Long Yu said he didn't care, but he was still happy.

He wore a headband and a mask, covered his face, went to the newsstand to buy all the sports magazines and newspapers, and read and praised his articles one by one.

The terrifying outfit and the height of the tower made the newsstand owner almost call the police...

Not only the newsstand owners, but also the pickup trucks were frightened.

He is recovering well now. He can walk around the house and eat at the players' restaurant, but he is not allowed to participate in training for the time being.

He had just woken up and was cleaning up the bed, and the door opened with a loud noise.

Long Yu is in.

Although I can’t see my face clearly in this way, I’m sure it’s Long Yu!

Who else is this big man besides him?

Wearing a headscarf and a mask, covering your face?

What do you want to do?

What's even more exaggerated is that he actually holds a pair of long scissors in his hand?

What do you want to do?

And as soon as he entered the house, he locked the door?

What is this to do???

"Long, long, let's just fight a few days ago, we won't take the knife!"

Pika's hair roots were all cold.

"Don't be so stinking! Who cares about you? I just came back after finishing my work."

Long Yu put down his scissors, took off his head mask, and threw the black plastic bag in his hand on the bed.

Another "dong" sound.

A corner of the black plastic bag was exposed, and the pickup vaguely saw thick paper inside, colorful.

He immediately understood.

"Long, are you going to... rob?

"Get out! You can't wait for me to get better."

"You said you are like this, how can you be like a good person..."

Pika was so scared that he didn't dare to move, for fear of being silenced.

But soon, he knew what Long Yu wanted to do.

When I opened the black plastic bag, it was indeed not money, but a bunch of football newspapers and magazines.

Long Yu sat beside the bed, pressed and looked through, found the news that introduced him, and cut it with scissors and put it aside.

Pika understood: "Aren't you just cutting newspapers? As for the exaggeration?"

Long Yu continued to cut his hand and said reluctantly: "I have told everyone that I don't pay attention to the praise of the media. If someone finds out that I do this, won't they laugh at me?"

Pickup: "Oh, that's right."

Long Yu: "You have a tight mouth, don't go out and talk nonsense! Otherwise, you will hit you!"

Pika: "As long as you don't come back from robbing, I will silence me, and I will say whatever I want..."

Long Yu ignored him. After cutting the newspapers, he made more than 20 small pieces of paper, but there was no place to settle them.

I searched everywhere and my eyes lit up.

"Is there a notebook here? Yes. Pickup ball, borrow it and buy you a new one."

"Long, this is something I bought, I'm going to write a diary..."

"Who writes a diary for serious people! I borrow it for me! I will return you two! Isn't it okay?"

"OK……"

Long Yu used a glue stick to paste the cut paper on every page of the notebook. Most of the notebook was full of gains.

I looked through it again and was very satisfied.

"Take a photo and send it to my parents and Da Ming, so that they can be happy for me too!"

It's 7:30 am now.

China is 11 hours faster than here, and it should be around 7 o'clock in the evening now.

Spain is about 5 hours in the morning, about twelve:30 noon.

They should all be having a meal, but the Ming Dynasty may be busier.

Soon, Long Yu's mother called the online video call.

After chatting for five minutes, Long Yu praised his glorious record in Boca.

Dragon Mom was very happy: "Son, I really didn't expect you to be so good. When I was playing football in Philadelphia, there was no newspaper reporting on you."

"That's because football in China is too unattractive. People here like football very much. I am now the most popular person on the team."

"No, you just went there a few days ago and you have a bad temper. Just don't fight with your teammates."

"I have a very good relationship with my teammates. My roommate is right next to me and I ask him to say a few words to you."

Long Yu kicked the pickup truck, covered the microphone, and let the video screen shine on the wall first.

"Pikaqiu, I called my mom and said that I had a very good popularity."

"Long, it's not appropriate for you to lie to your mother like this..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell him a few words! Talk well! Otherwise I will hit you!"

"You know that torture me every day, it's really unlucky to be with you in the same room..."

Pika was sad, but when he saw the video, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

Very fake laughing...

"Hello, aunty."

Long Yu hugged the pickup and smiled at the video: "Mom, you saw it. I have a very good relationship with my roommate and teammates."

Dragon Mom was extremely pleased: "Son, I never worry about your football skills, I just worry about your temper. When you go abroad, you are not like in China. You must have a good relationship with everyone. Don't be stingy when you need to spend money to invite people to dinner, and don't quarrel with your teammates and coaches..."

"Okay, mom, I understand. I'm going to invite my teammates to have breakfast. Let's chat another time, bye."

Keeping the hugging posture and confirming that he hung up the phone, Long Yu threw the pickup away.

"It's okay to cooperate. You can stay, I'm out."

"I'm so helping, don't you invite me to have breakfast or something?"

"What are you invited? The staff restaurant has free breakfast. If you don't eat it, don't eat it, don't spend money in vain."

"Haha, you really know how to live..."

"After a day off, I went out for a stroll and stroll around Buenos Aires. Do you have anything to bring?"

"I think……"

"No? Then forget it, I'll leave, you can take care of the house."

The door closed with a "bang".

The pickup didn't recover for a long time.

After a long time, he took out his cell phone and dialed Naikel's phone number.

"My man, I have no legs and feet. If you have time today, you can do me a favor: go to the administrator to inquire, if there are any other empty rooms..."

Walking on the streets of Buenos Aires and feeling the August spring of different climates, Long Yu felt very comfortable.

Beautiful city, kind coach, friendly teammates, outstanding performance.

Life here is perfect.

Except for the roommate who was slightly awful, everything else was fine.

Just as I was thinking, my phone suddenly rang.

Could it be that my dad called me again?

I looked down and was very happy.

"Ming Dynasty! It's you! Are you resting today?"

"Well, I just finished the game yesterday, and I'll have a break today."

"Wow, you've already played in the official game? Contribute to you!"

"I'm just a Spanish junior league. The level is very low and the Argentine Youth League is incomparable. If you don't talk about this, let's talk about you. I saw your clipping photos, congratulations. Do you feel like a big star now?"

"Well, it's okay. But I just won two games in the Youth League, saved the team, and waited to top the scorer list, that's all, nothing."

"I don't want to talk to you, you Versailles guy. You're dead."

"No, don't, just kidding you, haha."

"Is it okay now? Talk to me about the competition."

"Okay! Let me tell you, since I scored a hat trick in 30 minutes of the training match, I have been on the team's roster. However, at the beginning, it was just a substitute, but the team was behind 0-3, I made the game in the second half, and then..."

On the street, a tall young man was holding a phone call, dancing with his brothers in a foreign land talking about his experiences, and was dancing.

The morning in Buenos Aires is sunny and very warm.
Chapter completed!