"Good morning, Mr. Ralph. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"It's you, Geng, good morning, ha, I haven't seen you in a long time. Are you going back to China? ”

At ten o'clock, Geng Ziyu appeared on the streets of the small town, and beside him, he was followed by a young man with a large bag, which was the "big health care" that Fan Bizhuang met in China. ”

Because the domestic newspaper had a task, Geng Ziyu returned to China some time ago, and after dealing with the affairs of the newspaper, Geng Ziyu returned to the Iberian Peninsula in a hurry, and at the same time, he also brought the assistant "Great Health Care" sent to him by the newspaper.

This trip back to China, Geng Ziyu can be said to have gained a lot, because he has been following and interviewing Fan Bizhuang, "Football Home" has obtained many exclusive news that domestic newspapers and periodicals do not have, which makes the sales of "Football Home" continue to rise in China, and its influence among Chinese fans is also increasing, and even the old "Football Weekly" and "Sports Weekly" have been suppressed by them.

In recognition of Geng Ziyu's great contribution to the newspaper, "Football House" not only gave him a salary increase, but also granted him a large bonus, and at the same time, his position was also rising, that is, he was promoted - he was previously a resident correspondent in Spain, and now he has the title of "European amateur head" on his head.

Because he wants to follow Fan Bizhuang all the time, his base camp can only be fixed in Spain, but this name is countless times louder than before, where can a country and a continent be compared?

Geng Ziyu had a sense of surprise that he turned over as a serf and sang, and since then he has walked to the pinnacle of life.

"Follow Fan Ye to have meat to eat!"

Geng Ziyu sighed like this, returned to the familiar town, breathed the air mixed with the sea breeze, Geng Ziyu felt that life was so beautiful.

Of course, he has not forgotten to follow his assistant as a senior and a person who has come before.

"Great health, this is Villarreal. Ha, don't look at the area here, but there is nothing missing, the people in the small town are like a family, everyone is very good to each other, and they are also very welcoming, here, you will feel a different warmth. ”

"Fan Ye lives in such a city, and his mood is always happy, which is also an important reason why he can perform well on the green field."

"Ha, I've been following Fan Ye, and now I'm a celebrity in this small city. Everyone knows me, and no matter where I go, someone will greet me affectionately, and this feeling of being watched is really enjoyable! ”

"Welcoming, friendly, warm, that's what I think of the people in the town, trust me, you'll feel it soon too, you'll feel at home."

The first time to go abroad is very new to everything around him, curious to look around, in the face of the seniors' "experience", nodding from time to time, and with fiery eyes to the seniors to show respect.

Sure enough, a middle-aged man on a bicycle passed by, it was Mr. Ralph, a postman from the town, Geng Ziyu naturally waved to greet him, and Ralph also stopped the car and responded with a smile.

After chatting for a few words, Geng Ziyu suddenly expressed the doubts in his heart in surprise: "Mr. Ralph, your hair?" ”

Ralph touched the bare door of his head, which lit up in the sunlight. He smiled and said, "Ha, don't look at my age, but I still have the passionate heart of a young man." I'm very good at keeping up with the trend, ha, Geng, what do you think of my new look? ”

"Uh, good...... Pretty! ”

Geng Ziyu praised "against his will", but he was complaining endlessly in his heart, there was not even a hair on his head, what kind of hairstyle was it? Isn't it just a bald head? Khan, Mr. Ralph, how confident are you in your looks? Don't you find that when you look in the mirror, the horizontal flesh on your face and a bald head are very vicious? Aren't you scared by yourself in the mirror?

Obviously, Mr. Ralph did not have such self-consciousness, he touched his bald head again with satisfaction, put his feet on the bicycle pedals, and prepared to leave, "Thank you for the compliment, you are very discerning, Geng." Ha, in fact, my friends all say that my new look is very good, and I am also very satisfied, haha, goodbye, Geng, I wish you a nice day. ”

"You too, Mr. Ralph."

Mr. Ralph stepped away, and the big health care came over and said softly: "This Mr. Ralph is indeed very enthusiastic, but, Brother Geng, why can't I feel the warmth from him, he looks so scary!" ”

"Ahem...... Don't talk nonsense. Geng Ziyu glanced sideways, "Mr. Ralph may be very average-looking, but he is a very enthusiastic person, and the people of the small town respect him very much. Merely...... Well, maybe it was a whim that made him come up with something different...... Well, let's styling! ”

"Oh, that's right." Da Health nodded as if he didn't understand, and then stretched out his hand and pointed at the surrounding vendors and passers-by, "What about them?" ”

Geng Ziyu looked up, almost didn't give a direct circle, at a glance, the pedestrians around him were all with bright bald heads, like light bulbs, flashing silver in the sun.

"Mr. El? Uncle Luther? Sheriff Lloyd......"

There are a lot of familiar faces on the street, but it doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that no matter whether you know or don't know, they all walk around with bright heads, and everyone still has a smug smile on their faces.

Geng Ziyu is going crazy, he hasn't been away from the town for a long time, how can such a huge change happen here in a blink of an eye? Is...... Am I in the wrong place? This isn't actually Villarreal? Or maybe I have traveled through a country called "Bald Country"?

Geng Ziyu was messy in the wind, and the big health care was also a frightened look of being blinded: "When I was in China, I heard that people in Europe and the United States were crazy and chaotic, what kind of black hands did the United States have... dang, there are also gangsters in Italy, and there are a lot of gangsters in Britain and France, but I haven't heard of any kongbu organization in Spain, what is this, bald dang......"

Pedestrians laughed and greeted each other in the streets, some touched their bare heads and kept showing off, some showed off their muscles while posing, and some even hugged each other and kissed each other's bald heads......

What a garbled word?

There are acquaintances, they have already seen Geng Ziyu standing on the side of the street, most people in the town are no strangers to this loyal follower of "His Majesty the King", and in an instant, someone came over to greet him with a smile.

It's just such a smile, coupled with a bare and dignified head, how to look at it, how mad.

"Ha, Geng!"

"Oooh, isn't this Mr. Reporter? Ha, it's been a long time! ”

"I have a question for you, Geng, why do you still have hair on your head? Aren't you Fan's exclusive reporter? Wouldn't you want to keep up with your boss? ”

"I think maybe Mr. Leices' business is too good to find a place, right? It's okay, Geng, I have scissors here, I can lend them to you! ”

"That's right, I also have scissors, and I'm pretty good at it, would you like to try it with your friends?"

Pedestrians laughed, and some roadside vendors took out scissors and knives and waved them at the two of them, looking excited to try their hand.

Geng Ziyu was frightened, especially the sharp crossing flashing with a strange brilliance under the sunlight, which gave him the illusion that his head was going to hit the ground in the next moment.

"Crazy! It's all crazy! The people of this city, all crazy! ”

Without saying a word, Geng Ziyu turned around, grabbed the big health care who was still in a daze, and fled in a panic.

"Brother Geng, is this what you said that the people here are very welcoming? Friendly? Is this really reliable? ”

"It's really full of bald heads! Brother Geng, this is really not a monk country? ”

Da Health "complained" vigorously while running, and in return Geng Ziyu yelled more helplessly than him.

"Who knows what's going on? I'm so sad! Really, hurry up and run first, and talk about it when you find Fan Ye! ”

………………………………………………………………………………………………………

At this moment, Fan Bizhuang has just returned to his home from a café in Xiaocheng, and with him, there are Cazorla, Fran and other teammates.

Since the end of the game with the Celtics, Fan Bizhuang has completely "slandered" Cazorla, anyway, this guy is a rich man, he eats and drinks, and it can be regarded as making an outstanding contribution to the great cause of fighting landlords.

Of course, Fan Bizhuang is not an unreasonable person, he firmly believes that there is a back and forth, and the exchange of gifts is the way to make friends. So after leading a ticket of teammates to rub a free coffee and pastries, he took his teammates back to his residence.

At this time, several teammates sat nervously on the sofa in the living room, looking suspiciously at Nihat who was standing on the other side. Rosie.

"Don't worry, although it's my first time, Fan Ke has handed over all the skills to me, and I have mastered all the essentials, just close my eyes, after a few minutes, and when I open my eyes again, you will find that the world is extraordinarily beautiful!" Nihat held a knife in his left hand, touched his shiny bald head with his right hand, and smiled very confidently, "Guys, this is a gift from Fan, ha, enjoy!" ”

Rossi shrugged his head and looked at the sharp knife, feeling very unconfident, or rather, he had no confidence in Nihat's skills, and he said leisurely: "Kach, you have to be careful, although I promised to be the first to play, but ...... Well, please be gentle with my head. ”

Nihart let out a weird laugh, which made Rossi feel creepy.

Fan Bizhuang waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, Kach, let's start with Giuseppe first!" ”

"No problem, leave it to me! I've been practicing with watermelon countless times in the past two days, and I guarantee that the bosses are full of praise for my craftsmanship! ”

Nihat agreed, and with a swing of his knife in his left hand, he scraped the brown hair from Rossi's head.

"Watermelon?"

Rosie was so frightened that she dared to treat Nihat, the bastard, with his head like a watermelon.

"I'm so stupid, why would I agree to be the first to play, really...... Alas, the matter has come to this, and I only hope that Cacher's men will show mercy! ”

Groaning in his heart, Rosie closed his eyes in resignation.