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Chapter 6 The Pushkin Restaurant

Beep, beep—

Two long and one short whistles are blown, and the game ends.

Lin Supo made a sure kill!

In an instant, he was hugged by a group of sweaty guys, and he was almost smoked.

"That's my nephew, that's my nephew..."

Uncle Lin, who was attracted to him, pulled the Russian fans beside him and shouted wildly, "One goal and one assist, Lin Supo dominated the game today!"

"Your nephew? He's awesome, man, I'm going to buy you a drink!"

"Are you Koreans? Others say he is a Korean player."

"Chinese, we are Chinese!"

"I know. I have Chinese cups at home. What a coincidence. I like China very much!"



Oleg Romantsev has already rushed onto the pitch, and a victory in a friendly match is not enough to make him lose his composure.

But the Chinese boy was a big discovery.

The Chinese boy's performance today far exceeded his expectations. He looked decent in playing football. He was probably trained by the youth team of the Chinese club.

I don’t know if the transfer fee for Chinese players is expensive. If it is not expensive, I must sign him.

As for Lin Supo saying he was a football fan, he just thought it was a joke.

There is a huge difference between fans and professional players. After 45 minutes of the game, Lin Supo is completely professional in handling the ball, and his basic skills are top-notch among young Russian players.

When Gattuso was young, he was not at the top of Serie A. There were a lot of talents in the youth training of wealthy clubs. However, considering that Serie A is the first league and Russian football is not popular, it is normal for Oleg Romantsev to have this idea.

"Boys, you look very happy too, but it's just a friendly match. Now I want to talk to today's great hero."

Alexander Schilko did not give the jersey to Lin Supo, but just waved goodbye to him.

He said something like that when he got over it during the game. If he gave away the jersey, he would have to pay for it himself. He, a 19-year-old forward whose salary is not much, calmed down and couldn't bear to part with it.

Lin Supo didn't care about that kind of thing, he just looked at the Spartak coach in front of him.

"What's the matter, Mr. Coach?"

"Yes, but you Chinese like to talk about things at the dinner table. I would like to treat you and your companions to dinner."

Romantsev had just noticed Uncle Lin next to Lin Supo.

"Okay, then I'll call my uncle."

He estimated that this coach must have thoughts about him.

The Russian Super League was only created after the collapse of the Soviet Union. Because it was hostile to the mainstream countries that had the right to speak, the Russian Super League did not have any decent foreign aid, and its skills and tactics lagged far behind those of the European continent. Suddenly a good prospect was discovered, and Romantsev was very happy.

It's hard not to be tempted.

This is not the era 20 or 30 years from now when young players can play in the first team at the age of 16.

In the 1990s, players in their early 20s were considered young players, still on the bench or on loan. Generally, the players who could play the main team were over 23 years old. Players around 20 who could play the main team in the first team were rare.

But Spartak's situation is completely different. The team has several young players.

This shows that Spartak Moscow has little money and cannot afford to buy so many Russian players in their playing years, so they are forced to reuse young people.

If you find a good player in this situation, how could you not give it a try?

Lin Supo told Uncle Lin about the situation, and Uncle Lin was shocked: "What, they want you to play professional football?"

Before, Uncle Lin thought it was okay to think blindly, but he didn't expect his dream to come true.

"I haven't said it yet, but the coach wants to invite us to dinner. I think that's what inviting us to dinner is. Didn't you also see my performance on the court just now? Second uncle, isn't he handsome?"

handsome!

Can it not be handsome?

They all scored against the old Maozi team!

However, Uncle Lin still reminded: "How can you be sure of things that others haven't said yet? And Xiaopo, you have to be more humble. If you really want to play in Russia, your teammates will hate you if you are not humble. Humility is a Chinese nation."

Traditional virtues, even if you are abroad, you must behave correctly and not embarrass the motherland..."

Looking at his second uncle who was talking endlessly, Lin Supo suppressed a smile.

But I also admire my second uncle very much.

Their generation does not have much culture, but they have a strong sense of national honor.

His father once told him that the only time his second uncle got into a fight was in Vladivostok. At that time, there was a little stick who made a lot of noise while eating. After being scolded by the waiter, he pretended to be Chinese. The second uncle couldn't stand it and just kicked him.

After that, the two brothers staged the Anti-Korean War in Vladivostok.

Although I have always said that it is a bit annoying, I still admire my second uncle Lin Supo for his practical actions.

It's not like those bullshit celebrities in later generations who hype themselves up and eat patriotic meals, but then wither away when they see the truth. They don't even need to go to the battlefield, they just donate some money and engage in fraudulent donations.

I dragged my chattering second uncle with me and waited for a long time before I saw Romantsev with a happy face.

"Just now reporters asked me if you were a newly signed player. They were dumbfounded when they knew you were a fan."

The former Soviet Union international laughed loudly, holding Lin Supo with one hand and Lin's second uncle with the other: "Let's go, I'm happy today, I'll treat you two to a luxurious stay."

After another round of twists and turns, we returned to Red Square.

The Lin family uncle and nephew followed Romantsev, a local gangster, to the Pushkin restaurant.

Pushkin Restaurant is a restaurant named after the great Russian writer Pushkin. It is built to imitate the literary salons of Pushkin's era. It is actually a very atmospheric cafe, and the service quality is definitely worthy of 5 stars.

Second Uncle Lin, who had always been famous but had never met him, saw that it was Pushkin's Restaurant. He immediately waved his hand and said, stumbling in Russian, "It's too expensive. Just change to an ordinary restaurant."

Although Uncle Lin had a lot of money, people at that time were like that, and the social status of doing business was not high, so Uncle Lin never dared to go to high-end places to spend money.

On the contrary, Father Lin Supo changed quickly and started to enjoy it after making money.

Of course, most people are still like Uncle Lin. These days, you can't even tell if a businessman has money, unlike in the future when you go out and have a bodyguard with a luxury car.

"Let's go, it's okay."

Even though Romantsev was older than Uncle Lin, his hands were quite strong, so he couldn't help but drag Uncle Lin into the restaurant.

Lin Supo followed behind. Pushkin's restaurant was really great. In his previous life, he would come here to eat every time he went to Moscow.

The per capita consumption is less than 300 RMB, which is not considered luxury, but the service is indeed first-class.

The food is not top-notch, but dining in this environment always makes you feel like you are an aristocrat who visited the salons of the upper class in the 19th century.

After sitting down, the second uncle was still refusing, so Lin Supo simply helped him order food together.

The lunch set, salmon fruit salad, sturgeon and caviar pancakes, Romantsev, who originally wanted to help, was amazed when he saw it, and he felt more and more that this Chinese boy was not simple.


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