On the bus back to the team's residence, Deschamps looked ugly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Especially after receiving a phone call, Lin Yi, who was sitting in the seat behind him, could also figure out with his heels that it must be Margarita, the hostess of the team, who called.

Lin Yi leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, the team's performance today was indeed a little miserable, and it was better not to speak.

Joey Barton, who was sitting next to Lin Yi, still maintained a state of being able to get sick at any time, and Lin Yi had to admit that his teammate had much deeper feelings for Marseille than himself.

Looking at Patton, Lin Yi stretched out his hand and patted his arm, "Have a good rest, it's too late to think about anything else." ”

Barton nodded a little blankly, as if he was still remembering the game just now.

Mandanda, who sat at the end, covered her face with her clothes and sat there quietly.

Lin Yi really didn't understand why his teammates were in such a state at first, could it be that winning a few games in a row really made them accustomed to winning?

Until he heard Valbuena sitting there, speaking decadently.

One season's dedication, the next game doesn't need to know that it was wasted......

Yes, a season's worth of work, that's it.

Lin Yi, who felt carefree at first, suddenly fell into hypocritical sadness with his teammates after hearing this sentence.

In the lobby of the resident hotel, Deschamps didn't say anything more, just forced a smile and waved his hand, signaling the team to disband.

Maybe this guy who is no longer young also needs a quiet space to find a place to slowly heal himself.

Remy, who lives in the same room with Lin Yi, seems to have forgotten that he is still a bed recognizer today.

Lin Yi felt that he had just laid down when he heard the snoring of the striker, who had only three shots on goal in the whole game today, and none of them could hit the goal.

The next morning, Lin Yi woke up to find that Remy was no longer in the other bed.

After getting up and washing up briefly, Lin Yi saw Remy coming back from outside.

The Frenchman was carrying a newspaper in his hand, and when he saw Lin Yi's eyes focused on the newspaper in his hand, he showed his white teeth and waved the newspaper at Lin Yi.

"Look at what those guys have to say, maybe it will be more helpful for us to improve."

Lin Yi didn't know if Remy's idea was right, in his opinion, reading the newspaper seemed to have no other effect than adding to his own blockage.

But today, he had to take the newspaper from Remy's hand and take a look.

For no other reason than his name was written on the first page of the newspaper.

After taking a look, Lin Yi had to praise the current reporters for being really crazy. A guy who had no sense of existence at all yesterday actually occupied an entire page of them!

"Dependence on Number 37: An Indispensable Lin! 》

After reading the article leading under such a topic, Lin Yihao admitted that this reporter is really not a headline party.

I thought it was just a vulgar gimmick, but I didn't expect this reporter to list all kinds of data about himself and the team to prove that Marseille is overly dependent on himself.

Lin Yi actually didn't want to see such news, although his performance in several games has been very good, but it has not attracted excessive attention from any club.

And now as soon as such an article comes out, he is once again pushed into the spotlight.

Lin Yi even doubted whether the reporter who wrote the report studied journalism or mathematics, and the data in it most truly and intuitively exposed his role in Marseille.

In the face of such a data, no troll can continue to say that Lin Yi is just lucky.

But for Lin Yi, this doesn't seem to be a good thing. Because he cares more about whether he can easily help the team win than the outside world's evaluation.

Sure enough, as soon as this report came out, many reporters began to study Lin Yilai as if they had been reminded.

More seriously than they are, of course, the managers and defensive players of the Ligue 1 teams.

These are all things that Lin Yi expected but didn't know, at this moment he had finished reading the newspaper, and when he handed it back to Remy, he smiled and said, "These reporters seem to look up to me." ”

Remy, who hadn't received much help from Lin Yi, shrugged his shoulders at Lin Yi and was noncommittal.

After a night's rest, Deschamps looked in better spirits.

When Lin arrived at the hotel restaurant, Deschamps was sitting there eating breakfast.

Seeing Lin Yi arrive, Deschamps waved his hand to let him pass.

Lin, who had picked up a plate of bacon and ham and sandwiches for himself, walked towards Deschamps with a plate, and before he could sit down, Deschamps went straight in.

'The next game is away against Nantes, it's not a strong team right now, it's just that the city is a little bit far from Marseille. Will you be able to hold on after a long bump? The next game, no matter what, you talk about your situation, I can decide how to arrange you. ”

As soon as Lin saw Deschamps's expression, he understood that the old man's current situation must be very difficult, and he urgently needed a victory to save some face and situation.

After thinking about it carefully, Lin Yi, who put down the fork, said solemnly to Deschamps: "Coach, I think I'm still the starter!" After all, I had a good rest in yesterday's game. ”

Deschamps didn't say anything else to Lin Yi, but nodded immediately, "Okay, go back and have a good rest and get ready to start." ”

After saying that, Deschamps, who had drunk the last sip of milk, got up and left.

Lin picked up a piece of bacon and stared at it for a long time.

After returning to Marseille, Deschamps did not do much to improve the team's poor performance, but still disbanded on the spot and announced a day off.

The players who lost were obviously not in a good mood and left without the joy they had had at the end of the league before.

Lin Yi got into the old Zola's car, but the old Zola, who was also tired, twisted the steering wheel and drove the car in the opposite direction of going home.

Lin Yi thought that this old guy was tired and confused, but he didn't expect that old Zola just shook his head at Lin Yi's inquiry, and he didn't mean to turn around at all.

Seeing the unfathomable expression on Old Zola's face, Lin Yihao adjusted his sitting posture and leaned on the saddle to make up for sleep.

Just as he was about to pounce on Eva's hungry tiger in his sleep, Old Zola screamed, scaring Lin Yi so much that he almost ran out of the window.

"It's here! Get out of the car and walk with me. ”

Lin Yi looked up one by one and was surprised to find that he was actually outside a cemetery.

What kind of hobby is this? Nothing like to walk around the cemetery?

Just when Lin Yi was puzzled, the old Zola, who was leading the way in front, walked into a shop next to the cemetery and bought a bouquet of flowers.

A little behind Old Zola, Lin Yi suddenly remembered that maybe Old Zola was coming to see his deceased wife.

Isn't that Eva's mother? It turned out to be my mother-in-law, so it doesn't seem good that I'm coming so empty-handed.

Before coming to a tombstone, Lin Yi first saw the photo above. Sure enough, a woman with eyebrows and eyes that were seven or eight points similar to Eva's, but she looked a little more mature.

Before Lin had time to look at the name, Old Zola took a step forward, ready to bend down and release the flowers.

His fat body just blocked Lin Yi's vision, and Lin Yi didn't look at it anymore, took half a step back, and bowed slightly.

At the same time, I silently muttered in my heart: whether it is to call Mom or Auntie, in short, the sushi restaurant you took Eva to is really amazing! The next time I come to see you, I'll bring you a box to put here.

The old Zol, who had put down the flowers, held the tombstone with his hand, not knowing what he was thinking, or what he wanted to say. In short, Lin Yi took a few steps back with great interest, leaving this space completely to Old Zola.

Maybe it's because what old Zola wants to say is very simple, or maybe he doesn't want to leave Lin Yi here by himself.

Two minutes later, Old Zola had already turned around and came to Lin Yi's side.

The expression was the same as always, and the sadness and weakness that had flashed just now were as if they had never appeared.

If it weren't for Lin Yi's observation of words and his good eyes, maybe Lin Yi wouldn't have noticed this.

Old Zola waved his hand to signal that Lin Yi could go, and Lin Yi naturally would not pretentiously pounce on him and kowtow to the tombstone for more than a dozen heads. In addition, he didn't like the feeling of this kind of place, so he turned around and walked forward first.

Old Zola finally showed a little bit of the physical fitness that he always claimed to be a striker at this time, and followed Lin Yi on a not wide road.

"It's our wedding anniversary in a few days. In the past, I would come to accompany her every year, but not this year, it was our game and it was away. ”

Old Zola, who was walking behind him, came out with such a sentence coldly, so that Lin Yi didn't know how to pick it up.

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't speak, Old Zola seemed to automatically enter a state of reminiscing about the past.

"When we first met, I was a striker, but semi-amateur. Haha, I've been studying football for so many years, but I have to admit that I didn't play very well. ”

Lin Yi didn't say anything, thinking in his heart that you were a little self-aware.

Zola Sr. continued to tell her story, Eva's mother was also a big beauty when she was young, and once she accidentally passed by the side of the pitch and was noticed by Zola, who was playing football at the time.

Everyone has a love for beauty, not to mention a toad like old Zola, who wants to eat swan meat.

So he launched a crazy pursuit of Eva's mother at that time, but unfortunately Eva's mother never agreed to him.

Until one day, Eva's mother suddenly said to the old Zola, who was still a young man at the time, as long as you can score in today's game, I will consider marrying you.

Speaking of this, Old Zola suddenly smiled a little inexplicably, and then turned his head to look at Lin Yi, "It's a pity that I'm too good to score at all." Maybe she already liked me at the time, so she asked me like that? Anyway, I didn't score, and she married me anyway. ”

Since then, every year on that day, the elder Zola would say that he would score a goal for his wife, but unfortunately he never had a chance, because he retired to study technology because of his mediocre talent.

"Boy!" Old Zola, who seemed to have finished telling the story, patted Lin Yi's shoulder with his big hand, "Go and score a goal for me!" ”

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(There's something going on today.,The update is a little late.,I'm sorry you've been waiting for a long time.) I'll try to be as early as possible tomorrow. By the way, everyone hit me hard with favorites and recommendations! ）