Chapter 325: It's Time to Settle the Score

"Long live Lin Yu!"

This is also the first time that such a shout has been shouted from the mouths of Chelsea fans, and in the past in the Bundesliga, such shouts have appeared almost every game, because Lin Yu deserves such a shout.

Despite the staring and even insults and accusations that Lin Yu suffered, a large part of the blame came from the arrogant uncrowned kings, who always felt that they had the right to speak in their hands and could lash out at a player without responsibility.

But if you think about it carefully, Lin Yu's performance can't be said to be flawless, since the warm-up games of this season, Lin Yu has inexplicably had a few very bad performances, although he knows that it is caused by the physical exhaustion caused by hard training in the ball king cultivator, but he knows, the fans don't know, so because of this hack, Lin Yu actually deserves a little.

But because of this scolding, Lin Yu is not angry, now that he is scolded, Chelsea fans will definitely see the results of his training in the future, although the group stage does not have to go to Moscow in the ice and snow, but who can guarantee that after entering the knockout round, he will not meet the team in the bitter cold again? Therefore, Lin Yu's training will definitely not be superfluous, even if it is useless this season, it will definitely be used in the future.

But in addition to this reason, the irresponsible accusations of the British media have always made him very dissatisfied, and he did not say it before because he had not found a suitable opportunity.

Today, at Old Trafford, the home of the highly anticipated Red Devils, he wants to show everyone how he smoked these journalists and some of them from Borussia Dortmund to the faces of his fans who still targeted him at Chelsea.

Lin Yu rubbed his chin, although it still hurt a little. But it's no big deal, fortunately, he's practiced most of his body. You can protect yourself well in the fierce collision, otherwise your jaw will probably fall off today.

He looked up at the stands. Journalists have been carved out a separate place where they can write articles for their own television stations, write articles directly there, post them to newspapers, or upload them directly to the Internet.

Hundreds of reporters, although there are few compared to tens of thousands of fans, but because the position they are in is relatively special, Lin Yu still recognizes them at a glance.

He walked over with his feet up, even getting rid of the celebration that his teammates had come over.

"Stop him, that guy must be fine in the past." Terry shouted loudly, captain of the field. He still had a very in-depth understanding of Lin Yu, he knew Lin Yu's temper, and he could basically guess what Lin Yu wanted to do.

Who knew that Mourinho on the sidelines waved at him.

Although he did not speak, it was clear from the expression on Mourinho's face that he did not mean to stop at all, but smiled happily.

Mourinho likes players like Lin Yu, who are bloody and capable, and even willful like him.

Those reporters probably guessed what Lin Yu wanted to do. Their faces are not very good-looking, but they can't just slip away, it will be even more embarrassing.

Chelsea fans looked at Lin Yu in amazement, they had heard of Lin Yu's audacity. But he didn't expect Lin Yu to dare to do this away from home.

Manchester United fans looked expectant, even forgetting about the fact that the team had been held to a draw for a while, waiting to watch a good show.

Lin Yu didn't walk fast. But he was calm and powerful, and it was clearly not an impulse to make such a decision. In fact, this decision has been in his mind for a long time, but he decided to make it today. Because he knows that the opportunity has come.

When the cameras and cameras on the sidelines of the stadium were pointed at him, he gave a thumbs up to the press box, then smiled wickedly before dropping his thumb down.

The thumbs up, although not as excessive as the middle finger, is definitely a naked provocation.

Lin Yu smiled, turned around and ran towards the court, the game is not over yet, he still wants to help Chelsea win this game, the provocation can end here.

The Chelsea fans, the Manchester United fans, the Chelsea players, the Manchester United players all opened their eyes wide, and their jaws all fell to the ground as if all of a sudden, and they couldn't make a sound for a while.

These people thought that Lin Yu would provoke, but they didn't expect Lin Yu's provocation method to be so intense, this is too awesome, they simply don't take those uncrowned kings in their eyes.

Although Lin Yu saved face for those Chelsea fans who targeted him, I believe that if those people are not interesting, with Lin Yu's character, the next game, or the next game, will always rush that upside-down thumb to the fans who can't communicate.

He doesn't care, since you don't like me, then why should I put a hot face on your cold ass? One fan doesn't represent all the fans, even if all the fans are against me? As long as I think I'm right, there's no reason to bow your head like you!

"This Lin Yu is simply too rude!"

"Excessive! He should be sent off, he should be suspended! ”

"What is arrogant, the score is still a draw, don't think that you are the first in the world if you score two goals!"

The reporters didn't give in, they shouted at Lin Yu, as if they really regarded themselves as the protagonists who could decide a game.

However, the referee on duty didn't pay attention to this group of mad dog-like reporters at all, and he even whistled at the press box and took out a yellow card.

Anyone who has watched Chelsea's games actually knows that this referee has always been a bit biased towards Chelsea, and he himself admitted that he likes Chelsea, so it is really a dream to want the referee on duty to punish Lin Yu.

When Lin Yu and his teammates were celebrating, Hazard couldn't help but sigh: "Idol! I've heard before that you're bold enough, wild enough, and not afraid of the sky, and I've seen it today, but I'm afraid your life in London will be even worse in the future, and those reporters are not easy to mess with. ”

"I'm afraid of a ball, buddy, I haven't experienced this kind of thing, when I was in Germany, I was still the public enemy of the media, but so what? It's not like it's all brilliant, and people who want to be famous may take those reporters seriously, but buddy, I'm already famous. There's no need to slap them up. Lin Yu said disdainfully.

"A lot of journalists in the UK have ties to football hooligans, even people on the black road. You ......," Lampard, who is familiar with the UK, sighed.

"It's fine. A few little thieves can't get close to me, not to mention that I have a secret weapon. Lin Yu thought of Jiuhu Hualian, although it looked like she was just a big wave girl, there was no danger at all in her beautiful and edible appearance, but if she really started to do it, ten Lin Yu was not an opponent of Hualian.

Once again, Lin Yu treated Hua Lian as Mia, and almost pulled someone directly to the bed when he slept, but he was severely taught a lesson, and then he called Hua Lian a tigress behind his back.

But there is such a girl by her side. He also has a great sense of security, and this obviously professionally trained girl is not a piece of cake when dealing with football hooligans.

"What a secret weapon, don't joke at this time, unless you ask 007 to protect you, no one can protect you."

“007? Well, my secret weapon should be more powerful than 007, although there are not so many high-tech gadgets, but in terms of ability. 007 should be worse than her. ”

Mata put his hand on Lin Yu's forehead, shook his head and said, "It's not a fever either, how can you talk nonsense, it's not helped, it's not saved." It's really starting to babble. ”

"Forget it, I think we will work together to buy him a body armor to wear in the future, otherwise it will be troublesome if someone shoots a black gun."

"It's not that serious. Wear a helmet, you won't die if you get shot. If you get shot in the head, you're basically done. ”

"I'll go, don't curse me one by one!"

Lin Yu felt a lot of pressure.

"Don't listen to their nonsense." Terry came up and put his hand on Lin Yu's shoulder and said, "It's not that serious. In recent years, the security in Britain has improved a lot, and the possibility of being shot is almost zero, at most, when you are walking on the street, you are suddenly pulled into an alley and beaten up, and then thrown into a garbage can. ”

"Holy!" Lin Yu pushed Terry away and couldn't help laughing.

They were making trouble on the field, but the reporters off the field thought that Lin Yu had said something that made his teammates unhappy, and complained to each other there.

In fact, who can know that Lin Yu has long been fully integrated into this team, no matter what the outside media says, no matter how the fans boo, the Chelsea players are really good to Lin Yu, especially in today's game, Lin Yu almost single-handedly played Chelsea and found the field, which simply made his teammates completely treat him as a hero.

When Manchester United fans recovered from the mentality of watching the show, they suddenly remembered that their team was in a precarious situation now, although the score was still a draw, but Lin Yu's form today was really good, and the rest of the Chelsea players were inspired by him to play more courageously than usual, which was not like being at Old Trafford, and they even suspected that someone had secretly changed the venue and replaced it with Stamford Bridge.

Mourinho called Lin Yu to the sidelines, gave him a thumbs up, of course, a straight thumbs up, and then patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Good stinky boy, just leave the media affairs to me, your kid's only task in this game is to reverse the game for me, do you hear?" ”

"I heard you!" Lin Yu roared excitedly.

Mourinho was already very satisfied with the equaliser in this game, and he even thought of changing players, replacing attacking players, replacing defensive players, to make sure that point was in hand.

But seeing Lin Yu, he suddenly gave up this idea.

He did make a substitution, but he brought out the exhausted Frank Lampard and Juan Mata, and Van Ginkel and Kevin De Bruyne on the pitch.

He doesn't have the slightest intention of defending, De Bruyne is an attacking player, and Mata is basically a substitution in the opposite position, while Van Ginkel is young and vigorous, although he is a midfielder, but the desire to attack is very strong, it can be said that this substitution, not only did not weaken the attack, but enhanced the attack.

De Bruyne is quicker than Juan Mata and, because of his personality, he is more expressive, better at tackling and more able to create chances up front.

In fact, compared with the young and old Mata, Oscar, De Bruyne, Van Ginkel, and Hazard are the ones who usually interact with Lin Yu the most, and they talk about similar topics and can talk about them together.

Even Oscar, Kevin De Bruyne and Van Ginkel love Pro Evolution Soccer games, and Lin Yu loves them too, so when they have free time, they play a few.

Lin Yu is very fierce on the court, but playing games is a bit bad, especially when he controls a team, he always can't find a suitable time to change the cursor, and as a result, several people play games, and Lin Yu is always the one who loses the most.

In the game, Lin Yu may really not be motivated, and he has no intention of improving his game skills, anyway, it is just a pastime, if he loses, he loses, and he is very happy to see the happy appearance of several other people.

Winning this kind of thing, it's enough on the court, if you have to win everything, then isn't he tired to death?

Because of this intimate relationship, Lin Yu and Oscar, De Bruyne and Van Ginkel have a very tacit understanding, sometimes they don't need to shout at all, just a look, a movement, they know what the other party is going to do, and they did it in the game. (To be continued......)