Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

At the post-match press conference, Dalglish took Lindy along.

Lindy sat down and glanced at the Coke on the table, then turned around and asked the staff: "Is this our Liverpool sponsor?"

The latter was taken aback for a moment, then immediately shook his head, "We have not received any sponsorship from the Coca-Cola Company."

Lindy recalled it again, and it seemed that he had never received a similar endorsement.

Without a hitch, he put the Coke and Gatorade in front of the table directly under the table.

The reporters present recorded while taking pictures, this is not a big or small lace news.

[Lindy's secret to success: self-discipline!Never touch carbonated drinks! 】

Accompanied by a photo of Lindy putting Gatorade and Coke under the table.

"Crack~"

A carriage return, send successfully!

It's really comfortable to eat with Lin Diqia.

Netizens who are watching online commented one after another:

[Lindy is great, she is definitely a model of self-discipline, and is worth learning from. 】

[This is our idol, in order to set a good example for us, always maintain a state of self-discipline]

But before they continued to praise, the staff behind Lindy seemed to have received some orders, and quickly whispered something to Lindy.

Afterwards, everyone watched in a daze as Lindy bent down and took out Gatorade again.

Then he opened the bottle cap and took a sip, and made a delicious expression by the way.

He looked at the confused reporters: "Do you want to drink Gatorade? This is our official official partner of Liverpool!"

"Joey, can I get each of them a bottle of Gatorade?"

The staff behind him understood, and immediately went to the back to move out a box and distribute it to the stunned reporters.

What about self-discipline?

Isn't it a model and a role model?

What is this operation?Can you still play like this?

"Uh, that...Liverpool seems to be sponsored by Gatorade..." said a fat man wearing glasses while looking at the computer.

"Pfft~"

The MMP in everyone's hearts is almost written on their faces.

One by one, they called their bosses and editors, "Hurry up, withdraw it, I made a mistake!"

"Yes, this beach of the sun actually drank Gatorade, Liverpool has a cooperation with them!"

"Don't post it... It's over, my work is over..."

At this moment, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, "Has it all been sent?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

A veteran middle-aged man thought for a while, "That's it, post it all, stick to it and don't change it, netizens will quarrel, let them quarrel."

Everyone nodded, fans would argue anyway, and no one would think of trolling them.

"Is there any problem? Gentlemen, we only have 10 minutes." Press officer Tom stroked his suit tie.

Afterwards, he clicked on a reporter from the "Kicker" newspaper that he was familiar with.

"I would like to ask Lindy, you have 4 goals and 3 assists in 6 games. At present, your assists have ranked first in the Premier League. Do you intend to win the assists this season and help Liverpool return to the top four?"

Lindy smiled and replied:

"Liverpool has always been a strong team. It has a long history. I think the current results are a symbol of the unity of the team. My personal results are just a microcosm of it. As for returning to the top four, I believe Under the leadership of BOSS, we can definitely do it."

Lindy glanced at Dalglish, who also nodded to him, expressing encouragement.

The team has strengthened so much, if they don't even have the ambition to compete for the fourth.

The fans were the first to say no.

Tom went on to the next reporter.

"Liverpool is so strong this season, can they securely win the Europa League, Premier League, League Cup and FA Cup?"

Lindy immediately showed a harmless smile: "That's a good question. If we win the Europa League, Premier League, League Cup, and FA Cup, then we should have four championships. Well, that's right. Next."

"That's not what I meant..." The reporter wanted to ask a question, but Tom had already ordered another reporter.

It's just that Lindy noticed right away that the guy seemed to belong to the BBC.

What the hell!

Isn't this Nima the reporter who spread rumors every day and gave people eye drops and fake news?

"Excuse me, Lindy, what about Huaxia..."

Before the reporter could finish speaking, Lindy got up and left directly: "Tom, I will not accept any interviews when the BBC is present!"

Turn around and leave.

Dalglish also reacted quickly and left with him.

Because he felt Lindy's anger, he also disgusted this kind of reporter.

Before leaving, he took a meaningful look at the BBC reporter.

Damn, dare to destroy my morale?

"Tom, what Lindy said is what I said!"

If Lindy's previous two questions were purely perfunctory, then the last BBC reporter's act of adulterating private goods aroused everyone's dissatisfaction.

Otherwise, at least people will answer normal questions.

"Don't you just die with bad money?"

"Don't let everyone have nothing to eat, okay?"

"As far as your virtue is concerned, I will stay away from you next time, it stinks!"

"No wonder the teacher won't let you go there when you graduate, it's disgusting!"

Facing the accusations from everyone, the BBC reporter just smiled and typed on the keyboard indifferently: "For some reason, Lindy can't answer this kind of question. One can imagine this country..."

...

The more you take a step back, the more you think about it, the more angry you become, and the more you think about it for a while, the more you suffer.

Dalglish comforted Lindy: "I have told Tom that this kind of thing will never happen again. Football should be pure."

Lindy nodded, "Boss, I know they have always been prejudiced, you said if I find a urea bag..."

"Ahem, this is England, and the laws are very strict." He took out banknotes from his pocket and quickly wrote something to Lindy.

"Let the agent do it." Then Dalglish left in a cool manner.

Lindy didn't realize it for a while, and he really was the "king" of Liverpool.

That night, Lindy asked Hull to help find someone to do it.

At the same time, he posted a photo of today's team victory on his Instagram, but the accompanying text is very interesting.

It seems to be cursing:

Updating Instagram every day sometimes feels like a reporter.

The left shoulder conveys value, the right shoulder records history, and the writing is straightforward, all of which are true in the world!

As soon as this Ins was released, it aroused heated discussions among netizens.

And that night, the reporter was robbed by unknown persons on his way home.

Why is it called robbery, because when he woke up, he was lying naked in the garbage dump, with all his clothes beside him, just torn into strips.

All the records about Huaxia in the computer were deleted one by one.

Not even a penny was missing from his wallet, but he still claimed he was robbed.

It's just that even the police station didn't accept his case.

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