Lu Yin Silly Waist

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The reporter named William got angry, mainly because his report set off a huge wave of public opinion.

Especially his last sentence ‘Paris fans are ready for the crown’ is even more ambiguous.

Everyone knows that Paris has just given him the title of king in order to retain Yi Le, and at this stage, the rise of the local star Mbappe represents the transfer of Paris fans to the arms of others.

From a national perspective, Mbappe is a Frenchman and more popular with Paris fans. Compared to Mbappe, Yi Le is an outsider by nationality.

Therefore, not only William, but many latent French journalists began to encourage.

Among them are those who really want Mbappe to gain a higher position in the team, there are also some troublemakers, and there are also some racists who have helped.

Racists don’t really like Mbappe, but they hate Yi Le, who has been fighting again and again.

Compared to Yi Le, Mbappe is a young boy, they are sure to bring Mbappe down, but Yi Le is different.

Encouraged by these people, some Paris fans who were unsettled began to turn back.

They didn't call out the slogan that made Yi Le back down, they just called for helping Mbappe get a higher position in the team.

The chaos has already emerged and it has become uncontrollable. It has made the Paris Saint-Germain Club one big and two big.

...

In Yi Le's villa, Mbappe was sleeping, and suddenly a ring of mobile phone rang.

Mbappe stumbled up, picked up the phone and picked it up.

Perey's impatience came from the phone.

"Killian, where are you now?"

Mbappe yawned sleepily, "I'm home!"

Perey was anxious and said, "Which home?"

Mbappe is a little strange: "Of course it is Yi's villa!"

After listening to the phone and being silent for a while, Perey cautiously said, "Is Yi not doing anything to you?"

Mbappe blinked and said, "What? What special training plan does he have?"

Perey laughed bitterly, telling about what happened last night.

Mbappe started out as a curious baby, but the more he listened, the paler this guy was.

After hearing Pere's words, Mbappe was about to cry.

"Hello? Hello? Gillian, are you listening?"

Mbappe cried: "I will be killed easily! I never thought of robbing him of the king!"

Perey also had a headache, saying: "Don't go out first, wait for me to come!"

"Ok!"

Mbappe put down the phone and fell asleep.

He walked lightly to the computer, opened the website and started browsing the official website of Paris Saint-Germain.

The speeches of some Paris fans are indeed awkward, and it can be seen that these people are a group of racists.

Of course, there are also a lot of Paris fans fighting against them, and the scene is chaotic.

In these messages, Mbappe saw a picture and screamed.

In the picture, Mbappe wears a crown and sits alone on the throne, while Yi Le and Neymar stand next to each other.

Mbappe's eyelids jumped straight. He didn't know that Yi Le hadn't seen this picture before, but he was a little afraid of facing Yi Le.

At this moment, a thumping knock on the door sounded.

Mbappe was almost scared to fall off the bed.

Mbappe stared nervously at the door, and he dared not breathe.

In this villa, he and Yi Le are two people, and the knock on the door is naturally Yi Le.

Knocking on the door again, Mbappe stiffened.

After a while, Yi Le's voice was heard outside the door.

"Killian, we should get up and run!"

After hearing this, Mbappe replied subconsciously: "Killian is still asleep!"

After talking, he almost fanned his mouth.

Outside the door, there was also a long silence, and Yi Le's voice was low: "Give you five!"

"Fives!"

"four!"

"three!"

"two!"

Creak!

Mbappé pulled his head open the door and walked out like a child doing the wrong thing.

Yi Le looked at him and said, "Change clothes, run!"

Mbappe blinked and looked up in surprise.

He looked at Yi Le's back and shouted; "Yi? Are you angry?"

Yi Le turned his head inexplicably and asked, "Why should I be angry?"

amount.....

Seeing that there was no danger for the time being, Mbappe changed clothes and ran out with Yi Le.

At the door, where Waag is waiting.

Seeing Yi Le and Mbappe coming out together, Wag's expression was also quite wonderful.

Yi Le ran in front, and Wag and Mbappe followed.

The two talked whispered..

Waag: "Is it easy to know?"

Mbappe: "It's not clear, but he is very calm."

Wag: "The tranquility before the storm?"

Mbappe; "........."

Wag grinned, embarrassed: "Perhaps, Yi really doesn't mind it."

Mbappe rolled his eyes and said: "How could this be the king."

Wag shrugged and said, "But I don't think he really minds."

The three ran along the Seine for a while and finally stopped at a shore to rest.

At this time, Mbappe couldn't help it anymore.

Yi Le said nothing, it was like a fear of the unknown, no one knew when Yi Le broke out.

He didn't want to suffer like this, and simply showed up directly.

Mbappe gathered courage and ran to Yi Le, with a stretched face: "Yi, I never thought of being a king!"

After talking, Mbappe shook his neck and shrank his neck.

But he waited for a while, the expected slap did not fan down, and opened his eyes carefully.

Seeing Yi Le looking at himself with a smile, he couldn't help but be more puzzled.

"Why not fight?"

Yi Le fainted at the first sentence.

"what?"

Yi Le smiled and continued: "The position of the King is an honor. Your performance is better than mine. Naturally, you are eligible to enjoy better treatment. We want to improve, not only to compete with other teams, but also within the team. No less, like the so-called king, if you are strong enough, I don’t mind giving it to you."

Yi Le turned his head to look at Wag and said, "This sentence also applies to you!"

"The team in my mind is a team that is always positive and keeps the top competitiveness. In the team, everything must be spoken with strength. If I don’t play well one day, I will also be pressed on the bench. ~www.novelmtl.com~ Even if I have the so-called king label on my head!"

"The talented people live in equal strength and treatment. You want better treatment and status. I don't object, but I agree. This means that you have ambitions. What I fear most is a group of teammates who have no ambitions. Believe me , They are by no means a qualified partner!"

"As for the outside world, let them go, I will not refute anything, but there is one thing I want to tell you, now you are competing with me, you are not qualified!"

Hearing this, Mbappe secretly pouted: stinky!

On the other hand, Wagger respectfully said: "It's cool!"

Mbappe suddenly turned his head and looked at Wag in disbelief.

Licking the dog!

Definitely licking the dog!

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