On November 4, Chen Yufeng traveled to London, accompanied by Mahrez and Odegaard.

After the last game, he received the news of the invitation to the charity match, and he readily agreed.

This kind of competition, which is also a public welfare exhibition match, has no intensity, and after running for twenty or thirty minutes to warm up, it is basically replaced.

The main thing is to attend some activities, conduct some fan meetings, sign autographs, and take group photos.

Spending time in London with your team-mates is also a good pastime.

"Is the charity tournament matchup list out? Who will there be? ”

Mahrez was a little curious and a little complaining, "Why only invite you and not us?" ”

"Maybe the captain has more influence, a strong contender for the Ballon d'Or." Odegaard followed alongside and patted Chen Yufeng's ass.

"If you can't speak, don't talk, and I'm also a favorite for this year's Golden Globe Awards." Mahrez scolded, somewhat unconvinced.

"Is your popular candidate compare with the popularity of the captain?" Odegaard said with a poking sneer.

Mahrez: "......"

Well, it's really not comparable.

It sounds like a hit, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is impossible for him to win the award, and Chen Yufeng is at least fifty percent sure.

After a while in London, they walked into a Dior store and wanted to buy some clothes.

Along the way, people kept coming from the side, and after occupying a reasonable position, picking up the phone was a selfie.

Make yourself appear in the main perspective of the camera, so that the three figures are behind.

Some were too embarrassed to come up and talk to the three stars, while others didn't want to disturb the players' daily lives during the break.

Anyway, it's to commemorate seeing these three players, just take a picture while they walk by.

"I forgot to fix my beard when I came out today, which disappointed my fans, and they could have seen me more handsome."

Mahrez touched his beard, he deliberately wanted to look more mature.

"Wake up, they're here to see the captain." Odegaard spoke out again.

"I said, you little, why are you so unhappy?" Mahrez immediately grabbed Odegaard by the neck, and the latter immediately begged for mercy.

The three of them continued to walk forward, sometimes touching this with curiosity, sometimes looking at that with curiosity, as if they had just walked from the county town into the city.

However, their three faces are placed there, and there is a plus sign in the middle, how can they all be close to 50 million euros of annual income, and no one will think that they are dirt buns.

What is it called?

This is called Pingyi Approach.

"There's someone taking pictures over there." Odegaard pointed ahead, a little funny.

Following his fingers, there were two girls with Asian faces, as if they were indeed taking pictures against the background of a Christmas tree.

The three of them suddenly walked over and stood behind the girl in pink who was carrying a bag and poss, making a grimace.

The girl in pink didn't notice it, but the best friend who was taking pictures of her covered her mouth in shock, as if she had seen something shocking.

"What's wrong?"

The girl in pink spoke Japanese and had a very sweet voice, as if she had come to London for a tourist.

"Behind you." Her best friend cautiously pointed behind her, but Chen Yufeng had already left here after the three of them posed for a group photo with grimaces.

The girl in pink turned her head and could only see the back of Sandao leaving.

She seemed to have guessed what the three of them had just done, and covered her mouth a little shyly, "Are they taking pictures with me?" ”

"Yes, do you know who they are?"

The best friend still looked shocked, "Shet, if you live in the UK like me, you know how rare that scene just now is." ”

"Who?"

The girl in pink was interested, and her eyes showed curiosity.

"Chen Yufeng, Mahrez, Odegaard."

The girlfriend often watched the game at a glance, and accurately said the names of the three people, "These are all hot football superstars in the world today." ”

The girl in pink covered her mouth again and looked at the backs of the three of them, "I seem to have heard of Chen Yufeng, and he is also very popular in Japan." ”

"That's the one, the one who wears Puma." The girlfriend pointed to the backs of the three.

A local British person next to him saw this scene and shook his head and said, "What two lucky guys." ”

"The combined worth of those three people is definitely more than 100 million euros, even when converted into pounds."

"Perhaps, after the end of this season, Chen Yufeng's worth will reach 100 million, which is incredible for a person who is about to be thirty-two years old."

"Ah......h ”

"Of course, the video I just recorded, I must have filmed it, didn't you say that you will edit the video after recording it?"

"yes......"

There is no doubt that there are two more die-hard fans of Leicester City and Chen Yufeng in the world.

Although the two did not have the courage to go up and ask the three for autographs and contact information, they would always remember this moment.

Looking at the backs of the three of them fighting, something appeared in their hearts.

How many goals should have been scored in those legs......

How many times have your ears enjoyed the cheers of the fans, and how many of your bodies have touched the most important stars?

"I also want to be hit by Yufeng on ......the back," the girl in pink bowed her head and said a lustful word.

The best friend next to him didn't laugh, but nodded, "Who wouldn't want to?" It's a pity that this treatment may only be enjoyed by Taylor Swift. ”

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At half past one in the afternoon, Mahrez and Odegaard accompanied Chen Yufeng to the outside of Wembley Stadium.

Since it is a public welfare game, the support of the fans is also very strong, and you can watch a legendary exhibition match while donating money, what's wrong with that?

Wembley Stadium is not always open, and it is too difficult to grab tickets in normal times, either a final or a national team match, and you can't squeeze into it at all.

At this time, it's a good time to come and experience this historic course.

Not to mention, those who donated the most money today also had the opportunity to sign autographs and have dinner with many legendary football stars.

As a result, the stadium was packed early on, and everyone was waiting for the players to enter.

In the tunnel of the players, Chen Yufeng and Odegaard Mahrez walked side by side towards the front, and they were all too familiar with this place.

Two races at Wembley helped them win two trophies.

All the memories here are beautiful.

"Who is hosting this competition, and how does it feel like child's play?"

Mahrez walked for a while, a little dissatisfied; "Don't you think Yufeng? Why didn't anyone come out to pick us up? ”

"I know I'm going to the away dressing room, I don't know much about anything else."

Chen Yufeng really didn't know anything, and he didn't even observe his teammates today.

There is too little free time during the schedule, and when he is free, he wants to leave everything about his work behind and have a good rest and relaxation.

Anyway, it was an exhibition match, and he didn't need to prepare anything.

"Alright, then we'll go to the VIP room first."

Mahrez and Odegaard accompanied Chen Yufeng to the door of the dressing room, and then walked towards another fork in the door to the viewing area.

Chen Yufeng nodded and went to the visiting team's locker room.

After taking two steps, he gradually felt that something was wrong, because he remembered the reporter who had first informed him of the news, and there was a wicked smile on his face.

"I'll know if I knew about it, so let's play first."

Chen Yufeng muttered, and before walking into the locker room, he saw a reporter waving to him next to him.

He walked over and stood next to the reporter.

"Mr. Yufeng, what is it like to play with these retired legends?" The reporter stuffed the microphone into Chen Yufeng's mouth.

"Passer?"

Chen Yufeng was stunned for a moment, and soon knew everything and thought about some things clearly.

Feelings: This game is not a public welfare game for active players at all, it is for retired players?

What does that mean by inviting him?

Think he's old and fits?

Chen Yufeng felt insulted.

"Yes, it's been a pleasure to play with them and I'm enjoying the exhibition game today."

Chen Yufeng replied with a smile, pretending to know it a long time ago.

"Do you feel uncomfortable? Playing with a group of players who have been retired for a long time, because we all know that you are the only active guest today. The reporter continued to ask.

"No, this is a public welfare competition in itself, and it is also a performance, we are doing a good deed together, how can there be discomfort."

Chen Yufeng showed an oozing smile, as if he had been forced out.

Not long after, he was wearing clothes engraved with the word 'veteran' and standing in front of the players' tunnel.

Looking to both sides, he was surrounded by a group of pot-bellied old men about sixty years old.

Among them, he really didn't know many people, and when he watched the game, these people might have retired.

“Ohhhhhhhh……！” Immediately afterwards, Chen Yufeng appeared in the cheers of the crowd.

He had a very strange feeling, and even thought that he should put on some beards and dress up older.

Otherwise, how can it be a little out of place?

engaged in public welfare, endured it......

The game then started, and the slow pace and boring atmosphere made Chen Yufeng eager to find a crack to drill down at all times.

Whenever he takes the ball and prepares to break through the inertia, he will think about whether this is too bullying, even if it passes, it seems that he is a little unmartial, so he can only pull the ball and pass the ball back.

He's playing hard.

"Hahahaha......" In the VIP stands, the laughter of Mahrez and Odegaard continued to sound.

Seeing Chen Yufeng, who is dominating the Premier League and the Champions League, and ranking in the top three in terms of impact among the active players, is here to accompany this group of old men to play, they all can't help but laugh.

"The number ten of the white team, will he play football, keep passing back and passing, and won't break through?"

Mahrez was addicted to the stands, "The passing is also weak, are you afraid that your teammates will not be able to receive the ball?" ”

"Please, do you believe in team friendliness? Boldly unleash your Full Moon Scimitar and let them leap to the top to score! ”

"Passing back again, call me the agent who rules over him, he won't have to play in the Premier League Seniors next season! Give him to me to run the veteran team that will go to the Bundesliga! ”

"Yes, immediately, immediately! I want this player with no technical characteristics to leave the field! ”

"See what he has? He has nothing! ”

'He doesn't deserve to play at Wembley! Wembley is the place to win titles, not to mess around! ”

Today's Mahrez is undoubtedly the coolest day since he met Chen Yufeng.

He was like the coach and owner of this veteran team, expressing his dissatisfaction with Chen Yufeng's performance in the stands.

Odegaard was smiling and clapping for Mahrez.

After a half-time, Chen Yufeng was replaced by a former English top-flight player named Kant, and it was finally the end of his own painful and sinful 45 minutes.

After the game, Chen Yufeng hurriedly escaped from the locker room and did not stay long.

Everyone is talking about things from a long time ago, wars, history, reforms, etc., in short, they are talking about their time.

Maybe when he gets old, he will sit in the locker room with Mahrez and others and chat about the years of development.

But now, as an active player, he still can't fit into that circle.

At 3pm, after the star meeting, Chen Yufeng came out of Wembley Stadium and reunited with Riyad Mahrez Odegaard.

"Hahahahaha......" Mahrez and Odegaard pointed to Chen Yufeng, who was constipated, and laughed heartily.

The two walked around Chen Yufeng constantly, sometimes looking at Chen Yufeng's arm, sometimes touching Chen Yufeng's cheek.

"Let me see, what is the structure of our senior players in the top flight of England, and are you tired after this game?"

Mahrez quipped: "Do you need to find a massage parlor and press it?" After all, you old arms and legs, you have to be sore for a long time to play a game. ”

"Tell me, you're sixty-seven years old, what are you doing with our group of twenty or so people? Shouldn't you go on a tryst with some old granny? The vegetarian kind. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Chen Yufeng endured it speechlessly for a while, and then lifted Mahrez up and repaired it.

In such an atmosphere, the three of them got on the plane back to the East Midlands again and returned to Leicestershire.

After going back, the news that Chen Yufeng went to Wembley Stadium to accompany the sixty or seventy-year-old man in a charity match immediately spread throughout the team.

All the players sent congratulatory messages to Chen Yufeng, expressing their concern, and telling Chen Yufeng that if he was sore, he must tell them about it.

Even Mr. Ranieri finally joined in, and said with a smile: "Yufeng, the door of the team's physiotherapy room has been open for you. ”

(End of chapter)