Ball king grower

Many people gathered outside the Westfalenstadion, including reporters and fans. From a distance, it looked like a group of squirming ants, so densely packed that anyone with trypophobia would definitely get dizzy on the spot.

Fortunately, the fans stood far away from the aisle, but the reporters held their microphones one by one, staring at Lin Yu like soldiers about to go to the battlefield.

Seeing Lin Yu and his teammates coming over, the reporters were like perverts seeing a beautiful woman taking off her clothes. All the flashlights focused on Lin Yu and the microphones were all placed in front of Lin Yu.

"Excuse me, what is your relationship with that prostitute Boldina?"

"Excuse me, do you already have children?"

This kind of conjecture is quite polite, but what's more, it's simply insulting. A reporter asked in a strange way: "I heard that Boldina is very famous among prostitutes, and she is pretty. How can she not be good at bed?" Sample?"

Faced with such humiliation, everyone would probably get angry, but if they were experienced players, they would probably choose to keep silent at this time and pretend they didn't hear anything.

But Lin Yu can't do it. Lin Yu is only eighteen years old. He is young and full of energy. Is it possible for you to let him endure such humiliation?

Lin Yu almost angrily grabbed the reporter's lapel and shouted, "Tell you, I have nothing to do with that woman. If you ask this kind of question again, I will sue you for libel!"

The reporter was startled, thinking that Lin Yu was going to hit him, but when he saw that Lin Yu didn't make a move and just grabbed his collar, he continued to ask arrogantly: "Then how do you explain your relationship with that girl?" What about the tryst downstairs? Are you going to tell us that the photo was a composite?"

"Yes, yes, you are having a tryst with a bitch downstairs. The coach will definitely be very angry if he finds out about this. It's really surprising that you can still come to the scene today."

When the reporters saw the leader, they seemed to be bolder all of a sudden. These uncrowned kings are not vegetarians. They have never seen any scene. War reporters spend all day looking for news in the flames of war. They are not even afraid of death. How can they be afraid? Being beaten by a player.

"Your legs must be weak now. Those girls taste good. I wonder if you won't be able to play football on the court because of your weak legs. You still want to play in the Champions League in your condition. ?I guess he will be on the bench and will never play."

This last question was asked by the reporter who was grabbed by Lin Yu's lapel. Lin Yu grabbed the lapel of his clothes even tighter at this time. He stared at the reporter coldly and said: "Just take care of your lower body." , I tell you, I'm in good shape, you'd better keep your eyes open to see how I help the team win, but now, you humiliate me again and again, I Let you see if my feet are soft first."

While he was talking, he actually raised his foot to kick the reporter.

Piszczek and Subotic had always been standing by his side, fearing that he would do something irreversible. Now they hurriedly pulled him out, thus avoiding a tragic disaster. However, the reporter had already His face turned green with fright, because he could clearly see the muscles on Lin Yu's thick thighs tensing up. If he was really kicked in the lower body by that kick, his life would be ruined.

Even if Lin Yu was arrested and imprisoned at that time, he would not be satisfied.

"Lin Yu, don't be stupid. It's not worth it to be acquainted with that kind of person. You kicked him and injured him. Although you relieved your anger, you may face a lifetime suspension or even jail time. Do you think it's worth it?

When facing such insults in the future, you must learn to deal with them diplomatically and don't always be so angry. There is no need, just bark like a dog." Piszczek grabbed Lin Yu and said.

Lin Yu had calmed down by now. He was completely overheated just now, but ended up kicking him out. Like many murderers, he was so angry that he couldn't think about anything at all.

He actually also understands what kind of people journalists are. It seems that the price of spreading rumors these days is too low. Many reporters have completely crossed the moral bottom line. They unscrupulously use some fragmentary things to fabricate shocking lies and rumors, using their own

Conjecture is used as news to criticize a player or coach.

What can the players and coaches do against them?

Even if you want to clarify, you can only clarify it on things like Twitter and Facebook, but apart from loyal fans, how many other people will believe it?

He is now glad that he was separated by Piszczek and Subotic, otherwise this matter would have been really out of control. He is just a player who has just gained a little fame, and even his fans on Twitter

It's less than 10,000. If something happens to someone like him, I'm afraid few people will complain for him. If it's ruined, it's ruined. Even if Klopp feels sorry for his teammates and his teammates feel sorry for him, so what?

However, the reporters were still clamoring over there: "Didn't I just participate in two official games and score two goals? How can I learn it so quickly and learn to play with women? I'm still that kind of woman!"

After hearing this, Lin Yu found that he still couldn't bear it. He gave a thumbs up to the reporters, then turned his thumbs up again, pointed at the ground, and shouted loudly: "You guys are looking down on others."

, Let’s wait and see, didn’t you say that I am not in good condition now, that my legs are weak now? I will score a goal for you to see!”

After Lin Yu said this, he walked directly to the lounge with his teammates. He didn't want to talk nonsense with these reporters anymore. There was no point in talking about it. It was better to prove himself with actual actions.

Ajax is very strong, but this is the Westfalenstadion, a place known as the devil's home court. Dortmund is not a soft persimmon, so he doesn't believe that he can't win this game.

The reporters looked at Lin Yu's retreating back, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses. Someone exclaimed: "Look at what that man looks like, what he looks like, that humiliating gesture! Doesn't he know any manners at all?"

The reporter who said this probably forgot how he had humiliated Lin Yu just now. These so-called uncrowned kings really regard themselves as kings. They think that others must follow their ideas. In fact, if others don't care, they

None of that.

"Arrogant! Arrogant! Discourteous! Barbaric! Such a character, such a style, such a temper! After this person is finished, it will definitely be difficult for him to become a great person. It's a shame that we valued him so much before. He is like this and we still want to catch up.

Gotze, catch up with Reus?"

"Such a player will get into trouble sooner or later and will definitely retire early!"

"That's right, isn't it just two consecutive goals? He acted like he was the top scorer in the Bundesliga, and he was so arrogant."

"But what did he mean by that last sentence? Is he going to start?"

"Yes, what he meant by that is that if you are not a starter, you must have been notified in advance and can come on as a substitute very early. What is going on?"

The reporters' scoldings and questions were pushed back by the noisy crowd. Lin Yu could no longer hear them. He had already walked into the passage at this time.