Ray, don’t you know the curse of the Champions League trophy?"
"Lei, you've caused us harm!"
"It's over, it's over, what should we do in the second half?"
There was mourning in the Gunners dressing room.
Even the players who believe in science the most are crossing themselves on their chests and praying to God at this moment.
The Champions League trophy curse is no joke!
AC Milan's 3-goal advantage was equalized by Liverpool, and Arsenal is now only two goals ahead.
"The curse of the Champions League trophy? Are you talking about the rumor that you can't win the championship if you touch the trophy?"
Lei Yu still has a look of disdain on his face.
"You also believe in that stuff? Don't you Europeans always claim to believe in science and materialism? Why do I feel that you are more stupid than Indians?"
"Lei, I'd rather believe it than not!" Van Persie sighed, "After all, there is a precedent for this matter. If it's because of the abnormal performance in the second half..."
Before Van Persie could finish speaking, Lei Yu suddenly raised his voice.
"Performing abnormally? Which of you dares to perform abnormally?"
The sudden stern voice shook the entire locker room.
"If anyone thinks that he can't perform well, tell me in advance that I will ask the boss to replace you. Don't delay the whole team, you know?"
Seeing Lei Yu's straight back, the gunmen reacted.
The captain's armband is already worn on Lei Yu's arm.
ccc Ney is not the captain, Ramsey is not the captain, Robin van Persie is not the captain.
The captain of this final is Lei Yu.
"I wanted to make a joke with you to lighten the atmosphere, but who knew someone else was out of breath?"
Lei Yu changed the subject, "If you can't play well because of this, then you might as well get off the field and stay there!"
"I can score three goals even if I take a shit in the middle of the game. How dare you lose your temper just because of this?"
"Are you kidding me?"
Lei Yu stepped on the stool and his loud voice echoed throughout the locker room.
No one dared to refute.
The reason why no one dares to refute is not because there are no veterans in the Arsenal team.
It's because Lei Yu not only has a loud voice, but also has thick thighs!
To put it bluntly, the reason why most shooters can stand here is because they hug their teammates' thighs.
"I'm telling you, give me a good kick in the second half! Don't think about useless things!"
"I've already touched the championship trophy, and that's it!"
"If you want to touch anyone, play well in the second half."
"As long as we maintain the status quo, the trophy will be ours after all!"
"I just took a closer look, and there were a lot of names like Real Madrid, Barcelona, Milan, and Bayern on it, but none of them was 'Arsenal.'"
"Don't you want the team's name engraved on it too?"
"Don't you want to be a hero of the club?"
"What are you talking about about the Champions League curse with me?"
"If you have the time, you might as well think about how you can treat me to a nice meal after you win the championship!"
After speaking, Lei Yu stretched out three fingers.
"I already scored three goals in the first half!"
"You figure it out yourself!"
After saying that, Lei Yu jumped down from the stool, peeled a banana and chewed it.
Everyone was indeed swayed by Lei Yu's "powerful spirit".
It wasn't until they saw Lei Yu stuffing fruit into his mouth that they looked at each other and started talking quietly.
Who said otherwise?
When Lei Yu was not on the court, he lost the ball. When Lei Yu was on the court, he scored three goals at once.
Looking at it this way, even if the curse of the Champions League trophy is true, Lei Yu is indeed qualified to "challenge" it.
After all, they have tied a record that only appeared in 43 years.
Looking at the room full of silent teammates, Lei Yu rolled his eyes and began to taste the banana in his mouth.
Just when he had chewed enough and was about to swallow it, the door to the locker room was suddenly pushed open.
Bang!
The door suddenly turned 180 degrees and hit the wall.
The sudden sound startled Lei Yu.
He nnd!
You won't even let me eat a banana?
"Fuck, who is dissatisfied with me as the captain? Uh..."
As soon as he stood up, Lei Yu saw Wenger with a gloomy face.
"Uh...boss..."
Lei Yu swallowed hard.
When he swallowed the banana, he also swallowed the curse words he just wanted to say.
"Lei, stop eating, spit out everything in your mouth!" Wenger said sternly.
"Boss, what are you doing? You won't let me eat the bananas, either?"
Lei Yu looked aggrieved.
He can use his identity as captain to pretend to be sexy with his teammates.
But in front of Wenger, he is still an ordinary little player.
"If the professor asks you to vomit, vomit as soon as possible!" Boulder also urged from the side.
In desperation, Lei Yu had no choice but to dig out the banana residue in his cheeks with his fingers, and then spit it all out.
"Lei, let me ask you, did you eat anything when you pooped before?" Wenger asked with a straight face.
"Ah???" Lei Yu looked confused.
What's your problem?
When the other team members saw Wenger asking this question, they all looked at Lei Yu with doubts on their faces.
"Boss, you can doubt my ability, but you can't doubt my taste! Do you think I'm a fly? Eating and shitting at the same time?"
However, Wenger still kept a straight face.
"Then what did you drink?"
What am I going to drink?
There is even soup and water in the toilet, can I drink it?
Lei Yu shook his head like a rattle.
But the gunmen looked at Lei Yu with even more admiration.
"Then take off your clothes!" Boulder also ordered from the side.
Undress???
Why does it jump so much?
While taking off his clothes, Lei Yu asked aggrievedly: "Boss, can you tell me what happened?"
"No ink stains, take them off if I ask you to!" Bould shouted loudly, "Take off your shorts too!"
Lei Yu curled his lips and looked at Volkert, who looked curious, "It's not that I don't want to take it off, I'm afraid that someone will feel inferior after taking it off."
As soon as these words came out, the little tiger immediately lowered his head.
Soon, Lei Yu was left with only his pants.
This time it's square and solid color.
Boulder stepped forward, raised Lei Yu's arms and looked at them carefully, then spread Lei Yu's thighs and took a look inside.
Apart from normal male physiological characteristics, there are no other abnormalities.
Seeing Boulder nodding, the professor let out a sigh of relief.
"Lei, put on your clothes."
No matter how stupid Lei Yu is, he still knows something is wrong.
"Boss, can you tell me what happened?"
"thunder..."
Before the professor could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.
When I opened the door, I saw a staff member wearing a suit and tie and two white coats wearing masks appeared outside.
"Mr. Arsène, I am Cisse, an official of UEFA. I believe that UEFA's temporary decision has been notified to you. Now please let Lei come with us!"
The professor nodded and stepped aside, but said nothing.
Upon seeing this, Boulder immediately stood next to Lei Yu and said loudly: "No problem, but I want to accompany Lei to prevent you from cheating!"
"Mr. Bold, this is completely unnecessary." Cisse shook his head, "We at UEFA will definitely uphold fairness!"
"Coach, what's going on?" Lei Yu asked in a low voice.
"Temporary urine test." Boulder gritted his teeth, "They suspect that you secretly drank stimulants when you were off the field."
Oh oh!
So that’s it!
Lei Yu suddenly realized.
"It's okay, coach, I'm not afraid of shadows. I'll go with them!"
Lei Yu, who had just put on a pair of sports shorts, patted Boulder's shoulder and took the initiative to step forward and said cheerfully.
"Mr. Cisse, right? Since it is a temporary decision made by UEFA, I hope you will enforce the law impartially."
"Of course, Mr. Lei."
"Boss, I'm going then!"
The professor nodded.
Although he had just checked it himself for the first time, he still felt uneasy at the moment.
But people from UEFA have already said this, so what can he do?
"Go ahead, Ray, I believe you."
After saying that, the professor leaned against the door frame and watched Lei Yu being taken away by UEFA people.
After closing the locker room door, Boulder called his name softly: "Robin!"
Van Persie: "What's the matter, coach."
"From the time Ray returned to the court to the end of the game, did he behave differently than usual?"
"Different?" Van Persie repeated.
"It's just something abnormal. For example, more excited than usual?" Boulder carefully "guided".
Van Persie was stunned for a moment, then looked at his teammates behind him.
At this moment, all the gunmen lowered their heads together.
The image of Lei Yu holding a big ear cup and talking loudly three minutes ago is still vivid in my mind.
"Huh? Why aren't you talking?"
"Theo, tell me!"
"Aaron, why are you turning your head away?"
"Ccc Ni, are you mute?"
When the professor saw this, his face, which had been trying to be calm just now, finally showed a hint of panic.
"Don't be afraid, just say whatever you have to say." Bould also lowered his voice, "Mr. Arsène and I are mentally prepared. Robin, you are the captain, it's up to you to speak."
Van Persie gritted his teeth and stumblingly recounted what had just happened.
There was silence in the Arsenal dressing room. After a long while, the professor heard a long sigh.