"Hahaha, there was a tragedy when Atletico Madrid celebrated on the sidelines!"

As the scene switched to the sidelines, all the players from Atletico Madrid surrounded the head coach Gao Han and hugged him tightly. The goal-scoring hero Torres jumped onto the head coach.

"Oh, God, we were just praising Gao Han's suit today's great ones, but now..."

It sounds like a little regretful, but the commentator's tone is Chi Lulu's gloating.

"Gao Han should be bleeding from his heart now. From my perspective, his suit must be very expensive. Maybe it was tailor-made at Savile Street, London, England. But it was a bit terrible to be ravaged by the players, haha!"

If it was a bit tactful the moment before, then now, he will take the blame without any concealment.

The camera was always focused on the sidelines. After seeing the players celebrate, they all scattered, giving people a feeling of guilt after a prank, leaving Gao Han standing there, looking at his suit with distress, and almost cried.

"If I were Gao Han, I would have replaced all the players and make you arrogant, haha!"

But the fans at the scene clearly did not give the head coach any face, and they were actually making excuses.

This immediately made the TV station commentator laugh at him.

"It seems that Gao Han is really angry at Calderon Stadium. He really responds to one sentence: dress handsomely and die quickly!"

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"What's going on? What's the matter?"

Old Hill couldn't understand what was going on?

Why was it suddenly that the fans of the audience were applauding and cheering, and many people were even blowing whistles?

"Dad, they are supporting the players' pranks." Xiao Hill smiled.

Look at his appearance. If he hadn't taken into account his identity, he would have joined the army that was making trouble.

"What prank?" Old Hill couldn't understand.

Serezo also laughed non-stop, pointing at Gao Han on the sidelines, "Here, isn't it just Gao Han's suit?"

But Old Hill was still confused.

At this moment, he truly felt that the gap between himself and the times was getting bigger and bigger.

Xiao Hill had no choice but to tell the matter aside, but it was dry and not funny.

But unexpectedly, Old Hill kept laughing.

This immediately made the three giants of Atletico Madrid almost fall. The old man's funny point is not only low, but also very biased.

"I didn't expect that he was really loved by players and fans!" Lai Hill praised.

"Who said no?"

All three giants nodded.

This kind of thing cannot happen to anyone. Only a head coach like Gao Han, who is loved by players and fans in the team and can enjoy this honor.

Looking at Atletico Madrid over the past years, except Gao Han, who can enjoy this treatment in front of more than 50,000 fans at Calderon Stadium?

"Haha, look at him, he feels so distressed!" Old Hill pointed to Gao Han in the stands and smiled.

The three giants all laughed.

Everyone can see that the old man is increasingly appreciating Gao Han and paying more and more attention to him.

"Paul." The old man shouted.

Paul Futrey immediately looked over.

"When you go back, you tell Gao Han, aren't it just a few suits? Our team will customize a few more sets for him and reimburse him for public funds."

When the Portuguese hawk's nose heard, his eyes were straightened. How can the club even reimburse the head coach's suit these days?

Finally, the old man muttered again, "Wear training clothes all day long, it's so cold!"

It turns out that he has long been unable to bear it.

"That's the Savile Street, too?" Paul Futrey asked tentatively.

Old Hill was used to being generous, and waved his hand, "Okay, he likes it whatever he wants."

Paul Futre and Enrique Cerrezzo almost envied me so they were too generous to take action.

Xiao Hill, who was beside him, almost cried after hearing this.

Dad, you are not so good to your son!

I can’t even bear to go for custom suits on Savile Street. I have to feel sorry for ordering one for a long time. You can just promise to give out a few sets, which will cost more than 100,000 or 200,000 euros, right?

If you customize the British royal family or the first identical one, then...

Cerrezo patted Little Hill on the shoulder with quite sympathy. This old man had this personality.

"Enrique, I seriously doubt whether it was his biological child?"

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"Damn, these bastards must have done it on purpose."

Gao Han watched the players run back to the stadium and cursed indignantly.

"Does it meant?" Cantalero was in the stadium and didn't understand.

"Listen to the next moment, they even started to cheer!"

Cantalero also found it funny, "This group of fans is so cute."

cute?

It's just a gloating thing. Is it good to take advantage of the situation?

Gao Han shook his head, turned around and walked back to the coach's seat, took off his dirty coat, threw it on his seat, and walked back to the sight of all the fans in a white shirt. While walking, he untied his cufflinks and rolled them up layer by layer.

When he walked back to the sidelines, a burst of screams of surprise suddenly broke out in the entire court.

In the stands, countless Atletico Madrid fans, especially young fans, were clamoring, like they were injected with blood, and the slogans were shouted very much, but they were also very messy and couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

The momentum even overshadowed the whistle of the referee's kick-off.

The live TV camera quickly switched to the sidelines and fell on Gao Han's body.

"Wow, my goodness, he's just a natural clothes rack. Look at what he wore this pure white shirt!"

The on-site commentator also exclaimed repeatedly.

This shirt was worn on Gao Han, perfectly fitting his body curves. He could even show the charm of this pure white shirt to the fullest without even the need for a blazer.

"In the football circle, there are many people who can wear clothes, but it is unprecedented to be like him."

"I don't know what brand of this suit and shirt are, so I guess it's going to be popular."

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"Wow, male god!"

In the stands, Chu Yao stared at Gao Han with his eyes lit up, with a very salivating expression.

Lin Xia couldn't stand her illusionate appearance, and couldn't help but cough twice, reminding her, lady.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yao looked at her with confidence.

"It's nothing, I just remind you to be reserved." Lin Xia blushed and she covered her face.

"Tsk, who is still reserved these days? Of course, you should hurry up when you see a good man. That's a high-quality potential stock. After passing this village, there will be no such store. If you don't start early, you will be snatched by others. It's not worth pity to cry to death."

Lin Xia was a little stunned, she was speechless.

"What's wrong? Xiaolinzi, are you jealous?" Chu Yao asked with a smile.

"Who is jealous?" Lin Xia's face turned even redder.

"It's right that he's not jealous. He's neither your husband nor your boyfriend. How can you be jealous, right?"

Lin Xia was even speechless.

"Besides, what era is this? Boyfriends can be separated and husbands can be separated. Getting it is the king, right?"

After saying that, the female Ultraman still held Lin Xia's arm loyally, "Little Linzi, we are sisters. There is a saying that goes, sisters are like brothers and feet, men are like clothes. You shouldn't open fire with sisters for a piece of clothing, right?"

Lin Xia listened at first, but then she laughed and turned around and beat him.

Chu Yao was prepared and took the opportunity to avoid it, "Hey, I'm reminding you that you have to grab the good stuff quickly, otherwise I'll grab it!"

"You have to care!"

"Am I not kind-hearted? Otherwise, when I move back, I will just live in the same room?"

"My...subject is surnamed Chu, I'll fight you!"

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To be continued...