Li Luo Introduces You to the Young Models

The next day, 2:00 p.m.

The assistant coach blew the whistle, signaling the end of training.

A breeze from the Aller River rippled across the zoysia grass in widening rings.

Li Luo walked to the sideline and accepted a dry towel and a bottle of mineral water.

He carefully reviewed last night's practice in the courtyard at home.

He found that with 60 attribute points, he could already skillfully master and use six shooting techniques in non-confrontational situations, with far greater accuracy than before.

He had not slacked off.

Li Luo took his phone and prepared to seriously study Morata Teaches You How to Shoot Step by Step.

The atmosphere within Wolfsburg was very harmonious.

His teammates also respected boundaries and did not constantly bother the Chinese teenager.

There were exceptions.

"Li, I used that goal bonus to repay my gambling debts. I'll split it with you after the next match."

Bendtner came over, sounding a little dejected.

Li Luo sat on the bench and looked up. "You might not even start next match."

Competition on Wolfsburg's front line was fierce.

The Arsenal Emperor scratched his head. "Can't be helped. My training form has been pretty good lately, so I should have a chance to play."

He had picked up his gambling addiction several years ago while recovering from an injury. His luck was not especially bad, yet he had still lost several million pounds so far.

Fortunately, he later became obsessed with drinking and women, gradually kicking the gambling habit.

Even when he occasionally played a few hands, the stakes were very low.

Throughout football history, most once-famous stars who ended up destitute after retirement had fallen into bad habits.

Li Luo smiled and shook his head. "It's fine, I was joking. Football is a team sport. Your goal wasn't my achievement alone."

Bendtner beamed and patted his backside as he left. "Next time, for sure."

Tom approached with a folder in hand and said quietly, "Li, the legal department has reviewed the GG endorsement contract too. There aren't any problems."

He then handed over two photographs.

They showed candid, makeup-free photos of two foreign girls. "Pick one."

Li Luo looked puzzled. "The club is even setting me up on dates?"

Tom's mouth twitched. "No, they're your colleagues... ahem, your female GG partners. They're about your age and not too tall either. They're signed models from legitimate agencies, selected by the Volkswagen Group from among several thousand candidates. They said you could choose."

"Alright."

Li Luo raised the two photographs.

Around the training ground, jets of water shot into the air, scattering droplets that sparkled crystal-clear beneath the afternoon sun.

The girl in the photo in his left hand had blonde hair and blue eyes. She stood on the stone steps of the Great Wall, wearing a panda hat and smiling brightly.

The girl in the photo in his right hand had black hair and green eyes. Leaning against a wall, her curvy figure was accentuated by a light blue gauze dress gathered up to reveal a pair of long, perfectly proportioned legs.

"Do I really have to choose only one?"

"Can I choose both?"

Three hours later.

Li Luo and Tom arrived at Volkswagen's filming base.

The staff were bustling about.

Hans hurried over excitedly. "Li, I'm very sorry. I hope this timing hasn't interfered with your rest. The shoot will be over very soon."

"Come, let me introduce you to Chanel's own daughter."

"Lauren de Graaf!"

"You two are the same age."

A foreign girl with a golden ponytail approached gracefully, her smile gentle.

Li Luo recognized her as the girl in the first photograph wearing the panda hat.

"Hm? Lauren, you're much prettier in person than in the photo."

"Thank you. It's a pleasure to meet you, Li."

What young girl did not dream of love?

Besides, Lauren had watched Wolfsburg's match highlights. The Chinese teenager had controlled the entire game, every touch of the ball effortless and graceful. He had played so coolly.

It was Li Luo's first time seeing such a pretty, delicate girl.

The two met each other's eyes, then lowered their heads at the same time, their cheeks flushing red.

"..."

Hans slapped his forehead and pulled Tom away. "Come with me to discuss the details with the director."

After a moment of silence, Lauren was naturally outgoing and took the initiative to break the awkwardness.

"Li, I've been to China."

"Where did you go?"

"I took some photos on my phone. Come closer and have a look."

Li Luo was just about to lean in, catching a faint whiff of perfume as his heartbeat quickened... when an astonishingly beautiful figure suddenly entered his vision.

He looked up.

A black-haired girl with cool, distant features was walking slowly toward them.

No one could take their eyes off her.

She was so beautiful.

Her face was enchanting to the extreme, yet still carried a cool, aloof air.

Her green eyes seemed to possess some kind of magic.

Li Luo felt as though he had stepped into an animated film and encountered an ancient Egyptian princess.

Seeing the Chinese teenager staring blankly at her, the girl's cheeks reddened slightly.

"Hi, Li. I'm Larissa."

"Hello, Larissa. You're even more beautiful in person than in the photos."

What young girl didn't dream of love?

Besides, Larissa had read Li Luo's news coverage: a last-gasp equalizer in his Premier League debut, then commanding the game in his Bundesliga debut and delivering an elegant chipped pass that tore through the defense for an assist...

It was Li Luo's first time seeing a girl who was both so alluring and so cool in temperament.

The two met each other's eyes, then lowered their heads at the same time, their cheeks flushing red.

Lauren looked displeased and lightly stamped her foot. Why does this guy blush whenever he sees a pretty girl?

Clap! Clap! Clap!

In the distance, the bearded director clapped his hands.

"Get ready to work!"

"Chinese genius, Dutch girl, Brazilian girl, come over here!"

A long while later.

As he walked out of the filming location, the Chinese teenager could no longer remember what the GG advertisement had been about.

He did not remember what they had filmed, either.

This time, he had gained nothing.

Other than the fact that his phone now had the contact information of two girls.

Tom said solemnly, "Li, the boss told me to remind you at all times to stay focused on the pitch and not let girls cloud your judgment."

He could not help thinking of Ferguson's old conflict with Beckham and silently sighed.

Li Luo nodded. "Mm-hm."

The GG endorsement is just a job. I like both girls, which means I don't actually like either of them. I just think they're pretty and have great figures.

I can't get addicted to hanging out with girls.

I need to train hard. The next Bundesliga round is coming soon.

When he returned home, his phone chimed with several message notifications.

Li Luo checked and saw that they were all messages from Lauren.

He ignored it.

He flicked the football up and headed to the training ground in the yard.

The training ground's turf had also been replaced with seasonal zoysia grass.

Thud! Thud-thud-thud!

A series of crisp strikes scattered three orioles from the branches.

A commercial preview leaked online in China.

It was quite long.

The general plot involved Li Luo leading an expedition team to an ancient Egyptian ruin in search of treasure.

The story was wholesome.

There was no romance involved, and the costumes used plenty of fabric.

His teammate was a blonde, blue-eyed foreign beauty.

In the end.

Li Luo slowly moved aside the mummy's tomb and came face-to-face with an ancient Egyptian princess who looked like a goddess.

A line of ad copy slowly appeared at the end: Unveil eternity.

The views and comments kept skyrocketing.

-[Good lord, two in one go!]

-[I think the title should be changed to Li Luo Introduces Me to Young Models. Much more eye-catching.]

-[The Sun just said it: Li Luo prefers Eastern girls and isn't interested in European or American young models.]

-[I think Lauren is prettier.]

-[Larissa has more exotic charm after putting on makeup.]

Hoffenheim.

A village under the city of Sinsheim in Baden-Württemberg, Germany, with a permanent population of only 3,200.

The club's head coach, Markus Gisdol, sat in his office, staring solemnly at the computer screen.

"Next round of the Bundesliga, we have to contain De Bruyne."

"As for that Chinese Li..."