[Football] The transfer fee is 10 billion
Chapter 107 107
Since both parents and Wenger knew about the relationship between Ling Yun and Alonso, the two became a little unscrupulous intentionally or unintentionally, even daring to flirt with each other at the Kearney training base.
In the physical training this afternoon, Alonso left early because of a little discomfort in his knee. Accompanied by his assistant coach, he went to the medical room for a checkup on Monday.
The whole team is very concerned about his injury, including Wenger on the training ground and Ling Yun who is sitting in the office at the moment.
Ling Yun rushed to the medical room as soon as he learned that Alonso was suspected to be injured. However, he was in vain. When he arrived, Alonso had already left.
After careful examination and diagnosis by the sister on Monday, Alonso's knee is not a major problem, but a little muscle fatigue, a little game, and a little recovery training will be fine.
Ling Yun came to the locker room non-stop again, the training is not over yet, and there is no one in the locker room now.
The faint sound of running water came from the bathroom, proving that someone was taking a shower inside, except for Alonso who ended training early.
Ling Yun looked around and found that in the messy dressing room, there was only one place that was neatly tidied up. Shoes were placed under the bench, clothes were hung in the cabinet, and bath towels were folded and placed on the chair.
The number "14" belonging to Alonso was written on the back of that position. Ling Yun walked over, sat down on that position, glanced at the very design T-shirt his boyfriend was wearing today, and looked at it again. A glance at the phone on the stool.
The screen turned on when he just picked it up. The screen saver is a very artistic photo. A tall young man is standing in the woods full of yellow leaves. When he took this photo, he just turned his head. The holy light that fell from the sky gave his outline a golden edge.
Although he couldn't see the face clearly, Ling Yun recognized the person as himself at a glance. This photo was taken a year and a half ago when they went out for an outing for the first time. Ling Yun still remembered that his son gave He came back with a hibernating baby snake in his mouth.
"What's wrong? Are you obsessed with your own beauty and unable to extricate yourself?"
Ling Yun raised his head, and at some point, Alonso had come out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and was standing in front of him naked.
Ling Yun looked him up and down with eyes full of admiration. The other party was obviously very satisfied with his figure. Even though he didn't even wear a bath towel, he still stood there very calmly with his hands crossed at the hip bones. The water droplets condensed into small droplets along the contours of the cheeks and on the beard, making the mouth of a well-dressed man parched.
The two of them had faced each other frankly on the bed for countless times. Even so, when Ling Yun saw him standing in front of her like this, he couldn't help tracing every muscle line of him with his eyes as if searching.
His gaze seemed to have a hook, which made the other person a little bit helpless.
Just when Alonso was about to take a step forward and do something inappropriate on an inappropriate occasion, Ling Yun stood up.
He took a step aside, and made a "please" gesture with dignity, his eyes were full of jokes: "What's the matter with the knee, is it serious?"
Alonso looked at him. This man obviously said the most serious words, but his eyes were not serious, like a seductive little fairy, but he had the appearance of an elegant gentleman.
Alonso pulled the towel and wiped his hair resentfully: "No problem, maybe the muscles are too tense, and he needs to go to the spa for two days."
Ling Yun let out a long sigh of relief: "That's good, I was so scared, I put down what I was doing and ran over to see you. Since I'm fine, I'll leave first."
After he finished speaking, he really wanted to leave, but was dragged back by someone: "Wait a minute."
"What's the matter? I still have work over there." Ling Yun said so, but he didn't take his hand out of the opponent's palm.
"Stay with me a little longer."
"..."
Alonso gave a gentle pull, and Ling Yun stood in front of him obediently. The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer. Ling Yun lowered his head, and when he was about to kiss each other's lips, the corners of his eyes Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure passing by around the corner.
Ling Yun immediately stood up straight, and the expression on his face returned to the usual sternness of his domineering president: "Don't hide, come out."
After the training, other players were still laughing and joking on the training ground, but Giroud took the lead to return to the locker room, followed by Hazard, who wanted to go back and change quickly.
The two had just walked into the door of the locker room one after the other, and before they could turn the corner, they heard Alonso's words "stay with me for a while".
Hazard has always been a little fool with no heart. He thought that a teammate had picked up a girl and brought him into the locker room, and was about to jump out to give her a "surprise".
However, as soon as he poked his head out, Jirou pulled him back, pressed him against the wall, and signaled him to be silent with his eyes.
There is a height difference of more than ten centimeters between the two. Giroud is tall and strong, and Hazard is caught between him and the wall, and he looks petite in an instant.
The two stood there almost chest to chest, in a dilemma, Giroud lowered his head, and his lips just touched Hazard's ear.
"!!!"
The French center forward is good-looking, good-looking, good-natured, and very humorous, because Hazard originally lived in the French-speaking part of Belgium since he was a child. Therefore, at Arsenal, he has always been compared with several French players. Closer, even better than with his Dutch-speaking compatriot.
Because the two were too close, each could hear the other's heartbeat.
Azar raised his head and met Jirou's eyes. Ling Yun's words came from around the corner, but they didn't seem to hear them.
Ling Yun was also wondering that the locker room of the team has a strict management system. Generally speaking, except for the first team players, the coaching staff, the medical team and a small number of staff, other people are strictly prohibited from entering.
The people at the door dared to hide his face when they heard his voice, what were they planning to do?
Without thinking too much, he strode towards the exit.
Giroud heard the sound of footsteps getting closer, so he took a step back to distance himself from Hazard.
The two came out from the corner, and Azar walked ahead absent-mindedly, his mind was full of the picture he and Giroud had posted together just now, and he almost bumped into Ling Yun head-on without paying attention.
The whole team knew that Ling Yun was always the best against Hazard, as long as it was not a matter of principle, he would favor him in everything.
Azar is also very close to Ling Yun, whenever he sees Boss Xiao Ling, he will be the first to rush up and hug and joke.
But now, when Azar raised his head and saw Ling Yun, he instinctively took half a step back.
Ling Yun frowned to see his restless appearance, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing."
Giroud stood behind Hazard, but his eyes fell on Alonso who was putting on clothes.
Ling Yun said: "Then why are you blushing?"
Hazard made an excuse casually: "I just finished training and I'm a little tired."
Jirou shifted his gaze to Ling Yun's face again, and found that his boss was as calm and calm as the teammate who dressed slowly, so he asked casually, "Why did the boss suddenly come to the locker room?"
Ling Yun turned his head and glanced in the direction of his boyfriend: "I heard that Brother Long might be injured, come and have a look."
At this time, Azar suddenly frowned. Although it was only for a moment, he could see clearly just now that Alonso held Ling Yun's hand, and the two almost kissed each other.
Giroud also cares about the injuries of his teammates casually. Alonso is standing up and putting on his jeans: "Everything is normal, there is no problem."
Ling Yun was concerned about their training situation, and Hazard immediately forgot what he saw and happened just now, and began to complain about their physical training: "Antonio is such a devil, there are only two games left in this season , His training plan has not decreased but increased, this is to seize the time to fuck us to death."
Ling Yun laughed to death, and put his arms around his shoulders: "Just right, this is laying a good physical foundation for your trip to the World Cup."
Giroud tore off his sweat-soaked training clothes, threw it away, and threw it to his position accurately: "Eden should practice more with his physical fitness."
Hazard was not convinced: "My physical fitness is not bad in the whole team. It is incomparable with N'Golo (Kante), but it is much better than those who came out of their youth training."
Jirou suddenly stuck out his tongue, and said something meaningful: "How do I know?"
Azar was not convinced, and wanted to argue with him, but was stopped by Ling Yun: "Oh, I said..."
"Let's go," Ling Yun started talking, but was interrupted by Alonso who had changed his clothes. Brother Long wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and led him out of the locker room without any explanation, "Go to your office , I have something to talk to you about."
The two came out of the locker room, and met many players one after another along the way. They were first surprised at how Ling Yun came out of the locker room, and then they were concerned about Alonso's injury. The FA Cup final was not difficult. But the Champions League final would have been impossible without him.
Alonso patiently explained his situation briefly to every teammate and coach he met. Ling Yun was almost impatient listening to it. Fortunately, the two finally turned on the road to the technical The road in the central building became quiet in my ears.
There was no one around, so Ling Yun relaxed his body and complained a bit dissatisfied: "You heard that just now."
"What?" Alonso asked knowingly.
"The phrase 'they came out of youth training' that Eden said unintentionally."
"Well," Alonso was not surprised, "referring to Jack and the others."
Several small players from Arsenal's youth training include Wilshere, Szczesny, Chamberlain, Ramsey, Walcott, etc. Although several of them here did not grow up in the Arsenal echelon since childhood, they According to the regulations of the Football Association, if you have played for the club for three years before the age of 21, you belong to the team's youth training. In other words, it is equivalent to having a household registration book.
His calm and breezy tone obviously poured a bucket of hot oil on Ling Yun, a spark that just popped up, and instantly formed a prairie fire, almost igniting himself.
"So you have already started to form cliques in the locker room? Tell me, do you belong to the Spanish gang, or are the few people who came to Arsenal in the same year as a private gang? "
Alonso turned his head and gave a chuckle, a little helpless and doting.Probably the domineering CEO who is always in front of everyone has such a childish side only in front of him.
In the physical training this afternoon, Alonso left early because of a little discomfort in his knee. Accompanied by his assistant coach, he went to the medical room for a checkup on Monday.
The whole team is very concerned about his injury, including Wenger on the training ground and Ling Yun who is sitting in the office at the moment.
Ling Yun rushed to the medical room as soon as he learned that Alonso was suspected to be injured. However, he was in vain. When he arrived, Alonso had already left.
After careful examination and diagnosis by the sister on Monday, Alonso's knee is not a major problem, but a little muscle fatigue, a little game, and a little recovery training will be fine.
Ling Yun came to the locker room non-stop again, the training is not over yet, and there is no one in the locker room now.
The faint sound of running water came from the bathroom, proving that someone was taking a shower inside, except for Alonso who ended training early.
Ling Yun looked around and found that in the messy dressing room, there was only one place that was neatly tidied up. Shoes were placed under the bench, clothes were hung in the cabinet, and bath towels were folded and placed on the chair.
The number "14" belonging to Alonso was written on the back of that position. Ling Yun walked over, sat down on that position, glanced at the very design T-shirt his boyfriend was wearing today, and looked at it again. A glance at the phone on the stool.
The screen turned on when he just picked it up. The screen saver is a very artistic photo. A tall young man is standing in the woods full of yellow leaves. When he took this photo, he just turned his head. The holy light that fell from the sky gave his outline a golden edge.
Although he couldn't see the face clearly, Ling Yun recognized the person as himself at a glance. This photo was taken a year and a half ago when they went out for an outing for the first time. Ling Yun still remembered that his son gave He came back with a hibernating baby snake in his mouth.
"What's wrong? Are you obsessed with your own beauty and unable to extricate yourself?"
Ling Yun raised his head, and at some point, Alonso had come out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and was standing in front of him naked.
Ling Yun looked him up and down with eyes full of admiration. The other party was obviously very satisfied with his figure. Even though he didn't even wear a bath towel, he still stood there very calmly with his hands crossed at the hip bones. The water droplets condensed into small droplets along the contours of the cheeks and on the beard, making the mouth of a well-dressed man parched.
The two of them had faced each other frankly on the bed for countless times. Even so, when Ling Yun saw him standing in front of her like this, he couldn't help tracing every muscle line of him with his eyes as if searching.
His gaze seemed to have a hook, which made the other person a little bit helpless.
Just when Alonso was about to take a step forward and do something inappropriate on an inappropriate occasion, Ling Yun stood up.
He took a step aside, and made a "please" gesture with dignity, his eyes were full of jokes: "What's the matter with the knee, is it serious?"
Alonso looked at him. This man obviously said the most serious words, but his eyes were not serious, like a seductive little fairy, but he had the appearance of an elegant gentleman.
Alonso pulled the towel and wiped his hair resentfully: "No problem, maybe the muscles are too tense, and he needs to go to the spa for two days."
Ling Yun let out a long sigh of relief: "That's good, I was so scared, I put down what I was doing and ran over to see you. Since I'm fine, I'll leave first."
After he finished speaking, he really wanted to leave, but was dragged back by someone: "Wait a minute."
"What's the matter? I still have work over there." Ling Yun said so, but he didn't take his hand out of the opponent's palm.
"Stay with me a little longer."
"..."
Alonso gave a gentle pull, and Ling Yun stood in front of him obediently. The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer. Ling Yun lowered his head, and when he was about to kiss each other's lips, the corners of his eyes Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure passing by around the corner.
Ling Yun immediately stood up straight, and the expression on his face returned to the usual sternness of his domineering president: "Don't hide, come out."
After the training, other players were still laughing and joking on the training ground, but Giroud took the lead to return to the locker room, followed by Hazard, who wanted to go back and change quickly.
The two had just walked into the door of the locker room one after the other, and before they could turn the corner, they heard Alonso's words "stay with me for a while".
Hazard has always been a little fool with no heart. He thought that a teammate had picked up a girl and brought him into the locker room, and was about to jump out to give her a "surprise".
However, as soon as he poked his head out, Jirou pulled him back, pressed him against the wall, and signaled him to be silent with his eyes.
There is a height difference of more than ten centimeters between the two. Giroud is tall and strong, and Hazard is caught between him and the wall, and he looks petite in an instant.
The two stood there almost chest to chest, in a dilemma, Giroud lowered his head, and his lips just touched Hazard's ear.
"!!!"
The French center forward is good-looking, good-looking, good-natured, and very humorous, because Hazard originally lived in the French-speaking part of Belgium since he was a child. Therefore, at Arsenal, he has always been compared with several French players. Closer, even better than with his Dutch-speaking compatriot.
Because the two were too close, each could hear the other's heartbeat.
Azar raised his head and met Jirou's eyes. Ling Yun's words came from around the corner, but they didn't seem to hear them.
Ling Yun was also wondering that the locker room of the team has a strict management system. Generally speaking, except for the first team players, the coaching staff, the medical team and a small number of staff, other people are strictly prohibited from entering.
The people at the door dared to hide his face when they heard his voice, what were they planning to do?
Without thinking too much, he strode towards the exit.
Giroud heard the sound of footsteps getting closer, so he took a step back to distance himself from Hazard.
The two came out from the corner, and Azar walked ahead absent-mindedly, his mind was full of the picture he and Giroud had posted together just now, and he almost bumped into Ling Yun head-on without paying attention.
The whole team knew that Ling Yun was always the best against Hazard, as long as it was not a matter of principle, he would favor him in everything.
Azar is also very close to Ling Yun, whenever he sees Boss Xiao Ling, he will be the first to rush up and hug and joke.
But now, when Azar raised his head and saw Ling Yun, he instinctively took half a step back.
Ling Yun frowned to see his restless appearance, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing."
Giroud stood behind Hazard, but his eyes fell on Alonso who was putting on clothes.
Ling Yun said: "Then why are you blushing?"
Hazard made an excuse casually: "I just finished training and I'm a little tired."
Jirou shifted his gaze to Ling Yun's face again, and found that his boss was as calm and calm as the teammate who dressed slowly, so he asked casually, "Why did the boss suddenly come to the locker room?"
Ling Yun turned his head and glanced in the direction of his boyfriend: "I heard that Brother Long might be injured, come and have a look."
At this time, Azar suddenly frowned. Although it was only for a moment, he could see clearly just now that Alonso held Ling Yun's hand, and the two almost kissed each other.
Giroud also cares about the injuries of his teammates casually. Alonso is standing up and putting on his jeans: "Everything is normal, there is no problem."
Ling Yun was concerned about their training situation, and Hazard immediately forgot what he saw and happened just now, and began to complain about their physical training: "Antonio is such a devil, there are only two games left in this season , His training plan has not decreased but increased, this is to seize the time to fuck us to death."
Ling Yun laughed to death, and put his arms around his shoulders: "Just right, this is laying a good physical foundation for your trip to the World Cup."
Giroud tore off his sweat-soaked training clothes, threw it away, and threw it to his position accurately: "Eden should practice more with his physical fitness."
Hazard was not convinced: "My physical fitness is not bad in the whole team. It is incomparable with N'Golo (Kante), but it is much better than those who came out of their youth training."
Jirou suddenly stuck out his tongue, and said something meaningful: "How do I know?"
Azar was not convinced, and wanted to argue with him, but was stopped by Ling Yun: "Oh, I said..."
"Let's go," Ling Yun started talking, but was interrupted by Alonso who had changed his clothes. Brother Long wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and led him out of the locker room without any explanation, "Go to your office , I have something to talk to you about."
The two came out of the locker room, and met many players one after another along the way. They were first surprised at how Ling Yun came out of the locker room, and then they were concerned about Alonso's injury. The FA Cup final was not difficult. But the Champions League final would have been impossible without him.
Alonso patiently explained his situation briefly to every teammate and coach he met. Ling Yun was almost impatient listening to it. Fortunately, the two finally turned on the road to the technical The road in the central building became quiet in my ears.
There was no one around, so Ling Yun relaxed his body and complained a bit dissatisfied: "You heard that just now."
"What?" Alonso asked knowingly.
"The phrase 'they came out of youth training' that Eden said unintentionally."
"Well," Alonso was not surprised, "referring to Jack and the others."
Several small players from Arsenal's youth training include Wilshere, Szczesny, Chamberlain, Ramsey, Walcott, etc. Although several of them here did not grow up in the Arsenal echelon since childhood, they According to the regulations of the Football Association, if you have played for the club for three years before the age of 21, you belong to the team's youth training. In other words, it is equivalent to having a household registration book.
His calm and breezy tone obviously poured a bucket of hot oil on Ling Yun, a spark that just popped up, and instantly formed a prairie fire, almost igniting himself.
"So you have already started to form cliques in the locker room? Tell me, do you belong to the Spanish gang, or are the few people who came to Arsenal in the same year as a private gang? "
Alonso turned his head and gave a chuckle, a little helpless and doting.Probably the domineering CEO who is always in front of everyone has such a childish side only in front of him.
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