Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 670

The reporter named William became popular, 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 in order to retain Yi Le, Paris has just crowned him the name of the king, and at this stage, whether the rise of Mbappe, a local star, represents the Paris fans switching to the arms of others.

From a national perspective, Mbappe is French and is more popular with Paris fans. Compared with Mbappe, Yi Le is an outsider in terms of nationality.

Therefore, not only William, but also many lurking French reporters began to encourage.

Among them are those who really want Mbappe to achieve a higher status in the team, as well as some troublemakers, and there are some racists who contribute to the flames.

Racists actually don't like Mbappe, but they hate Yi Le who has repeatedly confronted.

Compared with Yi Le, Mbappe is an immature little guy. They are sure that they can knock Mbappe down, but Yi Le is different.

Instigated by these people, some Paris fans who were not firm in their stance began to defect.

They also did not shout the slogan to make Yi Le retreat, but only called to help Mbappe achieve a higher status in the team.

The chaos had already appeared and it was out of control, and it made the Paris Saint-Germain club one head and two big.

In Yi Le's villa, Mbappe was sleeping soundly, when suddenly a mobile phone rang.

Mbappe got up in a daze, picked up his phone and answered it.

Pere's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Killian, where are you now?"

Mbappe yawned sleepily and said, "I'm at home!"

Pere was anxious and said, "Which house?"

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

There was only a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Pere said cautiously, "Did Yi not do anything to you?"

Mbappe blinked and said, "What to do? Does he have any special training plans?"

Pere smiled wryly and recounted what happened last night.

Mbappé sounded like a curious baby at first, but the more he listened, the paler his face became.

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

"Hello? Hello? Killian, are you listening?"

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

Pere also had a headache and said, "Don't go out yet, wait for me to come over!"

"Ok!"

Mbappe put down the phone, completely sleepless.

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

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

Of course, there were also a large number of Paris fans fighting against them, and the scene was chaotic.

In these messages, Mbappe saw a picture and screamed.

In the picture, Mbappe is wearing a crown and sitting alone on the throne, while Yi Le and Neymar are standing on the left and right.

Mbappe's eyelids twitched. He didn't know if Yi Le had seen this picture, but he was a little afraid to face Yi Le.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Mbappe was so scared that he almost fell off the bed.

Mbappe stared at the door nervously, he didn't dare to breathe.

He and Yi Le were the only two people in this villa, and it was Yi Le who knocked on the door.

The knock on the door rang again, and Mbappe froze.

After a while, Yi Le's voice came from outside the door.

"Killian, it's time for us to get up and run!"

Hearing this, Mbappe replied subconsciously: "Kylian is still sleeping!"

After finishing speaking, he almost slapped himself in the mouth.

Outside the door, there was also silence for a while, and Yi Le said in a low voice, "I'll give you five numbers!"

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"two!"

Squeak!

Mbappé opened the door and walked out with his head drooping, like a child who has done something wrong.

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

Mbappe blinked and looked up in surprise.

He looked at Yi Le's back and shouted, "Yi? Are you not angry?"

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

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

At the door, Wag was also waiting there.

Seeing Yi Le and Mbappé coming out together, Wagner's expression was also very exciting.

Yi Le ran ahead, while Wager and Mbappé followed.

Two people whispering to each other

Wag: "Don't Yi know?"

Mbappe: "I don't know, but he is very calm."

Vargo: "The calm before the storm?"

Mbappe; ""

Wag grinned, embarrassedly said: "Perhaps, Yi really doesn't mind."

Mbappe rolled his eyes and said, "How is it possible, this is the king."

Wagga shrugged and said, "But I feel that he really doesn't mind."

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

At this point, Mbappe couldn't bear it anymore.

Yi Le didn't say anything, it was like fear of the unknown, no one knew when Yi Le would explode.

He didn't want to suffer like this, so he simply had a showdown.

Mbappe plucked up his courage, ran to Yi Le, and said sullenly, "Yi, I never thought of becoming a king!"

After finishing speaking, Mbappe felt overwhelmed and shrank his neck.

But he waited for a while, the expected slap did not come, and he opened his eyes cautiously.

Seeing Yi Le looking at him with a smile, he couldn't help but feel even more puzzled.

"Why not fight?"

Yi Le's first sentence made him dizzy.

"what?"

Yi Le smiled and continued: "The king's position is an honor. You perform better than me, so you are naturally entitled to better treatment. If we want to improve, we must not only compete with other teams, but also compete within the team. Just like the so-called king, if you are strong enough, I don't mind giving it up to you."

Yi Le turned to look at Wa Ge and said, "This sentence applies to you as well!"

"The team in my mind is a team that is always positive and maintains top competitiveness. In the team, everything must be based on strength. If I don't play well one day, I will also be put on the bench, even if I have the so-called king label on my head!"

"The ones who are capable, the strength and the treatment are equal. I don't object to you wanting better treatment and status. On the contrary, I agree. This means that you are ambitious. What I fear most is a group of teammates who have no ambitions. Believe me, they are definitely not a qualified partner!"

"As for the claims from the outside world, let them say it. I won't refute anything, but there is one thing I want to tell you. You are not qualified to compete with me now!"

Hearing this, Mbappe curled his lips secretly and said: Fart!

On the other hand, Wag said with a look of reverence: "It's so cool!"

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

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