The strongest blade in football

Chapter 54 Ceremony
Wang Nuo has watched a lot of post-match interview videos, and heard various stories in the U19 echelon. He knows some media routines and tricks.

But I didn't expect that even a bench player like myself would have to be careful when being interviewed.

If I had answered the woman's question honestly just now, the image that appeared in the newspaper or on TV the next day might be an arrogant and stupid guy.

And it turned out to be the Walloon District's own media, which made it hard for Wang Nuo to understand.

He wasn't going to delve into it any further. At this moment, Wang Nuo's body was covered with stinky sweat and mud, and he couldn't wait to take a hot shower.

Because the interview was delayed for a while, the teammates had already returned to the locker room first, wondering if there were any empty nozzles.

Wang Nuo dragged his body that was about to fall apart, pushed open the door of the dressing room and walked in.

The atmosphere in the locker room was a little weird.

Wang Nuo felt that the moment he entered the door, everyone's eyes were on him.

It's different when you score, but... please, don't stare at me like that, he thought.

Wang Nuo originally thought that his teammates would applaud or praise him, and he even began to conceive that kind of modest and appropriate speech content in just a few seconds.

As a result, things went far beyond his expectations.

Witsel, who was sitting on the chair, suddenly let out a strange cry.

Hearing the signal, Dalma and Ramos, who were hiding behind the door, jumped out suddenly, and hugged Wang Nuo's thigh from behind with lightning speed.

"Haha! Got it!"

Others in the locker room seemed to have planned it beforehand. Sal quickly kicked away the sneakers scattered on the ground blocking the way. Felipe imitated the doorman's posture and opened the door of the bathroom.

A naked man rushed out of the bathroom. It was Yovanovic in only his pants. He muttered, "Ready, ready," before giggling and running away.

Dalma and Ramos immediately lifted Wang Nuo into the air, and Witsel wrapped his hands around Wang Nuo's head and upper body from behind to prevent him from moving.

The four of them moved toward the bathroom, as the rest of the locker room laughed wildly and whistled.

Wang Nuo sensed that the situation was not good and struggled hard, but he was completely subdued and could not break free at all.

"What are you going to do, don't, don't, let me down." Wang Nuo yelled and begged for mercy.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"You don't know the traditional welcome ceremony for newcomers in Liege, do you?" Witsel said in Wang Nuo's ear.

"I don't want to know, let me down quickly."

In Wang Nuo's eyes was the upside-down Witsel's face and the receding ceiling. After a few seconds, the ceiling turned into tiles in the bathroom.

He knew he was completely screwed.

"Haha! Close your eyes and enjoy!"

Witsel yelled, and the three of them exerted their strength together, and then let go of their hands.

Wang Nuo wanted to say something, but the bone-piercing cold enveloped everything in an instant. In a hurry, he even choked on water and ate a piece of ice.

Wang Nuo thumped twice in the ice bath bucket before surfacing.

He wiped the ice water off his face and saw that the perimeter of the bathroom was full of teammates.

Yovanovic stands in the middle, holding a damn Polaroid camera in his hand.

"3, 2, 1, laugh!"

Click, a picture spit out from the camera.

In the photo, Wang Nuo's legs were resting on the edge of the ice bucket, and his upper body was soaked in the bucket, with only his head showing a dull expression.

Everyone scrambled for the photo and let out weird laughter.

Wang Nuo saw that these people's tricks had succeeded, so he simply resigned himself to his fate and sat in the ice bath bucket and couldn't get out, looking like he had no love in his life.

This made everyone laugh again.

At this time, Witsel walked to the center of the bathroom, opened his arms, and said loudly to Wang Nuo, "Welcome to Standard Liege!"

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It wasn't until 10 minutes later that Wang Nuo, who was wrapped in a blanket, learned from Yovanovic that the welcoming ceremony was real.

In his words, it is called "no discount, passed down from generation to generation" and "a project that has been popular since 02".

Every real Liege player has to go through this hurdle. Only by being thrown into an ice bath bucket once can he truly be regarded as "one of his own".

In the past decade or so, the treatment of newcomers was even worse.

The old players will strip the newcomers naked, and then use a wool brush to apply waterproof oil to the newcomers. They will also be painted in the style of a standard Liege jersey, and even the number on the back.

It is said that he learned it from Manchester United. The ghost knows if Jovanovic is talking nonsense, but Wang Nuo doesn't believe it all.

But he had heard rumors about the entrance ceremony from other teams from his U19 teammates.

These outrageous pranks are certainly a way to hasten integration.

When everyone's worst side is exposed to teammates, the relationship between everyone will become closer.

Just now, Wang Nuo even saw the big man Van Hoot showing himself a friendly smile.

It has to be said that this approach is crude but effective.

After winning the game, the locker room was full of joy and laughter. Boloni came late. Usually, he would summarize a few words after the game, but he won't disappoint everyone when he wins.

Sure enough, the coach brought good news that the training will be canceled tomorrow, so everyone has a good rest.

Boloni praised Wang Nuo alone and left.

Knowing that there will be no training tomorrow, most of the people in the locker room acted as if they were fast-forwarding a video, changing clothes quickly one by one and leaving.

Just as Wang Nuo was about to go home, Dalma came over and extended an invitation to him.

Dalma said that he had a party at home tonight and wanted to invite Wang Nuo to come, but he didn't say what he would do.

In fact, he is not that familiar with Wang Nuo, but he has a good relationship with Yovanovitch, and Yovanovitch just called Wang Nuo by name.

Wang Nuo was a little surprised, this was the first private invitation from a first-line teammate.

He was a little hesitant, because a rowing machine he had ordered had arrived, and he had just unpacked it before the afternoon competition, and was about to go back to try the effect at night.

He told Dalma the truth about the situation, and asked who else was at the party and what was arranged, so that he could decide whether to go or not.

At this time, Yovanovitch sat down between the two of them. He made a shush gesture to Dalma, and then turned around and put his arm around Wang Nuo's shoulder.

"The rowing machine can be installed at any time, and there are not many evening activities, and tonight's event, you will definitely like it."

In order to "facilitate" Wang Nuo, Yovanovic added another sentence mysteriously, "I regard you as a true friend, and I will introduce someone to you tonight!"

"Could it be to introduce girls to me? I don't need it."

Seeing that Yovanovitch seemed to be playing tricks, Wang Nuo shook his head and said.

"No, no, no, when you become a star, girls will line up to find you. The person I introduce you tonight is not ordinary." Jovanovic is still keeping secrets.

"Can I refuse?" Wang Nuo smiled.

"You'd better obediently agree." Yovanovitch raised the photo in his hand and said proudly, "A friendly reminder from a senior photographer."

(End of this chapter)