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"Sports Weekly"?

Su Fei heard this familiar name and immediately recalled his childhood in his previous life.

When other children were still holding "Comic World" and "Zhiyin Manke", Su Fei would use his pocket money every Friday to buy the latest issue of "Sports Weekly".

In that era when the information network was not well developed, "Sports Weekly" was Su Fei's window to understand world football.

It can be said that it accompanied Su Fei throughout his youth.

Now.

"Sports Weekly" actually wanted to interview me, which felt really wonderful. My story will also have the opportunity to be printed in "Sports Weekly", so that domestic fans can know me better.

"Very interested, Raiola, where are they now... um... OK, OK, I'll go pick them up now."

Su Fei hung up the phone and rang the doorbell of Sun Jihai's house next door.

"Brother Sun, lend me your car. The reporter from Sports Weekly is here to interview me. I'll go pick them up."

"Sports Weekly?"

Sun Jihai was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and threw his Vauxhall car keys to Su Fei.

"Don't say bad things about Brother Sun!"

"Haha, I will definitely tell you all about Brother Sun's care for me!"

Su Fei came to Sun Jihai's garage with the car keys. In China, you have to be 18 to get a driver's license, but in Europe, you can be 16 or 17.

Although he got a driver's license, Su Fei didn't have time to buy a car of his own.

Driving Sun Jihai's Vauxhall, he also had the idea of ​​buying a car.

......

At the gate of Manchester City's training base.

The sun was shining brightly.

Beads of sweat rolled down Zhao Hu's cheeks, who was carrying a camera, and dripped onto the ground.

"Brother Wang, just tell him to let us in first! I can't stand it anymore."

"No, the old man won't let us go. You idiot, put the camera on the ground."

"Oh."

Wang Long and the other man were somewhat embarrassed and gathered in the shade, feeling depressed.

Originally, they were interviewing Dong Fangzhuo comfortably in Antwerp, but now they have to suffer in Manchester City.

"What did Su Fei's agent say?"

"I haven't called him back yet."

"Alas, I guess we'll be turned away this time. An 18-year-old kid has been so angry that he will definitely not want to deal with our domestic media."

As the two were talking, an old Vauxhall stopped beside them.

Su Fei stuck his head out of the car window, took a look, and immediately got out of the car to greet the two.

"Is that Brother Wang and Brother Zhao? I'm Su Fei. Come on, I'll help you carry the camera to the car first, and I'll take you in."

Wang and Zhao looked at each other, and the depression in their hearts immediately dissipated, and they responded enthusiastically.

"No, no, I can carry the camera myself!"

"I didn't expect you to drive to pick us up."

Su Fei didn't bother to be polite with the two of them. He walked over, raised the camera that Zhao Hu had placed on the ground with one hand, and gently put it into the trunk.

This scene shocked Zhao Hu.

Wow.

Su Fei is not only 1.9 meters tall and strong, but also has extraordinary strength!

Whose 18-year-old kid is so fierce, what did he eat to grow up?

In the car.

Su Fei enthusiastically introduced the buildings and facilities in the Manchester City training base to the two along the way.

"Over there is our No. 1 stadium, over here is the swimming pool, and over there is our medical center..."

It is not an exaggeration to describe Wang and Zhao's mood as flattered.

Unexpectedly, Su Fei not only agreed to the interview.

He took the initiative to receive them.

He also made the two feel respected.

Before the interview started, Su Fei left a very good impression on the two, enthusiastic, careful, and sincere!

No wonder he can make it in the Premier League at the age of 18.

To be honest.

This maturity is really not comparable to those young players of the same age in China.

Su Fei drove the two to Manchester City's VIP reception room and had already greeted Stewart in advance.

Of course, the old man said OK, and asked Su Fei if he wanted to come over to praise Su Fei, but Su Fei declined.

After all, the old man usually works overtime every day, and it is rare that he won Arsenal and gave him a day off.

Nothing else to say.

If the old man doesn't hand in his homework, his model wife Caitlin will probably start making a scene.

......

Arriving at the reception room, Zhao Hu began to select a location to set up the camera, and Wang Long also exchanged a few simple pleasantries with Su Fei.

Click!

The interview officially began after the camera was turned on.

"Su Fei, I'm very happy to be able to conduct an exclusive interview with you on behalf of Sports Weekly. Can you first talk about when you first got involved in football......"

Facing the microphone handed over by Wang Long, Su Fei also opened up and answered every question seriously and patiently.

Born in the Federal Republic of Yugoslavia (formerly Croatia), he later embarked on the road of football under the influence of Lao Su and successfully joined the youth training of a third-rate club...

Of course, there is also the topic that is difficult to avoid. He applied to join the Chinese National Youth Team, but was rated B-, and finally could only join the Croatian National Youth Team.

Talking about this, Su Fei said with regret: "In fact, I don't blame the football team. They are all professionals. They naturally have their reasons for rejecting me. I was forced to join the Croatian National Youth Team and then led Croatia to win the championship. "

Wang and Zhao looked at each other, and at this moment, they only had hatred for the stinking leaders of the football team.

Such a good seedling!

If Su Fei joined the national youth team, wouldn't China win the World Youth Championship?!

Fuck!

Look at what they have done to an 18-year-old child. It's not an exaggeration to say that he has no way to serve his country!

Then Su Fei talked about Raiola, Stewart and other people who helped him.

Finally, he talked about the days since he came to Manchester City, and Sun Jihai's care for him.

One and a half hours of monologue The interview is over.

Su Fei warmly invited the two to stay for dinner. Wang Zhao wanted to refuse. After all, they were embarrassed to face Su Fei now, thinking about the operation of the domestic football team.

But at Su Fei's strong request, the two stayed, and the place for dinner was at Sun Jihai's house.

When Su Fei drove the two to Sun Jihai's house, Sun Jihai's wife Wang Li had already prepared a table of sumptuous dishes.

"Sister-in-law, your cooking skills are really good. We are really not used to eating these days abroad. We eat hamburgers at McDonald's every day!"

"Xiao Wang, you are so sweet. How can your cooking skills compare with those foreign fast food."

"How can foreign fast food compare with our authentic Northeastern cuisine! ”

The atmosphere at the dinner table was very harmonious. Because of work, Sun Jihai had actually had contact with people from the Sports Weekly before.

Originally, due to his identity, some things were not convenient to say, but after a few glasses of Erguotou, Wang Long couldn't help but start complaining.

"Alas, Xiao Su, it's our football team that's sorry for you. Don't worry, after returning this time, Brother Wang will definitely write a good story for you!"

"Let the fans at home know how awesome you are in the Premier League now!"

"Let those football team members see the report and feel so uncomfortable that they can't eat!"

Su Fei didn't say anything, but smiled and handed Wang Long a glass of warm water.

"Brother Wang, you are drunk."

"I'm not drunk! I'm sober! The ones who are not sober are those dog-suns in the football team!!!"

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