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As the heroic music played, Dortmund's players walked past the rostrum one by one to receive their awards. Platini stood there with a smile on his face, but he didn't know whether the smile was real or fake.

When it was Lin Yu's turn, Platini looked at the young Chinese player carefully for a while, then patted Lin Yu heavily on the shoulder and said, "Good job, good boy. Keep up the good work."

Lin Yu suddenly grinned and said, "Chairman, can you give me two gold medals?"

"What?" Platini didn't understand what Lin Yu wanted to express.

"Well, that's what it means literally. You should know Spanish, right?" Lin Yu said it again in Spanish.

Platini only came back to his senses at this time. He looked at Lin Yu with some surprise and said, "What do you want two medals for? Everyone can only make one of these. If you get more medals, they will be gone."

"No, there must be spare ones, otherwise if a few are lost, wouldn't it be a big joke?"

"Just tell me what you want so many medals for?" Platini asked.

"I want to use it to thank the fans who have always supported me! You know, we players and even coaches can get honors from UEFA, but fans can't get them." Lin Yu smiled.

Before leaving Dortmund, Lin Yu always wanted to do something to express his gratitude to the fans who have been supporting him unremittingly. Now he has won the Triple Crown, but it is a pity that the fans cannot come to the field to receive the award. This has to be said

It's a pity.

Platini was still thinking about what Lin Yu wanted to do, but Lin Yu had already done something that stunned him.

This young guy recreated the amazing scene Mourinho once performed at Stamford Bridge. He threw his medal into the Dortmund stands. Everyone knew what it meant. He wanted to give this medal to

Fans, thank you for their continued support.

It's a pity that there is only one medal, otherwise he really wants to give one to everyone, and now he just wants to express his feelings.

"You! What have you done?" Platini was shaking with anger.

"President, don't worry about these little things. Anyway, the medal is mine. I can give it to whomever I want. OK, don't think about these things anymore and get on with the next thing."

Although Platini was very angry with Lin Yu's behavior, unfortunately UEFA's regulations did not say that medals could not be given away, so he could only be angry.

The assistant next to him gave him a gentle push, and he remembered that the Champions League trophy had not yet been awarded.

As captain, Weidenfeller personally held the shiny metallic trophy. He raised the trophy with both hands and roared: "We are the champions! European champions!"

The teammates around him shouted together, and this shot was also locked, becoming an important halo in the history of Dortmund.

The music at the scene suddenly became impassioned, like a war march, and the fireworks flying in the sky complemented the metallic luster of the trophy, making everything even more beautiful.

The great cause of the Triple Crown is finally completed!

…

After the crazy celebration, Lin Yu dragged his exhausted body back to the hotel and had a good sleep. This was probably the worst sleep he had ever had in his life. He simply didn't want to think about anything or go to anything.

Do.

When he woke up, it was already twelve o'clock the next day. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he picked up his mobile phone to check if there were any missed calls or text messages. This was a habit he had developed, mainly because he was afraid of delaying anything.

There were three text messages in the text box. The first one was Abramovich's blessing. It has to be said that it is really rare for the Chelsea boss to send such a text message at this time. After all, the champion of Dortmund is stepping on Chelsea's corpse.

obtained.

The text messages were congratulations from Qu Hong, Alban and Thomas. One look at the content of the text messages showed that it was written by Qu Hong, and the signature at the end must have been added by her.

The last text message was sent by Mia. Mia told Lin Yu that she wanted to meet and urgently wanted to meet!

In fact, Lin Yu also wanted to meet. He was only twenty years old now, when he was full of energy. He didn't feel anything during competitions and training, but once he was free, he would feel extremely uncomfortable and always felt itchy in his heart.

He hurried out of the door and happened to meet Piszczek walking by, so he said casually: "Big brother, tell Crowe that I have something to do and go out. If the team wants to return to Dortmund, give me a call."

That’s it.”

Piszczek was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "You kid didn't even eat the big meal invited by the head coach. It must be a date with a beautiful woman. I saw the news yesterday. Mia was on camera many times.

, it seems like your relationship won’t be hidden anymore, right?”

"No, is it necessary to have a big dinner here instead of back to Dortmund?" Lin Yu asked in surprise.

"Nonsense, of course I have to invite you here. After returning to Dortmund, he will be very busy. Where will he have time to treat you to dinner?" Piszczek glanced at Lin Yu and said angrily.

"When does it begin?"

"Nine o'clock at night!"

"That's no problem. I'll have time. Just send the address to my mobile phone's text box and I'll just rush there myself."

His girlfriend wants to accompany him, but the head coach's treat cannot be delayed, especially Klopp's treat. After all, he is his mentor and has been kind to him. Lin Yu even thinks more of him than women.

Friends are even more important.

So he could only try to compress the time with Mia as much as possible.

"That's true. Even if you can work hard for four or five hours, it will be enough." Piszczek glanced at Lin Yu ambiguously, smiled, and then turned and left.

Lin Yu didn't mean to be ashamed at all. He might have done it before, but not anymore after doing it once. He felt that it was a human physiological need and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

He hurried out of the hotel, took a taxi, and found the hotel where Mia was staying according to the address given by Mia's text message.

The place was not far from the hotel we were staying in in Dortmund, so we arrived not long after.

When he saw Mia opening the door from inside, his whole face turned red. Don't get me wrong, it was not a shy blush, but an excited flush.

Mia was wearing an extremely sexy outfit, standing there like a seductive fairy.

Lin Yu couldn't suppress the rebellion of male hormones. He stepped forward and hugged Mia. Then the two kissed passionately, closed the door with their feet, and kissed all the way to the bed. At this time, Mia's clothes were almost gone.

It was torn apart, and Lin Yu's upper body was also naked.

Looking at those strong and well-proportioned muscles, Mia's eyes were filled with fascination.

"Come on, baby, you're suffocating me!"

…

The movement in the room had stopped, and Mia was lying there with a flushed face. Although she covered her body with a sheet, she still couldn't hide the spring beauty.

Lin Yu also lay there and asked in a low voice: "Do you like it?"

"How do you answer this question..."

"Should we see each other more often in the future? Anyway, the relationship has been basically made public, and there is no need to hide it, otherwise it will really be suppressed." Lin Yu said again.

"I think so too, but you also know that the more famous a person is, the more social activities they have. I used to be a graphic model and shoot some commercials. There weren't as many things as now, but since I took over the filming of the movie, everything has changed.

I am so busy that I have no time at all." Mia sighed.

She also wanted to be with Lin Yu longer, but she also had her own career, and she didn't want to ruin her career because of love. In that case, his family would definitely blame Lin Yu even more.

"It's okay! At best, you can stay in the UK more in the future. I will go to the Premier League to play football next season. There should be many opportunities for us to meet!" Lin Yu patted Mia's smooth and plump buttocks, and then sat down.

He got up and put on his clothes.

"Do you have anything else to do?"

"Well, the head coach invites you to a big dinner tonight. I have to go! How about you coming too?" Lin Yu asked.

"Forget it, you guys, what's going on with me as a woman? If I was hugged or kissed by another man, wouldn't you be jealous?"

"Why not, but I believe that my charm is greater than theirs, and you still belong to me!" Lin Yu chuckled.

"It'll stink!" Mia curled her lips and said, "In this case, I will go back to England after taking some rest."

"Let's go now, I can just see you off!"

"Bad guy, you still said that!" Mia hit Lin Yu with a pillow and said, "It's all your fault. My legs are still weak."

"Hahaha, that's it, that's it. I didn't expect that I, Lin Yu, would be pretty good." When Lin Yu laughed, he suddenly remembered the doorbell.

Lin Yu walked over and looked on the screen and saw that it was Mia's agent. He was relieved now, otherwise he would have been reluctant to leave Mia alone.

After opening the door, Lin Yu said a few polite words to Mia's agent, then went to the bed and kissed Mia gently on the forehead, and then reluctantly left the room.

Klopp seemed very happy that Lin Yu could attend the dinner party. He drank a little too much at the banquet. He staggered up to Lin Yu with a wine glass and said, "I! Klopp! The most proud disciple."

It’s you... you! You are leaving next season... you are leaving! I am very sad! But I will not stop... stop you from finding your dreams... No!"

There are some things Klopp would not say when he is sober, but once he is drunk, it is not up to him to say anything.

These words made Lin Yu feel a little painful in his heart, but the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. He can't stay in the Bundesliga forever. He has already won the glory here, and there is no point in playing anymore.

It may be difficult for people who are boring to perform well. Then they will not only cheat themselves, but also the team.

After this dinner, all members of Dortmund returned to Germany the next day, where there would be a grand welcome ceremony waiting for them in the city of Dortmund.

Champions League champion! Triple crown! This was something they thought was impossible at the beginning of the season but they did it. How could the fans forget this great sense of honor?

They have always supported the team and refused to give up. What is the reason? Is it not to see the team one day stand on the top of Europe and defeat that unforgettable championship.

Not only the fans, but also Dortmund's city officials, some local celebrities, reporters from various media, etc., and even German Chancellor Merkel personally came to the airport tarmac to greet them.

Merkel is famous for her love of football. Although the team she supports is Bayern, she is equally happy and supportive as long as the German team wins the Champions League.

As Dortmund's players stepped off the plane, Merkel was the first to applaud, followed closely by celebrities and city dignitaries.

The reporters kept pressing the shutters of their cameras, and the cameras filmed the entire process from beginning to end.

At this moment, for the Dortmund players, they were like heroes returning in triumph, receiving the most solemn welcome. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)