The Strongest Demon Front

It didn't take long for a fat official to run away panting in panic.

Was behind him, followed by two staff members.

After some negotiation, the fat official followed the tall man with sunglasses with a smile on his face, and a group of people walked to the podium built in the field.

who is this?

Ye Hen glanced.

He didn't care.

The phone vibrated, reminding him that someone posted a reply.

"Chu Ge is not good? If not, in the primary election, Hao Haidong and Zhu Guanghu will give him 100 points?"

"The landlord spent money on watching the ball and the appraisal was completed."

Ye Jian sneered.

"At first glance, you are little kids who don't understand the national conditions. Hao Dong, they scored 100 points, obviously it was arranged by the organizing committee. You don't understand this, go back and ask your father and your mother to understand, what is Crisis PR."

"As long as China Football persists, there is hope?"

"I tell you, our Huaxia players are playing such a bad ball with such a high value. Look at the figure of players from other countries, and then look at them. It ’s really speechless = _ =, what kind of football league does Huaxia want to disband? Come on, the province is embarrassing. Black whistle fake ball fights, no professional skills, eating, drinking, and gambling proficient. Seeing Chinese people playing football, I want to vomit! "

"Chu Ge is really a genius?"

"Just for fans of the highlights, don't be blind BB. As long as you can edit, Li Yi can be the king. If he is a genius, I will eat live!"

While he was actively brushing the forum, the microphone at the scene rang.

"? Buenastardes! (Spanish)"

Foreigners?

Ye Hen was startled, and he looked up.

A tall man, wearing a hat and a large sunglasses on his eyes, is standing on the podium.

The man said another word into the microphone.

Ye Hen seemed to hear only the two words Qidan, but the rest did not understand.

At this time, the man took a step back.

A staff member beside him stepped closer to the microphone.

"Good afternoon everyone. This is Zidane."

Finished, he took a step back.

The man stood in front of the microphone again.

Zidane?

The audience suddenly became quiet.

Many people looked at each other, more people looked at each other, staring at the rostrum and the mysterious man.

Chu Ge jumped in his heart.

He suddenly remembered the system prompt in the game.

Could it be ...

While he was vaguely guessing, the man took off his hat to reveal his shiny head, and then removed the magic mirror to reveal a pair of charming eyes.

Is really Zidane!

Everyone recognized it at a glance.

Whether it is a fan or a football practitioner, whether it is a fan who likes him or a passerby who has no feeling for him, how many people do not know Zidane in the world?

There is no confidant in the world, who knows no king in the world!

"Zidane! Zidane!"

Someone shouted Zidane's name from the stand, and many people rushed toward the stand near Zidane, trying to get closer to the idol. Many people raised their phones high, pointed the lens at Zidane, and started shooting.

Seeing people's enthusiasm, Zidane waved his hand with a smile.

"thank you all."

He says.

Under the rostrum, all the little players looked at Zidane without blinking, and their expressions were very excited.

In the eyes of almost all young players, Zidane is an emperor superstar and an idol of worship. Moreover, in the national stage, the emperor superstar will also be the mentor of the players who promoted.

"He came today, did he come to see us?"

Idol came to see me playing football!

Such thoughts came to mind, every player was very excited.

Du Changjie was particularly excited.

Zidane is his idol and his favorite star.

Zidane's elegant pace, weight-saving stopping technique, and powerful shooting skills are all objects that Du Changjie has been imitating since childhood.

Du Changjie had already thought about it. After advancing to the national competition, the mentor he chose was Zidane.

However, he never expected that Zidane would be on the scene today!

In today's match, Du Changjie played exceptionally well. He made two passes and two shots. The four goals of the Henan Zhengzhou team were all related to him.

The highest score by the judges is him.

Also won the honorary title of Central China Star, also he!

Is the idol seen?

Was he here for me today?

Du Changjie was more and more excited when he wanted to. He looked at Zidane without blinking, and his breathing was quick.

Chu Ge is also looking at Zidane.

He was thinking ...

Everyone's eyes are on Zidane. Is this the star's aura?

One day, can I be like him now?

Just as Chu Ge was thinking about it, Zidane suddenly turned his head and looked at Chu Ge.

Ok?

Chu Ge froze for a moment.

Then, he saw Zidane pointing towards himself.

Zidane said a word.

Chu Ge knew that he spoke Spanish.

Not long after signing up for the sea election, Chu Ge managed to enroll in a Spanish class.

He decided that he could go to Spain, so he had to prepare in advance.

Later, when Su Qingqing knew, he specially invited a Spanish foreign teacher to teach her and Chu Ge Spanish.

More than a month of study, so Chu Ge can basically guess what Zidane said.

However, Chu Ge is a bit incredible.

He couldn't believe his ears.

He turned his attention to the translator beside Zidane.

Everyone looked at the translator.

The translator also glanced at Chu Ge, and his expression was obviously somewhat stunned. However, he quickly recovered and stepped forward, approaching the microphone sideways.

"This player, I want to take it away!"

Finished, he also pointed to Chu Ge.

Everyone's eyes turned to Chu Ge at once.

Ye Jian was shocked at the stand ~ www.readwn.com ~ He fell awake when he fell off his mobile phone, and quickly lowered his body to touch the phone.

At this time, the translator approached Zidane and asked a few words in a low voice.

Then, he went on to say: "That's the player in blue 9."

"Chu Ge."

The audience.

Quiet.

Is full.

Startled.

Not long after, the players from the Hubei Jiangcheng team reacted.

They cheered loudly, surrounded by Chu Ge and congratulated him.

Liu Guobang laughed.

He did not expect this result.

However, this result is not bad, is it?

In the stands, Pei Xiaowei, Su Qingqing and Lin Murong jumped up the first time.

Su Qingqing and Lin Murong hugged together excitedly, and Pei Xiaowei also wanted to join in, but was kicked away by two people.

Ye Hen completely froze.

He just said that China Football is not talented, and Chu Ge is nothing extraordinary.

As a result, Zidane picked Chu Ge.

He looked at the phone in his hand. The phone was just dropped and a crack appeared on the screen.

He felt that his outlook on life was also cracking.

Du Changjie's eyes widened.

The development of things is completely beyond his expectations.

Why is he?

why it's not me?

He was stunned.

He looked at Chu Ge, half envious and half jealous in his eyes.

Chu Ge also felt a little dazed.

I?

Zidane?

He stared blankly at Zidane.

Zidane also looked at Chu Ge.

Smiled and nodded.

No one except me can bully him.

Qi Xuanzong thought.