Mei Mei: Effortlessly Handles Boyfriend! Champions League Draw

Taylor didn't press the issue. She adjusted her pitch slightly and began to play.

"I am not the kind of girl" "who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion" "..."

Watching Taylor sit on the high stool, one leg supporting her while the other rested on the stool's frame, cradling the guitar against her chest—

The whole aura of a country singer instantly came to life.

Li Yufei knew nothing about music, but he understood one simple thing:

What people commonly called "good to listen to."

If a song could sound good even to someone who didn't understand music, then it was definitely a good song.

That was the logic.

The reason Taylor could become a one-of-a-kind, top-tier phenomenon in the future

was that many of her songs were catchy and straightforward, not complicated at all.

They gave people a comfortable feeling that made them want to keep listening.

Li Yufei felt that way now.

He didn't understand a thing, but it was just pleasant to hear.

Especially with a newly minted Grammy Award winner singing just for him—that sense of achievement added an extra layer to the experience.

Watching the golden-haired girlfriend before him, fingers dancing, humming softly, her body gently swaying with the rhythm, Li Yufei was mesmerized.

After Taylor sang a few songs in a row, she noticed her boyfriend was completely lost in watching her. She couldn't help but smile smugly.

Look at my charm—handling my man is a piece of cake!

She walked over, waved a hand in front of Li Yufei's eyes, and said softly:

"Ah Fei, wake up. Your beautiful and enchanting girlfriend is done singing."

"Ah, all good, yeah, really..." Snapping back to reality, Li Yufei started responding on autopilot. He thought Taylor was asking if she sounded good, and his answer was completely off the mark.

Taylor was amused and annoyed by her man's subconscious reply.

"Darling, what do you mean? Are you saying my songs aren't good that you need to brush me off like that?"

"Cough, no, I was just lost watching you sing. Really, Sister, you're too beautiful. I can't handle it." Coming to his senses, Li Yufei quickly explained.

Taylor was only pretending to be mad. Hearing her boyfriend's heartfelt confession, she felt sweeter than honey.

"Alright, stop with the sweet talk. I know you too well, you tone-deaf fool. Hah..." Taylor said, making it clear Li Yufei's little tricks couldn't fool her.

Seeing he couldn't talk his way out of it, Li Yufei didn't bother explaining further. He stepped forward, hugged his girlfriend, and started kissing her.

Taylor was helpless against his puppy-like antics. In the end, she had to toss the guitar aside and kiss him back.

After all, her favors weren't so easily taken. If Li Yufei took advantage of her, she'd take advantage right back!

And so, the whole bedroom started heating up again.

In no time, a grand symphony of life's harmony played out in that small room...

(Fifty thousand words omitted here. Nothing much to see...)

August 26.

The draw ceremony for the 2010-2011 UEFA Champions League group stage was held at the Grimaldi Forum in Monaco.

When the draw was happening, Li Yufei happened to be at the Colney Training Centre watching it with Wilshere, Fabregas, and the others.

"I wonder what our luck will be this year. Hope we get a good draw and land in an easy group," Fabregas said to Li Yufei and the others.

Li Yufei shook his head and joked, "The group stage opponents don't really matter. Arsenal can Qualify for the group stage no matter what. The key is the knockout rounds."

"I just hope Arsenal doesn't run into Barcelona right off the bat in the knockout stage."

"In the past few years, we've gotten sick of playing FC Barcelona."

Hearing Li Yufei's jab, Fabregas and the others could only smile bitterly.

Yeah, Arsenal had been running into Barcelona way too often these past few years.

Last season, in the Champions League quarterfinals, Arsenal drew Barcelona.

The result was a 6-3 aggregate loss over two legs.

In the second leg at Camp Nou, Messi scored four goals, almost single-handedly breaking Arsenal down.

And then there was the 2005-2006 Champions League final.

Arsenal were beaten 2-1 by Barcelona, ultimately losing the title.

But the Arsenal players were far from convinced by that match.

After all, their goalkeeper was sent off just 18 minutes into the game, leaving them playing 10 vs 11 for the entire match. Even then, they scored first, only for Barcelona to come from behind and overtake them.

With the final playing out like that, it would be a miracle if Arsenal actually accepted it.

But last year's clash with Dream Team Barcelona was a pure case of being outplayed—nothing to argue about.

Now, all Arsenal's players wanted was to avoid Barcelona in the knockout stages, or at least not meet them too early.

Otherwise, this season would just repeat the pattern of the past few.

In the end, they'd likely end up empty-handed again!

Fabregas felt he really couldn't take it anymore.

If he had any choice, he'd want to go back to Barcelona, but unfortunately, the current Barcelona didn't need him.

Li Yufei and the others had no idea what was going through Fabregas's mind.

Even if Li Yufei knew that Fabregas would pay out of his own pocket to return to Barcelona next year, he wouldn't care.

At least Fabregas's professionalism during his time at Arsenal was never an issue.

As long as he played well for Arsenal and didn't slack off, Li Yufei wouldn't hold any grudge against him.

As for his later desire to go back to Barcelona, Li Yufei couldn't be bothered to stop him—good riddance.

After all, with Li Yufei on the team, the current Arsenal was bound to take a completely different path from its previous life.

If Li Yufei didn't even have that much confidence, how could he call himself the GOAT of football?

His gaze shifted to the TV, where UEFA was briefly reviewing some highlights from last season's Champions League.

Then UEFA first presented the award for Best Goalkeeper of last season.

Everyone already knew who the winner was before it was even announced—Brazilian goalkeeper Julio Cesar, who won the title with Inter Milan, claimed the honor.

Next, Inter Milan's Right Back Maicon won Best Defender.

Inter Milan Midfielder Sneijder won Best Midfielder.

Inter Milan forward Diego Milito won Best Forward.

Diego Milito was also named the Best Player of last season's Champions League, and Inter Milan achieved a clean sweep.

After the awards ceremony, the Champions League group stage draw, which countless viewers were watching, officially began.

This season's first-tier teams were defending champions Inter Milan, Spain's Dream Team Barcelona, Premier League overlords Manchester United, the iron-blooded Blues Chelsea, Bundesliga powerhouse Bayern Munich, Ligue 1 overlords Lyon, the evergreen AC Milan, and the Gunners Arsenal.

Looking at the distribution of first-tier teams, the Premier League had three teams, Serie A had two, La Liga had one, Bundesliga had one, and Ligue 1 had one.

The Premier League's throne as the world's top league remained fairly secure.

As for the second-tier teams, they were Werder Bremen, Real Madrid, Roma, Shakhtar Donetsk, Benfica, Valencia, Marseille, and Greek side Panathinaikos.

The third-tier teams included Tottenham Hotspur, Rangers, Ajax, Schalke 04, Basel, Braga, Copenhagen, and Spartak Moscow.

The last-tier teams were Hapoel Tel Aviv, Twente, Rubin Kazan, Auxerre, CFR Cluj, Partizan Belgrade, Zilina, and Bursaspor.

Among them, only Real Madrid being in the second tier was somewhat surprising.

But given Real Madrid's poor performance over the past five seasons, never once making it to the quarterfinals, ending up in the second tier was no one's fault but their own—they had only themselves to blame for not being good enough.