champion light

Chapter 158 Chinese Economic Man

The bright but hot sun shines on the white sandy beach from the blue sky. Rows of palm trees hang down their wide leaves, covering a lot of sunshine and shade for the tourists under the trees.

The breeze blows from the vast sea, pushing the white waves, one after another, rushing to the beach, leaving traces of their past on the beach, and then retreating to the sea, blending with the blue water.

January is the hottest time of the year in Brazil, right at the height of summer.But it didn't bother the crowds frolicking on the beaches of Rio de Janeiro.

No matter men, women, old or young, enjoy the coolness brought by the sea water and the healthy complexion brought by the sun on the beach.

Those women in bikinis are the most beautiful scenery on the beach.

No matter where they go, they are the most eye-catching.

With different skin colors, tall, short, fat, and thin, plump and graceful, Brazilian women are really worthy of being the people who are good at dancing samba. Every step of them seems to be dancing, twisting their sexy waist and bosom, focusing all eyes.

But they turned a blind eye to this and didn't mind it at all. They even intentionally showed what they were most proud of by pushing their chests up, and the curves of their bodies became more obvious.

The wheat-colored and bronze-colored skin reflects the coquettish light in the sun, and some bold women will take the initiative to wink at the men they see right.If the two of them are eye-catching, maybe there will be another beautiful encounter on the beach.

"This is life in Brazil!" The fat Gordo almost sank into the beach chair,
He was wearing big sunglasses that could cover half of his face, enjoying the sunshine very relaxedly.

And Rong Guang attracted the past by the beach football in the distance.

Although Gordo wanted Rong Guang to relax, Rong Guang did wander on the beach for a while at first, but in the end he was attracted by football and walked towards a beach football field full of people.

Gordo could only shake his head and smile wryly at this situation - he brought Rongguang to the tourist-filled Copacabana Beach, in fact, so that Rongguang could relax and not think about things related to football.Even looking at scantily clad bikini girls with sexy bodies.

Unexpectedly, this kid ended up falling headlong into football...

However...according to this trend, Godot is more optimistic about Rongguang's future.

Not only in Brazil, but also in Europe, he firmly believes that Rong Guang will also become the best player.

At that time, his dream of being a "famous agent" can finally become a reality.

One day, when I return to the general manager's office of the Sao Paulo club, I'm afraid it will be the general manager of Sao Paulo's turn to kneel down and lick his shoes...

The picture is so beautiful, I dare not even think about it.

Gordo was lying on the beach chair, looking at the blue sky with his eyes wearing sunglasses. It was not the blue sky and white clouds in front of him, but Lyco's humble appearance.

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At the beginning, Rong Guang really hung out on the world-famous beach of Copacabana with the mentality of "I'm not here for special training, I'm here for fun".

Surrounded by those sexy beauties, if Lucas came here, he would definitely shout "paradise on earth".

Rong Guang cares more about another thing.

I have already won the Brazilian National Championship, so how famous am I in Rio?
So he specially drilled in places with a lot of people.

Walk through the crowd, hoping someone will recognize him and ask him for an autograph.

Although too many autographs would make his wrist sore, Rong Guang still felt very refreshed.

At this time, he can truly feel that he is a celebrity...

But it's a pity that no one recognized him as he traveled all the way.

This made Rong Guang a little depressed.

On the beach, the white sand reflects the sun, making it more dazzling. Many people will wear sunglasses when they come to the beach at this time.

But Rong Guang didn't. Why didn't he bring it? It was because he wanted to make it easier for everyone to recognize him.

But he clearly miscalculated.

It must be that there are not enough people!
As Rong Guang thought about it, he suddenly heard a burst of cheers coming from the front.

He followed the reputation and found that not far in front of him, there was a place where a crowd gathered, and the voice came from there.

Those people, men, women, young and old, were all raising their arms and shouting.

This scene looked like a football field, and Rong Guang was no stranger to it.

The fans in the stands were as mesmerized as these people.

From those crowds, there seemed to be a familiar smell permeating the air, and it was blown to the tip of his nose along with the sea breeze.

He was attracted by the smell and followed the sound.

When he got closer, he realized that it was a football match—no wonder it attracted him so much.

What they are playing in front of them is beach football. Although they have not come into contact with this glory personally, they are not unfamiliar.There is no beach in Sao Paulo, but there are still artificial beaches around the lakeside park, so many people play beach football there.

Rong Guang has never eaten pork and seen pigs running, so he knows this is beach football.

Beach soccer is very popular in Brazil because Brazil has a long coastline and various beaches.

People like to use the beach as an important social and entertainment place, where leisure and entertainment are all here, and it is not surprising to bring football to the beach.

Rong Guang took a look, then backed out.

There were so many people watching the game, but no one recognized him.

This frustrates him somewhat—it seems that he is not as famous as he thinks, and he will be recognized everywhere he goes, which will cause screams.

So he sat on the beach outside the crowd, resting in a daze.

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Rong Guang ignored that this was Rio de Janeiro, so not everyone knew him.The situation would be different in Sao Paulo. It is estimated that many people would come to get Rong Guang's autograph and take photos with him.

But Rong Guang is a celebrity after all, and it is normal for people to spot him from the crowd wherever he goes.

When he was sitting and resting on the beach, a person suddenly walked in front of him.

Rong Guang didn't pay much attention to the fact that there was another person beside him at first, until the person squatted down and was at the same level as him, then he didn't notice this person.

Turning his head, he found that it was a Chinese who was looking at him carefully.

Rong Guang froze for a moment.

"Hey……"

He just spoke, but the other party rushed before him: "Are you... Rongguang?"

Rong Guang was stunned again, because the other party was speaking Chinese!He hadn't heard his mother tongue for too long, so his ears and brain didn't respond all at once.

Fortunately, this feeling disappeared quickly, after all, it is my mother tongue.Even if you don't talk or listen for a long time, you will get familiar with it soon when you hear it again.That is something deeply engraved in the genes and cannot be forgotten.

"Yes, I'm Rong Guang, are you?" Rong Guang became a little smug - he had been walking on Copacabana Beach for so long, and finally some fans recognized him!

"It's really you?" Seeing that Rong Guang confirmed his identity, the other party was a little excited, and then offered to extend his hand: "Hello, I'm Mu Yu."

So the two people just finished a handshake on the beach.

But soon Rong Guang stood up: "For a group photo, it's better to stand up and look better."

Hearing his words, Mu Yu suddenly realized that Rong Guang had misunderstood him as a groupie, so he laughed.

"Uh, I'm actually an agent." He quickly explained.

Rong Guang's expression froze - damn, you're being passionate!

However, his ability to adjust is fast enough, and he laughed immediately: "Ah! Manager! Ha! Hello, manager! Are you Chinese?"

Immediately changed the subject.

Mu Yu said: "I am Chinese in a broad sense."

"What broad sense?" Rong Guang didn't understand.

"I'm not a Chinese citizen, I'm not a Chinese citizen. But you see, I have black hair, yellow skin and black eyes, I speak Chinese, eat Chinese food, drink Chinese tea...except for my nationality, I'm no different from you, so I'm also Chinese." Mu Yu spread his hands and explained.

"Oh, the overseas Chinese in Brazil?" Rong Guang expressed his understanding.

"Yes." Mu Yu nodded. "I just came back from China, and every year I often go back and forth between China and Brazil. Just after returning to Brazil, I heard that there is a Chinese talent in Brazilian football. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really good luck."

"Haha, good luck indeed." Rong Guang didn't know how to proceed. He was not very interested in this fellow overseas Chinese who was not his fan.

Mu Yu obviously noticed it too, so he bypassed those pleasantries, and cut straight to the point: "That's right, I'm an agent, a football agent, and I often go back and forth between Brazil and China. I bring Brazilian players to China, and then I bring Chinese players to Brazil—well, I really hope so, but so far I haven't succeeded in bringing a single Chinese player to Brazil..." Mu Yu laughed at himself.

But Rong Guang didn’t respond and didn’t laugh, so he was a little embarrassed. He quickly adjusted his emotions and continued: “After I came back, I checked your information and found that you came to Brazil in January last year. In the whole year now, you have won two championships. But when I was in China, I never heard of your name, and I didn’t even know that you were the No. [-] player in the Brazilian league. I think it’s a pity. birth?"

Rong Guang still looks confused. He has no idea about the disastrous defeat of the Chinese team in the World Cup and the feelings of the Chinese fans, because he has never watched a World Cup, and he lacks sufficient understanding of the status of the World Cup.

Mu Yu found that Rong Guang's eyes became more and more dull, and realized that his provocative words had no effect at all.

This surprised him. Is this guy Chinese?

If he is Chinese and engaged in the football industry, what he said will touch his heart no matter what?
Whether it's excitement, anger, disappointment, or excitement...you have to show some emotion, right?

Who would have thought that Rong Guang would be like not being able to understand what he was saying at all - he guessed right, Rong Guang really couldn't understand what he was saying.

For such a player, even though Mu Yu is an experienced agent, he still feels confused.

In the end he had to really cut to the chase.

"I just want to ask you, China's market is huge, but your agent has not helped you develop it at all. Have you considered changing an agent? For example... like me?"

(End of this chapter)