Ball king grower

It was just dawn in the morning, and it would take more than half an hour for Lin Yu's alarm clock to go off, but at this time, his cell phone started ringing manically.

"Ah——! Who is so annoying, disturbing your dreams so early in the morning?" Lin Yu reluctantly climbed out of bed, then took the phone and took a look. The number displayed on the screen was Piszczek's.

"Hey, brother, what time is this? Can't you call half an hour later?" Lin Yu said unhappily.

"You're still asleep, hurry up and read the newspaper, Dortmund Sport! You won't be able to fall asleep after reading it." Piszczek seemed to be in a hurry.

"What's wrong, is football going to change? Is the coach going to leave? Or is a certain superstar going to join Dortmund?"

"Don't ask, it's much more exciting than these. I guarantee you won't be able to sleep now, and maybe you won't be able to sleep tonight either."

Lin Yu finally heard what Piszczek meant, and I bet this matter has something to do with him. Although he doesn't subscribe to any newspapers, Alban has subscribed to many football newspapers, and they should have been delivered to his doorstep by now.

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So he hurriedly ran out of the apartment in his pajamas, went outside to get the newspaper, and found the "Dortmund Sport" among them.

The name sounds cool and formal. In fact, this newspaper is almost like the Great Emperor Bar. It never talks about football matters. Of course, if player scandals and scandals are considered football matters,

If so, then there’s nothing to say.

He opened the newspaper, and there was a headline on the front page. A photo that took up the entire page was placed there. There were two people in the photo, one was him and the other was Boldina.

His expression was angry.

Boldina looked aggrieved.

This is simply a vulgar piece of art.

If it's just a photo, that's it, but you can't ignore the huge headline, which reads "The Dortmund star and the prostitute (that word seems to be blocked, so I used this one) have a tryst. Why?"

There is also a subtitle below the main title, "Dortmund's consecutive goal scorer, No. 13 Lin Yu, had a tryst downstairs with the prostitute Boldina late at night. One was angry, the other was wronged. What was it?"

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! What the hell! What kind of bastard reporter is this? Is this a plan to beat me to death?"

Lin Yu was so angry that he couldn't help himself, and he tore the newspaper in his hand into pieces. Unfortunately, he knew that this would be of no use. He was not the only one who had newspapers. Although "Dortmund Sport" is a vulgar media tabloid,

This kind of newspaper is favored by some curious people. Modern people are under great pressure at work and always want to see others make a fool of themselves. Therefore, the sales volume of this newspaper in Dortmund is much better than that of some regular football newspapers. It is simply

It is said that except for those ignorant kids, almost everyone has a share.

"Don't be anxious! Don't be anxious! This is just a rumor. In fact, I didn't do anything! As long as the head coach Klopp doesn't say anything, it doesn't matter how others scold him. I have to think about Klopp's explanation now.

This should be done sooner rather than later!"

Thinking of this, Lin Yu really couldn't sleep anymore. He hurriedly changed his clothes, went out and ran to the training ground.

I don't know if it's because today's news is so exciting. Lin Yu was surprised to find that when he arrived at the training ground, the doors that should have been locked on weekdays had been opened. Not only had most of the players arrived, but there were also

Even the head coach Klopp and assistant coach Lau Ping arrived.

Not only that, many fans who had just fallen in love with Lin Yu also gathered near the training ground, as well as reporters who wanted to know the truth. It was like learning from the West, and you had to go through ninety-nine or eighty-one years to enter the training ground.

Disaster.

When Lin Yu was thinking about how to sneak in, several people suddenly shot out of the way and directly dispersed the fans and reporters blocking the entrance to the training ground. Lin Yu noticed that one of them was the Chang'an Restaurant.

Du Liben, the boss of the company, and the other few seem to be his fellow employees.

Du Liben also blinked at him and made a fist gesture to express his trust in his character, and Du Liben knew best. Lin Yu went directly to his restaurant after leaving the training ground, and the photo showed

The time was more than ten minutes later. In such a short period of time, Lin Yu had just arrived at the door of his house. He had no time to do anything casual with that woman.

So he believed in Lin Yu just like he believed in his wife.

As for whether it happened a few days ago, although he didn't know, he absolutely believed in Lin Yu. Although it was blind, this kind of trust was just like love. Sometimes being blind is not necessarily a bad thing.

Finally walking into the training ground, Lin Yu saw that although his teammates wanted to pretend to be serious, they couldn't help but laugh.

Piszczek came over and sighed: "How about it, you have been cheated now. Not many of those women are good. As long as you give them money, they will do anything."

"You believe me?"

"Bullshit, I don't believe who you believe. It's not my problem now but your problem. The head coach is now worried that you will be under psychological pressure and your condition will decline because of this incident, so he is considering whether to let you take a good rest for a few days.

Relieve some stress," Piszczek scolded with a smile.

"Is it possible that everyone has experienced this kind of thing?"

"Hmph, how many football players, as long as they are a little handsome and have some money, have never experienced this? It's just that some people really did it, and some people were just framed. From what we know about you

, you are not that stupid, because you are so stingy that you are not willing to spend money at all, let alone spend money on that kind of woman." Piszczek snorted coldly.

"That's easy to handle. I don't have any problems. I am born with a big heart. I will go to the coach now and tell him this fact."

"He is angry. Aren't you afraid of hitting a snag?"

"I'm afraid I'm a turtle." Lin Yu curled his lips and said, "I didn't steal or rob, and I'm not afraid of shadows. Why don't I dare to see him?"

While talking, Lin Yu had already ran to Klopp. Klopp had actually been discussing Lin Yu's affairs with Laoping. They were angry, not because of Lin Yu, but because of the reporter and the report.

They even suspected that the competitor was deliberately trying to kill his players.

Klopp is confident that he can judge people accurately, not to mention that Lin Yu has always been honest. Not to mention, Lin Yu is also a famous miser. Most of the money he earns is sent home, leaving only

It's just a little living expenses, you let this kind of person spend money to play with women? Klopp wouldn't believe it even to death.

But there is no choice but to be here. Klopp is worried that Lin Yu is so young. What if he is ruined by this report? What if his psychology cannot bear the pressure? I don’t know how many players were ruined by their psychology in the past.

It is simply a pity that the affordability is too low.

"I think let him rest for a while, let him stay at home and not have contact with the outside world, otherwise he will definitely not be able to bear the overwhelming insults. Some fans can curse anything, and some reporters can make shameless news.

You can write it." Laoping suggested.

Before Klopp could answer, the door was pushed open, and Lin Yu stood at the door and said loudly: "I don't want to!"