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Chapter 210 Hello, Ball Flower

"AC Milan has a great history, they have world-class players and the best coach in Mr. Sacchi. Today was a difficult game, but we performed better and the better team wins the game, as always

so……"

At the press conference at San Siro, Lin Supo said with joy.

Although Sacchi was a little unhappy, that's how football is, and there was nothing wrong with what Lin Supo said. Whoever wins is the better team.

Not every reporter in the audience likes Lin Supo, but who makes AC Milan fail to live up to expectations?

At this time, someone asked, "Does beating Milan twice this season prove that Roma is a better team than Milan?"

"Where are you a reporter?"

Lin Supo tilted his head and asked.

"Torino Sports News."

the reporter replied.

The corner of Lin Supo's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, aren't you and Milan accomplices? Why did you come out so quickly to start a war of words?

Although Lin Supo is straight, he is not stupid.

I don't even want to be used as a gunman.

He said directly: "Winning or losing doesn't mean anything. Juventus also lost to Vicenza. Is Vicenza better than Juventus? If we win, it can only mean that the winning team performs better.

To prove the excellence of the team, you need championships and long-term stable performance. If you think you are the best team after winning a few games, you will definitely not go too far. The Roma team will never make such a mistake.

"

Bianchi listened and nodded secretly, this kid speaks so nicely.

Can't fault it at all.

Lin Supo smiled happily.

The Italian reporter's little thoughts are still too immature.

Not to mention his experience in shopping malls during his two lifetimes, he has learned how to answer such controversial questions by watching the 7 o'clock news every day.

"What are Roma's goals for the season?"

The reporters from the Turin Storytelling Club were still determined to find out.

Lin Supo continued without thinking: "Win, try to win every game, I won't say we want championships or trophies, but when you play every game well, you will naturally gain.

"

"I would like to ask if Francisco Totti had a conflict with Arcuri. Someone saw Arcuri moving out of Totti's house. Is it because Totti cheated?"

There were three exclamation marks in big letters on Lin Supo's face.

He didn't even know this.

"Ah? I haven't heard about this. I'll ask Francisco later and I'll give you an answer next time we meet."

Although he had never heard of it, Lin Supo had a guess in his mind.

Let’s not talk about the conflicts between Akuri and Totti.

Just saying that Totti did not reveal that Akuri had moved out, Lin Supo knew what Totti was thinking.

Judging from his daily behavior, Totti is often jealous and envious of his life. He probably feels that it is a bit embarrassing for his girlfriend to have conflicts and move away, especially because she does not want to embarrass herself in front of him, the "love saint", so she hides it.

After Bianchi said some kind words, Lin Supo left with the coach.

Back on the bus, Lin Supo did not suppress his voice at all and asked loudly: "Francisco, a reporter asked me why Akuri moved away with a salute. Why don't we know about this?"

Hoho~

There was a commotion on the bus.

Totty's face turned red, and he frowned and defended: "Nonsense, this is a rumor, she just went on a trip."

"But I saw in yesterday's newspaper that she even took a photo for a magazine cover." Tomasi asked.

Totti's face turned even redder, but he still tried to defend himself: "Anyway, we two are fine!"

Seeing Lin Supo sitting next to him, Totti waved his elbow. Lin Supo, who was already on guard, instantly blocked the sneak attack with his palm.

"Are you happy?"

Totti said angrily.

"What am I happy about? I'm just curious about what happened."

"Nothing happened."

Toti turned his head and looked out the window, like a child in trouble.

"Did you behave too badly tonight?"

Lin Supo whispered.

"Fart! My neighbors are complaining about the noise in my house!

!”

In this matter, Totti still has no choice but to defend himself.

His loud shouting made his teammates laugh again.

Fonseca patted Totti on the shoulder from behind and said: "Man, our family has always had an ancestral secret recipe, which is a magical herb from the forest. That's why I am in such good health. My father and my grandfather both have 8

child."

"I don't need it!"

Totti twisted his shoulders angrily, then turned around and asked: "Is it not harmful to the body?"

For a moment, everyone on the bus was amused by Totti's performance. Fonseca covered his stomach and laughed wildly and said: "Sorry, I lied to you."

"ah!

!”

Totti roared: "I'm going to kill you!"



The next day is still a holiday.

There will be the Winners Cup next, and Lin Supo must relax physically and mentally.

He still got the tip, but this time he didn't call Totti.

Lin Supo was a little suspicious. It was because Totti was so unlucky that he failed every time.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Lin Supo was sitting in the famous Antico Cafe, with a book on the table. Originally, Lin Supo wanted to dress up to show off his real name, but it seemed like it was still an Agatha Christie suspense.

Novels suit his taste best.

Those famous novels describe the scenery in long paragraphs, but do not advance the plot for a long time, which makes Lin Supo complain endlessly. How can he have such a low number of words if he is famous?

Lin Supo can also be regarded as a pseudo-detective fan.

When I was a child, I watched "Sherlock Holmes", then "Conan", and finally Agatha's works. I also read some detective novels. But it was just a fun watch, and sometimes I couldn't remember the characteristics of the protagonist. Unlike those

He is such an ardent fan that he even knows the character's birthday.

It happened that he had never read "Murder at the Vicarage" before. Although it was just to kill time, Grandma Agatha wrote it really well, and he soon became fascinated by it.

"buio."

After hearing "Good day", Lin Supo looked up and saw the person he was waiting for, the flower girl - Monica Bellucci.

"Good day."

Lin Supo stood up on his own initiative, pulled out the chair for the other party, and invited Bellucci to sit down.

"You know me, Ms. Bellucci?"

Lin Supo asked curiously.

"Yes, your photos are all over the newspapers. They say you are the Maradona of the Italian League."

Monica Bellucci covered her mouth and chuckled, her every move exuded mature charm.

"That's all nonsense. If possible, I would rather be Renato."

Lin Supo said with a smile.

"Sure enough, you are just like what I saw in the newspaper. You are a playboy."

From the very beginning, I said I wanted to be the little boy in that movie.

"It's all the public's misunderstanding of me. I'm just pursuing true love. There are so many people on the earth, and it's hard to guarantee that the person you meet is suitable for you. You have to get in touch with them, and then slowly feel the living habits and worldview of the two people.

Regarding everything from family to religion, it’s not easy to find a soul mate.”

Monica Bellucci widened her big eyes, never expecting that a player would say such emotional words.

"So 'Reynardo', have you found that person?"

"Not yet, but I'm on my way."


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