Hero of the Penalty Area

Chapter 75 Are You Hero Chen?

The 36-year-old Zhong Dajun is a very curious person. This may be the reason why he chose to be a reporter. At the same time, he is also a hard-core fan. This may be the reason why he finally chose to be a sports reporter...

He is full of interest in many things, and he often does this kind of things onlookers.

Maybe you found news clues?

Yes, how many pieces of big news can a reporter encounter in a lifetime? More news is hidden in the streets and alleys of the market. As a reporter, although he has to show his performance, he is still more able to go out and run the news in person. Unlike some of his colleagues, who just stayed in the office waiting for someone to make a breaking call, or copied news from other media, changed their appearances, and became their own exclusive... He still couldn't do this kind of thing, he Believe that the news comes out, not wait for it out.

Like now...

A luxurious BMW car was smashed, and a stone pile that was supposed to be placed on the side of the road as a barrier was stuck on the hood. Several couples of men and women were quarreling fiercely next to it!

What are these for?

What kind of secrets are hidden behind them?

What is the relationship between the smasher and the driver?

Please watch "Into Science"!

Uh, wrong...

Zhong Dajun shook his head, it shouldn't be this sentence.

Someone took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the smashed BMW car, but Zhong Dajun focused his attention on the first height of the audience.

The guy is tall and strong, which is really eye-catching. Zhong Dajun did not see the scene of smashing the car, but his instinct told him that it was the person in front of him that did it.

Now this person is being surrounded by several other people to discuss an explanation.

"Chen Yingxiong! You are crazy!" Meng Ran pointed to Chen Yingxiong's nose and cursed. "You are all fired, you are still crazy!" I dare not beat him, but it's okay to try to force him. Besides... he didn't believe that in front of Brother Wang, this turtle son really dared to do something.

Wang Yongjun is 1.82 meters tall and weighs 70 kilograms, so he looks pretty solid. But this is not important. The important thing is that Wang Yongjun is the core of the club. He is a person with "identity and status". Different from myself...

Wang Yongjun also recovered from the shock of the car being smashed in a blink of an eye.

He turned around and glared at Chen Yingxiong, with an angry and...grief!

A new car that hasn’t been long since I bought it! Three hundred and eighty thousand! Just like that, he was smashed by a little **** who had never heard of the name! If I swallow this tone, how will I get mixed up in the team?

"What are you doing?! You want to die..."

He pointed at Chen Yingxiong with his **** and yelled.

Chen Yingxiong grabbed the opponent's hand pointing at him, moving so fast that others couldn't react.

However, there was no such angry expression on his face, but a calm expression: "I said I didn't park the car anymore, you have to blame him." He pointed to Meng Ran.

Wang Yongjun looked at Meng Ran, yes, it was Meng Ran who told him that this kid was parking the car, and he gave him the car key... How could he have thought that he had handed his car into the hands of a demon!

But he quickly realized that Meng Ran was not the key, the key was that this kid was actually holding his hand...

"Where are you fucking, kid?" First ask if he has a background and if he has a backer... If not, I will kill your turtle son!

"I am mixed with Russia." Chen Yingxiong smiled. Is this going to call the brothers on the road?

The few people on the opposite side were stunned. They felt that they hadn't heard clearly what Chen Yingxiong was saying just now.

Wang Yongjun frowned even more, not understanding what the answer was.

Zhong Dajun was stunned by the sound of "Chen Yingxiong".

Because of this name, he is very familiar with it during this time-the mysterious character "hero·chen" whom a group of people have been pursuing for a long time, now the recognized Chinese name should be "Chen Hero"-if he is indeed Chinese.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Have you been looking for someone on the Internet for so long, and then appeared in front of you like this?

But look at his height... this height is indeed like the kind of person who can score a header...

In addition, he recognizes who is on the other side of the conflict-aren't these players from the local club? He even went to the club two days ago to do interviews and write manuscripts. That Wang Yongjun is the absolute core of the team. I interviewed him and treated myself respectfully. These years, these players also know that if you offend anyone, don’t offend reporters...

Meng Ran reacted and said to Wang Yongjun: "Brother Wang, don't **** talk nonsense with him! Tell him to pay for the car! Don't even want to leave if you don't pay!"

If you are wronged, you have a debt, no matter what, catch Chen Yingxiong and let him pay! Lose him a tortoise son! He didn't believe that Chen Yingxiong, a man who couldn't even find a job, could afford a BMW car worth hundreds of thousands!

Dried cowpea also helped the voice, jumping and saying: "You have a kind of turtle, don't run!"

Hero Chen opened his hands: "What am I running?"

"Loss the car! You turtle, can you afford it? Do you know that this car is a lot of money?" Meng Ran doesn't care about anything, even if he makes this **** go bankrupt, he must pay!

Chen Yingxiong smiled: "I take a big deal? How much is this broken car worth?" He pointed to the BMW behind him. It was indeed a "broken" car. "Report an account and I will transfer it tomorrow."

"Are you rich!" The dried cowpea jumped out again. "You can't sell this car for asshole!"

Chen Yingxiong glanced at the thin body of dried cowpea, and said, "The cash in Lao Tzu's body can be exchanged for a dollar coin, and it can bury you alive, believe it or not, dried cowpea?"

Wang Yongjun didn't bother to fight with this bastard. He sneered and stretched out his hand and said, "The mouth is so fierce, then you pay for it! A car is 400,000 yuan!"

After speaking, he sneered and looked at Chen Yingxiong. He was beaten to death and didn't believe that this seemingly ordinary kid could come up with 400,000 yuan to pay for the car. Are there many families who can immediately come up with 400,000 yuan? If you can tell, they won't show up here. There are more high-end entertainment venues waiting for them.

Chen Yingxiong looked down at Wang Yongjun’s outstretched hand: "You melon baby! Who is going out with 400,000 cash? Don’t be like the beggar, take your hand back, sign up for an account, and I will transfer the money tomorrow you!"

"If I believe you, hit the ghost!" Wang Yongjun cursed. "Tomorrow? Why don't you tell me the year! Hurry up and get the money!"

Just as they quarreled with each other, an excited voice suddenly came out: "Are you really mixed with Russia?"

Zhong Dajun stood outside the group of people. He was only 1.7 meters tall and looked up at Chen Yingxiong who was competing with others in front of him, with an expression of excitement on his face as if he was about to find a treasure.

Wang Yongjun turned his head to look at the person who interrupted suddenly, and he didn't fall out a bit-didn't you see that I was busy here! Four hundred thousand ran away and called you to pay!

In the next second, his expression changed: "Zhong... Brother Zhong?"

Meng Ran and Dried Cowpeas also recognized who this person is—Chengdu famous football reporter Zhong Dajun! He came to the club for an interview only two days ago, but he interviewed Wang Yongjun and his leader. Players who have only been promoted to the youth team of his own are obviously not qualified to accept him.

How did you meet him here?

This is an opportunity!

Zhong Dajun is a sports reporter for the Shuxi Metropolis Daily, which is the most influential newspaper in Chengdu, second only to Jinguan Express. As a newspaper of this level, they are full of style, and the reporters below are naturally superior.

If you can get to know such a big-name reporter, wouldn't your popularity soar? When Lao Tzu becomes famous, doesn't the money woman have all the BMW cars? Facing Chen Yingxiong, the tortoise son, he is more confident.

Thinking of this, Meng Ran didn't wait for Brother Wang to introduce herself, and took a step forward, and smiled flatteringly at Dajun Zhong: "Oh, isn't this Brother Zhong?"

He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the opportunity to shake hands with Zhong Dajun, to make a relationship.

"I am..." He also wanted to introduce himself so that Zhong Dajun would remember his name and this face, so that he could deal with him later.

His sudden enthusiasm shocked Wang Yongjun and turned to look at him.

He didn't expect Zhong Dajun to stare at Chen Yingxiong, and when he heard someone calling him, he turned his head and nodded at Wang Yongjun, who he knew. This was regarded as a greeting. In spite of this, Wang Yongjun was relieved-he knew the reporter's energy very well, and it was best not to offend him, otherwise his reputation would be stinking if he scolded himself in the newspaper every other time...

Having a good relationship with reporters, so that they can flatter themselves and make their careers go a bit smoother. Wang Yongjun still understands this truth.

Zhong Dajun only nodded to Wang Yongjun. As for Meng Ran next to him, he directly ignored... As for the hand extended by Meng Ran, he didn't even see it at all!

Meng Ran's hand hung in the air, like a solidified wax figure, and the flattering smile on his face solidified along with his movements... As for the introduction, he choked in his throat directly, like a fishbone. At this time, his chest was tight and frustrated, and he was almost out of breath.

He raised his head and looked at Zhong Dajun's smile and excitement when he looked up at Chen Yingxiong, as if he was looking at him just now...

Chen Yingxiong didn't know Zhong Dajun, he had no interest in the play that these people were playing in front of him.

Zhong Dajun was interrupted by those people and asked again: "Excuse me, are you really mixed with Russia?"

"So what?" Chen Yingxiong's tone was not very good, he was very impatient now. The ghost knew what this "Brother Zhong" was doing suddenly.

But Zhong Dajun doesn't care. Now he is full of thoughts to determine whether Chen Yingxiong is "hero·chen", so his second question is particularly straightforward: "Then, are you "hero·chen"?"

Chen Yingxiong was stunned when he heard the English pronunciation of this person. He didn't understand it at first. Then he realized that this person seemed to say "hero·chen". He nodded, "Yes, I am." He didn't worry about it either.

But Zhong Dajun is different!

He felt that the truth that no one knew was being unveiled little by little in front of him!

Wang Yongjun didn't understand why Zhong Dajun, who suddenly appeared, was very interested in this Chen Yingxiong.

But whether Dajun Zhong is here, I know people in the media. If you don't lose money to Laozi today, I will let Brother Zhong mess you up in the newspaper! Expose you and see what you do!

"Brother Zhong, you just came here, and you will comment..." He took Zhong Dajun and pointed to the smashed BMW.

Zhong Dajun is not interested in that BMW car, but Wang Yongjun is also the core player of the team, and the fundamental face is still to be sold. He still has to help him solve this matter...

First of all, we still have to determine the identity of Hero Chen. If the big man in front of us is really the "hero·chen" who played in Zenit, then it would be no big deal to lose a car worth 400,000 yuan.

So he turned his head and said to Chen Yingxiong: "Excuse me, do you mean playing in Russia when you mix with Russia?"

Hero Chen nodded: "That's right."

Zhong Dajun grabbed Chen Yingxiong's arm abruptly, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would run away.

His action shocked Wang Yongjun and the others and Chen Yingxiong, and Chen Yingxiong was so scared that he was about to take self-protection and legitimate defense...

None of them understand Zhong Dajun's mood at the moment-if China really has a player like the one in online legends, what does it mean for Chinese football and Chinese fans? Naturally, he, a sports reporter who has been running domestic football for a long time, knows nothing better!

Meng Ran and Wang Yongjun were beside them, but they listened to the conversation between Zhong Ge and Chen Yingxiong.

what? Where does Chen Yingxiong play in Russia?

"Playing amateur football!" Dried cowpea chuckled beside him, and the others also laughed. If Chen Yingxiong could play football in Russia, we would crawl back to the training base!

Chen Yingxiong looked back at the dried cowpea: "Don't worry, you must be better than you, dried cowpea."

The dried cowpea grinned, with a mean expression. This was said from the mouth of Chen Yingxiong, a loser who was kicked out of the team with his tail sandwiched between them. How could it be so funny?

Zhong Dajun ignored the dried cowpea, but continued to catch Chen Yingxiong: "Hello, Chen Yingxiong. I am Zhong Dajun, a sports reporter from the Shuxi Metropolis Daily. Can I take you half an hour to interview you?"

The dried cowpea stopped laughing.

He knew Zhong Dajun. Meng Ran wanted to get to know reporter Zhong Da just now. He also wanted to do the same with dry cowpea, but he didn't expect Meng Ran to take the lead.

Not only did the dried cowpea stop laughing, but even Wang Yongjun and Meng Ran were shocked.

Zhong Dajunye, a well-known football journalist across Chengdu, actually asked to interview Chen Yingxiong? ! Are you kidding me? The reporter Zhong Dajun, who usually only interviews the main players and club officials of the first team in the club, is the club who called and begged him to interview him. Players who want to be praised by him have to pack enough red envelopes for Zhong Dajun to stand. In front of them, they actually asked to interview Chen Yingxiong!

Chen Yingxiong had heard of the Shuxi Metropolis Daily, and his influence in Chengdu was indeed great, but he did not know Zhong Dajun. It's a coincidence that quarrels with people on the side of the road can attract reporters. Isn't it a coincidence?

He and Dracula looked at each other, and then made a decision.

In any case, it is always good to be interviewed by a reporter, which means he is famous. But not now.

"No problem, but I have to make another appointment. I have to go to play today." He pointed to the inside of the bar. "You can contact my agent at the exact time."

broker?

How many people around you dumbfounded again? When did Chen Yingxiong have an agent? And...Looking at Dracula coming up...Is he a **** foreign devil? ! Wang Yongjun also has an agent, and Meng Ran and Dry Cowpea have just been promoted to the first team, and there is no agent yet. Wang Yongjun also knows that in the entire national team, except for Sun Jihai and other overseas players, are all local agents and foreign businessmen? How can Chen Yingxiong afford it?

Dracula, who had been watching the show by the side, stood up and handed him his business card to Zhong Dajun. Regardless of whether Zhong Dajun could understand or not, he spoke to Zhong Dajun in his fluent and standard London accent: "Hello, I It’s Vlad Dracula, the hero’s agent, and this is my business card. There is my phone number on it, so you can contact me directly if you have anything to do. Thank you."

His English made all the people next to him listen silly--even though they couldn't understand a word, but looking at the gentleman's fan, you know that they are definitely someone with status!

Zhong Dajun was also shocked-he didn't expect Chen Yingxiong to have an agent so soon! But when you think about it carefully, they scored ten goals in the 11th round of the league, and the contracts are all signed. It is not too much to have an agent...

So he also handed his business card: "Hello, this is my business card... Then I will call you tomorrow morning?" He also tried to use English, but his English stumbled a lot, and it was thick The local accent, with a mouthful of salt and pepper flavor.

Who is more savvy, the judgement is made.

Chen Yingxiong saw Dracula put his business card away, nodded, and then turned to Wang Yongjun and others who were already dumbfounded: "Say, sign up for an account, and I will call you tomorrow."

Wang Yongjun didn't say a word, because he hadn't recovered from what he had seen with his own eyes...

Only then did Zhong Dajun remember that Wang Yongjun’s favor would still be sold...

He quickly said to Wang Yongjun who was dumbfounded: "Wang Yongjun, if you can trust me... I will leave the car to me." After that, he turned his head and smiled at Chen Yingxiong: "Well, let's go first. Playing with you, when I interview you tomorrow, the car problem will be solved together. What do you think, hero?" This name immediately became affectionate, and then look at his expression, as if he and Chen Yingxiong have already known each other. It's been a long time...

Some people desperately want to show their faces in front of the other party and get to know each other, and some people can make the other party impress him by underlining.

The gap!

Chen Yingxiong doesn't matter: "Okay, then I will wait for your call tomorrow, Mr. Reporter."

After speaking, he and Dracula turned and walked towards the bar door.

Those who came out of the bar to watch the excitement all consciously stepped aside and watched the two people walk into the bar door.

Meng Ran looked at Chen Yingxiong's swaggering back, and snorted, "Why do you play amateur football in Russia?" He was still upset that Chen Yingxiong and Zhong Dajun had ignored him just now.

When Zhong Dajun heard these words, he turned his head to look at Meng Ran who was talking. This was the first time he looked at Meng Ran straight tonight.

"You Guawazi knows what a fart!" He cursed at Meng Ran with his head and face. In front of these people, he regained his reputation as a big-name reporter. "If you can score ten goals in the eleventh round of the Russian Premier League, you can also pull!"

Meng Ran still doesn’t know what level the Russian Super League is, but Wang Yongjun, who has seen more than him in the world, is stunned. He still knows a little bit about the Russian Super League, which is Russia’s top league and is currently ranked in Europe. Sixth, second only to the traditional five leagues!

What is the concept of nearly ten goals in eleven rounds in such a league? He is also an offensive player himself, and he knows exactly what this statistic means.

"He? He's in Russia..." He pointed to Chen Yingxiong's back and said suspiciously.

Zhong Dajun nodded: "He is the main center of the Russian Super League St. Petersburg!"

Meng Ran and dried cowpea were completely stupid. The hero Chen I know should be a mediocre idiot who can only play in the youth team before the game because of his business ghost dad. How could he be an assistant center in the strong team of the Russian League? Does he have that ability?

Just when Meng Ran and the dried cowpea lowered their heads and were puzzled, Zhong Dajun turned their heads and said to Wang Yongjun: "Don't doubt that he can't afford to lose money, people can really afford it... "

Meng Ran didn't know what to say. What he saw tonight was beyond his comprehension. First, the **** picked up the stone stake and smashed his new car, and then the reporter Zhong Da, who he had to deal with carefully, even took the initiative to look for Chen Yingxiong to interview... You know, in the team, it’s all clubs. People, give a red envelope, they are willing to come... Then the **** actually played in the Russian Super League and scored ten goals in eleven rounds! This efficiency is really amazing...

"How can he afford to pay?" the dried cowpea couldn't help asking. How could this hero Chen also be able to do it? Is he still the hero Chen that he knows? !

"Do you know how much he makes a week?" Zhong Dajun asked several people in front of him.

"Uh..." Dry cowpea couldn't answer. Who knows Chen Yingxiong's income... He always thought that Chen Yingxiong was kicked out of the club and he could only work everywhere.

Zhong Dajun stretched out four fingers.

"Four hundred?" said dried cowpea.

Zhong Dajun shook his head.

"four thousand?"

Zhong Dajun shook his head again.

"Difficult... Is it possible that it can still be 40,000?" The dried cowpea was shocked by the number he had said. This is absolutely impossible!

Zhong Dajun nodded: "Euro. Forty thousand euros, four hundred thousand yuan."

Although Zenit did not officially announce this number, he still knew this number from the Russian media when he collected information on Chen Yingxiong. He was taken aback at the time.

One hundred thousand on a Thursday, one hundred and six hundred thousand a month, it is really not a difficult thing to pay for a BMW 5 series of three or four hundred thousand yuan...

Wang Yongjun, Meng Ran, and dried cowpea all opened their mouths and looked at Zhong Dajun dumbly with their eyes widened. If Zhong Dajun immediately smiled at this moment and said "lied to you", they would definitely take a breath.

But no.

The two female companions beside him couldn't help but exclaimed. The income of one hundred thousand renminbi on a Thursday is completely beyond the scope of the two of them can understand!

So a group of people now have to accept the fact that the "losers" who had been ridiculedly mocked by them before are indeed better than them!

He was expelled from the club because of a fight, and then went to Russia to become the absolute main force of the team... They can almost sketch out such a road map in their minds.

Wang Yongjun glared at Meng Ran fiercely, it was all this kid! If he hadn't said nonsense that the other party was parking, how could there be so many things after this?

It's a pity that Meng Ran didn't see his fierce eyes, he already bowed his head slumped.

I tried my best to drive the competitor out of the team. Is this what I got in the end?

After Chen Yingxiong left the work to Dajun Zhong, he walked into the bar with Dracula. After entering, he asked, "Why did you speak English just now? People may not understand it."

Dracula said seriously: "Don't you have to speak a foreign language to pretend to be forceful?"

Chen Yingxiong was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, he burst into laughter.

He had never laughed so heartily.

In the past, the past of the loser who was burdened with the ridicule, insult and contempt of others was completely buried in the laughter.