Madrid, the capital city of Spain and the largest city in Spain, is one of Spain's two largest cultural windows along with Barcelona.

On December 3, the Ajax bus slowly pulled into the team's hotel in Madrid. In two days, it will be a Champions League battle against Real Madrid.

Li Lin's eyes looked out from the window of the bus, only to see the Madrid-style buildings and various decorations as far as the eye could see, and the streets were full of some lazy people.

"It's finally here, Madrid, it's not a stranger!"

Eriksen stretched out in his seat and let out a long sigh of relief, for the opponent who had already met twice in a row and was about to meet for the third time, Eriksen no longer had the same excitement and excitement as he first came here, and Eriksen remembered the excitement he felt when he first arrived at the Bernabeu.

As for the best manifestation of this feeling, just look at Fisher, who is now looking like a curious baby and looking full of anticipation at the Bernabeu.

Li Lin didn't have much excitement, but he was a little interested in the country of Spain, because it was another culture that he had never been exposed to, which would bring him the most novel comfort.

"Yes, it's finally here, let's go, let's get off!"

Li Lin took out his backpack from the shelf above his head and beckoned his teammates to get off the bus, at this time, the bus was already surrounded by Ajax fans and a large number of media reporters who had come from afar.

Li Lin, who knew that he would never be able to run, took out a headset from his bag and put it on himself, so that he could pretend that he didn't hear the reporters' shouts.

Head coach Frank de Boer was the first to step out of the bus, ignoring the reporters who wanted to ask questions, and walked straight into the hotel, where several Ajax players stepped out loosely.

Next to the bus, an uncle reporter who was concentrating on photography was constantly fiddling with the camera and shooting materials.

Beside him stood a slightly nervous young reporter, whose face looked like that of an Asian.

"Blake, what should I do?"

The young reporter was a little at a loss, looking at the Ajax players who kept walking by, and he didn't know whether to go up to stop each other or stand here and shout, but looking at the reporters of the other media around him, it seemed that nothing was found.

"It looks like the Ajax players are not going to be interviewed today, it is estimated that the team has asked for it, otherwise there would not be no players interviewed until now."

Black, who was still fiddling with the camera, finally stopped at this time, looked at the surrounding situation, and continued: "But don't worry, the valuable players are still behind, at least Eriksen will definitely be interviewed by the Danish media, so there should still be a chance." ”

As Blake said, after a while, Ajax's main players came out one by one, and occasionally one or two people were interviewed by the media.

Li Lin and Eriksen got out of the car together, and in just an instant, Eriksen was overwhelmed by the Danish media, and Li Lin was secretly speechless when he watched it.

However, Li Lin did not envy the other party, he was happy that no one bothered him.

The surrounding media and fans saw Eriksen and Li Lin walking down, and suddenly became agitated, especially Li Lin, as the hottest young star in Europe at present, is definitely the darling of the media and fans, especially the media.

For a while, Li Lin seemed to have entered the red light district, and there were reporters waving at him on both sides, especially female reporters, who were scratching their heads one by one, and Li Lin frowned.

Just as Li Lin was about to walk into the hotel, a special language made his steps pause.

"Hey, Lee, can I ask you a question?"

"Chinese?"

Li Lin was sure that he had just heard Chinese, and his eyes glanced at this side, and then he saw Blake and the young man with Asian faces beside him.

"Did you call me just now?"

Li Lin walked up and asked.

Seeing that Li Lin took the initiative to come up, Lin Xun glanced at Blake in disbelief, his face full of surprise and surprise.

"Yes, it was me."

Lin Xun replied in his fluent English.

"Are you Chinese?"

This sentence was said by Li Lin in Chinese.

And Li Lin's sudden Chinese made Lin Xun stunned, he didn't know that Li Lin could actually speak Chinese, but at this time he reacted, just now he was in a hurry to shout in Chinese, but he didn't expect that there was an unexpected gain.

"Yes, I am Chinese and now work as an intern reporter at the newspaper."

Lin Xun replied honestly.

Li Lin's gaze swept over the other party's sign.

The Madrid News?

I haven't heard of it, so it's probably not a particularly well-known media.

Next to him, Blake stood aside a little scratching his ears and cheeks, he didn't understand what the two people were saying, he wanted to interject, but he didn't dare to interrupt the conversation between the two, he could only stare dryly on the side, but he vaguely felt that this time there might be a big gain.

"If you have any questions, you can ask, but I'll only answer one question!"

Li Lin's words made Lin Xunxin very happy, and Lin Xun tried hard to calm himself down and think about what he should ask.

At this time, the media reporters next to him all cast envious glances at him, and some people were still inquiring about Lin Xun's identity, wanting to know how he asked Li Lin to be interviewed.

In fact, for Li Lin, accepting an interview is just a gesture, but for Lin Xun, this must be a very big help, and Li Lin has worked hard alone, so Li Lin doesn't mind helping his compatriots in this way.

At this time, there are two paths to choose in front of Lin Xun, one is because although Li Lin is Chinese, but because he has lived in England since he was a child, he generally thinks that he is British, so if Lin Xun asks a question about this and sends it back to China, then he will definitely be able to get a good job in China, and he can even be responsible for reporting on Li Lin.

The other option is to ask a normal question.

After struggling again and again, Lin Xun still gave up the somewhat tempting idea, after all, it was still too unprofessional.

"Li Lin, what is your injury situation, will you be able to play in the upcoming Champions League game?"

This issue is currently the most concerned issue for the outside world, and Frank de Boer naturally said that Li Lin could not play, but everyone suspected that it was a smoke bomb, and this statement was not confirmed by Li Lin himself.

'My leg injury hasn't healed yet, so it's hard for me to play in this game, that's all I can say.

Li Lin shrugged, waved at Lin Xun, and turned back to the hotel.

Some Spanish reporters who tried to overhear some of the content next to them looked dazed, not knowing what they had said, and could only secretly hate themselves for not knowing Chinese.

However, many reporters still gathered around, hoping to know what he had just said to Li Lin from Lin Xun.