"Why are you all here?"

Chen Yufeng smiled, looked at Vardy, and joked: "Haven't you been eliminated a long time ago?" Didn't get a ticket back to the UK? ”

"What words? What words? Vardy suddenly grimaced, "I wouldn't have come if I had known I wouldn't be here." ”

"Hahaha."

Chen Yufeng smiled and turned his head to Shinji Okazaki, saying the same; "Why are you here too?"

"We're good brothers at Leicester, and last season we combined for 25 goals and 20 assists, so I've got it." Shinji Okazaki patted his chest and looked like a stinky fart.

His answer made the whole conference room laugh, and everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Then, everyone took their seats and began to cut and divide the cake excitedly.

"I'm usually very self-disciplined, and I have to think about my skin, so I don't eat desserts."

Lukaku experienced that small setback not long ago, and at this time he seems to attach great importance to his appearance, "But who let Yufeng celebrate his birthday today, let's make an exception." ”

"Let's die." Hazard smiled and patted Lukaku's head on the side, as if he couldn't take it anymore, "You have a fart skin." ”

"How's that, impressed? My brother. Mahrez walked up to Chen Yufeng's side and asked with righteousness: "All this is my idea, the Belgian team I contacted." ”

"Touched by a yarn." Chen Yufeng replied with a smile, but his heart was still warm.

Next, everyone began to sit together and divide the cake, and in the end everyone had a small piece in their hands.

"Alright, don't rush to grab the cake, let's light a candle for this old fellow."

As the only woman in the audience, and as a world-renowned actress, Taylor Swift's appeal is still very useful.

After she finished shouting, Vardy and others lit candles for Chen Yufeng.

They specially left a piece of cake uncut, just for the final wishing session.

"Candles don't seem to be enough, this guy is too old and needs thirty-one candles." Mahrez laughed as he lit the candle.

"For the sake of our heart, we will help the team score more penalties next season." Vardy shook his head beside him.

"yes, give me a few more assists and let me experience the feeling of scoring a double-double." Shinji Okazaki bared his big white teeth.

Not long after, everyone ordered the cake and stood in a circle around Chen Yufeng, waiting for Chen Yufeng to make a wish.

Chen Yufeng came to the cake with a smile, his face was full of happiness, and then he held his hand and closed his eyes.

I think it's a bit naïve, but if a bunch of big men are all gathered around and working together on this thing, then it won't be.

A man is a teenager until he dies.

The applause and happy birthday song sounded again, Chen Yufeng took a deep breath and officially entered the wishing session.

He didn't make a wish for the first time, but remembered his last birthday.

If I'm not mistaken, my thirtieth birthday was spent in Tottenham's manager's office.

At that time, he happened to receive a call from Pochettino asking him to go to the office to discuss the matter, and then he was told that he would not renew his contract.

At that time, Chen Yufeng's heart was gloomy, and he knew that his football road might not be able to go on anymore.

However, from the beginning of this year to the present, looking back, I have really come a long way.

Whether it's the shocking shot on his debut, or the sense of accomplishment when he scored and assisted, or the League Cup, the Premier League, and now the European Championship to the semi-finals......

Step by step, he couldn't remember some of the details.

It's actually something that a lot of top players have been going through since they were kids, and he only started to experience it for the first time when he was thirty years old, and everything is new.

It sounds a bit ridiculous and generous, but it gives Chen Yufeng a different feeling, which only stimulates his pursuit of higher goals.

This is only the first year, the first year of starting, and this has already been achieved.

And what about the future?

What else will he gain?

Chen Yufeng probably knew that he would retire with a dazzling array of trophies and souvenirs.

If he was to choose, he would like to see the Champions League, the World Cup, the European Championship that players dream of, including the best players in all competitions.

"Most people make one wish, I'm different, so I'll make three wishes."

Chen Yufeng closed his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "My first wish is that my father and I will not encounter any accidents and complete all the journeys well." ”

"As for the second wish, hopefully we can win this tournament and become the king of Europe."

"Third ......"

Chen Yufeng's expression became firm, and he said what he had been thinking all along: "I hope I can get all the awards." ”

He hopes that when someone introduces him in the future, he will say that very pretending to be a very fulfilling introduction.

Introducing this player, it's simple, he's won, all the awards.

Of course, football is not like the film and television industry or other circles, only a simple set of award institutions.

There are so many influential leagues here, there are so many cup competitions that it's impossible for a player to take them all.

Chen Yufeng said that the meaning is actually very simple, that is, the ones that have always been known as the winners of football Grand Slams.

Champions League, World Cup, League Championships, Cup Winners, Ballon d'Or, Team of the Year, etc.

It's all, but it's not really all.

"Hoo ......"

Soon, Chen Yufeng, who had made a wish, blew out the candle in one go, and then Wilmots turned on the lights in time, and everyone sat around and ate the birthday cake.

Birthdays, always.

For athletes like them, they can't choose to celebrate their birthday with a big drink with their friends and get drunk.

But they can imitate small children and have a childish but impressive cake party.

"What wishes?"

Taylor Swift walked up and asked with a smile.

"Of course not." Chen Yufeng said with a smile while eating the cake.

Today's birthday, then he will make an exception and eat dessert once.

"I guess there's definitely going to be a European Cup." Taylor Swift raised an eyebrow, then smiled, "But I can pretend not to know, and wish you success." ”

"Hahaha......"

Chen Yufeng laughed, thinking that this well-known singer is sometimes quite cute in private.

"If you do win, be sure to invite me on the day of the celebration, and I can even sing you any song you want to hear." Taylor smiled again, picked up the cake in his hand, and ate it.

The two of them have exchanged contact information since that day, and they have actually been in touch for the past few days, but Chen Yufeng didn't expect her to come here.

"If there is a day, it will." Chen Yufeng nodded.

At this moment, Mr. Wilmots came up from the front and said with a smile: "I would love to sing a song to everyone, but I feel a little embarrassed by the presence of Miss Taylor." ”

"It's like you playing snooker in front of O'Sullivan, fighting with others in front of Connor, and showing off your car skills in front of Marquis, hahaha." Wilmots was very humorous and gave three examples in a row.

"Of course it doesn't matter, whoever doesn't usually shout at home, I won't always be in that tone." Taylor Swift hurriedly put down the cake and said, and looked expectant.

Chen Yufeng also gave Wilmots a thumbs up as a sign of encouragement.

Soon, a voice that is difficult to describe sounded in the conference room.

How to put this, if you listen very carefully, you can probably barely hear it, it seems to be singing......

Or rather, singing?

"Hahahahaha......"

There was a burst of laughter, and everyone clapped their hands and looked at Wilmots.

After the shooting, Wilmots's sense of confidence became stronger and stronger, and he even began to twist his body and dance again.

“Hei！ Hei！ Hei！ ”

This led to more people joining in, such as Lukaku and Benteke, who all joined the ranks and began to sing and dance.

"Mr. Ranieri, you are with you!" Vardy egged him aside.

Ranieri originally wanted to maintain his cold personality, but seeing that everyone seemed to be happy, he hesitated for a while and joined in.

The Leicester players are well integrated with the Belgian players at the moment.

They knew each other because of Chen Yufeng, and they danced together because of Chen Yufeng at the moment.

A big cake party starts here, and every now and then there is a "popping" sound and someone slaps the cake in the face of the others.

"Ahh

A scream rang out shortly after, and everyone looked back to see Lukaku's face smashed with a piece of cake, "My face! ”

"It's still beautiful, hahaha, I can't use words!"

"Wake up Lukaku!"

There was a burst of laughter, and everyone seemed to be happy.

"It would be nice if Morgan was here."

Chen Yufeng looked at everyone and couldn't help but sigh: "He must be a good dance partner with Lukaku." ”

"Do you want to dance?" Taylor Swift looked at Chen Yufeng, tilted his head and asked, "The two of us may also be good dance partners." ”

"Not today."

Chen Yufeng shook his head and smiled, and continued: "If I can, I want to save this opportunity for the celebration of winning the championship." ”

"So confident?"

Taylor Swift smiled, squeezed his nose and said, "Then I'm expecting you to really win that trophy, I'll wait." ”

"Okay." Chen Yufeng raised his eyebrows and replied, adding a small agreement for the two.

"Can I make an exception for some alcohol that day?" Taylor asked with a smile again.

"Of course you can, it's not a poison, it's a good way to vent your emotions." Chen Yufeng agreed.

"There are other ways to vent your emotions."

"Anything else."

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ps: Chen is here for a year, how about everyone wishing him a happy birthday with a monthly ticket (bad laugh), there will be two or three years in the future, a small special feature of this book. The book is not popular, but the starting point is, we have been here!

(End of chapter)