"Hua Xin?" Hua Xin was stunned for a moment. She wrinkled her nose cutely and thought for a while. She thought of all her relatives. "No!"
"Really?" Li Ang was very disappointed. He asked unwillingly.
"Mr. Li Ang, I'm sorry, I really don't." Hua Xin said angrily, "I'm sure that among my relatives, including my friends, there is no one with that name."
Li Ang could not hide his disappointment. He only felt that his heart was empty and inexplicably painful.
Looking at the man's disappointed look, Hua Xin felt a little sad for no reason. She asked subconsciously, "Is this person important to you?"
Li Ang did not answer. He just stared at the girl in front of him seriously. It was as if he wanted to imprint the girl's face in his heart.
"I'm really sorry. I lost my composure." Li Ang said. He forced a smile. "The communication over the phone was not comprehensive enough. I want to confirm. Are you going to interview me?"
"Yes!" Hua Xin also straightened her face and took her work seriously. "I'm a reporter from Huiwen Pao in Spain. I want to do an exclusive interview with Mr. Li Ang."
"Huiwen Pao?" Li Ang asked in surprise. "It's not a sports media, is it?"
"It's not." Hua Xin pursed her lips and smiled. She explained, "It's a comprehensive media with a large circulation. However, we also have a sports page now."
Li Ang nodded noncommittally.
*****
Just as Hua Xin was about to speak, Li Ang suddenly asked, "You don't need me to pay for this interview, right?" When he said this, there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
It was a sneer. Hua Xin immediately judged.
"Of course not." Hua Xin hurriedly explained, "Mr. Li Ang, we're a regular large-scale media company. We won't do such a thing. And with your current fame in Spanish football, to be exact, we're the ones who asked to interview you, not you who asked us to interview you. "
Hua Xin's words were very straightforward, but it was very appropriate.
Li Ang glanced at the girl and nodded. "I'm sorry, I thought you and before …"
"Someone wants to interview you too? The domestic media? " Hua Hua hurriedly asked. If she was doing an exclusive interview and someone walked in front of her, the explosive power and sensation would be greatly reduced.
"A reporter from 'Daily Sports'." Li Ang sneered and said, "He called me and wanted to interview me. Hehe, he also said that he would give him 5,000 euros and that he would help me create hype in China."
Hua Hua covered her mouth in surprise. She was so cute. She really couldn't imagine who in the same industry would do such a thing. Even a fool knew about Li Ang's performance at Sporting de Gijón. He was coaching a team in Segunda División. Such news would cause a huge sensation in the country. Under such circumstances, the media was begging to interview him. How could anyone dare to ask Li Ang for money? Even if they were crazy about money, they wouldn't do such a stupid thing!
"This is really …" Hua Hua said a little embarrassedly, but she was cursing in her heart. That bastard in the same industry was really a disgrace to this industry. She was a girl who had just graduated less than a year ago and had not been corrupted by the big dye vat of the media circle. Otherwise, she would feel that this kind of thing was too common.
"I can accept your interview." Li Ang said, "However, you have to promise that every word I say is true and correct. You won't misinterpret my meaning."
"Of course, of course." Hua Hua heard this and smiled with her eyes like crescent moons. It made people's hearts beat faster. This inadvertent flirtatiousness was amazing.
Li Ang sighed secretly. He didn't intend to accept the interview. He had a natural rejection of the domestic media, especially after the Daily Sports reporter's request for money a few days ago. He was very dissatisfied with the domestic media. Now he was willing to accept the interview because he knew in his heart that this beautiful female reporter looked too similar to Hua Rui. They were too similar. He couldn't refuse with a cold face.
*****
When it came to work, Hua Hua looked very serious. Looking at such a beautiful girl's serious look was really pleasing to the eye.
Hua Hua Hua asked, "Mr. Li Ang, can we start the interview?"
Li Ang nodded, "Yes."
Hearing Li Ang say so, Hua Hua Hua Hua took out a notebook and a recording pen from her bag.
The notebook recorded the questions she had long thought of to ask. The recording pen was a program to show the other party that it was true. At the same time, it was also to avoid any omissions when writing the manuscript. She could listen to the recording to fill in the gaps.
"Mr. Li Ang, I noticed that you once coached Real Madrid's youth team. I think the domestic fans are as curious as I am. They want to know how you successfully applied to be the coach of Real Madrid." Hua Hua asked the first question. Logically speaking, Li Ang was now coaching the first team at Sporting de Gijón. This job was more important and had a higher status. However, she still decided to start with Real Madrid. Because in China, no one knew what Sporting de Gijón was. Even if you told the fans that it was a team in the Segunda División, the fans' interest would not be immediately piqued. On the other hand, if she started reporting from coaching Real Madrid's youth team, it would definitely attract the attention of the readers. Real Madrid was a century-old powerhouse, a galáctico. Although it was only the youth team of Real Madrid, it seemed that as long as it was related to Real Madrid, it would definitely attract a lot of attention.
When Li Ang heard this question, he looked at the book in Hua Hua 'er's hand. He smiled and asked, "Can I have a look?"
"Of course." Hua Hua handed it over graciously. Since they were going to ask questions according to the questions on the book, there was no harm in showing it to the other party.
Li Ang took the book and looked at the neatly written questions. Looking at the beautiful handwriting, Li Ang sighed in his heart. He was extremely disappointed. Two people could look very similar, but it was impossible for their handwriting to be exactly the same. He was familiar with Hua Hua's handwriting. At this time, when he saw the reporter's handwriting, although the two people's handwriting was very beautiful, there was still a big difference between their handwriting. This girl was not Hua Hua Hua …
Li Ang roughly looked through the questions and handed the book back to Hua Hua Hua.
"How about this? I have a suggestion." Li Ang said, "I don't like this kind of question-and-answer interview."
Hua Hua Hua looked at Li Ang cautiously. Could it be that he wanted to interview her and then went back on his word?
Seeing Hua Hua 'er's expression, Li Ang smiled. "Don't be nervous. What I mean is that I don't accept questions. But, would you like to hear a story?"
"Listen to a story?" Hua 'er asked in surprise. "Your story?"
"Yes, my story." Li Ang nodded. "I will tell you everything that I can. Just treat it as a story."
"Of course," Hua Hua said happily, smiling like a flower.
Of course, she couldn't wait for this to happen. Asking questions was not as vivid and comprehensive as the interviewee taking the initiative to tell a story.
Looking at the excited girl, Li Ang fell into a trance.
Hua Rui, where are you? How are you doing? Are you still sad?
Hua Rui, do you want to hear my story? My story in this world.
Looking at the absent-minded Li Ang, Hua Hua had a strange feeling. She was about to speak. Just then, she heard Li Ang speak.
"About eight years ago, a young man left his country. He was carrying a backpack with his passport, a change of clothes, a" Football Coach's Handbook ", and five hundred dollars … His first stop was Prague in the Czech Republic …" Li Ang smiled and looked at the beautiful girl in front of him. His eyes were gentle, his voice was gentle, and he spoke softly …
PS: Fifth update. Thank you, League Master Wu Dong.
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