With chatting with his teammates and the effect of alcohol, Mark slowly relaxed.
In his previous life, he was a homebody.
Apart from playing football, watching football games, and other group activities, he had never been to a nightclub.
Of course, he had never been to a nightclub in this life either.
All of this was new to him.
However, at this moment, a fragrant breeze wafted over:
When he turned his head, he saw a tall, blonde girl standing right in front of him!
"Hi!"
Seeing her waving and greeting him, Mark thought she was a girl introduced by the nightclub manager, so he immediately moved inward and made a space for her.
"Hi!"
Seeing this, Keeley was stunned for a moment, then sat down very generously.
This scene made her best friends, who were watching the show from across the way, beat their chests in frustration!
After sitting down, Keeley put her hand directly on Mark's shoulder: "My friends and I were drinking over there. I saw you and thought you were cute, so I came over to say hello."
As the girl slightly parted her fragrant lips, an orchid-like breath swirled around Mark's ear, giving him a strange feeling.
Although English was not his native language.
However, because De Bruyne's German wasn't very good, Mark would often use half English and half German when communicating with De Bruyne.
After this training, his English had also improved by leaps and bounds.
However, her intentions still surprised him a bit.
Was I just picked up by a beauty?
As his thoughts turned, Mark didn't forget to turn his head to look at her.
Just now, under the dim light, Mark hadn't seen her appearance clearly, only knew that she had a good figure and smooth blonde hair.
But now, sitting shoulder to shoulder, at such a close distance, Mark could see that in addition to her devilish figure, she also had an angelic face that made it impossible to look away.
Damn!
As expected of London's most high-end nightclub, the quality of these girls is too high!
Especially those provocative eyes, which are hard to resist!
But she looks a little familiar... "Oh, I see!"
"Then it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Mark."
Facing Mark's self-introduction, Jili smiled charmingly, "My name is Keeley,"
"Hello,Keeley."
At this time, Gustavo and others sitting next to him finally noticed that there was an additional blonde beauty next to Mark.
Gustavo directly poked Mark with his elbow, and then teased him loudly in his ear: "Yo, kid, you're amazing! You've hooked up with a beauty so quickly! Is this really your first time at a nightclub?"
"She came over to say hello to me herself."
"Then what about the girl the manager is going to introduce later?"
"If you like, two can accompany you."
"Hahaha, that's not bad either..."
Seeing Mark talking to Gustavo, Keeley, who couldn't understand German at all, leaned half of her body on Mark and asked in his ear: "Hey, what are your friends saying?"
The faint fragrant breath exhaled, and Mark, feeling itchy on his neck, couldn't help but feel a surge of heat rising.
Although his soul was a young man in his twenties, this body was only an eighteen-year-old teenager, and a professional athlete full of hormones.
Being teased intentionally or unintentionally by the girl like this, Mark couldn't help but feel a little parched.
"He said you are very beautiful, and I said yes."
Hearing this,
Chapter 154: An Encounter with Keeley Hazel... The pounding DJ music constantly echoed in my ears.
With chatting with his teammates and the effect of alcohol, Mark slowly relaxed.
In his previous life, he was a homebody.
Apart from playing football, watching football games, and other group activities, he had never been to a nightclub.
Of course, he had never been to a nightclub in this life either.
All of this was new to him.
However, at this moment, a fragrant breeze wafted over:
When he turned his head, he saw a tall, blonde girl standing right in front of him!
"Hi!"
Seeing her waving and greeting him, Mark thought she was a girl introduced by the nightclub manager, so he immediately moved inward and made a space for her.
"Hi!"
Seeing this, Keeley was stunned for a moment, then sat down very generously.
This scene made her best friends, who were watching the show from across the way, beat their chests in frustration!
After sitting down, Keeley put her hand directly on Mark's shoulder: "My friends and I were drinking over there. I saw you and thought you were cute, so I came over to say hello."
As the girl slightly parted her fragrant lips, an orchid-like breath swirled around Mark's ear, giving him a strange feeling.
Although English was not his native language.
However, because De Bruyne's German wasn't very good, Mark would often use half English and half German when communicating with De Bruyne.
After this training, his English had also improved by leaps and bounds.
However, her intentions still surprised him a bit.
Was I just picked up by a beauty?
As his thoughts turned, Mark didn't forget to turn his head to look at her.
Just now, under the dim light, Mark hadn't seen her appearance clearly, only knew that she had a good figure and smooth blonde hair.
But now, sitting shoulder to shoulder, at such a close distance, Mark could see that in addition to her devilish figure, she also had an angelic face that made it impossible to look away.
Damn!
As expected of London's most high-end nightclub, the quality of these girls is too high!
Especially those provocative eyes, which are hard to resist!
But she looks a little familiar... "Oh, I see!"
"Then it's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Mark."
Facing Mark's self-introduction, Jili smiled charmingly, "My name is Keeley,"
"Hello,Keeley."
At this time, Gustavo and others sitting next to him finally noticed that there was an additional blonde beauty next to Mark.
Gustavo directly poked Mark with his elbow, and then teased him loudly in his ear: "Yo, kid, you're amazing! You've hooked up with a beauty so quickly! Is this really your first time at a nightclub?"
"She came over to say hello to me herself."
"Then what about the girl the manager is going to introduce later?"
"If you like, two can accompany you."
"Hahaha, that's not bad either..."
Seeing Mark talking to Gustavo, Keeley, who couldn't understand German at all, leaned half of her body on Mark and asked in his ear: "Hey, what are your friends saying?"
The faint fragrant breath exhaled, and Mark, feeling itchy on his neck, couldn't help but feel a surge of heat rising.
Although his soul was a young man in his twenties, this body was only an eighteen-year-old teenager, and a professional athlete full of hormones.
Being teased intentionally or unintentionally by the girl like this, Mark couldn't help but feel a little parched.
"He said you are very beautiful, and I said yes."
Hearing this, Jili raised the corners of her mouth slightly and casually flicked her scattered bangs, "I feel like he said more than that. You guys said a lot..."
"Haha, he really said that..."
"Speaking of which, where are you guys from?"
"We are from Germany."
"Why are Germans in a London nightclub?"
"We came to London to play a game. We are all Wolfsburg players."
Facing the girl's question, Mark told the truth.
Anyway, they are not people who can't be seen in the light. On the contrary, with his fame in the world football scene, the news of him coming to the nightclub tonight has already spread throughout social media.
And Keeley obviously didn't expect the other party to be so honest.
Although she had encountered many Premier League stars privately messaging her on social media, and had also met people in nightclubs who claimed to be Premier League players who wanted to get to know her.
However, they were all the same, looking at her with the eyes of a pervert looking at prey.
As if buying her a drink would be enough to trick her into bed... On the contrary, Mark, this little fresh meat who looked like a virgin, was more simple and gave her a greater sense of novelty.
"By the way, my friends are all watching me over there. We're betting on whether I can buy you a drink."
Hearing this, Mark was a little confused and couldn't keep up with the other party's rhythm: "Buy me a drink? Shouldn't I be buying you a drink?"
"Hahaha, you're so cute!"
Keeley suddenly reached out and pinched Mark's cheek, then suddenly leaned closer, put her mouth to his ear, and whispered: "For the man I like, I prefer to take the initiative!"
Damn!
This girl is too proactive?!
While surprised, Mark finally realized who this girl who was good-looking, had a good figure, and was very proactive was.
"Keeley... Keeley... Keeley Hazel?!"
A girl named Jili, with such a curvy figure, and able to appear in this kind of high-end nightclub, is definitely not an ordinary person.
Either a model or a celebrity.
And the one in front of him should be the most famous Page 3 girl of the British The Sun, Keeley Hazel, who has an angelic face and a devilish figure, and is known by the British media as the "Ninth Wonder of the World"!
Page 3 Girl is a semi-naked model regularly published by the famous British tabloid The Sun on the third page since 1970, aiming to provide light-hearted content for news reading.
The selection criteria for Page 3 girls are very strict.
They must have a good figure and high appearance, and their whole body must be natural.
When watching the Premier League in his previous life, Mark would also be attracted by the scandals of Premier League stars.
Among all the beauties who had scandals or dates with Premier League stars, apart from Ashley Cole's Cheryl from the girl group, the most famous was this Keeley Hazel.
No other reason, only because she is the dream lover of the masses, and also the object that many Premier League stars want to date!
After learning about the other party's background, Mark relaxed a lot.
Originally, he was wary of women of unknown origin taking the initiative to approach him.
After all, with his current fame and status in the football world, he has long become the target of countless girls.
The private messages from beauties and internet celebrities received on social media every day cannot be counted with both hands and feet.
Although he is not very clear about Keeley Hazel's purpose in approaching him.
But at least now he knows who he is dealing with.
After Keeley came back from the bar with two glasses of wine, she saw that Gustavo, Perišić, and others were all sitting next to a girl.
Especially Gustavo, who was embracing one on each side!
Only Mark's side still had a space left for her.
Seeing this, Keeley raised the corners of her mouth.
"Here, this is your Martini!"
"Thank you."
Since he was already here, and a beautiful woman was offering him a drink, Mark didn't care too much, but relaxed and enjoyed the moment.
Next, he and Keeley chatted while drinking.
They talked about everything from the types of cocktails to their hobbies, and then to soccer.
And the drinks in their glasses were downed one after another.
Stimulated by the alcohol and the beautiful woman, Mark, who was visiting a nightclub for the first time, got quite drunk!
Then, egged on by Gustavo and his teammates, he directly called the nightclub manager and announced that all the drinks would be on him, Young Master Ma!
For a Bundesliga star with an annual salary of 4.5 million euros, spending tens of thousands of euros in one night is not excessive at all.
Besides, since signing the renewal, Mark hasn't had many places to spend money, except for spending over two hundred thousand euros to buy a Porsche ra.
Now that he has completed his Champions League debut and scored his first Champions League goal, he should celebrate well.
"Guys, all the drinks tonight are on Mark!"
With the DJ's announcement, all the guests cheered in unison.
Many guests took the initiative to come to Mark's booth and have a drink with him!
This scene reminded Mark a bit of the toasting scenes back in China.
So much face!
The Brazilian Gustavo was also very good at handling things. After whispering a few words to the nightclub manager with a wine glass in hand, the DJ also received instructions.
"Guys, let's raise our glasses to congratulate Mark for scoring his first Champions League goal!"
"Woah!"
"So that's the kid?!"
"This Mark, should be the one who scored the free kick at Stamford Bridge today..." "It should be."
Under the DJ's lead, all the guests raised their glasses and said in unison to Mark, "Cheers to Mark!"
Although there were many Chelsea fans among the guests, everyone was drunk and didn't care about such things.
Mark also raised his glass and toasted all the guests.
This nightclub carnival lasted until two in the morning.
In the end, Gustavo, Perišić, and Arnold were all red-faced with drunkenness.
Fortunately, Mark had enough self-control. After feeling a little drunk halfway through, he slowed down his drinking Speed and frequency, and just focused on chatting with the beautiful Keeley Hazel.
Seeing that he couldn't take care of those drunkards by himself, Mark also found his agent, who was partying at another table, and asked him to arrange manpower and cars to send Gustavo and others back to the hotel.
After finishing this matter, Mark returned to the booth, ready to say goodbye to Keeley Hazel.
However, what he didn't expect was that Keeley, her face flushed and her eyes blurred from drinking, suddenly hugged his arm, then leaned her head on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Mark, I'm a little dizzy, can you take me home?"
Such a direct temptation made Mark a little unable to resist.
Whether it's her figure or appearance, Keeley Hazel is top-notch.
Such a pure and seductive woman inviting him so directly, wouldn't he be a man if he didn't seize this opportunity?!
Without hesitation, Mark immediately put his arm around Jili's slender waist and pulled her up from the booth: "Okay, I'll take you home!"
Hearing a satisfactory answer, Keeley raised an eyebrow, then supported her forehead and said in a low voice, "Wait for me, I'll go to the bathroom first."
"Do you want me to go with you?"
"No, I can do it myself."
With that, Keeley Hazel stood up and staggered towards the bathroom. However, as soon as she entered the bathroom, she immediately sobered up.
She first came to the mirror and tidied up her makeup and hair a little, and then did not forget to take out her mobile phone and report in the bestie group chat: "Sisters, he is going to take me home, watch me take him down tonight!"
As soon as this message was sent, the besties replied in seconds: "You bad woman who values lust over friendship!"
"Remember to take protective measures!"
"You little glutton, you're eating too well?!"
After a while, Mark saw Keeley walk out of the bathroom.
Seeing her somewhat crooked steps, Mark quickly stepped forward and put his arms around her slender waist, "Keeley, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I can still drink..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she pretended to be overwhelmed by alcohol again, leaning tightly on Mark's body.
Since both of them had been drinking, they certainly didn't dare to drive.
Mark could only hold the woman's slender waist tightly and come to the entrance of the nightclub to call a car together.
When they saw the two walking out of the main entrance of the bar, the paparazzi squatting at the entrance immediately picked up the cameras in their hands and frantically pressed the shutter button.
Click, click... Accompanied by the flashing magnesium lights, the photo of the two in the same frame was recorded in the camera.
"That's Keeley Hazel?!"
"It's actually that German kid!"
"This bastard is too lucky?!"
You must know that Keeley Hazel is a universally recognized sex goddess by half of the men in the UK.
How many Premier League stars privately and publicly want to kiss her, but she doesn't even bother with them.
But now, this famous sex goddess is actually leaning on that stinky kid?!
How could this not make all the men present envious and itchy?!
Fortunately, there was a taxi waiting for business at the entrance of the nightclub. Mark helped Keeley, who was almost hanging on him, into the taxi, and then sat in the back seat of the car together.
The driver looked in the rearview mirror and then asked, "Where to?"
"Keeley, what's your address?"
"Take me to No. XX, XX Street, Camden Town..."
"Okay."
As the taxi started, the paparazzi also got into the car and began to chase.
One is the dream lover of all men in the UK, and the other is the most popular football superstar in Germany.
If they could take photos of the two entering a hotel or private residence, it would definitely be an exclusive big news!
Looking back at the paparazzi chasing after him, Mark asked, "Buddy, can you shake off those paparazzi behind us?"
"That's a bit difficult..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mark took out a stack of euros from his pocket and handed it over: "How about now?"
Taking the stack of green bills, the driver immediately sat up straight and entered a fighting state: "No problem at all!"
The next second, he stepped on the accelerator, and the whole car suddenly darted out!
Fortunately, the streets of London in the early hours of the morning were very empty, which also allowed the driver's superb driving skills to be used.
About ten minutes later, the taxi that had shaken off the paparazzi arrived at its destination.
"Buddy, I'll remember you. Leave me a phone number, and I'll look for you again next time I come to London!"
"No problem at all!"
After getting the driver's phone number, Mark helped the dizzy Keeley out of the car, and then closed the door.
Looking at the apartment building in front of him, Mark casually asked, "Keeley, you're home."
At this moment, Keeley, who was leaning on Mark, suddenly raised her hand to hold his face, looking at him with seductive eyes: "Do you want to go up for a cup of tea?"
raised the corners of her mouth slightly and casually flicked her scattered bangs, "I feel like he said more than that. You guys said a lot..."
"Haha, he really said that..."
"Speaking of which, where are you guys from?"
"We are from Germany."
"Why are Germans in a London nightclub?"
"We came to London to play a game. We are all Wolfsburg players."
Facing the girl's question, Mark told the truth.
Anyway, they are not people who can't be seen in the light. On the contrary, with his fame in the world football scene, the news of him coming to the nightclub tonight has already spread throughout social media.
And Keeley obviously didn't expect the other party to be so honest.
Although she had encountered many Premier League stars privately messaging her on social media, and had also met people in nightclubs who claimed to be Premier League players who wanted to get to know her.
However, they were all the same, looking at her with the eyes of a pervert looking at prey.
As if buying her a drink would be enough to trick her into bed... On the contrary, Mark, this little fresh meat who looked like a virgin, was more simple and gave her a greater sense of novelty.
"By the way, my friends are all watching me over there. We're betting on whether I can buy you a drink."
Hearing this, Mark was a little confused and couldn't keep up with the other party's rhythm: "Buy me a drink? Shouldn't I be buying you a drink?"
"Hahaha, you're so cute!"
Keeley suddenly reached out and pinched Mark's cheek, then suddenly leaned closer, put her mouth to his ear, and whispered: "For the man I like, I prefer to take the initiative!"
Damn!
This girl is too proactive?!
While surprised, Mark finally realized who this girl who was good-looking, had a good figure, and was very proactive was.
"Keeley... Keeley... Keeley Hazel?!"
A girl named Jili, with such a curvy figure, and able to appear in this kind of high-end nightclub, is definitely not an ordinary person.
Either a model or a celebrity.
And the one in front of him should be the most famous Page 3 girl of the British The Sun, Keeley Hazel, who has an angelic face and a devilish figure, and is known by the British media as the "Ninth Wonder of the World"!
Page 3 Girl is a semi-naked model regularly published by the famous British tabloid The Sun on the third page since 1970, aiming to provide light-hearted content for news reading.
The selection criteria for Page 3 girls are very strict.
They must have a good figure and high appearance, and their whole body must be natural.
When watching the Premier League in his previous life, Mark would also be attracted by the scandals of Premier League stars.
Among all the beauties who had scandals or dates with Premier League stars, apart from Ashley Cole's Cheryl from the girl group, the most famous was this Keeley Hazel.
No other reason, only because she is the dream lover of the masses, and also the object that many Premier League stars want to date!
After learning about the other party's background, Mark relaxed a lot.
Originally, he was wary of women of unknown origin taking the initiative to approach him.
After all, with his current fame and status in the football world, he has long become the target of countless girls.
The private messages from beauties and internet celebrities received on social media every day cannot be counted with both hands and feet.
Although he is not very clear about Keeley Hazel's purpose in approaching him.
But at least now he knows who he is dealing with.
After Keeley came back from the bar with two glasses of wine, she saw that Gustavo, Perišić, and others were all sitting next to a girl.
Especially Gustavo, who was embracing one on each side!
Only Mark's side still had a space left for her.
Seeing this, Keeley raised the corners of her mouth.
"Here, this is your Martini!"
"Thank you."
Since he was already here, and a beautiful woman was offering him a drink, Mark didn't care too much, but relaxed and enjoyed the moment.
Next, he and Keeley chatted while drinking.
They talked about everything from the types of cocktails to their hobbies, and then to soccer.
And the drinks in their glasses were downed one after another.
Stimulated by the alcohol and the beautiful woman, Mark, who was visiting a nightclub for the first time, got quite drunk!
Then, egged on by Gustavo and his teammates, he directly called the nightclub manager and announced that all the drinks would be on him, Young Master Ma!
For a Bundesliga star with an annual salary of 4.5 million euros, spending tens of thousands of euros in one night is not excessive at all.
Besides, since signing the renewal, Mark hasn't had many places to spend money, except for spending over two hundred thousand euros to buy a Porsche ra.
Now that he has completed his Champions League debut and scored his first Champions League goal, he should celebrate well.
"Guys, all the drinks tonight are on Mark!"
With the DJ's announcement, all the guests cheered in unison.
Many guests took the initiative to come to Mark's booth and have a drink with him!
This scene reminded Mark a bit of the toasting scenes back in China.
So much face!
The Brazilian Gustavo was also very good at handling things. After whispering a few words to the nightclub manager with a wine glass in hand, the DJ also received instructions.
"Guys, let's raise our glasses to congratulate Mark for scoring his first Champions League goal!"
"Woah!"
"So that's the kid?!"
"This Mark, should be the one who scored the free kick at Stamford Bridge today..." "It should be."
Under the DJ's lead, all the guests raised their glasses and said in unison to Mark, "Cheers to Mark!"
Although there were many Chelsea fans among the guests, everyone was drunk and didn't care about such things.
Mark also raised his glass and toasted all the guests.
This nightclub carnival lasted until two in the morning.
In the end, Gustavo, Perišić, and Arnold were all red-faced with drunkenness.
Fortunately, Mark had enough self-control. After feeling a little drunk halfway through, he slowed down his drinking Speed and frequency, and just focused on chatting with the beautiful Keeley Hazel.
Seeing that he couldn't take care of those drunkards by himself, Mark also found his agent, who was partying at another table, and asked him to arrange manpower and cars to send Gustavo and others back to the hotel.
After finishing this matter, Mark returned to the booth, ready to say goodbye to Keeley Hazel.
However, what he didn't expect was that Keeley, her face flushed and her eyes blurred from drinking, suddenly hugged his arm, then leaned her head on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "Mark, I'm a little dizzy, can you take me home?"
Such a direct temptation made Mark a little unable to resist.
Whether it's her figure or appearance, Keeley Hazel is top-notch.
Such a pure and seductive woman inviting him so directly, wouldn't he be a man if he didn't seize this opportunity?!
Without hesitation, Mark immediately put his arm around Jili's slender waist and pulled her up from the booth: "Okay, I'll take you home!"
Hearing a satisfactory answer, Keeley raised an eyebrow, then supported her forehead and said in a low voice, "Wait for me, I'll go to the bathroom first."
"Do you want me to go with you?"
"No, I can do it myself."
With that, Keeley Hazel stood up and staggered towards the bathroom. However, as soon as she entered the bathroom, she immediately sobered up.
She first came to the mirror and tidied up her makeup and hair a little, and then did not forget to take out her mobile phone and report in the bestie group chat: "Sisters, he is going to take me home, watch me take him down tonight!"
As soon as this message was sent, the besties replied in seconds: "You bad woman who values lust over friendship!"
"Remember to take protective measures!"
"You little glutton, you're eating too well?!"
After a while, Mark saw Keeley walk out of the bathroom.
Seeing her somewhat crooked steps, Mark quickly stepped forward and put his arms around her slender waist, "Keeley, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I can still drink..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she pretended to be overwhelmed by alcohol again, leaning tightly on Mark's body.
Since both of them had been drinking, they certainly didn't dare to drive.
Mark could only hold the woman's slender waist tightly and come to the entrance of the nightclub to call a car together.
When they saw the two walking out of the main entrance of the bar, the paparazzi squatting at the entrance immediately picked up the cameras in their hands and frantically pressed the shutter button.
Click, click... Accompanied by the flashing magnesium lights, the photo of the two in the same frame was recorded in the camera.
"That's Keeley Hazel?!"
"It's actually that German kid!"
"This bastard is too lucky?!"
You must know that Keeley Hazel is a universally recognized sex goddess by half of the men in the UK.
How many Premier League stars privately and publicly want to kiss her, but she doesn't even bother with them.
But now, this famous sex goddess is actually leaning on that stinky kid?!
How could this not make all the men present envious and itchy?!
Fortunately, there was a taxi waiting for business at the entrance of the nightclub. Mark helped Keeley, who was almost hanging on him, into the taxi, and then sat in the back seat of the car together.
The driver looked in the rearview mirror and then asked, "Where to?"
"Keeley, what's your address?"
"Take me to No. XX, XX Street, Camden Town..."
"Okay."
As the taxi started, the paparazzi also got into the car and began to chase.
One is the dream lover of all men in the UK, and the other is the most popular football superstar in Germany.
If they could take photos of the two entering a hotel or private residence, it would definitely be an exclusive big news!
Looking back at the paparazzi chasing after him, Mark asked, "Buddy, can you shake off those paparazzi behind us?"
"That's a bit difficult..."
Before he could finish speaking, Mark took out a stack of euros from his pocket and handed it over: "How about now?"
Taking the stack of green bills, the driver immediately sat up straight and entered a fighting state: "No problem at all!"
The next second, he stepped on the accelerator, and the whole car suddenly darted out!
Fortunately, the streets of London in the early hours of the morning were very empty, which also allowed the driver's superb driving skills to be used.
About ten minutes later, the taxi that had shaken off the paparazzi arrived at its destination.
"Buddy, I'll remember you. Leave me a phone number, and I'll look for you again next time I come to London!"
"No problem at all!"
After getting the driver's phone number, Mark helped the dizzy Keeley out of the car, and then closed the door.
Looking at the apartment building in front of him, Mark casually asked, "Keeley, you're home."
At this moment, Keeley, who was leaning on Mark, suddenly raised her hand to hold his face, looking at him with seductive eyes: "Do you want to go up for a cup of tea?"