I saw that there were more than 200 Taishan fans at the airport hall pick-up gate, all wearing uniform cheering uniforms, and pulling a few banners and slogans, looking very excited.

Gao Yuan was taken aback, and immediately remembered that a few days ago in the Tieba forum, someone called for a demonstration at the door of the club, this TM can't be the location changed to the airport!

Will they prepare rotten cabbage leaves and rotten eggs, and as soon as foreign aid appears, they will be ready to smash it immediately!

At this moment, Gao Yuan saw that there was a familiar shadow among the fans, with a square head and a big face and five short materials, who was not his cheap cousin Li Daquan!

"Li Daquan!" Gao Yuan shouted.

Li Daquan was busy directing his subordinates to stand, line up, and pull banners, and he was sweating profusely, and when he heard someone shouting to him, he turned back impatiently and said, "Who?" I didn't see it and was busy····· Oops, big nephew! ”

A fat face immediately smiled, bright like a flower. A trot, bumpy run. grabbed Gao Yuan's hand and shouted, "Look, my nephew!" Coach of Tarzan Club! Come on, don't let him run! ”

Gao Yuan's head was full of black lines, and with a flying kick, he kicked his big fat stock, and scolded: "Shut up!" What are you shouting about? Who you are pro nephew! Table's! No, it doesn't count as a watch, and it can't be hit with eight poles! ”

When Yan Ruyu saw Li Daquan, she didn't hide her marked cold disgust with God, and said to Gao Yuan: "Let's go first, hurry up!" ”

After speaking, he led people into the VIP channel.

When the others heard that Gao Yuan belonged to the club, they all came up one after another. Babbling asked:

"Li Daquan, you really have relatives in the club!"

"Did you guys come from the club to pick you up?"

"What time does Moisés' plane arrive?"

"Aren't you the assistant coach? What's it called? High ····· Oh, yes, lofty! ”

"You led the team to a big win over DT Johor last time, well done! Keep it up! ”

"Is it Li Xiaopeng who won't let Vermaelen be introduced?"

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Gao Yuan was watched by a large number of people like a monkey, so he was so embarrassed that he hurriedly grabbed Li Daquan, squeezed out of the crowd, and said in his mouth: "I'm sorry, I still have official business, I borrowed it!" ”

finally got rid of the entanglement, and Gao Yuan carried Li Daquan to a secluded corner. He asked, "What are you doing here?" And with so many people! ”

Li Daquan smiled brightly, "Pick up the airport!" For Ludong's famous fan leader, new foreign aid comes, of course I have to be there as soon as possible! Nephew, you see this battle is not small, half of them are organized by me! Hehe, you have to make the foreign players feel at home!"

Gao Yuan's mind was full of black lines: "Pick up the plane, I think you are going to hijack the plane!" Foreign aid has just been on a plane for more than 40 hours, and you are still making trouble here! Hurry up and disperse! Hey, by the way, aren't you the self-proclaimed vice president of Spring City Saturday? Why do you still hold on to all this? ”

Li Daquan was still a little proud: "I am the vice president, but I am also the leader of the fans!" The sign of the famous fan leader can't be poured, and I still point to this name to eat! The new foreign aid pick-up is just a great opportunity for me to show my face, pull the banner, ask for an autograph, take a few more photos, get some videos and send them to the Internet, and live together! For a celebrity like me, it's very necessary to maintain enough exposure! ”

Gao Yuan felt that his head was a little big, and he didn't bother to care about him anymore. just asked uneasily: "I see that online fans are very dissatisfied with the introduction of this foreign aid, so many people are blocked in the airport hall, there will be no chaos!" ”

"Oh, don't worry, they're all keyboard warriors, noisy on the Internet, I'm really going to meet, and I'm all cowardly called Dad! However, the club too, don't let go of the good Vermaelen, get Moisés, affect my business! ”

Li Daquan's business is to make money from fans, and Vermaelen's autograph is much more expensive than the little-known Moises, and when it comes to this, he still has a little grudge.

Gao Yuan slapped him on the back of the head and scolded: "Less nonsense! Moises is what I brought in! ”

"What?" The expression on Li Daquan's face gradually turned from confusion to surprise, "Big nephew! You're awesome! You can even influence such a big thing as recruitment! This status is soaring in the club! I've long seen that you're not simple, and you're promising! Hehe, my cousin will rely on you in this life! ”

Gao Yuan felt that he couldn't talk to this old guy anymore.

"Great nephew, don't worry! Whoever dares to hack Lao Mo in the future, my cousin, I will cut him! I know that those black club black Li Xiaopeng's sailors are all the general's gang! Later I scolded them online! Li Daquan patted his chest and swore solemnly.

Gao Yuan wondered: "What is the benefit of them working overtime every day to work hard in the black club and scold Li for guidance?" ”

"Of course there are benefits! Maintain exposure, advertise yourself as an opinion leader, on the one hand, open your own fan association and cheat fans of their money; On the other hand, they want to blackmail the club and ask for more benefits from the club! Li Daquan snorted angrily.

Of course, Gao Yuan knows that the club's annual budget has a public relations maintenance fund, of which a large amount of funds are allocated to major fan organizations, and regularly pay benefits to the presidents of these fan associations, organize tours, and so on. As a result, there is a habit of going wrong, and some fan associations have realized the truth that "crying children have to drink", and the more money they give, the more energetic they are.

Of course, Li Daquan is not a good bird, the reason why he seems indignant is not because the cake is so big, and he is not enough to eat if he is divided by others!

Gao Yuan saw Yan Ruyu appear at the entrance of the VIP passage at this time, and looked at him coldly, but her temperament was like a cold and arrogant Yingxue Hanmei.

"Okay, I won't talk to you! Be careful, don't make a mess for a while! Gao Yuan said another word, threw down Li Daquan and hurriedly ran to the VIP channel.

Moisés' flight arrived half an hour late, and when Gao Yuan, Yan Ruyu and other club members picked up Moisés, the Brazilian iron man was already exhausted.

After a brief handshake, a female staff member of the administration department presented Moises with a bouquet of flowers, and then the group walked out of the aisle to prepare for the ride back to the base.

But as soon as the group walked out of the passage, a white light flashed in front of them, and everyone couldn't open their eyes. Then there was the cheers and shouts of a group of people, some shouting Moises' name, some shouting "look at the camera", some shouting "give me an autograph", some shouting "take a group photo", and some shouting "big brother, do you live in a hotel, there are special services·····

It was noisy, chaotic and unorderly.

Moisés, who had been on the streets of Rio Nero, was startled, thinking that he had just arrived in China and was fighting with gangsters, so he subconsciously wanted to find a cover to hide. After seeing that it was a group of crazy Chinese fans, I breathed a sigh of relief.

At the beginning, Moises was still a little moved in his heart, thinking that China was a fast football desert, but he didn't expect the fans to return it, it doesn't look worse than the Brazilian fans!

However, he was not happy for long, and soon realized that things were not simple. The fans here are very different from the Brazilian fans.

As soon as he took two steps, he didn't know who had a wreath around his neck, and then the flowers in his hand were taken away by someone, and then a new bouquet of flowers was stuffed in, but it seemed that the fans of the other organization were very dissatisfied with being preemptively presented flowers, and stuffed their own flowers into Moises's arms, and after a while, Moises held several bouquets of flowers in his arms.

This is not the end, more people stopped his steps, took out various models of mobile phones to take selfies with him, and did not turn off the flash, taking pictures of him dizzy.

Others stuffed jerseys, notebooks, soccer balls and other objects into his arms and asked him to sign them, but no one gave him a pen. Fortunately, the club staff who accompanied him were prepared and handed him a pen so that he could sign his name.

But the guys who asked for autographs obviously didn't have the habit of coming first and then coming to line up, and they didn't know who the signed jerseys and notebooks were, so they were snatched away, and he even saw several fans wearing different cheering uniforms fighting on the side!

Rao Moises is a man who has been on the streets of Rio and is known as a Brazilian iron man, and he is not taken aback by the fierce people on the other side of the world, and even has the urge to buy a ticket and flee back to Brazil now.

Fortunately, several staff members of the club who came to pick him up helped him, helping him block the onslaught of crazy fans while escorting him out quickly. The young person in charge was still shouting Chinese words that he didn't understand, as if he was calling someone's name.

The one who shouts is lofty. Gao Yuan saw that the scene was a mess, and he was worried about some mass stampede. If the Brazilian foreign aid was trampled to death by the fans as soon as he got off the plane, it would be an international joke, and it is estimated that the transfer fee will not be refunded by the Brazilians.

So he hurriedly greeted the rest of the club who were already dumbfounded, hurriedly escorted Moises to run, and then did not forget to call Li Daquan loudly.

"Li Daquan, don't you fucking say that you can't tell the mess! Hurry up and get your people gone! ”

Li Daquan has also been squeezed out of the circle, and gave Gao Yuan an extremely embarrassed smile, shouting and answering, "Big nephew, there are seven or eight fan organizations here today, and I can't control others!" ”

Finally, after a fierce battle, the group squeezed into the club's car to pick up the airport, all of them were sweating profusely, and Moisés, who was already very tired, looked even more haggard.

It took a long time for Moises to squeeze out a smile that was not much better than crying, and said in English: "You Chinese are crazy!" ”

Gao Yuan smiled slightly, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and replied, "tcrazyisChinesefootball."

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