did not expect that there would be so many people and such a big battle.
"Zhang Yang, how does it feel to win the Ligue 1 golden boots?"
"Zhang Yang, is it true that AC Milan has a fancy to you? Will you leave Marseille?
"Zhang Yang, do you have anything to say about the Chinese Football Association's punishment for you and your election to the Chinese national team this time?"
"Zhang Yang, this winter, Arsenal once asked Marseille for you. I heard that Wenger still misses you. Will they continue to fight in the summer?"
With so many microphones, it was almost handed to his mouth. Zhang Yang was completely overwhelmed. At first, he seriously answered two questions and signed his fans. However, with more and more media and fans around, he finally couldn't stand it. At this time, Zhang Yang kind of understanding why some stars came out. There will be a bodyguard. There are too many people. It's almost difficult for him to walk. It's nothing. He's worried about so many people. In case it causes a stampede, it's a bad thing. I was happy to go home. If something happened to me, it would be a bad thing.
There was temporary chaos in the lobby of Pudong Airport, and the airport was completely unprepared for it. They did not receive any notice that some big stars were coming here, so they did not give early warning.
What's worse is that some unrelated passengers saw the crowd gathering here, as if some big stars were coming. They guessed and subconsciously gathered here.
"What's wrong over there?"
"I don't know. It seems that some big star is coming."
"Who is it?"
"I heard that it is Zhang Xueyou."
"Don't listen to his nonsense. Didn't you see those people wearing jerseys?" A man pointed to several fans in Real Madrid jerseys and said, "Isn't Beckham coming?"
"It's impossible. How can Beckham come to China now? The World Cup is about to begin." A more qualified fan retorted.
While talking, a group of people came over again.
However, several people finally squeezed in, but saw a young man surrounded by his head...
"Yes - is it Zhang Yang?" The senior fan shouted in surprise when he saw who it was. I'm very excited on my face.
"Zhang Yang? Who is that?"
"A Chinese player, who plays in Marseille, is very good." The senior fan said excitedly.
"Chinese players? Ha, are there any Chinese players? Can they play football?" As soon as several people heard that he was a Chinese player, they suddenly became uninterested and walked away with a few sarcastic words.
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The airport security guard finally came over. There was such a large-scale gathering here, and they were also nervous.
Although the airport security guard came to help Zhang Yang open the way, there were too many helpless people. Fans said that Zhang Yang shouted that he had just got off the plane and was in a hurry to go home. Everyone also understood, and the reporters were not so easy to talk. Many of these reporters interviewed Zhang Yang for the first time, and it was difficult for them to be organic. I will go to France to interview Zhang Yang, so I can't let go of this opportunity. I have to ask a few questions, so the scene is still chaotic.
Several security guards protected Zhang Yang in the middle, as if ancient soldiers used themselves as human shields to protect the general, slowly pushing forward, or being pushed forward by the crowd.
A security guard is obviously also a fan. He desperately blocked the crowd and shouted to Zhang Yang, "Go quickly, go quickly." Unfortunately, I couldn't get your signature today.
Zhang Yang was suddenly moved to a mess. He felt that this was making a movie. He was the general besieged by the enemy and was in danger. At this time, a fierce general was killed in the chaotic army and shouted, "Lord, I'm here. Go quickly!"
At this time, the hat in the hand of another security guard was squeezed out. He was about to bend down to pick it up, but he was trampled under his feet and cursed angrily.
Zhang Yang was also sweating anxiously. He could only persevere and move forward like a snail under the escort of security personnel. At this time, some no. Ming. Really. The crowd crowded over. Some of them shouted Ronaldo's name, some shouted Beckham's name, and some even shouted the names of Jacky Cheung and Andy Lau. Zhang Yang couldn't laugh or cry in his ears.
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At this time, Zhang Yang's mobile phone rang, and he finally took out his mobile phone and connected it.
It's from Liu Meng. This guy came to Shanghai to buy goods. Knowing that Zhang Yang would come back in the next few days, he simply stayed for a few more days and waited to pick him up. Zhang Yang is naturally very happy. What makes him happier than his brother's pick-up at the airport?
"Hey, hey, Mengzi? I can't hear you clearly. It's too noisy. There are a lot of people here. Where are you? Speak louder, I can't hear you." Zhang Yang shouted at his mobile phone.
Liu Meng also had a big head on the other end of the phone. He heard the noise from his mobile phone. He could imagine how lively the other end of the phone was. He could only shout at the other end of the phone, "Exit 1, I'll wait for you there." I don't know if Zhang Yang on the other end of the phone heard it.
Then, he said to the taxi driver, "Master, drive directly to the exit of Exit 1."
At this time, the taxi driver was also stunned, "Young man, you said you were here to pick up, but I don't believe it. Now I have a little faith."
"Of course it's true." Liu Meng said proudly and impatiently, "Master, please hurry up. That guy is in a hurry."
"No problem." The master said as he started the car, "Haha, I've never seen a big star pick up a taxi."
"For me, Yangzi is not a big star, it's my brother." Liu Meng said proudly. He saw the master give a thumbs up, and his heart was sweeter than drinking honey.
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When Liu Meng's taxi had just driven over, he happened to see the sweaty publicity on his face and squeezed out of the crowd with the help of security guards.
"Hi, here." Liu Meng opened the window and waved his hand.
Of course, Zhang Yang saw it. At this time, he gave full play to the real level of the athlete. He carried the suitcase and ran over quickly. Liu Meng had opened the door, quickly helped him put his luggage in the trunk, and then got into the co-pilot position. Zhang Yang also got into the car, and the master almost just closed the door. Start the car immediately. The cooperation of the three people is simply amazing.
The reporters watched Zhang Yang get into a taxi specially to pick him up and leave.
In a period of chagrin, there was another sigh. Let's see if he is already a Ligue 1 golden boot, or the kind that sets a Ligue 1 goal record. In Marseille, he can already be as famous as Papin. After returning to China, there was no bodyguard around him. He was alone, and he was also a friend who took a taxi to pick him up. This - think again. Think about the travel of those 'national football masters' in China, this - tut.
The reporters didn't know what to say, but in their hearts, they felt that it seemed unattainable publicity, and they were much closer to them all of a sudden.
"He is still a 20-year-old child." A reporter sighed.
"Isn't it?"
"That's not the same. It has nothing to do with age. The national team is not in their twenties. That's arrogant, tut."
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"Haha, brother, your popularity is really... Tut, don't say..." Liu Meng said twice.
"You will be less gloating." While wiping his sweat, Zhang Yang said angrily, "Why don't we change it?"
"I think so." Liu Meng said with a smile.
"Are you really flamboyant?" The taxi driver looked through the rearview mirror and asked loudly.
"Haha, why can't I be publicity?" Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's like a fake replacement." He looked at Liu Meng, meaning what was going on.
Liu Meng scratched his head with embarrassment and said, "My broken car broke down and was sent to be repaired. It was too late to rent a car, so I called. I said it was to pick up Zhang Yang. The master didn't believe it and said that there was no one who drove a taxi to pick up the big star. Say I'm bragging."
"Haha, yes, I definitely didn't believe it at the beginning. Zhang Yang, I'm your fan. Although I can't watch the game because of my work, I read the newspaper every day. I just think, you, a big star, must have a show when traveling. How can you pick up the plane?"
"Haha." Zhang Yang also smiled and said, "When I was in Marseille, I still took the subway and took a taxi when I went out. Besides, the appearance is empty. I don't need it in front of my good brothers."
The taxi driver nodded and gave a thumbs up. "There are very few young people like you. It's my honor for you to take my car today. The fare is free today. With that, the master waved his hand cheerfully.
"This won't work. It's not easy for you." Zhang Yang said quickly.
"Young man, if I say no, I won't. If you excuse me again, I'll be angry." The master said.
"I got it, no, I won't say it, isn't it?" Zhang Yang said with a smile. He made up his mind to take out his jersey in Marseille from his backpack and sign it to the master.
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PS: Two-in-one chapter. Pig's head asks for collection, red tickets, and all kinds of things.
The Internet was suddenly disconnected at home, and the phone was not connected. I don't know what's going on. I have called Telecom for repair. However, with the service attitude of telecommunications, I really don't expect it to be done well today. This is sent from the Internet cafe.
Finally, the telecommunications network is really not flattering.