Fox in the Penalty Area Chapter 241

As soon as the game ended, Hu Lai was surrounded by reporters-mainly by Chinese reporters...

And the questions that everyone asked him had nothing to do with the game, and they didn't care about the mental journey behind Hu Lai's two consecutive rounds of goals. Everyone asked about Charlie Porter's tattoo.

"Hu Lai, that tattoo, does Charlie Potter know what it means?"

Hu Lai glanced at the reporter who asked the question with caring eyes: "Look at your question... If Charlie knows the meaning, can he show it to the camera?"

His answer caused the reporters present to burst into laughter, and even the reporter who asked the question couldn't help but laugh. The question was really stupid...

"Then you haven't explained the meaning of this tattoo to him?" another reporter asked.

Hu Lai shook his head: "He was very proud and excited when he introduced me to the tattoo. I was really embarrassed to pour cold water on him at that time..."

Everyone laughed again.

In the laughter, another reporter raised his hand: "Hu Lai, have you asked Charlie, where does his tattoo look from?"

"It's from our team's video analytics coach Matt. Matt went to China and took photos of Jincheng street scenes. Charlie saw him. He seemed to be very interested in those bells and whistles. So I chose a sentence for tattoo..."

Hu Lai briefly introduced the situation, and the reporters looked at each other-I didn't expect this tattoo to come from this way...

This is too casual!

You can choose a "rich, strong, democratic, and free" anyway...

When Hu Lai saw the expressions of the reporters, he knew what they were thinking, so he said: "It's okay, it's better than he chose 'toilet string'..."

The Chinese reporters burst into laughter, which drew other people's attention.

After seeing that it was a Chinese reporter interviewing Hu Lai, they all looked back.

Leeds City won the crucial battle in this game. Hu Lai also scored in the game. Of course, the Chinese have reason to laugh out loud.

The laughter gradually died down, and Hu Lai waved his hand to them and said sternly: "Please don't explain to Charlie what his tattoo means... after all, he always thought that tattoo was a mysterious oriental spell, bless him. He can always perform well on the court. If you tell him the truth, I'm afraid it will hurt his confidence..."

Seeing such a serious Hu Lai, the reporters were very cooperative and nodded and promised: "Don't worry, Hu Lai. I will definitely not say it. Let this become a 'beautiful misunderstanding'!"

Hu Lai gave them a thumbs up, and now he was relieved that Charlie shouldn't ask for trouble after hearing the truth from other Chinese journalists...

After all, it was his idea for Charlie to undress and celebrate after scoring a goal.

If Charlie knew what the tattoo meant, he would be in danger...

So stop this possibility!

The only people that Charlie has access to who understand Chinese are these Chinese journalists besides him. Charlie, who is already convinced that a tattoo is a mysterious oriental spell, of course will not take the initiative to ask Chinese reporters what the tattoo means, for fear that the reporters will tell him more.

Now I beg for such a request, foolproof!

Hu Lai, who was promised, said goodbye to them happily and turned back to the dressing room.

He just left. Charlie Porter, who had been interviewed by British reporters in front, walked up to the Chinese reporters and looked at a group of Chinese reporters. He greeted happily: "Hi, how are you!"

Then, before the Chinese reporters could react, he asked: "Did you see the tattoo on my waist? What do you think? That is my oriental spell!"

The Chinese reporters looked at each other, and it seemed that Hu Lai was right-Charlie Potter did think that his tattoos brought him good luck...

What Hu Lai said just now came to their minds:

If you tell him the truth, I'm afraid it will blow his confidence.

So a group of reporters forced a smile and gave thumbs up: "Yes, it's really amazing!"

Complimented by the Chinese reporters, Charlie Potter smiled happily. He waved goodbye to them, humming and twisted his hips to the dressing room.

A group of people looked at his back and couldn't help feeling in their hearts:

Sometimes knowing less... is also a kind of happiness!

"Ha, Hu Lai. Charlie seems to be really proud of his tattoo..." Yong Jun smiled with his mobile phone and his shoulders were shaking.

"what's happenin?"

"He posted his tattoo photos online..."

Hu Lai, who was eating, was taken aback: "What?!"

"Watch it yourself." Yong Jun handed the phone to Hu Lai, which was Charlie Porter's social network account. He posted a half-length photo of himself in the mirror with his phone, and the other hand lifted his clothes. The hem reveals the tattoo part.

At the same time, it was accompanied by the text: "Mysterious Oriental spell! The reason for the excellent state of this season!"

Hu Lai held the phone in one hand and covered his face with the other.

"Hahaha! Isn't it funny?" Yong Jun smiled. "You didn't tell him what the tattoo meant?"

"I am ashamed to break his beautiful yearning for Chinese culture..."

Hu Lai began to slide down the screen, looking at the message under Charlie's post.

He saw that many Leeds fans congratulated Charlie Porter who scored the first goal of the season. Some people were also asking where he got this tattoo. It seemed that he wanted to make the same one:

"Is this oriental spell really so magical? My life has been terrible recently, and I want to tattoo myself a transfer..."

"Wow! The mysterious oriental culture! It's so cool!"

Seeing a comment like this, Hu Lai grinned.

Although he likes foreigners showing their love and interest in Chinese culture, this is really not Chinese culture. Hey!

This can be regarded as An Dong culture, Jincheng culture at best!

Just flipping through it like this, while complaining in my heart.

Hu Lai suddenly saw one of the messages:

"Hahahahaha!! Laughing at me! Does anyone want to know what this mysterious oriental spell means?"

His brows jumped. Although this person used English to leave a message, he seemed to be a Chinese who understands English...

He has a bad feeling.

Sure enough, many people asked him under this message: "What do you mean, please?"

And this person also gave the answer: "'There are mahjong machines in the store for entertainment, as well as air-conditioning and cooling'. No more, I can't stand it...hahahahaha!"

Hu Lai rolled his eyes: You know a lot!

It's all right now, Charlie must have seen it. I have to figure out what to say when I see him in training tomorrow...

Hu Lai sighed after returning the phone to the Yong Jun. Yong Jun was very strange: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, Uncle Yong, just don't know that the team can take time off for training..."

Yong Jun was very nervous: "Are you injured?"

"That's not it." Hu Lai waved his hand quickly, which is no joke.

"Then why are you asking for a leave?"

Looking at the confused Uncle Yong, Hu Lai didn't know how to explain this question, so he could only sigh in his heart:

Tired!

Hu Lai didn't really ask for leave in the end, but when he walked into the locker room, he looked at the door and made sure that there was no Charlie Potter inside before sneaking in.

Everyone was very curious to see Hu Lai like this. Williams asked directly: "What are you doing, Hu?"

"That's it, how did you sneak it?"

Hu Lai laughed: "Nothing, nothing..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Charlie Potter's voice from the door: "HUUUUU!!!"

At first it sounded like imitating the cheers of fans after Hu Lai scored, but in fact, with this roar, Hu Lai shivered suddenly.

Then Charlie Potter rushed to Hu Lai and grabbed the other's shoulder: "Did your kid already know?"

Hu Lai, who was being held down, was still pretending to be stupid: "Know what?"

"Hey, do you know the meaning of my tattoo, right?" Potter asked in a low voice, pointing to his waist.

Hu Lai looked confused: "Isn't it an oriental spell?"

"You are still acting stupid, you know it, Hu!"

Seeing that he couldn't pretend, Hu Lai spread his hands together: "Then what do you want me to say, Charlie? Tell you this is just a tea shop advertisement that can be seen everywhere in the streets of China? You were so happy and proud at the time, how could I be embarrassed to throw you cold water? "

"I'm to blame for that?"

"Or else? You didn't ask me before getting the tattoo. If you ask, you won't make the mistake that you Westerners make most easily."

"What to do then?" Charlie Potter was crying. He thought he was pretending to be a force, but he did not expect to have a big ugly.

Yesterday, he posted on the social network to show off. As a result, a translation under his message became the focus of everyone's attention.

Everyone is laughing at his tattoo...

After doing it for a long time, this is not an "Oriental spell" at all, this is just a slogan!

Hu Lai patted him on the shoulder, and he was particularly able to understand his mood at this moment. It was like a person who didn't understand English was wearing a fashionable dress. He wanted to show off his good-looking clothes, but he was reminded. I realized that the row of English on my clothes means "fuck me chrysanthemum"...

"I'll get this tattoo done..." Potter said depressed.

Hu Lai shook his head: "Why did you wash it? Don't you let everyone laugh at it again? If I were you, I would leave it. Even if it wasn't an'Oriental spell' before, it will be from now on!"

Potter stared at Hu Lai with wide eyes: "Can it still be like this?"

"Why can't it? Of course it can be. The meaning and value of some things depends entirely on how you look at it. If you think it is a spell, then it is a spell. And its existence really makes you perform better this season. Many, you are about to make double assists right away. Is it better than your performance last season? You believe this sentence is a lucky spell that can add blessing and strength to you, so you perform better in the game. Then Keep believing, and don't care what others think, Charlie. Who stipulated that the spell must be something that sounds very popular? Don't you want to be different? Would you like to be with those mediocre people?"

In the process of Hu Lai's benevolent temptation, the expression on Charlie Potter's face has been changing. When Hu Lai talked to the end, the confusion and thoughts on his face disappeared, replaced by a sudden realization:

"You are right, Hu! I will be the most distinctive person! No matter what others think, this is my lucky spell!"

Hu Lai applauded: "Yes, Charlie! Let others laugh if they want to laugh! They don't understand you, but I understand you! You are the only Charlie Potter in this world! Don't try to please those who are idiots. People lose themselves!"

Charlie Potter was moved by Hu Lai's words, and he squeezed Hu Lai's hand firmly: "You are really my good brother, Hu! Only you know me best!"

When the rejuvenated Potter turned and walked towards his own locker, Williams approached Hu Lai and asked in a low voice, "I feel like you are lying to Charlie again~www.mtlnovel.com~Hu."

Hu Lai said in a low voice: "Don't spit people, Pete. Why did I lie to him? I clearly said that he was in his heart, otherwise he could be so excited? I will tell you Pete, do you believe Charlie and thank you And me!"

Sure enough, as soon as his voice fell, Potter, who had already walked out, turned his head and waved at him: "Thank you, Hu!"

"Look, what am I talking about?"

Hu Lai first said to Williams, and then nodded to Bo Feng: "You're welcome, Charlie. Remember, always be yourself!"

"I will, Hu!"

Looking at the figure of Charlie Grateful Dade, Williams was speechless for a long time.

(End of this chapter)

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