Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 380
"Welcome to China! Blue till we die! Chinese Chelsea fans welcome you! A lifetime of blue!"

"Pride of London! Lights of London!"

"Grazie, Antonio! Thanks, Antonio (in Italian)!"

"CHAMPIONS! Chelsea are the champions!"

"China Chelsea Official Supporters Association

(North, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Shenzhen, Qingchengxia, Chonglan, Weiwu, Changha)”

As soon as I walked into the airport reception hall, I saw a few quite huge banners.

More than 30 Chinese Chelsea fans have long been looking forward to it.

Surrounding them is a larger reporting team and news media, busy with pre-shooting and interviewing.

Among these news media, there are official teams of CCTV and BTV.

What is ironic is that among this group of enthusiastic fans, there is someone holding a classic red and blue Barcelona jersey, which is particularly conspicuous in the blue jersey.

Conte, who was wearing casual sportswear, took the lead, and the sharpest-eyed fans immediately made a commotion:
"Sister Huti, Zaza, they're out!"

"Hush! Pay attention to your image!"

After all, it was the Capital Airport. Although the fans were excited, they still tried their best to keep their voices down. They just shook their jerseys and scarves even more.

"Antonio (Conte)! Come on in the new season!"

"Xiaofa! I love you!"

"Marcos! He's looking this way!"

"Carlo (Kudinic), I like this uncle!"

Although there were more than a dozen security personnel standing next to them, when the idols approached them, the Chelsea fans still made a noise uncontrollably, causing other pick-up personnel to turn their heads and look over.

"thanks, thanks!"

Conte shook hands with several fan representatives, signed his name on a jersey casually, and nodded his thanks slightly tiredly.

Most of the players headed by captain Cahill just waved to the fans and prepared to leave.

In the eyes of those fans who were full of expectations, they were somewhat disappointed.

Then they heard a loud voice:

"Photographer, take a photo with the fans!"

Looking at the official Chelsea photographer who opened the front cover, the eyes of all the fans lit up instantly!

Conte, who was ready to go immediately, stopped, and saw Li Polo hooking himself:

"Mr. Coach, take one together?"

The fool Kong Er had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and show a big smile:

"OKOK, I'll show you some face."

There was a burst of small cheers from the crowd.

Under the confrontation of all the long guns and short guns, more than 30 people from the Chelsea team took a passionate group photo with more than 30 fans.

Satisfied fans could finally go home, but Lee Polo was grabbed by the arm:

"Can we have a photo alone?"

The other party was a young college student with a youthful and childish face, and he looked only one or two years younger than Li Poluo.

Li Poluo smiled heartily, and answered him in Mandarin more fluent than him:

"You have to help me promote it well."

The other party was about to tremble with excitement, handed his mobile phone to the friend beside him, and handed a roll of something to the other two friends, and then stuck together with Li Polo.

There was only a "crash", and the flag behind him was fully unfolded.

After the shutter sounded, Li Poluo looked back deliberately.

I saw that on the flag, besides a domineering silhouette, there were also seven large characters written:

"Lee Polo is invincible!"

He couldn't help laughing, patted the fan on the shoulder, and said something in Spanish that he had learned in Valencia:

"Factos! (Facts)"
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After resting in the hotel for half a day, Li Polo, as the representative of the players, joined the club's publicity ambassadors Kudinic, Azpilicueta, Willian, Luiz, Pedro and Moses to participate in the afternoon fan meeting. meeting.

Group photos, autographs, close contact with the championship trophy, interactive Q&A...everything went smoothly.

The only thing that makes Li Polo a little upset is that Kudinic, an uncle who is over forty years old, even got a kiss from a beautiful fan. Instead, he is handsome and has eight-pack abs. A group of big men who cut their feet took a group photo!

Due to the long flight time, most of the players and coaches were exhausted to a certain extent. Lee Polo just spent half an hour in the hotel swimming pool before going back to his room to rest early.

His roommate is the vice-captain Azpilicueta. Although he is also a Spanish player, he does not have the DNA of Real Madrid, Barcelona or Atletico Madrid. He has played for Chelsea for five seasons since he debuted in Osasuna. Polo didn't hold any grudges at all.

At least Lee Polo doesn't have to worry, his roommate might poison him at night...
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July is the hottest time in the imperial capital. As soon as he woke up the next day, Conte canceled the daytime training plan and allowed the players to move freely, while he took people to participate in the club's business activities.

Due to Lee Polo's insistence, Abramovich canceled the cooperation with the Japanese-funded company, and then Chelsea signed a sponsorship contract with a Chinese insurance giant. The Premier League team with the highest sponsorship cost for jersey chest advertising space.

Li Poluo attended the special program of CCTV5 "World Soccer" and had an in-depth interaction with their beautiful hostess who occasionally appeared on the scene for a long time.

It's a pity that he has to go to the Bird's Nest to adapt to the venue at night and attend the press conference, so there is really no way to continue in-depth exchanges.

Other than that, everything is going great,-
July 7, the day of the game.

Li Poluo woke up early as usual, taking advantage of the fact that the sun was not strong enough, he jogged for half an hour in the park around the hotel, without being recognized.

This made him somewhat frustrated.

[I already have [-] million followers on the Internet, in such a huge imperial capital, no one recognizes me? 】

[Negative emotions from Li Bo Luo, +48! 】

Dispirited, he returned to the hotel, hurriedly finished his breakfast, and went to the meeting room, waiting for Conte to hold a meeting for everyone.

But when he entered the meeting room, he couldn't wait for the members of the coaching staff, not even the captain and deputy captain.

"Is something wrong?"

He scanned the other teammates suspiciously.

Fabregas pursed his lips and answered Brother Polo's question in a low voice:
"A kid in the youth academy posted something controversial online."

Li Poluo froze for a moment, then turned on the phone.

He found it with almost no effort:

"Chelsea's whole team visited China, but the young players in the team were suspected of publicly mocking China. Even domestic Blues fans were angry!"

"Chelsea is making money in East Asia, and the young players in the youth training are openly insulting China!"

Even the official media "People's Online Review" immediately published a comment titled "This Chelsea, we can slow down in the future":

"China does not welcome such players; China does not welcome such teams."

The Chelsea club, which was sought after by tens of thousands of people two days ago, suddenly fell into a crisis of public opinion!
Lee Polo had a vague impression of this incident.

In his memory, Kennedy issued an apology as soon as possible, and Chelsea Club also apologized to the Chinese fans and abandoned the young player for a long time.

But more netizens still don't buy it.

They think that the apology from Chelsea and the players is obviously not sincere enough. With the arrival of the Internet army, the comment area of ​​Chelsea's official media account was once paralyzed!
The slogan "Chelsea get out of China!" resounded throughout the Internet.

But... Against such a background, the commercial match between Chelsea and Arsenal at the Bird's Nest attracted a total of more than 86000 fans.

——By comparison, the match between Valencia and Bayern Munich in 2015 only sold more than 4 tickets.

After glancing at his large poster in the stands, Lee Polo, wearing the No. 1 jersey, stepped onto the field.

Standing opposite him was the red and white Arsenal.

Wenger on the sidelines also glanced at him, showing a gentle smile.

Li Poluo raised his eyebrows:

【Professor, why are you still laughing? 】

(End of this chapter)