Football: The national football team was expelled and rewarded with a long-range goal card

After the game, reporters with cameras and guns poured into the stadium and surrounded An Lan.

An Lan was used to this scene, under the protection of security.

He took off his shoes and walked to the left stand.

He gave all the wet jerseys and shoes to the little fans on the stand.

Then, he looked at John, who had a complicated expression on his face, in the VIP seat in front of him!

After the two made a bet on the Today Show, An Lan specially gave him a ticket to the game against Frankfurt.

During the game, every time An Lan scored a goal, the camera would be on John.

From the beginning when he scored the first goal, he smiled and applauded with confidence.

When the third goal was scored, John stood up and shouted wildly with the Wolfsburg fans.

Then when he scored the sixth goal, John's face was full of shock.

It can only be said that John is worthy of being a well-known host in the variety show circle, and he has a firm grasp of the popularity!

It can be called the best supporting role!

As An Lan scored the seventh goal, the camera was again on him.

John was no longer surprised, shocked, or in pain.

There was only admiration and respect on his face!

He was also a man and a fan.

How could he not be convinced by such a feat?

"Yo! An, I am completely convinced! This is a miracle."

John high-fived and fist-bumped An Lan, and said sincerely, "You are a true genius, I am convinced. Thank you very much for the ticket you gave me, so that I can witness history!"

An Lan smiled and patted his shoulder, as if he had forgotten about the bet.

He suddenly turned back and said cunningly, "Don't think you can fool him by saying nice things! Fulfill the bet, John. I'm waiting to watch the live broadcast!"

"Oh! No!"

John held his head and screamed, causing the surrounding fans to laugh.

......

After returning to the locker room, An Lan was soaked by the sneak attack.

"Oh oh oh! Prince of Wolfsburg!"

"Miracle! Seven-goal miracle!"

"Congratulations on winning the bet, kid!"

The players who were in ambush sprayed champagne at An Lan, even the serious Magath and assistant coach Ball joined in.

An Lan was not to be outdone, and took the champagne on the table and sprayed them passionately!

After a lively moment, the players went to take a shower.

Then, Magath took An Lan, who had changed into casual clothes, to the interview area.

As soon as he appeared in the interview area, dozens of flashes flashed non-stop.

The sound of shutters was click-click-click-click, and it was endless.

Three newspapers close to Wolfsburg were the first to get the right to interview, and they asked questions in turn.

"An Lan, congratulations on winning the best player of the game."

"Thank you."

"We all know that scoring five goals is called "five sons and seven daughters", so what do you think scoring six and seven goals should be called?"

An Lan touched his nose, thought for a while and smiled: "In Longguo, we call scoring six "six yuan alone". As for scoring seven, I call it "seven stars in a row."

"Seven stars in a row? Seven beads connected together?"

"Yes, according to you, it is the Big Dipper!"

"Is there any special meaning?"

Seeing that these foreigners were so ignorant, An Lan could only take out his mobile phone, search for high-definition pictures of the Big Dipper and show them to him.

"Do these seven stars connected together look like a spoon? This is the Big Dipper! In the feudal period of Dragon Country, when the seven stars were connected in a line, it indicated that "a wise leader appeared" to lead people away from the rule of tyrants!"

The reporters' eyes lit up and they asked quickly, "So you mean, you will be the wise leader of football?"

An Lan smiled helplessly and did not answer.

Then, a media reporter who was not friendly to An Lan asked: "Hello An Lan, because of you, the opponents in two games were abolished by your followers. Did you instruct them? Don't you think it's cruel?"

After hearing this question, An Lan's smiling face suddenly became cold.

He glanced at the logo on the other party's microphone, the well-known newspaper "Kicker" in the Tank Country.

"Hehe, first of all, Lucas and Hasebe Makoto are my teammates, not my followers."

"Secondly, would they commit fouls for no reason? Don't you know the reason?"

"Finally, I am very worried about your career. Now it's live broadcast, I believe that after the interview, the outside world will give you the answer!"

As a Frankfurt fan, this reporter naturally hates An Lan, so he said something heartbreaking without realizing it.

His original intention was to provoke the relationship between Lucas, Hasebe Makoto and An Lan.

Unexpectedly, An Lan turned the tables and directly used moral kidnapping to hold him back.

Standing up for teammates is a follower!

He immediately realized that he was in big trouble after saying this!

"Ah! Wait... wait a minute, I'm old..."

"Next! Who else wants to ask questions? The last oneA question!"

An Lan interrupted his explanation coldly, not giving him a chance to turn the tables.

The reporter was instantly squeezed out by others, and some people looked at him like an idiot.

He is a reporter from "Kicker", what kind of a player!

"Hello An Lan, I am Celia, a reporter from The Sun."

The last question was asked by a female reporter, wearing a low-cut suspender in a suit, revealing a bottomless ravine, which was very tempting.

Her young face was painted with delicate red lips, and she looked at An Lan affectionately and asked: "We all saw that you scored 17 goals in three games."

"But behind your glory, have the other attackers of the team had their ball rights diluted?"

"We saw Dzeko and Grafite constantly passing the ball to you, is this unfair to them? ”

Faced with a more sophisticated question than the last stupid reporter’s, An Lan remained alert and was not tempted by the beauty of the female reporter.

After thinking for a while, he said, “What is the purpose of a football match? Victory or fairness?”

“Remember the score of this game, 9 to 2! We won without a doubt!”

“Dzeko and Grafite are both excellent players, and they also scored goals, so I don’t know what you mean by diluting the ball possession?”

“In fact, you should ask Real Madrid and Barcelona about this question. They are all superstars. Ask them whether their tactics are fair!”

After answering the reporter’s questions without a single leak, An Lan and Magath returned to the team bus.

As soon as they sat down, Raiola called.

“Hi, my little genius!”

“I really regret not going to watch the game. You are my god!”

“I believe that your name will be mentioned all over Europe tomorrow, and I have prepared a great gift for you! "

"Just wait and see, in a week, you will become the darling of the whole of Europe!"

Listening to Raiola's unique exaggerated tone, An Lan shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

You don't have to guess that Raiola is going to take advantage of the popularity of his seven goals in a single game to market the nickname "Son of God".

The two chatted in detail for about 15 minutes.

After hanging up the phone, An Lan's ears became quiet again.

Hmm?

Why do I feel a little familiar?

He was suddenly startled and suddenly found that Raiola's plan was somewhat familiar.

After flipping through the call records on his mobile phone, An Lan suddenly realized!

Isn't this the NBA "Chosen Son" LBJ that he talked about when he was chatting with Yao Ge who played basketball a few days ago!

He is the "Chosen Son" marketed by Nike.

I am the "Son of God" marketed by Raiola.

Hey!

This foreigner's nickname habit really likes to be the son of God.

That's so authentic!