Chapter 9 I will have the final say in the dormitory from now on
After lying on the bed for a while, Lin Supo finally saw his teammates, and as soon as he came in, he felt that the whole room was much smaller.
Originally, it was a double room that was not too big, and the Soviet building was quite similar to the house divided by the domestic unit, and this guy was still in his early 1.9 meters.
"It's you, my new roommate."
Lin Supo looked at his roommate, his face looked quite tender, he had experience in doing business in Russia in his previous life, he could still roughly estimate the age of Russians, his face was full of collagen, and there were a few pimples, which was estimated to be about the same age as him.
Although the roommate didn't mean to introduce himself, Lin Supo still smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Lin Supo, please take care of me in the future." β
"Dmitry Epifanov, tell you that if you snore in your sleep, I will beat you, and I heard that you eat cats, which is not allowed in my place, and you will be responsible for cleaning the dormitory in the future, and you are not allowed to use the toilet when you go to the toilet, squat and pull for me, I am not used to using a toilet with others......"
Yo, it's a stubble?
In the 90s, not to mention Russia, bullying among young people in China was also quite serious, and even more so for sports, so Lin Supo was quite mentally prepared for this situation.
Epifanov had not played before and should have been a substitute for the team.
It is estimated that he is a foreign talent bullying him, this kind of substitute goalkeeper is usually in the team is the role of serving tea and pouring water, after all, there are still many opportunities for substitutes in other positions, the goalkeeper position is relatively special, not much running, unless he is really injured or in bad condition, otherwise the substitute is responsible for watching the water dispenser.
"Talking to you, didn't you hear, I was a little hungry when I went out on a date just now, you go find me something to eat, don't get cold, I have a bad stomach."
Dmitry Epifanov looked down at Lin Supo, his tall and large body was indeed very oppressive.
Lin Supo picked up the wrestling gloves that had just been drawn, the black close-fitting leather gloves were still quite comfortable, and after putting them on, he shook his left hand, which did not affect his activities at all.
ββ¦β¦ Boy, are you looking for trouble? β
Bangββ!
Lin Supo didn't say a word, and hit him in the stomach with a straight punch.
Epifanov's tall body instantly curled up like a shrimp.
In the 90s, the law and order situation was average, martial arts schools sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and there were even many martial arts magazines.
In his previous life, Lin Supo had already begun to practice martial arts at this time, and his physique was originally good, but he used the strength of the Gattuso template to become 85, and the bonus of gloves, this punch may not be lighter than that of a professional boxer.
Even if Epifanov is an athlete, he will be injured this time.
However, Lin Supo still underestimated Maozi's ability to resist blows, and Epifanov actually straightened up and pointed at him, "Dog's ......"
Before Epifanov finished speaking, Lin Supo punched him in the stomach again, then helped him up and punched again, and then hit Epifanov with both hands after a knee hit, and Epifanov's 1.9-meter-tall body fell down.
Seeing that he shouldn't have much ability to resist, Lin Supo kicked him with his foot and said: "In the future, I will have the final say in the dormitory, I don't have as many things as you, but you'd better not mess with me, otherwise the martial arts that Lao Tzu has learned for 32 years will be used on you." β
"If you don't speak, you're not happy with me, are you?"
Lin Supo exerted his strength at his feet, and Epifanov hurriedly begged for mercy: "You are the boss, you are the boss!" β
"This is good~" Lin Supo squatted down and patted Epifanov's face, "Since I am your boss, I will help you out in the future, and now that I'm hungry, go find me something to eat and come back." β
Before Epifanov could get up, the door opened.
"What's going on?"
Lin Supo saw his teammates who came over and said with a smile: "Dmitry and I just met today, and we tried wrestling, and he lost." β
"Is that so, Demy?"
Seeing Lin Supo's fierce eyes, Epifanov, who was squatting in the corner, hurriedly nodded: "Yes, yes, that's it." β
"Alright then, let's go back, you guys are counting the fights in the house, we thought there was a fight...... Young people really don't know anything about it. β
"Okay, we'll take notice."
Lin Supo sent his teammates away with a smile, and Epifanov, who stood up slowly, was startled by him and hurriedly waved his hand: "I was wrong, don't hit me." β
"Don't beat you, I want to ask, why are there still old players living in the dormitory?" Lin Supo was a little curious, some of the teammates who came over just now were obviously about 30 years old, but Russia can get married at the age of 14, so he should go home to live after getting married.
"No money!"
Epifanov gave the answer.
"Some people don't live in Moscow, and if they let their families live here, it costs a lot of money, so they choose a dormitory to save money."
"That's right, okay, you go get something to eat, it just so happens that you haven't eaten either."
Lin Supo waved his hand, and Epifanov hurriedly ran away.
I didn't expect the Chinese kid to be so ruthless, and he almost vomited blood when he beat him.
In just a few strokes, he had a long memory, and Epifanov had no doubt that Lin Supo could take him to the emergency room with a little more force.
Lin Supo didn't expect that the situation of Russian players would be so bad now.
Europe and the United States are stepping on the corpse of the USSR to prosper again, and looking at the ruble and dollars from 1:10 to 1:5000, you can imagine how difficult life in Russia is now.
He didn't ask why he didn't buy a car or something stupid, although Russia has AvtoVAZ cars, but the production capacity does not seem to be high, and the player's income should be reluctant to buy that kind of luxury.
You need to wait a few years to get better before you can buy a car.
It didn't take long for Epifanov to return with two plates.
Lin Supo knew at a glance that it was Solyanka, one of the traditional Russian foods.
Solyoka is a thick soup that is enough for a meal in itself. This soup is made with a variety of meats, including sausages, bacon, ham, and beef, as well as vegetables such as cabbage, carrots, onions, and potatoes. Sliced pickles and traditional lemon slices give the food a more sour taste.
There was also rice and fish on the plate.
In these days, even the big four leagues don't restrict the diet of their players.
Lin Supo didn't care.
After taking it and placing it on the table, Epifanov took out another bottle of kvass from his cabinet and handed it to Lin Supo.
Lin Supo was not polite, he took a sip when he unscrewed it, and dried half a bottle in one go, and Epifanov was very distressed when he saw it.
"Don't be stingy, don't you just have a bottle of drink, I'll go out and buy two boxes for us to drink later."
"Hmm!"
Epifanov nodded vigorously, he didn't expect the new Chinese boy to be so generous.
The problem of beverages is still the problem of Russia's light industry, which is underdeveloped and has insufficient production capacity, and beverages are still quite expensive in these years.
But Lin Supo really doesn't care, not to mention that his salary is higher than that of the substitute goalkeeper, and his parents have left a lot of inheritance, so there is no chance to deal with it at this time, and when he returns to China, he will buy a few suites in the capital and Shanghai, and it will be developed after the demolition.