Midfielder

"What just happened?" Perhaps everyone in the Stadium of Light had to ask themselves this question, because no one believed that what they had just seen was real, and they were all stunned.

If the referee had not shown his ability to adapt to circumstances at this time, Villariño might have stared out his eyes on the rostrum. The referee with extremely fast reaction speed timely prevented the possibility of this incident from spreading further.

He stopped the game immediately after the Atlético team restarted the game. Although there was at least one minute of extra time, he didn't want this damn game to have any more accidents. This matter was completely beyond his control.

The national derby was already very difficult to enforce, and now there was such a live performance. This was no longer something the referee could control.

As for what the black-haired kid would experience after returning to the locker room, it was no longer the referee's problem. Let God pray for the Benfica team, because what just happened was too shocking.

In fact, not only did the referee lose the ability to control the spread of this matter, but no one in the entire Stadium of Light knew how to deal with this embarrassing scene. Almost everyone was stunned. They could only watch this scene with their eyes wide open.

When playing at home, the celebration after scoring a goal was to raise the middle finger to their club chairman? Well, even the referee was a little at a loss about what happened just now, not to mention the fans who have not recovered yet.

No one knew what expression they should use to deal with this moment, including the entire Benfica management. Cheer for the goal? If anyone can cheer in this silent venue, it would be a ghost.

Angry? Come on, that kid didn't stick his middle finger under your nose, is it necessary to be angry? Didn't you see that the fat guy is trying his best to control his emotions now? Others don't need to show loyalty at this time.

This may be the first time that the Stadium of Light has been silent after their team scored a goal, because no one knows what to do at this moment. Everyone's face is full of surprise, just staring at Lin Yi blankly.

Although the two lines of characters written on the boy's body did not stay on the big screen of the Stadium of Light for a long time, it was obviously seen by too many people, not only the photographers but also the TV broadcast cameras. Hundreds of thousands of Portuguese people may have seen it clearly at that moment.

You should know that not only the tens of thousands of people present were stunned, but also the people in front of the TV were speechless at this moment. Well, this sudden incident has disrupted the normal thinking of too many people.

The busiest people now may be the reporters on the scene. They are desperately making calls. Such news is obviously more important than the fact that Benfica is now leading 2:0. They need to let their boss know about this matter as soon as possible.

What's so strange about the national derby? It happens two or three times every year, but this time the news is obviously more sensational than the game itself. It's hard for the black-haired boy not to be famous now.

Now the photos Lin Yi took at that moment may be the most sought-after. The photographers may not capture simple photos, but euros. The value of this news is more exciting than the political struggle within the Benfica club.

Lin Yi's roar + Villarinho's livid face, plus the different expressions of the people around him, those reporters clearly know that there is no need to spend any more time looking for news in this issue of newspapers and TV programs, Benfica's national derby is already too exciting.

It far exceeds the confrontation in the past 70 years. Why did the black-haired kid do this? What is the hidden story? Is the discord between Mourinho and Villarinho the fuse of this matter? Or is it because of Lin Yi's contract problem that he is so excited?

Why did he choose such an occasion to do such a thing? There are too many questions in the meantime. If the game is not over yet, those reporters may have already rushed to the players' locker room with their cameras. They have too many questions to ask the black-haired kid.

Too many speculations have begun to emerge in the pens of these reporters. As for the rationality of this story, it is no longer within their consideration, because the scene that just happened, you can never use rationality to explain it.

Everyone is thinking about the scene just now, but the person who caused this sensation has returned to the Benfica locker room. All teammates dare not say anything to Lin Yi, including Maniche, who has always been thick-skinned. They don’t know what kind of action to make at this time. Is it to celebrate the goal, celebrate the lead, or celebrate that this kid has expressed the pent-up dissatisfaction in the hearts of many people?

No one knows how to communicate with Lin Yi. The entire Benfica locker room seems silent, as if they are the ones who are behind at this moment.

"Why do you do this?" Mourinho didn't say much after the team entered the locker room. He just called Lin Yi out alone and walked to a quiet place. He asked Lin Yi with a serious face.

"No reason, I've had enough of what that pig has done to you and this team. He has never respected anyone, so I won't respect him either. I play for the Benfica fans, not for this pig! That's why I want to say it!"

"I have written these words a long time ago, and I have been wearing them, waiting for this opportunity! I am not impulsive, these are the words I have been holding in my heart, including the middle finger. I have thought about it a long time ago Everything, as long as I score, I will let everyone see it!"

"Don't persuade me, don't say anything. I know what the consequences will be. From the moment I came on the stage, I had no intention of continuing to play here. You can't work with an idiot. The same goes for me, Villarini In my eyes, he is a pig! "

Lin Yi didn't care at all about Mourinho's face and stern tone. From the moment he decided to do this, he had no regrets. The only feeling he felt at that moment was that he was happy. He finally didn't have to put everything in his hands. It’s all accumulated in my heart.

Now that he was yelling outside the locker room, he no longer had to think about anything. He had already done it anyway, so what else should he worry about? Now he no longer has to think about the future. For him, everything about Benfica has ended from the moment he raised his middle finger.

Even if Villarinho walked up to him now and said that all this can be over, Lin Yi would put his middle finger under the guy's nose again, and then spit hard at the pig, That was all he was thinking right now.

As for what consequences such a thing will have? Lin Yi has never considered that the worst thing is that he will leave the football field from now on. He may be unwilling to do so, but he does not have that strong endurance to let himself play the game with a depressed mood.

"Fuck Villarinho, from the day you decided to leave, there is nothing here that I can miss! I don't care if I lose a future! You chose to avoid all this, but I won’t! This is how I will fight back against him, even if I lose!”

"Okay, the score is already 2:0 anyway. I don't believe you can lose the game at this time. Just replace me. There is 45 minutes of performance time, which is enough for me. I am already satisfied to see that fat pig’s livid face.”

Lin Yi said all the words that were pressing in his heart in one breath. He finally let the feeling of suppressing himself dissipate. In this way, which seemed very extreme to others, things were irreversible anyway. , he no longer considered how serious the consequences were.

Mourinho looked at the panting boy in front of him. He didn't know what else he could say. He understood the reason for Lin Yi's anger.

"Is it necessary to block your own future? Is it worth it?" Mourinho sighed and said. He himself was angry because of the filthiness of those at Villarinho, but he chose to stay away from them. Despicable, not Lin Yi's fierce way of facing the opponent directly.

"If this can make this place feel better, I think it's not worth it. At least I said what I wanted to say."

"I'm still at that age where I can be impulsive, right? I don't think there's anything wrong with this kind of impulsiveness. At least I said what I wanted to say."

"The future? This thing is kicked out by my feet, not by the pig that rewarded me. In Portugal, he can't cover the sky with one hand. I'm not afraid that I won't be able to find a place to play football. At worst, I'll wait for you. When I'm a coach again, if I work for you, you can't let me go, right?"

After Lin Yi vented his anger, he no longer cared about the future. The worst plan was to return to the streets and continue his working life. It was much better than being controlled by a pig here. At least he could live there. Feeling at ease instead of being so depressed.

"If there is a chance, I will never want a player like you, because you always get into trouble." Mourinho no longer intends to persuade this kid, because he knows that it is in vain.

"Okay, you will go to the locker room to prepare for your second half of the game. I will clean up the mess by myself. Press, to be precise, Mendes will clean up the mess for me. At least for now, I still His contract player." Lin Yi pursed his lips in the direction of the locker room.

"There may be room for redemption, but you have to bow your head first." Mourinho did not want this little guy to leave Benfica just like that. After all, there are not many places in Portugal that are more suitable for players to become famous than here.

"Bow down to a pig? Sorry, I don't have that habit. You go back, that room of people is still waiting for you to make up your mind. Originally, I was no longer in Benfica's future plans, but now I just chose to leave early. Don't worry, wretched uncle, I'm fine." Lin Yi pushed Mourinho back, but he chose to continue to stay quietly in this unknown corner.

After all, there is still a game. Mourinho cannot let the entire team affect the final result because of this incident. Now that the kid has decided, he must continue the 2:0 victory. If it collapses, it may Sorry for that kid's one assist and one goal.

Lin Yi was destined not to play again in the second half. Even if Mourinho would not be influenced by anyone, he could clearly know this. In order to maintain this victory, Mourinho used Phillip replaced Lin Yi.

Petty and Philippe played as a defensive midfielder, and Thiago was pushed forward to occupy Lin Yi's position just now. Simao and Cardoso's task was to continue to involve the opponent's defense, so that the Athletic team did not dare to press heavily. Going up or dragging down can only be beneficial to Benfica.

Lin Yi never returned to the locker room, and no one dared to ask why. Until they walked into the player tunnel, the black-haired boy did not appear. Mourinho could only greet everyone to prepare to appear on the field. Maybe the little guy wanted to be quiet at this moment.

Compared with Benfica's change of formation, Ignacio finally changed the midfield of the Atlético team. Cristiano Ronaldo finally played as a winger, turning the entire Atlético team into a 3-4-3 offensive formation.

Ignacio needed to take advantage of the opponent's unstable mind to quickly equalize the score, but Mourinho did not give him this opportunity, although Cristiano Ronaldo was very active on the wing, and even had a stunning performance of running more than 40 meters and passing 3 people.

But Benfica's defense did not provide him with too many scoring opportunities. Even if Benfica lost a kind of aura in the offense after Lin Yi was gone, they could defend the advantages they had accumulated and would not give Atlético too many opportunities.

Moreover, Simao's counterattack was still sharp. In the 80th minute of the second half, it was his pulling on the wing that gave Thiago a chance to get in the middle. A low shot changed the score again, 3:0. Mourinho finally made his opponent pay off the old debt.

The whole Stadium of Light burst into cheers, but there was no smile on Mourinho's face. He was even too lazy to look at the expressions of those people on the rostrum. Everything here had nothing to do with him from this moment.

When Mourinho returned to the corner outside the locker room, he saw only a Benfica jersey hanging on the railing, hanging there quietly, and the little guy had disappeared. . .

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