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Stop the car and ask them for autographs and photos.

It’s very lively
This is what Dong Qiudi dreamed of, but now he is sitting on the ground motionless and indifferent to what happened in front of him.
He didn’t ask for an autograph, and he didn’t take out his camera to take some pictures.
He looked at the scene but did nothing.
The camera and signature were all stolen in the backpack.
At this time, even if he wants to find a pen and paper to sign something to take a photo with?
He looked at the cheerful fans. Is he familiar with the stars in his eyes?
Bow your head in pain and bury your head in your legs
What’s worse than watching delicious food in front of your eyes but not eating it?
……
The players left soon, and the fans withdrew one after another. They left contentedly with autographs and photos.
Dong Qiudi is still sitting at the gate of the training base.
It’s getting dark.
The temperature dropped further and he felt the chill.
There are few fans outside the training base except him.
At this time, the door came again, and the car engine roared, and the remaining fans got excited and came to the gate. They were waiting for the last one to come out, and the coach always won.
Sure enough, a Mercedes-Benz GL drove slowly out of the base gate and stopped outside the gate to sign autographs and take photos with the fans.
Busy for a while, they dispersed the car and planned to leave.
At this time, Chang Sheng noticed a man sitting on the side of the road.
The man looked blankly at his garage, and he could just see his face.
This guy looks familiar … Huh?
Ah!
Changsheng remembers.
Isn’t this the "streaking brother" who jumped at the Beijing Super Cup and saw him coming to ask for his autograph and take a photo as soon as he passed by?
Why is he here?
Chang Sheng felt strange, so he simply pulled up to the fan’s side and poked his head out of the cab window to call him.
"Hey, man!"
……
Dong Qiudi didn’t expect to sit here and become speechless and be noticed by Changsheng.
He didn’t come to his senses until Changsheng called him.
He was surprised to hear familiar Chinese suddenly.
"Call me?" He pointed to himself.
"Who else can you have?" Ever-victorious nodded. "What brings you here? Are you an international student? "
Dong Qiudi shook his head. "No, I came to see Lazio."
"From China?"
"From China …"
"that’s really not easy. I’ve met many fans from China, but it’s the first time I’ve seen you in such a light array."
Dong Qiudi smiled bitterly when he heard Chang Sheng’s praise. "That’s because my backpack was stolen outside the Rome airport …"
Changsheng froze.