The Midfield Master

Chapter 627: Travel to Spain

? ? ? ? The sadness on Huang Mei's face turned into shock. She covered her mouth to express her disbelief.

Huang Yifei couldn't help sighing when he saw Huang Mei's look like this, the girl wanted to miss it again.

Fortunately, this is not ancient times. I use the way of flying pigeons to pass on books. If this is the case, I don't know how many fake news will be made.

"It's really a pity that you don't become a gossip journalist. I just said that I'm not playing in the national team anymore. When did I say that I would retire?

Huang Yifei knocked on Huang Mei's head, this action was extremely intimate, making Huang Mei's heart as sweet as eating honey.

Hastily used a mischievous tongue to cover up his nervousness, and said: "Then you are going to change teams? Are you going to play there."

"Real Madrid, I received their invitation to try out. By the way, this is a secret." Huang Yifei spoke slowly and added a sentence at the end of the sentence.

He thinks, although the other party is worthy of laziness, but this mouth is too uncontrollable, so he specifically reminded him.

Of course, in fact, Huang Yifei has been thinking a lot. Huang Mei still has a strict mouth. At least in the football field, he didn't say much. It's just that Lenovo has a stronger ability.

"Don't worry, I understand, but when are you going." Huang Mei was uncomfortable, and his words were concise.

In fact, this was not the reason for Huang Yifei's special request, but because Huang Yifei was about to leave.

If the opponent transfers to Real Madrid, he will have to go to Spain, and there is not the same as in the national team. It is even more difficult for him and himself to see him once. Thinking of this, Huang Mei's mood fell again.

Huang Yifei is naturally not aware of all this, he is still looking forward to Spain's Mediterranean beaches, which are warm in winter and cool in summer, and the rich football culture.

Obviously, Huang Yifei does not have the slightest parting sadness. It is not that he is not patriotic. It is just that anyone who loves football does not want to go to Spain, which has two world-class teams.

And Huang Yifei is closer to the wishes of most football fans. In addition to seeing the different customs of Spain, he can also join Real Madrid and become one of them, which is simply unsustainable.

But Huang Mei is another experience, even if she knows that she and Huang Yifei are impossible, but she still inevitably depends on this feeling.

Inevitably, Huang Mei wanted Huang Yifei to stay, but how could Huang Mei say such a thing, and even if Huang Mei said it, Huang Yifei would really not go? This is not realistic.

Ever since, Huang Mei looked at Huang Yifei with a look of excitement talking about the future life he was looking forward to, unable to insert a word, just watching.

The silhouettes of the two men also stretched longer and farther under the street lights.

In the end, until the two separated, Huang Mei didn't say anything for Huang Yifei to stay, but just watched Huang Yifei leave from a corner.

Naturally, Huang Yifei knew nothing. He was still immersed in the Spanish customs he described, and even he was excited to book a ticket for the night in a week.

And in the following days, Huang Mei didn't come out at Huang Yifei, and Huang Yifei's genuine female friendly portrait was also very busy. Huang Yifei told her about going to Real Madrid, and the other party just screamed, which made Huang Yifei very uncomfortable.

But Huang Yifei didn't think about it. He simply went back and looked at the relatives and friends who needed to see me, and then got on the plane to Spain.

"Hello, are you Huang Yifei, Mr. Huang?" As soon as she sat firmly, there was a beautiful and white flight attendant with a smile on her face.

Huang Yifei could even smell the scent of the other's hair, which could not help but make Huang Yifei excited. Of course, this was not a surprise.

Did he not expect to play an Asian Cup and become world-famous so quickly?

Huang Yifei is distressed. He is not ready for everything after becoming famous. Should he wear a peaked cap and a black cloth mask when going out, or that he should spend money for himself, go and hire a few bodyguards.

After that, even the bodyguards, relying on their own physique, something really happened, and it may be who is protecting whom.

Huang Yifei shook his head, denied his idea, let himself show a smile that he thought was handsome, and said to the exotic girl in front of him: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Huang Yifei pretended to be fine, but in fact, one hand was already looking for a pen. He was afraid that the young lady in front of him would ask for a signature.

"In this way, this lady said that her position is by the window. You should be sitting in the wrong position." The flight attendant smiled brightly, and pointed to one with a sun hat and covering half of her face. Woman in big sunglasses.

The smile on Huang Yifei's face solidified. He glanced at the woman and couldn't help but wonder whether she would be a big star.

"Ok, sorry."

Huang Yifei didn't froze. He glanced at the ticket in his hand and found that he was indeed sitting in the wrong position. He should be next to this woman.

Huang Yifei quickly got up and gave up a position, he didn't want such a bad reputation.

"Okay, thank you, and I wish you a pleasant journey." The flight attendant breathed a sigh of relief. She bowed to Huang Yifei, smiling very brightly, and her tone was sweet.

Huang Yifei's face became stiff, he looked at the smiling face of the flight attendant, suppressed the urge to add a buff to the other party, and forced himself to smile in response.

"Are you Huang Yifei?"

Just as Huang Yifei was about to blindfold his eyes and take a break, the woman dressed as a star sitting beside her spoke, and said in a low voice.

Huang Yifei was about to take a rest, but when he heard this, he immediately became energetic. He said in a deep voice, "Yes, miss you?"

"I'm your fan." The woman said so, but Huang Yifei didn't hear the slightest obsession in her voice. As calm as asking for directions.

Huang Yifei naturally didn't believe it, but he didn't have the stage to tear it down, and nodded, not planning to be boring.

Seeing that Huang Yifei stopped talking, the woman turned her head, and the corner of her mouth under the brim of her hat floated with a small smile.

Because it was spent on other people's money, Huang Yifei was not polite. He chose to transit in Paris by Air France, which would save more than an hour than flying directly to Madrid from the capital.

Originally, Huang Yifei was planning to visit Paris during the transit, but he was told that the plane was about to take off and suggested not to leave the terminal.

Huang Yifei naturally dismissed it. He sat there obediently and waited for a long time. During the waiting, he had a meal of terrible French chopsticks in the terminal building. He regretted why he didn't choose to fly directly to Madrid.