I am Chuqiu Wang

Chapter 57 The Battle of the Stade de France

When Chu Hongyu went to France to meet Lao Wang, she immediately realized that she had been cheated.

For Wang Jianjun's signing of a contract in France, the Metz Club couldn't even afford to arrange a meal, let alone invite his family to fly from China to France to watch the final.

That's what Mace does, when the cock isn't plucking!
"Turtle son..."

Seeing Wang Xie approaching from a distance, Chu Hongyu was about to start scolding, but when she found that there was someone behind Wang Xie, she forcibly held back.

This is a matter of principle, a man must give enough face when he goes out, even though Wang Jianjun has no status in the family, but when he goes out, there are five people and six people, and Chu Hongyu never interrupts if it is not necessary.

Even if Wang Xie is underage, she will not educate Wang Xie in front of outsiders.

Chu Hongyu has always sneered at the legacy left by the older generation of "teaching children before others, and teaching husbands after others".

She believes that children have thinner skins than adults, and preaching in front of others will easily hurt the child's self-esteem and may arouse the child's rebellious psychology, so she never educates Wang Xi in front of outsiders.

Seeing that the old lady was deflated, Wang Hao thought it was right to bring Pjanic here, otherwise today's scolding would definitely not escape.

"Oh, mother, my dear mother, look how thin you have become!"

Wang Huo leaned forward with a "distressed" face: "Let's go, hurry up and find a place to eat for you to make up for."

"This kid doesn't even blink when he lies."

Wang Jianjun didn't look sideways, but he couldn't help but glance at his wife's increasingly bloated waist from the corner of his eye.

Chu Hongyu was not so easy to be fooled, and asked lukewarmly: "Let me introduce your friend first."

"This is Mira, Miralem Pjanic, who has been my roommate since I arrived at Metz, and now we are both in the first team..."

Before he could finish speaking, Pjanic rushed up, scaring Wang Xie.

The second guy bent over at [-] degrees and immediately said, "Thunder Monkey, lie down on Miralem..."

Ever since he heard that Wang Ji's mother was coming to France, Pjanic began to think carefully.

Usually, by watching Wang Hao's performance, he knew that his mother's family status was very high. If he could really find someone to support him, he would be able to sue him when he was oppressed by Wang Hao in the future, wouldn't he?

Where there is oppression, there is resistance!

Desire is the driving force behind human progress, and the desire to survive is also a kind of desire!
In order to find a backer, Pjanic relied on search engines and Jack Chen's movies to learn a simple self-introduction.

"This kid speaks Cantonese?"

Chu Hongyu asked.

"probably!"

Wang Wei thought it was no wonder this guy has been watching "Rush Hour" and "Police Story" these days.

Combined with his current performance, Erhuo wants to find a place to sue.

However, he obviously went in the wrong direction. It is estimated that Pjanic's small head should not be able to understand that there are more than 80 dialects in a country, and Cantonese and Sichuan-Chongqing dialects cannot connect to the signal... Although Pjanic failed, but Wang Huo still silently wrote down a note for him in his heart.In Wang Xie's place, it has always been about the mind regardless of the deeds, as long as there is even the slightest sign, he must be punished!
"Hello, I'm Wang Ji's mother. Your name is Mira, right? This child is quite handsome."

Chu Hongyu pulled Pjanic affectionately, looked left and right, just like when classmate Wang He went to his house.

Even if Pjanic couldn't understand, she could still feel her enthusiasm, grinning and smirking all the time, and the enthusiasm between the two of them talking and making gestures made Wang Hao dumbfounded.

On the way to the restaurant, Chu Hongyu deliberately walked behind and pulled Wang Xie: "This kid called me before?"

"Ah."

Now that he was discovered, Wang Ji admitted very bachelorly.

"Okay, Wang Hao!"

Chu Hongyu suppressed her voice and said bitterly: "After arriving in France, I didn't learn anything else, but lying is a routine. This is your coach. You are really young..."

As soon as he heard the old lady's yin and yang tone, Wang Hao knew that something was wrong, and it was useless to talk more at this time, anyway, he was the one who admitted his mistake in the end.

But Wang Hao didn't want to listen to his old lady's preaching, so he walked and squatted on the side of the road with an "oops". Chu Hongyu saw Pjanic and Wang Jianjun turn around, stared at Wang Hao and immediately shut up.

"I'm fine, I just twisted it accidentally."

"How old are you, can't you be careful? If you get injured, you will miss the final." Old Wang started again.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, pay attention next time!"

Wang Hao waved his hands and stood up with a smile.

"What's the matter with that child, the top of his head is so flat that he must shave his head bald."

Chu Hongyu didn't continue to entangle, and took the initiative to change the subject, or her son would have "sprained feet", with Pjanic as an outsider, there is no chance to educate Wang Xie today.

"This is a personal hobby. What's so strange about being bald? Don't we have a lot of them?"

"The problem is that a bald head doesn't match his brain shape, and his brain shape doesn't match his face shape. What kind of aesthetics does this kid have? If he doesn't have some hair to cover the top of his head, it will be difficult to find a partner. Besides, how many good people have a big bald head?"

In the past few years, middle-length hair, decadent and uninhibited rock and roll youth fan was popular in China, and then what kind of [-]-point or pot head, Hong Kong film and Spring Festival Gala stars can always lead a wave of trends. After entering the new millennium, Beckham won the World Cup Some people also tried the hairstyles on the website, but no matter what, there are not many people with bald heads anyway.

Except for those with hair loss problems, the bald heads were basically shaved for free when they went in not long after they were released.

But Pjanic's bald head was still Wang He's fault, so he quickly whispered to his mother, "Don't stare at his head, it's a personal hobby, and it's not against the law to be bald."

"I still use you to teach? I just think this bald head is too ugly."

Chu Hongyu muttered.

During the meal, Chu Hongyu felt for the first time Wang Hao's popularity in Metz.

She went to pay the bill, but the restaurant owner refused to accept the money, pointing at Wang Huo and waving his hands repeatedly: "No money, I'm treating guests today, and tell Alai to play football well!"

After returning to the hotel, Chu Hongyu was still thinking about it, so she elbowed Wang Jianjun who was lying on the side: "Tell me, why don't people want money for dinner today?"

"What else can it be, Wang Hao is promising now!"

Wang Jianjun rubbed his arm secretly and said.

"Is there such a big face just playing football?"

Chu Hongyu usually doesn’t watch football, so of course she can’t understand fan culture. Wang Jianjun put a pillow behind his back: “You can think of the city of Metz as a country, and Wang Hao’s Metz team is the national team. There are no decent champions anymore, think about it, if our national team enters the World Cup finals, how will the players be treated?"

"So Wang Hao is now like the player in 02?"

"Heh, they're nothing. They made it to the group stage without winning a game, and didn't score a single goal..." Seeing Chu Hongyu's unfriendly eyes, Lao Wang coughed: "Anyway, Wang Xie is better than the local residents of Metz than the players in that class." Not bad, but there is no way to say this intuitively, after all, we are not good at football, his status in Metz is almost the same as that of our gymnastics prince and diving queen and other sports celebrities added together, the influence of football is much greater than those sports.”

"Hey, that's it..."

Chu Hongyu's tone was not very excited, but melancholy.

Of course she is happy that her mother's son is promising, but other people's children are still acting like a baby in their mother's arms at the age of 16, but she can't help at all, which makes Chu Hongyu feel that she is a bit of a failure as a mother.

Old Wang also felt this way. In less than half a year, Wang Xie's rapid rise was like a rocket. It wasn't long before he signed his first professional contract. The Metz team couldn't wait to change the contract for Wang Xie. No matter what position he should take to educate Wang Ji in the future, he really has nothing to show his son in front of him.

The husband and wife had nothing to say all night.

The next day, the two woke up early, although the French Cup final didn't start until after 8:[-] pm.

"Let's take the train to Paris first, and then change the bus, shall we?"

Chu Hongyu asked, touching his face.

"Yes, but it's called the high-speed train. It's very fast. You can reach Paris in a while. The route and the place name are all written down. If you can't find it, we will take a taxi. In case of emergency, he will also prepare countermeasures. Just hand over what he wrote to the police."

Wang Jianjun, who was shaving, responded.

"Okay then, hurry up, don't smear the ink, I don't know how much time is wasted on the way."

Hearing this, Wang Jianjun moved a lot more quickly.

Having said that, it was already past 9 o'clock when they went out.No matter how old or young this woman is, she always spends a lot of time putting on makeup and choosing clothes.

The couple went downstairs and stopped a fan wearing a Metz jersey to ask for directions.

The other party saw the note saying "We are Allais' parents, going to the Stade de France" and immediately yelled, attracting the attention of passers-by.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing more and more people gathered around, Chu Hongyu couldn't help holding Wang Jianjun's arm a little harder.

"It should be fine. The local residents of Metz know Wang Ji."

Old Wang's words are not too sure. Although it is broad daylight, it can be seen from the news that foreign countries are in dire straits, and the law and order are worrying.

"Should I call someone?"

Chu Hongyu asked in a low voice.

"hold on……"

Although those people were emotional, Wang Jianjun felt that they had no malicious intentions.

Those fans finally finished their discussion, and they elected a representative to ask in English: "We are also going to Paris, do you want to go with us?"

???

The husband and wife's English is about the same as Uncle Benshan's. They choked to death and were dogs, and the other party's questions were obviously beyond the scope.

Seeing that the two were confused, the other party took off his jersey and pointed to Wang Xie's name on No. 33, and someone was shaking the ticket beside him. Wang Jianjun understood now that he had found an organization!
The couple embarked on a journey to Paris with the brigade. Chu Hongyu, who was worried, still pressed the dial button with her hand in her pocket. The phone had already dialed the alarm...

……

The Stade de France is located in Saint-Denis on the outskirts of Paris, France. It is a large multi-purpose sports venue that can accommodate 8 spectators.The Stade de France was built for the 1998 World Cup and was used as the venue for the 1998 World Cup final. On July 1998, 7, France defeated Brazil 12-3 in the World Cup final and won its first World Cup championship at home.

Compared with San Siro, Old Trafford, Camp Nou and Westfalen, which have experienced vicissitudes of life, the Stade de France is really young. Although it has experienced the baptism of the World Cup final, it also accompanied the French team to win the World Cup. And the reputation has risen, but its connotation, its rhyme, and its history cannot be compared with the first four courses.

But this stadium is a football mecca in France.

The Stade de France is specially built by famous experts.

The stadium is divided into three tiers of stands. In the top tier, the stands on both sides behind the goal are slightly shorter and look like a saddle as a whole.The stadium has an oval-shaped openable roof. When the roof is combined, all the stands can be covered, and fans can watch the game with peace of mind even when it rains.The design of the canopy is indeed unmatched, but the total weight of the steel frame used for the huge canopy is equivalent to the weight of the Eiffel Tower.

Under the night sky in Paris, the Stade de France is extremely bright.

"Champion, we want champions!"

"Come on! Win them!"

"Victory belongs to Metz!" The Metz fans who were waiting outside the Stade de France in advance saw the team bus slowly driving in, waving scarves and team flags and constantly shouting various slogans.

Looking through the car window, Wang Hao saw the old lady and the old Wang in the crowd. Their faces were slightly flushed against the light. They should be affected by the environment, and he put back half of his heart that had been hanging.

"Old man, why are these people so bloodthirsty?"

Chu Hongyu asked with a little excitement, she felt an urge in her body to shout together.

"This is where it is going, wait for the players to get off the car and then take a look..."

boom--

Tadio, who got off the bus first, was like water dripping from a pan, completely igniting the enthusiasm of the Metz fans. Their shouts were ten times and a hundred times louder than before. When Wang Hao got off the bus, the security team formed The wall was nearly smashed down by the crazy fans.

"Ahhh~"

"Kids, come on, bring the championship back to Metz!"

"Daniel~"

"Mila~"

"Jonathan~"

"Alai! Alai! Alai, we must win today's game!"

A young child held up a poster of Wang Ji and shouted at the top of his voice.

Although Wang He has not played for the first team for a long time, his performance is obvious to all, especially his outstanding performance against Lyon, which made Metz fans pin their hopes of victory on Wang He.

Why doesn't Wang Hao want to win? He has been in Metz for more than ten years in the two worlds. Even if he plans to transfer in the future, he hopes to give Metz the honor he deserves.

Rather than leaving a string of cold transfer fees, trophies are the best reward for fans, and Metz fans deserve this treatment.

His biological parents went abroad to watch him play football for the first time. Today, the coach he respects and the girl he likes will also appear in the stands of the Stade de France. It must be a wonderful feeling to win the trophy under the watchful eyes of relatives and friends .

Seeing Wang Huo in a daze, Captain Delhomeo pushed him behind him and urged him: "Hurry up, the fans are in a bad mood, don't trouble the security."

"Ah good."

Wang Huo took a deep look into the crowd, then turned and walked towards the aisle of the Stade de France.

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　So much for today, please take half a day off tomorrow morning to start the 4th update.

　　
　
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