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Chapter 216 blatant seduction

The whole world went crazy because of Lei Yu's counterattack, and the believers in front of the TV knelt all over the floor, worshiping at the screen.

Not only did this goal seem to them to be a gift from God to Arsenal, otherwise there would be no way to explain why it came on at such a critical moment.

In the history of football, winning goals are not uncommon; but before the winning goal, there is an opponent's penalty kick as a foreplay, which is really unprecedented.

Milan fans were enjoying heavenly joy one second, but fell into the endless abyss the next.

Fans never thought that heaven and hell would be so close one day.

In the stands, all the Milan fans became silent after closing their chins, and no one could express the complicated feelings in their hearts.

The same golden boy, why do some people become Messi, some people become Pato, and some people become Lei Yu?

If we say they are similar, Messi and Pato, who are both from South America, are more similar, right?

But why is Mao Yi now obsessed with beauty and unable to extricate himself, and a god descends to earth and soars into the sky?

The more glamorous Lei Yu is, the harder it is for Milan fans to accept him.

Crazy gun fans rushed into the field and stripped off the clothes and pants of all the gunmen on the field.

When Lei Yu appeared in front of everyone again, only a pair of light brown pants were left.

He was stripped naked by the fans again!

Looking at Lei Yu's six-pack abs with sharp edges and beads of sweat, Milan fans gradually realized that there is indeed a big gap between people.

Without the aura of a superstar, Golden Boy is just an ordinary professional player.

They will be excited when they win, and they will be reluctant to lose. They will also be rewarded for their hard training on the court, and they will gain fame that does not belong to them in the gossip news.

After the game, no Gunners asked the Milan players to change their jerseys, because they felt that they had defeated the powerful and arrogant AC Milan, and even if they wanted to change, they would have to change their jerseys from the other side.

And Milan didn't ask the Gunners to change. One reason was because they didn't want to stay at the Emirates Stadium for a moment, and the other reason was that the Gunners' clothes had been stripped off. What could they exchange for?

Even so, when Lei Yu walked to the sidelines, Ibrahimovic still came over and handed over his jersey.

"Lei, I have to admit that you are indeed different."

"What's different?" Lei Yu said with a smile.

Hearing Lei Yu's rhetorical question, Ibrahimovic looked up and down, and then said solemnly: "You may not be tall, but you are as big as me!"

"Are you complimenting me?"

"Of course, I think this is why you are better than Patona kid." Ibrahimovic replied seriously, "Patona kid is far worse than you. Rather than saying that he is a professional football player now, it is better to say that he is

Now she is a pretty boy who is being kept. And she is still the kind who cannot satisfy the other person."

"Lei, can you satisfy your girlfriend?"

"She usually invites her best friends to join her," Lei Yu replied casually.

"It's true, just as I thought."

"I'll give you the jersey when I get back to the locker room."

"Okay, no problem. I look forward to playing against you next time."

After Ibrahimovic finished speaking, he threw Lei Yu to the reporters who gathered around him and walked into the player tunnel.

Facing the camera, the naked Lei Yu had to unfold Ibrahimovic's jersey and put it on for the sake of image.

As a result, something went wrong with this plan.

I am 1.8 meters tall and Ibrahimovic is 1.95 meters tall.

This dress is quite a bit too big for me when I put it on.

He nnd, his height is a flaw!

...

While answering questions, he could clearly feel thousands of eyes scanning him behind him.

From the back of the neck to the roots of the calves, at least a thousand eyes gathered on every inch of skin.

Is your butt too plump?

Or did my butt swallow my underwear again?

Thinking of these embarrassing scenes, Lei Yu simply answered a few questions and ran away.

Returning to the locker room, Lei Yu simply rinsed off, then put on clean clothes, and took out a brand new jersey and sent it to Ibrahimovic next door. Then he was taken by Wenger to attend the press conference.

The captain's armband is on Lei Yu's shoulder, and it is normal for Wenger to take him to the press conference.

So far, gun fans have accepted the fact that Lei Yu has become the new gun king.

As soon as I sat down behind the table, the reporters in the audience were all chirping and wanting to ask questions.

Lei Yu was stunned not to understand a series of questions in several languages.

Hey, that guy with the earthy face!

Isn't this England?

Why do you want to ask me a question in Javanese?

Fortunately, Arsenal's news team maintained order and the scene gradually calmed down.

The speeches of the professor and Allegri were quite satisfactory. After all, both sides played a good game in both rounds.

Although the final result is that Arsenal is superior, everyone knows that the real credit belongs to the players.

When it was the reporter's turn to ask questions, the scene suddenly became excited.

"Lei, did you already know this result before the game? Can you tell me what supports you in never giving up?"

"Lei, congratulations on leading Arsenal to stage a comeback. Will today's victory make you feel that Milan is not worthy of its reputation?"

"Lei, there is news that Real Madrid will take you to the Bernabeu in the summer. Are you interested there?"

"Lei, do you think you are overqualified for staying at Arsenal?"

"Ray, if it's convenient, can you tell me what you were thinking when Milan got a penalty kick at the last moment?"

...

After finally hearing a question related to the competition, Lei Yu hurriedly answered.

"Well... to be honest, the moment I got the penalty in Milan I thought the sky was about to fall."

"I feel like all our efforts will be in vain."

"But that was only for a moment."

"The moment Szczesny stepped onto the goal line I knew the game was not over yet."

"My teammates believe in me, and I also believe in my teammates."

"At that moment, when Szczesny saved the penalty, I knew I was right."

"So when the ball was passed to the frontcourt and I formed a single shot...to score a goal, it became a matter of course."

"I won't waste such a good opportunity."

"In my opinion, that is not a so-called gift from God, but the result of the hard work of all our Arsenal players!"

After Lei Yu answered in a decent manner, he found an opportunity to take a sip of water.

At this moment, the gossiping voices in the audience sounded again.

"Lei, I heard that you are moving to Manchester City in the summer. Is it true?"

"Lei, I heard that Milan is also interested in you?"

"Lei, are you really not considering going to the Bernabeu?"

"Ray, I heard Ferguson called you..."

This time, before Lei Yu could answer, Wenger quickly grabbed the microphone.

He nnd!

Ray is our new gun king!

You want us to sell him before this season is over?

Don’t even think about it!!!

Lei is not for sale!

"No Milan, no Real Madrid, no Manchester United and no Manchester City!"

"Lei is here, not going anywhere!"

"This is the post-game press conference. Ray will not answer any questions that are not related to the game!"

"Please respect yourself!"

Seeing Wenger's anxious look, Allegri, who had been depressed for a whole game, finally found some relief.

Taking advantage of Wenger's rage, Allegri quietly kicked Lei Yu under the table.

"Lei, if you are interested in coming to AC Milan, I guarantee that you will become the main midfielder!"

Lei Yu: "..."

Hello!

This is our Arsenal's territory. I'm afraid it's not good for you to "seduce" me so blatantly, right?


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