Montpellier Saint-Roque train station.

Bustling and crowded.

Marilyn, a first-year student majoring in music performance at the University of Montpellier, is here because of the Montpellier Club's arrangement.

This blonde beauty stared intently at the exit of the station, for fear of missing the person in the photo.

Montpellier FC has signed a player on loan from Paris Saint-Germain ahead of the start of the new season.

"I wonder why Mr. Nicklin would take him so seriously as a 16-year-old loan player who has never played professionally to have me, the head of the club's cheerleading team, come to receive him personally?"

Marilyn held a photo in her hand and looked at it again and again, "Although he is quite handsome, if I find out that he is not a football genius at all, at the Ramonçon Stadium, I will still boo him!" ”

Wen Jie, who was about to get off the train, was full of anticipation.

"Xiaojie, after all the consideration, the club has decided to loan you to Montpellier in Ligue 2, this team finished eighth in the league last season, and their current manager, my good friend Girard, after watching the video of your game, admires you very much, and I believe that you will be able to get training under him."

(Note: For the sake of the plot, Girard took over Montpellier by a year.) ）

"Thank you, Mr. Carlenon, for everything you have done for me."

After speaking, Wen Jie bowed deeply to Karenon.

If it weren't for this old man, he would have been sent back to Thailand by the club a year ago.

It's time to stop.

This is truly the city of sunshine, where every piece of land is bathed in the sun's blessings.

When people are in it, they will not feel dazzling, on the contrary, they will spontaneously feel like a fish in water.

"You're Wen Jie, aren't you?"

was tapped on the shoulder from behind, and Wen Jie was taken aback.

Clear eyes, a high nose, and sexy lips......

What a beautiful girl!

Wen Jie couldn't help but think of the water moon he met at the Alpha Football School when he was a child.

It's been more than ten years, and I don't know what she's doing now?

Seeing Wen Jie's reaction, Marilyn covered her mouth and smiled.

This kind of reaction of boys, at the University of Montpellier, she has long been accustomed to it.

"Hello, I'm sent by the Montpellier club to pick you up, you look smaller than in the photos." Marilyn smiled as she held out her hand.

Wen Jie hurriedly handed his hand out.

"You...... Hello ......"

Looking at the nervous big boy, Marilyn's silver bell-like voice rang again.

Suddenly, Marilyn asked, "Why do you just carry a bag?" What about luggage? ”

"When I was packing up, I found that I didn't have anything to bring with me, only some daily toiletries. Clothes and the like, our club should provide them, right? ”

"This ......"

For a while, Marilyn was speechless, he was too frugal!

He is from Paris Saint-Germain Club, and the information says that he is the future wealth of Paris Saint-Germain Club, so he should not be bad for money, right?

"Let's go, I'll take you to Mr. Nicholin now, but before you go, can you accompany me to Bar 8?"

"No problem." Wen Jie had a smile on his face.

On weekends, Bar 8 becomes a haven for Montpellier fans.

After all, the Amonçon Stadium can only accommodate more than 30,000 fans, while Montpellier has a population of several hundred thousand.

Fans who can't get into the stadium love to watch the game in the bar.

The owner of Bar 8, Clark, is a cousin of Nicolin, president of the Montpellier club.

As the so-called acquaintances are easy to do.

Every weekend, Bar 8 prepares fans with a large number of jerseys, scarves, sneakers and other prizes signed by the club's players.

Such a good benefit naturally attracted a lot of fans.

"Hey, Mary, why are you here?" It was a fat man in his forties, with curly hair, sitting at the bar, smoking a cigar and comfortably spitting out a smoke ring from his mouth.

"Mr. Clark, you know, I'm the captain of our cheerleading team, the new season is about to start, in order to mobilize the enthusiasm of my sisters, I want to get some sponsorship for the cheerleading team, so, hehe......"

Before Marilyn's words were finished, Clark said very generously:

"Mary, I have all the money you need."

Wen Jie on the side was dumbfounded.

What's going on? Don't even ask how much the sponsorship fee is, tsk, this Mr. Clark is too rich, it's really capricious.

"I know, Mr. Clark, you're the most generous."

Receiving the praise of the little beauty, Clark was very satisfied.

"Clark, you're too eccentric! Usually we have to go through a lot of tongues to get a free glass of wine, but before the little girl's words are finished, you have to sponsor them, it seems that the face of the beautiful woman is big. ”

At the wine table not far away, three or five big men sat at Clarke, all of whom laughed good-naturedly at Clark.

"Go, go, go! Ram, drink your bar, and the wine can't stop your mouth. ”

Lahm is a big fan of the Montpellier team.

Seeing Marilyn looking at him with an angry face, Ram quickly explained:

"Mary, hehe, you know, your Uncle Ram and I, were just joking."

Hearing Ram say this, the look on Marilyn's face was better.

Suddenly, they found Wen Jie, who had been standing behind Marilyn.

"Mary, is this boy standing behind you your new boyfriend?"

"Uncle Ram, what are you talking about, I just went to college, so I don't want to find a partner so early. This man is a player on loan from Paris Saint-Germain in our team, I heard that he is a talented player of Paris Saint-Germain, and we are counting on him for the promotion of our team in the new season. ”

Marilyn said with a flushed face.

What the!?

That's right! How is it possible that this thin little boy turned out to be a player on loan from Paris Saint-Germain?

Judging by his appearance, how could he be a professional footballer?

It's just a joke.

The team wants to be promoted from Ligue 2 to Ligue 1, relying on this little guy?

No kidding!

Suddenly, Ram laughed, "Haha, Mary, you're lying to me, aren't you?" Upgrade, rely on him? No kidding! ”

Looking at Ram who was laughing, Wen Jie felt that something had to be done at this time.