Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

Lindy is happily jogging in the streets of Liverpool with Erin.

The two youthful figures walked through countless streets together, leaving their traces on the streets of Liverpool, big and small.

After finishing the morning run, Lindy specially invited Irene to go home.

He cooks a breakfast for her himself.

Looking at the buns and wontons in front of him.

Eileen was stunned for a moment.

Although she has also tasted delicacies from various countries, they are limited to big meals and have not had breakfast.

"what is this?"

"Wonton, steamed stuffed bun, you can understand it as meat wrapped in flour." Lindy served two more fried dough sticks.

Irene's eyes widened, her face was curious and cute, "Is this fried baguette?"

"Ahahaha..." Lindy was instantly amused.

"This is a deep-fried dough stick, which is also made of flour. Eat it and remember to dip it in some soy sauce."

The two had a sweet breakfast at home, and Lindy threw the car keys to Irene. There was a Bentley he bought specially in the garage.

This was also Lindy's first time buying a luxury car, and the showroom manager at the time was very excited.

After completing many autographs and group photos, the other party sent the car to his home for only 16 pounds.

All the procedures are readily available, and Lindy doesn't even need to do it.

And he himself still ran to the Melwood training base according to his old habits.

As soon as we reached the entrance of the club, a group of people surrounded us.

Looking at the posture of the group of reporters, Lindy knew he was going to suffer.

He saw the location of the entrance, and accelerated suddenly, damn it, catch up if you can.

"Lin, were you at the party yesterday??"

"Lin, don't run away. It is said that yesterday's bar carnival was paid for by you. Did you also participate in it?"

"Forest....."

Before the reporter finished asking, Lindy had already dashed into the Melwood training base.

Leave a handsome back for the reporter behind him.

But this group of uncrowned kings will not let him go so easily.

"Lindy should be the default, it's just that the paparazzi didn't capture him." A reporter wearing glasses said while writing.

The woman beside her nodded in agreement: "I definitely participated, otherwise how could he pay the bill? Are you being taken advantage of?"

"But when we finally went to the hotel, Lindy wasn't in the dozen or so photos?" The person who spoke was obviously a newcomer who didn't understand the essence of reporting.

The middle-aged big brother behind him patted him on the shoulder:

"[Lindy's treat, the whole Liverpool team is partying with strippers in a nightclub!] Isn't that the end?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded.

And that newcomer's expression of shock is written all over his face, can he still play like this?

Except for Lindy's treats and clubbing, everything else is bullshit.

...

In the Melwood training base, a group of people are being trained with their heads bowed.

"A bunch of shit!"

"Are you stupid? Huh? Your brains are in the Federal Reserve?"

"Where is the bar? You can also go there?"

"Should find a container and put you all in it and throw it into Liverpool Port to feed the fish!"

"Did you take drugs?" Dalglish frantically spit on the training ground.

There is a posture of wanting to rectify them.

Seeing that no one spoke, Dalglish might have calmed down a little.

You know, in Liverpool, as long as you have money, most of the contraband can be bought.

"Fortunately, you're smart, you're just having a party, if you let me know that any of you are taking drugs, hehe." He looked coldly at the young people who lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"Lin, and you!"

Lindy was shocked, what the hell.

Why cue me?

Originally, he watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

"I heard that your card was swiped?" Dalglish's eyes swept over, making Lindy a little worried.

He nodded silently without speaking.

Dalgliesh saw that Lindy admitted generously, so he didn't pursue the matter further.

"After a one-month break, I stayed at the training base. Mike has already put all your daily necessities in the club. In addition, all participants will be deducted one week's salary according to team regulations."

Just when everyone thought this was about to end, Dalglish continued: "If you lose the next game against Arsenal, you will continue to rest for a month!"

Lindy's eyelids twitched, this old man is cruel enough.

A month's rest, wouldn't it suffocate these animals?

Looking at De Gea's pitiful eyes, Lindy was both funny and angry.

Tell you to go to a more private club, do you want to have fun?

how?

Are they all descendants of the Cao family?

If you have to go to a bar to have fun, you don't know where these guys are so attractive.

After the end, I was able to take one to the hotel alone.

Lindy is still here with a faint smile and sigh.

The teammates have already sighed one by one.

Dalglish glanced at everyone and continued, "Lindy, as the captain, will be punished together."

? ?

The smile on Lindy's face suddenly disappeared.

No, I spent money and didn't enjoy it, so I still have to be punished? ?

Seeing that Lindy seemed a little unconvinced, Dalglish stared: "Lin, what's your problem?"

Lindy glanced at his teammates whose resentment disappeared, and understood Dalglish's intentions.

"No, I think this group life helps us get to know each other."

Seeing that Lindy was so on track, Dalglish didn't continue.

"Boss, I'll be with you too." It was Gerald who spoke.

This is good, the season training that other coaches dream of.

In this way, Lindy paid the bill, and De Gea took the lead to produce it in a muddle.

Wenger thought that Liverpool's combat effectiveness would drop sharply after experiencing this kind of scandalous news.

But the reporters who had been waiting at the entrance of the Melwood training base waited until sunset to see any figure appear.

It was as if the group of players disappeared after entering.

Until the next morning, they came to the gate of the club and continued to guard as usual.

But the vehicles in the parking lot told them clearly that these people did not leave at all.

"This is? Live in the training base?"

"What do you mean? Avoid us specifically?"

"Hehe, it must be a guilty conscience, otherwise why hide?"

In this way, without getting any news, the reporters dispersed one after another.

In the training base, Dalglish also lived in the training base with the coaching staff.

He didn't want to give up this rare training opportunity.

Usually, if you want to do something like this, it's no wonder the players don't go on strike.

The boys, on the other hand, are not so disgusted with this kind of collective life.

Especially in the big bathhouse of the training base, there are often strange screams, and the time is very long.

There are often small pieces of soap left on the ground.

Unlike the previous season training camp, this kind of eating, sleeping and bathing together because of being punished made them understand each other better.

The relationship between the players is also heating up dramatically.

Just when other teams expected a demoralized Liverpool.

Liverpool at the moment is unprecedentedly united.

Dalglish is ready to smash the storm he brewed into the Premier League.

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