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Chapter 17 Lonely Fati

Although it is an ordinary La Liga game, there are not many reporters in the interview area of ​​​​Barcelona.

However, at a glance, Qin Ming found that they were all blond and blue-eyed, and there was not a single Chinese reporter.

Qin Ming thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this situation couldn't be more normal.

In the past, whenever there were domestic players in the five major leagues, the domestic reporters were like cats who smelled fish, accompanying the team to interview every game.

It doesn't matter whether you play or not, at least let your compatriots feel the support of the people in the country in a foreign country!
However, after the example of the "marketing midfielder" Zhang Xizhe came out, the domestic media realized that——

Co-authoring some foreign clubs is playing us like monkeys.

So later, the domestic media became more and more cautious about interviewing overseas players.

Back then, Zhang Chengdong became the No.1 player in La Liga in China on loan, but he didn't get much traffic.

On the major domestic sports media boards, there are only occasional photos of Vallecano's official release.

This kind of extremely strong reversal can only be said to mean that if you are bitten by a snake once, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years!
"Hey, Qin! Your performance tonight is simply shocking. Can you tell us how you did it?"

The first person who extended the microphone to Qin Ming was a beautiful female reporter.

Qin Ming looked at the sign on the microphone, "Daily Sports Daily" is the mouthpiece of Barcelona.

He was going to make a joke, so he deliberately turned his face hard and made a movement of pressing his hands down:

"Don't be 6 in basic exercises, don't be 6 in basic exercises!"

This answer stumped the big translator next to him. The big translator faltered for a long time, and finally blushed.

Only then did I say "thanks".

That blushing and thick neck made everyone around him laugh.

Qin Ming looked at it and quickly smiled and said:
"Just kidding, kidding!"

"Actually, I have such a performance today, mainly thanks to the head coach Mr. Koeman for giving me the opportunity to start. My success is inseparable from his trust!"

Although it has been a while since he received the influence of Spanish culture, Qin Ming still retains the humility of a Chinese.

But having said that, there is no way to tell about the fact that he is in charge of the King of the Green System.

Even if it was true, no one would believe it.

The reporters behind asked Qin Ming several questions one after another, and he answered them one by one.

As the protagonist of this interview, the reporter let him go after almost half an hour.

By the time he returned to the locker room, his teammates had already left.

He simply took a shower and packed his equipment.

By the time he walked out of the arena, it was already past ten o'clock.

In Barcelona at night in October, the average temperature is only about 15 degrees.

The night wind blows on the body, and one can feel the obvious coolness.

At this time, the outside of the stadium was empty, except for a few fans passing by who were about to leave in dismay, there were only cleaning staff in twos and threes.

When Qin Ming was about to return to the apartment he rented, under the dim light, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in the corner, walking towards the stadium.

If you read correctly, that person should be Ansu Fati!

What is he doing back in the venue alone at this time?
Nothing will happen, right?

After thinking about it, Qin Ming decided to follow up and take a look.

one step, two steps
He followed Fati and walked slowly all the way.

Finally, the two of them were found walking through the tunnel and back on the field.

Fati doesn't seem to notice him.

At this time, there are no staff in the stadium, and only tomorrow morning will workers come to maintain the turf.

The high-power laser lights in the stadium have already been turned off, and under the cover of night, there is only a suffocating darkness left.

Taking advantage of the faint moonlight, Qin Ming squinted his eyes as hard as he could to make out a figure in the middle of the field.

He was about to go up to say hello to Fati and ask what happened.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the figure in the darkness began to run wildly.

Boom. Boom. Boom!
Along with the intensive running sound, there were a few muffled sounds.

Just when Qin Ming was feeling puzzled, suddenly a white shadow jumped into the net pocket with an indistinguishable appearance and fell into the goal.

Qin Ming took a closer look and realized that it was a leather ball.

But at this time, his doubts in his heart were even heavier.

It's so dark at night, what does it mean that Fati is still practicing here?
After thinking about it, Qin Ming decided to step forward and take a look.

When he got closer, taking advantage of the pale moonlight, he saw Fati lying upright on the turf.

Terrifying!

At this moment, a gust of cool wind blew past, Qin Ming couldn't help shivering, goose bumps covered his back.

If he hadn't heard the intermittent breathing in the dark environment, Qin Ming would almost have thought he had run into a ghost.

"Hey bro! What's the matter with you?"

Qin Ming bravely stepped forward and greeted tentatively.

When the people on the ground heard the sound, they turned their heads and found Qin Ming's existence.

Qin Ming took a closer look at the dark face and the short, lean hair.

This person is indeed Fati.

"It's nothing."

Hearing Fati's answer, Qin Ming frowned, and had no choice but to continue asking:

"It's so late, why haven't you come home yet?"

"Didn't you go home too?"

Fati's answer made Qin Ming feel at a loss for words, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

The two remained silent, one lying on the ground and the other standing beside him.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

In this way, the two of them quietly listened to the sound of the evening wind blowing.

I don't know how long it took before Fati spoke:
"You should be very happy today, right?"

"what?"

Qin Ming was slightly taken aback by Fati's sudden question.

"I used to be so happy!"

Fati ignored Qin Ming's doubts and just talked to himself.

"Two years ago, I was standing in this place and scored my first goal on this pitch!"

"At that time, I was just like you now, very happy!"

Fati's tone was very calm, without even a slight fluctuation.

At least Qin Ming didn't hear even the slightest bit of happiness from it.

"My La Liga debut is here!"

"My first La Liga goal was in this place!!"

"My first Champions League goal was also in this place!!!"

"In this, tmd, damn place!!!"

Fati's tone suddenly changed, the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his voice became louder.

These words seemed to be addressed to Qin Ming, but it was more like he was venting his emotions like no one else was there.

As he spoke, Fati seemed to recall some sad past, and even began to sob softly.

Qin Ming looked at the young man who was about the same age as himself, speaking incoherently, and was at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to say.

In Qin Ming's impression, Fati is a person who doesn't talk much.

Of course, this may also be caused by the recent quarrel with coach Koeman.

Despite this, his popularity in the locker room is not bad.

Pique, Alba, Busquets, Roberto, these Spanish teammates have a very good relationship with him.

Although the public bombardment of the coach made a lot of noise before, these teammates did not alienate him.

On the contrary, in the usual private dinner gatherings, everyone called him up every time.

From this point of view, in everyone's eyes, he should be regarded as a teammate worthy of deep friendship.

In the context of the highly commercialization of modern football, the relationship between teammates in the club is more like colleagues in the office.

Everyone on the field fought side by side and worked hard together for victory.

Off the court, they were acquaintances who nodded, and went back to their respective homes after get off work.

Examples of deep friendship like MSN can only be counted as a minority. On the contrary, Neymar and Semedo can be seen everywhere, fighting on the court and fighting off the court.

So Fati can get the approval of so many teammates in the locker room, which is enough to show that he is a very good person in the eyes of everyone.

But it is such a good person in everyone's eyes, but now he has fallen to this level.

In Qin Ming's view, without him, it's just bad luck.

Looking at the lonely Fati in front of him, Qin Ming thought about it for a long time, and suddenly said something:
"This damn place is the loveliest place, isn't it?"

　emmmmm, please collect, please various tickets~~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)