Ye Yifeng was exhausted.

I fell asleep not long after I got on the plane from Milan.

When I got off the plane, I was in a daze, because it was the second half of the night, and the team simply found a hotel to stay in as soon as they entered the city.

He went into the room and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he realized that he and Griezmann slept in the same room, one bed for each person.

After taking a shower, he picked up his phone and turned it on to look at it, and the inbox exploded.

All the numbers that could be saved in the address book sent him a message to congratulate him on winning the championship.

Inexplicably, there is also an unfamiliar number that sent a congratulatory message and signed it: Pep Guardiola.

Who knows if it's a spoof?

Among the coaches, Penafiel's former coach Miguel Rael, Ranieri, Dieter Black, and a number of well-connected assistant coaches.

A number of former teammates in Monaco and Wolfsburg also sent text messages.

He patiently replied one by one, and as for the family, it was very calm, anyway, they only needed to watch the news to know where they were.

At this time, Saul sent him a text message.

"Are you awake?"

Ye Yifeng called back directly.

Three minutes later, he went and opened the door.

Saul and Cork crept into the room.

The probe looked at Griezmann, who was still asleep in the bed.

"Are you two thieves or are you going to be flower thieves?"

Cork gestured to him quietly.

Saul pulled out a small saucer from his back that was held in the palm of his hand, with two spices on it.

Ye Yifeng frowned and said, "What are you doing with mustard and ketchup?" ”

Saul whispered something in Ye Yifeng's ear.

Ye Yifeng glanced at Griezmann, who was still sleeping on the bed, shook his head and said: "No, you guys are playing too much, if he is psychologically fragile, this shadow will accompany him for a lifetime, no, no!" ”

Saul and Cork were surprised, but they didn't expect Ye Yifeng to disagree.

Of course, Ye Yifeng disagreed.

He slept in the same room with Griezmann.

Saul and Cork had to spread mustard on Griezmann's chrysanthemums and spread some ketchup on the sheets to create the illusion that Griezmann had been walked through the back door.

This Nima is on the 17th floor, and if Griezmann is too stimulated to open the window and jump down, who will pull it in terms of his speed and coquettish running position?

10,000 steps back!

He accepted, he woke up, and who the was in charge of the rest of his life?

Saul and Cork had no choice but to give up.

Ye Yifeng had to warn them.

Play to play, make trouble.

Don't joke with Kikube!

It is estimated that it is because the mood of winning the championship is too high, that there is such a crazy tricky idea.

Saul retreated, intending to spread mustard and ketchup on Griezmann's face.

Hehe.

Invited Ye Yifeng to join, Ye Yifeng had just taken a shower and didn't want to get his hands dirty, so he shook his head and refused.

They had a great time, smiling and gently smearing ketchup and mustard on Griezmann's face.

When he finished painting, he proudly took a picture of Griezmann's big flower face with his mobile phone.

As soon as they turned around, their smiles froze.

Ye Yifeng was sitting on another bed and recording with his mobile phone.

"Hey!"

Saul was in a hurry.

Ye Yifeng put away his mobile phone calmly and said, "Don't think about it, I have evidence." ”

Ahh

Griezmann was probably irritated by the smell of mustard, and after sneezing a few times in succession, he opened his eyes, then rubbed his eyes, and this time he got the ketchup in his eyes!

Poof!

Screamed and fell to the ground!

"I can't see it! Ye Yifeng! What have you done to me? ”

Ye Yifeng had to step on his ass and said, "Don't look up, be careful to hit the cabinet, listen to my command, and don't move on your stomach." ”

He took a bottle of mineral water from the bedside table and handed it to him, saying, "Wash your eyes yourself, make small movements, and don't mess your eyes with mustard again." ”

Saul and Cork carefully retreated out of the room in unison as little as they could.

"Mustard?! You've gone too far! ”

"Wait until you can stand up and talk to me, and then talk about who's going too far."

Waiting for Griezmann to clean up the seasoning on his face, Ye Yifeng took out his mobile phone video to prove his innocence.

After reading it, Griezmann looked at Ye Yifeng suspiciously and asked, "Why didn't you stop them?" ”

Ye Yifeng replied as a matter of course: "Because I want to see the excitement." ”

"You!"

"Look, why are you targeting me? If I hadn't taken this video, wouldn't you believe what I say? If it weren't for me blocking them, you would be curled up in the corner of the bed and screaming with the quilt right now. ”

"Screaming? Why? ”

"Try what it's like to squeeze some wasabi into the chrysanthemum and see if it drives you crazy and makes you scream."

Griezmann swallowed, palpitating.

Those two bastards are so ruthless?

When he went to the restaurant to eat, Griezmann unceremoniously sneaked up directly in the back, squeezing a bag of salad dressing into the collars of Saul and Cork in one hand.

Saul and Cork turned back almost at the same time, and the last bit of it was squeezed into their faces.

The picture is too beautiful to look at directly.

The other teammates and coaches couldn't help but laugh, and many of them had obvious lewd smiles.

Griezmann, who was refreshed, was happy.

Saul and Kok were angry.

If there is a big trouble, they will definitely suffer.

Ye Yifeng watched it very happily from the sidelines.

Scold.

If you often walk the mountain road, you will encounter tigers.

It's too bad to be a man, and it's too bad to go into the ground early!

Deserve!

Pack your things, put on your backpack, and go downstairs to check out.

Ye Yifeng was holding the championship trophy in the hotel lobby, thinking that when he left the hotel for a while, he must hold the trophy handsomely with one hand, and his smile should match the good weather today.

But when he saw Carrasco playing with the championship medal, he frowned.

Medals?

yes, where's my medal?

He turned to Griezmann and asked.

"Did you see my medal in your room?"

Griezmann took out his medal from his pocket and hung it around his neck, shook his head and said: "Mine is here, I haven't seen you, don't try to rob me." ”

Ye Yifeng was sure that he didn't have a medal in his bag, and he remembered that the medal was still around his neck when he got on the plane in Milan last night!

This awakening, the medal is gone?

it!

It's a big deal!

La Liga doesn't give awards, and the Champions League winning medal is lost?

Dry again in vain?

He stood up, held the championship trophy, and hurriedly asked his teammates around.

Have you ever seen my championship medal?

It looks exactly like the one you play with in your hands, and it hangs around your neck!

Ye Yifeng was about to sweat, and as soon as he turned around, Assistant Coach Boggs held a medal in front of Ye Yifeng in his hand, and said softly: "Here, don't look for it." ”

Call!

Ye Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, it turned out that you picked it up, I thought someone stole it."

Boggs shrugged and said, "I picked it up, but it wasn't stolen, you threw it away yourself." ”

Ye Yifeng just hung the medal around his neck, was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled: "This joke is not funny at all." How could I possibly throw it away? ”

I'm not Mourinho, and besides, it's a winner's medal, so why am I throwing it?

Boggs sighed: "Yesterday on the plane, you took off the medal and threw it away not long after you fell asleep, I guess you felt uncomfortable on your neck." ”

Ye Yifeng was covered in cold sweat.

Fortunately, they were chartered planes, and fortunately, someone saw it and picked it up.

Otherwise, this wave of blood losses!

The check-out procedure was completed and the whole team left the hotel.

Before Ye Yifeng walked out of the hotel, he saw fans gathered outside, and the whole street was overcrowded.

When Ye Yifeng walked out of the hotel with a smile on his face holding the big ear cup with one hand, God wanted to go against him, and the light reflected by the sunlight through the trophy suddenly made him a little blinded!

Close your eyes forcefully and instinctively tilt your head to the other side.

He stopped and rubbed his eyes, Griezmann took the trophy from his hand, and when Ye Yifeng regained his eyesight and looked for his trophy again, he saw Griezmann put on his sunglasses and held the trophy high!

The crowd around them immediately raised their hands and cheered.

it!

Steal the show!

So professional!

Why the don't you go to Barcelona?

It wasn't until he boarded the bus that Ye Yifeng was picked up by his teammates with the Big Ear Cup, and he turned around to the fans and smiled again and lifted the trophy.

The cheers that erupted were even more deafening!

Ye Yifeng was immediately satisfied.

Get in the car and go home.

When he stepped into the house, Tang Mo rushed over happily, and a flying pounce hugged him, and Ye Yifeng was almost knocked out of the door.

Fortunately, I have a good waist and can stand!

Ye Jianhua and Tang Wenbin haven't gotten up yet.

Liu Qiaohong said helplessly to Ye Yifeng: "Your father and your Uncle Tang came back last night and drank a little more, and they didn't sleep until morning. ”

Ye Yifeng actually didn't understand what was good about drinking.

But I think it should be these two old men who are happy to be greedy.

Prospective mother-in-law Luo Qing was busy in the kitchen, Liu Qiaohong also went to help, Tang Mo pulled Ye Yifeng to sit down on the sofa, and then she knelt on the side and took out her mobile phone and made a report to Ye Yifeng in a colorful manner.

Spanish media, media from other European countries, UEFA, Asian media, Chinese media, AFC and other media or official comments on the Champions League final, the important thing is how to evaluate Ye Yifeng's performance.

Two shots and one pass have won the cup.

Don't mention Ye Yifeng, if you want to talk about Ye Yifeng's performance, it can definitely only be summed up in one word: praise!

Otherwise, it's just scolding!

The evaluation of the European media is relatively rational compared with the AFC and Chinese media, for example, it is okay to raise Ye Yifeng to the height of being able to challenge Ronaldo and Messi.

After all, a Champions League title is not enough to really match the two superstars who have won more league titles, top scorers, and Champions League titles.

But the AFC and the Chinese media have blown Ye Yifeng into a superman.

After hearing this, Ye Yifeng was dizzy, turned his head to look at Tang Mo, and asked, "It sounds like I've become the master of the world?" ”

Tang Mo's eyes flashed like stars, and he nodded hurriedly.

Ye Yifeng blinked and said, "Rub my shoulders for me." ”

Tang Mo hurriedly leaned over and rubbed his shoulders.

"Give me a thump on my legs."

She bent down again and thumped Ye Yifeng's leg.

Ye Yifeng tilted his head and said, "Come up, move yourself." ”

Tang Mo's face was suddenly flushed, he looked back at the kitchen, and when he turned his head back, he said with a charming expression: "Go back to the room." ”

Ye Yifeng exhaled.

The feeling of winning the championship.

Refreshing!