For the whole world, the European Championship is always a big event in the summer, countless fans are looking forward to it, and even after the European Championship, the whole of Europe is still talking about the European Championship, everyone will talk about Rooney's highlights, the rise of Baros, and the tears of Cristiano Ronaldo when he lost the final.

But not everyone is so fond of discussing the European Championships.

There are some people who are supposed to be in the European Championship, they are good enough to be in this stadium, but they can't make it for various reasons, so they don't like to talk about the European Championship.

There are also some people, they don't have enough fame and strength, they are mixed in the lower leagues, every day and every night they are worried about the future that they are at a loss, every night they lie in bed, before going to bed, they will have a bitter smile in their minds, comfort themselves, and get through another day.

For the latter kind of people, talking about the European Cup is undoubtedly a very luxurious thing.

Frank Ribery falls into the latter category.

Brest, where he is located, is a very interesting city, with a very important strategic position, and it is also one of the two major military ports in France, where the aircraft carrier Charles de Gaulle was born, which is also the most talked about event by hundreds of thousands of Brest citizens.

Discussing these is much more popular than discussing the European Cup.

And the most annoying topic for them is the name of the street.

Weird, isn't it?

When he first came to the city, Ribery felt the same way, but then he understood.

Condom****...... The city is filled with all sorts of bizarre street names, a bit like Ribery's mischievous graffiti when he played in the streets as a child, only nowadays, graffiti has become the name of the street.

It is said that this has brought a lot of tourist resources to Brest.

But the locals just don't like to discuss this, well, understandable, condom street, **district, **lane...... Nightmare!

Located in the eastern part of Brest, the Stadio Lebilet is the only one with turf in the vicinity, while the rest of the stadium is bare and sandy.

About 500 meters north of the Stadio Lebilet is the training ground in Brest.

Don't look at Brest as a Ligue 3 team, but in fact they had a glorious time, they were Ligue 1 powerhouses in the 80s and early 90s...... At least that's what the Brest say, and Ribery digs deeper and finds that their best Ligue 1 is 8th, well, that's a strong team.

At least, it's a good place compared to the other teams Ribery has played for before.

In the end, it is a Ligue 1 team, and the training ground is much more on track than other Ligue C teams, small is a little smaller, but everything that should be there is there, the software and hardware are also good, and the fans are enthusiastic, at least every day you can see a group of fans clapping their hands, stomping their feet, and singing over and over again outside the training ground, "This is Brest!" ”

In the year since he arrived, Ribery has become the number one star in the team, just because he is the player with the most assists in the team and the assist king of the entire Ligue 3, and Brest also relied on Ribery's excellent performance to get rid of the collapse after last season's relegation and rush back to Ligue 2.

Ribery, the guy with a shocking scar on his face, has become Brest's favourite player.

But now, another problem is in front of him.

Renewing or Hopping?

This is undoubtedly a very tangled topic, but it is an extremely realistic choice before Ribery.

Just as he was about to walk into the training ground, a reporter next to him walked out, "Hello, Frank! ”

"Hello, Duke!" Ribery waved at the other man, a well-known journalist in Brest.

"Can you talk a little bit?" Duke asked.

Ribery thought it was going to be news, and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to train." ”

"One minute at most!" Duke said.

"Alright then!" Ribery replied.

Duke took out a business card from his briefcase, pink, very delicate, with a woman's name on it, a woman who is now well-known in France, a woman that countless French men, and even countless men around the world, dream of. , Melissa Trio!

Ribery saw the name on it, his hand visibly shaking, and his heart jumped, "Melissa Trio?" He was fascinated by a French beauty, and he was even once excited about the appearance of this beautiful woman on the Champs-Élysées.

"Yes, lucky boy, Miss Trio would like to invite you to a meeting!" Duke said enviously.

As a young man, Duke was also very obsessed with this French colleague, and even felt envious and even jealous that Ribery could meet and talk with each other, but he was also wondering in his heart, why did Melissa Trio fall in love with this kid?

Others don't know, but Duke knows very well that Melissa Trio has been following Ribery for a year, as early as when Ribery registered Brest in the French League 3 squad, Melissa contacted Duke through connections, and often got news and intelligence from him after that.

But after several emails and phone calls, Duke became clear that Ribery didn't know Melissa at all.

What's going on here?

"Meet?" The scar on Ribery's face twisted suddenly, and his heart was extremely excited, and he grinned and showed his untidy teeth, "Where?" When? ”

When Duke saw him like this, he sighed in his heart, no matter how he looked at it, the two didn't seem to have anything to do with each other, and their images were even more different.

"If you think it's suitable, I'll make an appointment to meet in Brest in the evening, and she says to invite you to dinner!"

Ribery's whole body is almost crooked, is there anything better in the world than the lover in his dreams to invite him to dinner?

"Oh, by the way, she also said that she plans to introduce a friend to you, and besides, it's better not to let outsiders know."

As he spoke, a few minutes had passed, but Ribery didn't feel long, he didn't feel like he was almost in time for training, his mind was full of a cool and crooked thing, Melissa Trio, please eat!

Is it because I'm handsome?

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When Ribery appeared in a formal suit at a more upscale French restaurant in the city, Melissa had already arrived, and she had found a place to separate it from the other seats.

Today she is dressed very casually, a dark blue silk sleeveless pullover vest, which looks plain and has no embellishment, and below is wearing a pair of casual jeans, highlighting her slender and slender legs, and the only jewelry on her body is the black rope chain on her wrist, on which a small piece of chic white gold is tied.

If anyone can see the inside of the platinum sticker, they can see that there is a heart engraved on it.

This was a gift from Yang Cheng to her, and she immediately couldn't put it down.

"Hello, Frank!"

As soon as they saw Ribery being led into the restaurant by the waiter, Melissa and Yang Cheng stood up with a smile.

Both of them were dressed casually, and it was obvious that they were joking, so as soon as Ribery saw them, he immediately felt ashamed of himself, and could no longer afford the slightest distraction.

Because, he quickly recognized the man who was handing him his hand.

The rumored Melissa's boyfriend, the most popular in football today, Liverpool's head coach, Yang Cheng.

Everything she did was definitely for him!

Ribery hadn't lost his mind after all, after all, he hadn't been obsessed with idols to the point of being fascinated.

Yang Cheng noticed it immediately, but he didn't feel anything, just like in Germany, Kyle, Barak, Deisler and others are very obsessed with Heidi Krum, and they all think that Heidi Krum is the first beauty in Germany, and they are happy to be able to eat with their idols, but they will not have anything to do with Yang Cheng because of this.

Idols are always idols, perfections in fantasy, but in the real world, who is perfect?

"I've heard that your contract with Brest is only one year old and expires, right?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile.

Ribery was a little cramped, because he realized that the man in front of him had brought him more shock than Melissa, especially at the thought that he could attract the famous Caesar to make a special trip from Liverpool to Brest, which had to prove how much weight he had in his mind?

"Yes, sir!" He thought for a moment and replied.

Yang Cheng nodded, he was used to Ribery's reaction. Countless young players see him with this kind of restraint, so he has to open up special areas for players, so that they can live and train unscrupulously in these areas.

"Ever thought about playing for Liverpool?" Yang Cheng asked Ribery about the suspicions in his heart.

It's one thing to guess in your own heart, but it's another thing for the other party to really bring it up.

"Liverpool?" Ribery's heart stirred up a huge wave.

The Premier League's veteran giants, last season's league title, but these are not the most surprising, it is Liverpool's manager, Yang Cheng, who really makes all the players flock.

"You can think about it, but I hope it will be soon, because we are preparing for the upcoming trip to the United States!" Yang Cheng said with a smile that he was very frank and did not have the slightest face.

Just when Ribery hesitated a little, Melissa, who had not spoken all this time, spoke.

Her voice was the same as what Ribery had heard on television, sweet, elegant, as if it were heavenly, but now it was so close that it made him feel dizzy.

"He's been following you for a long time, Frank!" Melissa smiled and said, "He wanted to bring you in from the time you played for Ales, but after we went to Ales, you were released from your contract and left, and when I heard from you again, you were already in Brest, so he waited for you for another year. ”

After a pause, Melissa laughed, "An invitation from Caesar, do you still need to hesitate?" ”

Yes, an invitation from Caesar, do you still need to hesitate?

Ribery's heart suddenly stirred.

He knows very well that this is an opportunity, an opportunity that countless young players dream of, and an opportunity that countless players have been waiting for all their lives.

This is a great temptation for anyone.

"Well, Mr. Yang Cheng, I'd love to play for you, for Liverpool!" Ribery stood up and said with a serious face.

He is just a Ligue C player, with a pitifully low contract, and he is really flattered to be able to get Yang Cheng's appreciation, and let Yang Cheng personally come to Brest from Liverpool to make an invitation.

"Very good, I promise, you will get a fair stage to show your strength!" Yang Cheng said with a smile.

"And Cristiano Ronaldo and Robben?" Ribery was stunned, a flash of heat flashing in his eyes.

Yang Cheng laughed, "Why not?" ”

Ribery nodded heavily, these two Liverpool devil wings are the hottest stars in this summer's European Championship, everyone thinks of these two players when they mention the wings, thinking that they are two more rising superstars cultivated by Yang Cheng.

Competing with such a star, Ribery felt as if there was a fire in his heart.

"I won't let you down!" Ribery said solemnly.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in Liverpool, here's my business card, call me when I get there, OK?"

"No problem!"

Seeing Ribery agree, Yang Cheng and Melissa looked at each other and smiled, the latter's eyes were full of spring, and those talking eyes seemed to be asking Yang Cheng, how do you repay me?

Yang Cheng smiled and blinked, but did not answer.

The ambiguity between the two was noticed even by Ribery, who had met for the first time, and immediately after eating dinner, he hurried away from the scene, so as not to be left with a bad impression of a light bulb by the new leader.

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Buzz~~Buzz~~~

The cell phone on the hotel's bedside table vibrated loudly, waking up the naked men and women on the bed, who were still stacked and tightly intertwined.

Yang Cheng stretched out a hand, took the mobile phone, looked at it, frowned, unfamiliar call.

"Who?" Melissa poked her head out of the quilt, Yang Cheng was afraid of the heat, so she always turned on the air conditioner low, but her physique was afraid of the cold, so she had to shrink in the quilt.

"I don't know!" Yang Cheng yawned, and was busy until the early hours of the morning before going to bed last night.

"Hey!" After connecting the phone, Yang Cheng's tone was not bad.

Melissa pressed her cheek to his chest and didn't speak, but she was complaining in her heart about the guy who called to disturb people's dreams, and finally had the opportunity to sleep with her lover until dawn in this small town of Brest, but someone called to disturb him, so everyone would feel unhappy. "Hello, Mr. Yang Cheng, I'm Frank Ribery! There was an excited voice on the other end of the phone.

Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, "Oh, hello, Frank." ”

"I'm in Liverpool right now, I don't know how to get to Melwood?" Ribery said expectantly.

"Now?" Yang Cheng looked at the time, damn it, it's half past seven in the morning, doesn't this guy know that it's still early?

"Is there a problem, Mr. Yang Cheng?" Ribery was a little worried.

"Oh, no problem!" Yang Cheng said, "I'll call them immediately and ask them to pick you up, I will arrange everything, you train with the team first, and then they will arrange for you to go for a physical examination and go through the signing procedures!" ”

The guy on a free transfer is convenient, and he can go, and it is estimated that Ribery agreed with Brest last night.

"Okay, I'll wait here at the airport, thank you, Mr. Yang Cheng!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Cheng felt a sense of collapse, but he could imagine that in the airport waiting hall of Liverpool, there was a young man with a dream in his heart, waiting for the call of fate.

Thinking of this, he smiled.

"Who?" Melissa saw Yang Cheng sit up, and she also got up, sat down in his arms, leaned over to his face and kissed him, and hugged him infatuatedly.

"Frank Ribery!" Yang Cheng said with a smile that he looked for his name in the address book on his mobile phone, "He's already in Liverpool!" ”

After saying that, he himself felt funny, "So you see, how corrupt I am, you hurt me!" ”

Melissa took a hateful bite on his shoulder, but instead of letting go, she teased him with her nimble tongue.

"Itchy!" Yang Cheng struggled to break free, but he was afraid of hurting her.

"Tickle you!" Melissa said with a pun.

"I'll clean you up when I'm done calling!" Yang Cheng found Norman Gaard's phone and called him directly.

Today's team insists on practicing three times a day, and Norman Gad also came to Melwood early, as soon as he received a call from Yang Cheng, he immediately promised to arrange everything, so that Yang Cheng did not need to worry.

Yang Cheng then called Paul Beyer and asked him to arrange Ribery's training.

"Hey, I said, where are you now?" Paul Byer asked.

"In France!" Yang Cheng was blunt.

Melissa had bitten the other ear on the other side of the phone that he hadn't answered, and she was deftly teasing his earlobe with her tongue, which was so itchy and sensitive that he almost moaned in comfort.

'Oh, Chelsea sent another offer last night, they raised the transfer price of Barosh to 23 million euros, *** crazy, Rick Parry thinks, should he let it go?'

Yang Cheng thought about it, Juventus's offer two days ago was 20 million euros, and with Chelsea's situation, if you want to grab people from Juventus, you must at least meet Liverpool in terms of price and Barosh in salary.

"Wait, let's see the attitude of Juventus!" Yang Cheng said.

Today's Baros has no shortage of buyers, the key is to control a degree, don't be a bamboo basket to draw water, a void, people did not sell, but put it in the hands of rotten pity.

This was the case with Liverpool in the previous life, when Baros was at his most valuable, they kept him because of the Czech's outstanding performance in the European Championship, only to sell Baros for cabbage, and during his time at Liverpool, Barosh's performance was not satisfactory.

"Okay, I'll get it on!" Paul Beyer agreed.

With such an assistant, Yang Cheng was able to come out to dig up players under a bold excuse, but in fact, he came to France to have a private meeting with his old lover.

As soon as he put down the phone, Yang Cheng saw a pair of hands tossing his Melissa in the upper and lower sensitive places, and the French girl immediately giggled when she saw Yang Cheng's eyes.

"You're dead, Melissa Trio!" Yang Cheng said viciously.

"Well, let me die, Caesar!" She looked fearless. [END]