My football skills are so strong! I am the king of control

Firmino and others even read out the comments in the comment section aloud!

"I, the online name of Stadium Pole, hereby solemnly apologize to Ojo. I apologize for the attacks I made on you after the first two games!"

"I declare that Van Dyke is called Little Ocho!"

"Look at Ojo's arrogant expression. He didn't smile at all after defending two. I gave him a nickname, the arrogant prince of defense!"

Some Liverpool fans have already called Ojo the second prince and Arnold the eldest prince. In any case this is a good phenomenon.

Looking at Ocho who was obviously secretly happy in his heart, Lin Chen smiled and swallowed the last bite of steak, then swallowed a few pieces of sausage in Rodri's pasta, and wiped his mouth with satisfaction.

During the less than one day's rest time, several people played games at Ojo's house, and fell asleep in the living room late at night.

At 9 o'clock the next morning, Barnett's call woke Lin Chen up.

Firmino picked up Lin Chen's phone and answered it after seeing it was Barnett.

"Hey, Barnett, you call him more often than Maria does."

Barnett's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone. As the weather turned cold, Barnett caught a cold, perhaps because he didn't dress properly when he was walking with Dolores.

"Tell Lin that I need his help. My friend's child has a birthday today, and I want to invite him to give the little birthday boy a blessing necklace."

It was a strange invitation. Lin Chen had never given any blessing necklace to anyone at their birthday party.

This was a request from Barnett's friend. He hoped that his son could become a professional athlete like Lin Chen. He felt that Lin Chen's blessing might play a role.

On November 11, when Lin Chen arrived at the birthday party wearing a coat, the guests immediately took out their mobile phones to take photos and videos. Barnett, wearing a suit, was waiting outside the door with his friends.

When the burly man saw Lin Chen, he immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hands and clasped them tightly.

"Lin, thank you so much for coming!"

"Barnett told me he was willing to do me a favor. I thought you would find it troublesome!"

Lin Chen smiled and replied, "How could that be? This is Barnett. He can ask me to help him with anything he wants."

Then he turned his head darkly and whispered in a voice that only Barnett could hear: "I want the old pocket watch that you have treasured for decades."

Barnett's body was shocked and he quickly shook his head to refuse.

Lin Chen pretended to turn around and leave, Barnett hurriedly grabbed Lin Chen and nodded with gritted teeth.

He knew that he would be badly cheated by this little fox Lin Chen at this moment.

Lin Chen then walked into the birthday party with a smile, and then a young child with chubby cheeks appeared and sat in front of the birthday cake.

But there was no cake in his eyes. His expectant eyes were fixed on Lin Chen, his dream idol!

"What's your name?"

Lin Chen asked with a smile.

The little boy replied: "Lamin..."

"Lamine Yamal."

"Nice name. I heard you're also a youth player, playing for Barcelona?"

Yamal nodded, he was very shy.

"I play as a winger on the right side of La Masia. My dream is to join the national team one day and become your right-hand man. My dad said I will be your strongest left and right arm!"

After Yamal finished speaking, all the guests around him laughed.

Lin Chen laughed, touched Yamal's cute little head, and then began the blessing session.

Lin Chen put a ring that looked like a birthday crown, but was not a birthday crown, around Yamal's neck, and then followed the priest in reciting a few words of blessing.

The guests around him immediately burst into applause. Yamal stroked the necklace around his neck, his face full of excitement.

"Could you please give him some advice?"

"Just one is enough. At least he can understand how to become a real professional athlete."