"You didn't see that scene, Emma," Long Shute shook his head, "If you were in China, you would probably feel that you were the woman of the king of football..."

Emma curled her lips: "But I am in London now, and most of my classmates are Chelsea fans. In this month, I have heard them scold you at least seven or eight times..."

"Well……"

The culprit who smashed the Blues' Champions League dream to pieces with his own hands laughed awkwardly:

"Did I bring you some trouble? Whether it's Manchester United or Chelsea..."

"It's okay," Emma shrugged, "Although I received an invitation from Mr. Abu a few years ago to see Chelsea games, I'm not a football fan."

"Wait a minute, what's your relationship with the old man Abu?"

Longshute's hometown must not be in Heilongjiang, but in Qingxu County, Shanxi Province, where there is a famous specialty that can be used in almost every restaurant in China.

Then he was kicked out of the bathtub by Emma.

The angry little witch threw a slippery soap into his face:

"It was Abu's wife who invited me! You are a pervert who likes uniforms and stockings!"

"I remember you seem to be more excited than me!" Long Shute wiped the soap bubbles from his butt and jumped in again.

Emma kicked another kick, but this time she was obviously weak: "I prefer skiing, hockey and horse racing, especially horse racing. Anyway, you have been on a break recently, will you accompany me to watch a weekend?"

"Okay," Long Shute responded, and suddenly thought of something, "So... is this the reason why you like riding a horse?"

A small foot covered with foam stepped on his chest with a "boom".

This is why Longshute appears at this racecourse located far away from London.

After finishing three World Cup qualifiers, he did not return to China, but flew directly to the British Isles. The time from June 14 to the end of the month was his real rest time.

The third semester of Cambridge has just entered the middle of the period. Emma, ​​who had skipped classes for two weeks, obviously could not continue to take leave to travel with him, so this time it was Long Shute's turn to accompany his girlfriend.

Maybe you should no longer call your boyfriend and girlfriend now, because they have completed the simplest engagement ceremony.

Emma's biological parents actually don't live with her. Her younger brother Alex often comes to visit her. Emma also takes him to attend some advertising auditions from time to time, training the tall and handsome Alex to become a model who has just started.

It can be seen that the relationship between them is very good. When Long Shute first dated Emma, ​​he could occasionally feel Alex's weird gaze.

But as time goes by, the slight resistance has slowly disappeared.

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This day is June 16, the opening of the British traditional event and the Royal Ascot Jockey Club. As a festival with a history of 300 years, members of the royal family, including the Queen, nobles at all levels, celebrities, and ordinary people from all walks of life gathered on this hot venue.

Horse racing is a very popular sport among the British. Many Premier League stars like Ferguson, Rooney, Irving, Terry and other Premier League stars are very fond of this sport. Irving also bought a horse farm and lived an addiction to simulate a ranch. Ferguson even went to court with the shareholders of Manchester United club at that time, and involved Ferguson taking huge kickbacks in the transfer...

The conference lasted for nearly half a month. Since it was in the beginning of the European Cup, it was difficult for the main players of various national teams to appear here.

Since it is a royal event, the conference still has some requirements for clothing. The overall style is almost conservative. You must wear formal dresses. Women are not allowed to wear sleeveless or suspender skirts, are not allowed to be miniskirts or are too naked, and even require to wear stockings to meet etiquette. Of course, the melon-eating tourists on the outside do not have these requirements.

Miss Emma on this day once again amazed the whole of England:

Instead of taking out the most formal dress in her wardrobe, she took a detour and wore a man-like dress - a white shirt with a tight black suit. Her blonde hair was simply tied behind her head, and her delicate makeup made her feel an irresistible heroic spirit all over her body.

When she stood beside Long Shute, who was wearing the same black dress, I'm sorry, the Chinese captain who only wore formal clothes twice or three times a year was blown into a scumbag by his own woman!

Emma always seemed to have a cold temperament in front of the camera. She nodded slightly to the reporters who were shooting frantically, then reached out and gently lifted up a strand of hair on her temples, causing the onlookers to scream.

"Emma, ​​I love you! I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

Even many female tourists were staring wildly in their eyes, not to mention those dumbfounded male friends...

Under the domineering queen style, a hint of gentleness is revealed, and it is not surprising that both men and women are killed - the most gentleness that bows his head is probably about this scene.

Of course, even if Emma really amazed the audience, she was not the real queen, and the real Her Majesty is located in the center of this stadium.

The nominal supreme leader of the British Empire, who was in twilight years, did not publish a long article full of glory and dreams, and the Jockey Club officially opened.

Although Long Shute rarely comes into contact with horse racing, among the teammates of Bayern Club, Muller's wife is a professional horse racing player. They are of the same age and occasionally make appointments to have dinners and outings. He also knows a little about the basic rules of this sport.

But before his attention could bet on the preheated horses and riders, he stepped on the feet of an old man.

"I'm very sorry, sir."

Long Shute quickly took a step back and then saw a small group of middle-aged and elderly spectators standing in front of him.

The one who stepped on his feet was an old man around 70 years old. His white cheeks were covered with faint plateau red spots, and he seemed to be chewing something delicious in his mouth...

Long Shute's cheeks couldn't help but twitch: "Sorry, I didn't notice it, Sir Ferguson...."

Alex Ferguson, the greatest head coach of the British Isles, created the unparalleled Manchester United dynasty and built this club that was still in the Premier League 20 years ago into one of the most influential and commercially valuable clubs in the world!

Even Real Madrid, Barcelona and Bayern, the three cosmic giants, may not surpass Manchester United in terms of number of fans and commercial income!

It is not surprising to see Ferguson on such occasions, and everyone knows the enthusiasm of Ferguson for horse racing.

On the contrary, Ferguson seemed very surprised by Long Shute's appearance. He blinked his eyes before jumping out:

"I stepped on my leather shoes that cost 500 yuan, so I can't let you walk away like this!"

He was surrounded by a large group of old Scottish guys, his wife Casey, brothers, Manchester United's chief scout Martin, his son, agent Jason, and their respective women and children. The whole family, men, women, young and old, all came to this arena, and they were having fun.

In addition, he was surrounded by a middle-aged man with messy hair and protruding eyes like a toad.

Long Shute knew that guy.

That was the guy I met on the first day after I came to this world, and he was very impressed.

Everton head coach... David Moyes!

Moyes probably doesn't remember his team that he had received Long Shute, who was less than fifteen years old a few years ago, and he has never paid attention to Long Shute's resume - after all, his Everton has never entered the Champions League in recent years, so he doesn't need to know the Chinese captain who has won all the Champions League games.

"I didn't expect you to like horse racing too. It seems that in addition to football, we have a common language."

Ferguson stretched out his right hand toward the deputy captain Ajax who defeated himself in the Champions League final a year ago and said with a smile:

"By the way, welcome to the UK."

Although last year's failure was painful, it would not have caused him to suffer for Ferguson, who had experienced countless storms.

He did not introduce Long Shute to his relatives and friends because everyone who came into contact with football knew this face.

The same is true for Long Shute. He neither introduced Ferguson to Emma nor introduced Emma to Ferguson. In this acre of three-point land in England, the little witch is much more famous than him...

Casey handed her husband a piece of tissue, and Ferguson bent down slightly to wipe off the footprints on his leather shoes, then crumpled the tissue into a ball, handed it to his youngest grandson, and directed him to throw it into the trash can not far away.

Then he patted Long Shute on the shoulder and asked with a smile:
Chapter completed!