Editorial office of the Montpellier Star.

Abu Rams, editor of the sports supplement, receives a strange phone call.

"I know the bet you just mentioned, are you a Montpellier player?" Abu Rams finally asked.

As he expected, the other party did not answer positively.

"Mr. Rams, I can tell you who I am, but you have to promise that I won't be in the news."

"Of course, I'm a journalist with my own work ethic. I will strictly abide by the whistleblower's requirements. ”

"I was a staff member of the club, and I heard the team's new player, Wen Jie, shouting about the bet to V. Montano, which was very domineering and provocative. As a member of the club, I can't stand the rudeness of a young player who hasn't contributed anything to our team! That's why I broke the news to you. ”

Abu Rams was about to ask something, but there was a beep on the other end of the line.

Obviously, the other party hung up the phone.

Abu Rams was a little confused, and it was clear that the other party was camouflaging his voice.

A full, flat, deep metallic voice that is by no means a normal voice.

Abu Rams, who had reached the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, stroked his smooth head, bit his lip, frowned, and pondered for a while.

Is this information real?

From a reporting point of view, it's still very valuable.

Publishing it will definitely increase the sales of the newspaper.

An absolute blow to their competitor, the Montpellier Morning Post!

Dry!

As long as you can suppress the opponent, whatever, one word - dry!

Writing hard, Abu Rams quickly finished writing a story based on the information provided by the whistleblower.

Finally, he came up with an attractive headline for the story – "The Unspeakable Secret: Starting with the Bet of Two Players in Montpellier!" 》

In the report, Abu Rams used a lot of fanning words, describing Wenjie as a vexatious, unscrupulous, arrogant and domineering player.

The news was sent out, and the next day, it immediately caused outrage among Montpellier fans.

"It's unbearable for a young player on loan to dare to treat our core players like this!"

"Isn't it just a Paris Saint-Germain player, what's bullish!"

"In the home game of the 9th, we must show solidarity with Montano and not let him be bullied like this."

……

Seeing the messages of Montpellier fans in the post bar, V. Montano was proud for a while.

Hmph, little brat, let you fight with me, Lao Tzu will use the condemnation of fans and public opinion to defeat you.

A 16-year-old player, the psychological quality is definitely not good.

Hopefully you'll be devastated by this, and then manager Girard won't let you play.

Maybe you won't get a chance to play for the rest of the season!

V. Montano admired himself very much, and he made the call to break the news.

In order to break the news, he tried his best to find a public telephone booth, took a hollow iron pipe, and wrapped a layer of cloth on the outside, and the sound was transmitted through the hollow iron pipe, which played a good camouflage.

University of Montpellier.

Marilyn, who was practicing in the piano room of the Conservatory, saw the "Montpellier Star" brought by her classmates, and her lungs exploded.

How can this report write Wen Jie like that?

This is simply malicious slander!

"No, I have to go to the club to see Xiaojie, I hope he doesn't see this report."

These days, Marilyn goes to Wenjie every night to learn Chinese.

After contact, she found that this is a very kind, friendly, sunny and patient boy.

Over the past few days, her Chinese level has improved by leaps and bounds.

Bar 8.

Ram saw the news report and tore the newspaper to shreds.

"Pure shredding is! Our little jie is humble and polite, how can it be what he describes? Tell me, Mr. Clark, how could they attack a 16-year-old kid like that? ”

Ram was furious, and when Wenjie first arrived in Montpellier, to be honest, he also despised the little boy.

However, after contact, Wen Jie's ball skills and character deeply moved him.

Otherwise, he would not have become Wenjie's number one fan.

Suddenly, Ram thought of something.

"Mr. Clark, don't you know the person who made the banner? I want to make a banner and show it in the stands for everyone to see when the team plays at home! ”

"Count me in, Ram, you write me the text, and I'll do it for you for free." Clark said emotionally.

Clarke, the cousin of Montpellier's owner, Nicklin, has seen Wenjie's performance on the training ground and is hardworking, hard working and serious.

He didn't want such a young man to suffer injustice.

Montpellier team dormitory.

"Hey, Mary, why are you here?" Looking at Marilyn panting at the door of the dormitory, Wen Jie was very strange.

"Xiaojie, have you read today's newspaper? I'm telling you, that journalist is just running a train with his mouth full, and you don't take his malicious slander to heart......"

Wen Jie was calm.

"Mary, don't worry, I'm a professional footballer now, my mental quality is not so bad, they won't break me, on the contrary, I will work harder to train, I will definitely get a chance to start in the first 15 rounds of the league and finally win that bet!"

Seeing that Wen Jie was full of fighting spirit, Marilyn was relieved.

"Uh-huh, I believe you have the strength!"

After the report came out, a lot of fans gathered outside the training ground.

They all came to show solidarity with V. Montano and denounce Wen Jie.

Wen Jie didn't care, but put all his energy into training.

Even with the help of the Daishonin system, if you don't train hard, you will definitely not be able to become a "Daishon" in the field of football.

August 9th.

Montpellier's home game against Amiens went ahead as scheduled.

No surprise, Wenjie still did not make the team's 18-man squad.

As a loyal fan of the team, Rahm organized a group of brothers, holding banners, to come in solidarity with Wenjie.

As soon as the game began, Ram and the others immediately showed their tough guy side, and they all took off their tops. Topless.

They pulled up the banners they had made.

They were going to lift the full 90 minutes.

Because, they don't know when the broadcast camera sweeps over them.

For 90 minutes, Ram and these tough guys kept holding the banner and didn't put it down.

Wen Jie, who was waiting in front of the TV, burst into tears when he saw the banner that Ram and the others pulled.

Why are these people so good to themselves?

They are the ones who know me best!

All of a sudden, Wen Jie burst into tears.

Especially seeing tough guys like Rahm holding banners throughout the game.

The long banner reads:

Xiaojie, the newspapers are full of nonsense, we know how good, kind, and awesome you are!