Hero of the Penalty Area

Chapter 88 Gossip Boyfriend?

"Hero! Hero!" Anyukov waved a newspaper and rushed into the locker room. He successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Then he didn't even breathe well, so he couldn't wait to pounce on Chen Yingxiong.

"Is this real? Is this real?!" He waved his arms and the newspaper, shouting at Chen Yingxiong.

"What's real?" Chen Yingxiong was confused.

"Maria! Maria Sharapova!" Denisov shouted.

"Who is that?" Chen Yingxiong continued to look at Denisov with a confused expression.

"Don't pretend to be garlic! Hero!"

"I really don't know." Chen Yingxiong shook his head and spread his hands.

"Have you never watched tennis?"

"I'm not interested in the kind of sports where you come and I'm competing for a bed among women..."

"I thought you would be interested because of this... well, the point is not this! The point is that you really don't know who Maria Sharapova is?"

The teammates next to him were attracted by the conversation between the two of them.

"What is Maria Sharapova's? What does it have to do with the hero?" Anyukov leaned forward and asked.

Denisov didn't bother to explain it to them, and he shook the newspaper open and showed it to everyone.

The headline is very eye-catching:

"Maria Sharapova's rumored boyfriend? hero! 》

There is also a photo of Sharapova walking out of the apartment building of Chen Yingxiong below. Many people recognize this apartment building, especially the members of the eating, drinking and playing group, because they have all gone to parties...

Everyone was shocked!

Except for Chen Yingxiong, he is very dissatisfied with this title-why is I her gossip boyfriend instead of "hero's gossip girlfriend"? ! Wait...who is this Maria Sharapova?

Everyone turned their attention to Chen Yingxiong, and... how bad it was. It seems that if Chen Yingxiong did not give an explanation today, he would not be allowed to walk out of the locker room.

"Isn't it? Hero!!"

"Say! How did you get this all-Russian idol?!"

A group of people were filled with righteous indignation, and they squeezed their fists.

As a result, Chen Yingxiong's answer made them want to beat him even more...

"Is she famous?" Chen Yingxiong's eyes were confused.

"Very, very, very famous!" Denisov said, shaking off the newspaper, making a rustling noise.

Chen Yingxiong grabbed the newspaper with his hand, and then stared at the woman in the photo carefully.

Her name is Sharapova?

Anyukov let out a sudden "Ah" exclamation.

Everyone turned to look at him.

Anyukov suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Denisov's shoulder, and shook it vigorously: "The woman who was in the bar that day was Sharapova!!!"

"what--"

This time Krzakov, Skrtel, Arshavin and Denisov held their heads in both hands at the same time and screamed.

"Desperate! I am desperate for this world that even Sharapova can make a hero meet once Sharapova goes to a bar!"

Chen Yingxiong ignored the strange calls of his friends, he was browsing the news quickly.

The reporter detailed who Maria Sharapova is.

Maria Sharapova, female, was born in 1987 with Niagan in the former Soviet Union Russia. She has just turned 20 this year. She is a famous female tennis player. At the age of seventeen in 2004, she unexpectedly won the Wimbledon Open, her first professional Grand Slam championship. Since then, her career has been soaring. In 2005, she once became the number one player in women's tennis, and she has also become the most representative and star-like player in women's tennis.

The newspaper also specifically introduced that Sharapova has won the championship of the world sports women's income rankings published by the American magazine "Forbes" for three consecutive years since 2004.

Seeing this, Chen Yingxiong raised his eyebrows. He remembered that Sharapova was agitated when she heard that she was blackmailing... Now that I think of it, people do have reasons to be excited. Last year they made two thousand three thousand. Millions of dollars, there is no need to blackmail someone who earns just over 2 million euros a year...

But what happened to being rich? Can you slander people casually if you have money? !

It's rare for Lao Tzu to be such a Liu Xiahui, such a gentleman once, and even be scolded as a despicable **** rascal, is there any reason in this world? Is there fairness and justice anymore!

When he came to train yesterday, they specifically asked Denisov about the night before. He thought that it was impossible for everyone to be drunk. Someone would be more sober, right?

From the mouths of his friends, he learned that he and the woman were drinking too much, and could not ask where the woman lived. A group of people urged Chen Yingxiong to bring the woman back to his residence. As for what to do with the woman, they It doesn't matter.

So I found a taxi and drove Chen Yingxiong and the woman back together.

Yesterday the group of damaging friends looked to him with a lewd smile to inquire about the specific details, all gossiping was incredible. Of course, Chen Yingxiong said righteously that he did nothing because he drank too much, so he lay down when he went back. His answer was dubious to others, and others said ambiguously that everyone knew...

Chen Yingxiong ignored them at the time, but he just made up his mind again, and felt that it should be like this—after he and the woman went back, they drank too much, so they fell asleep on the bed, and didn't even change their clothes.

Then I was kicked up by that **** crazy lady...

dry! I knew she would be treated this way, so it's better to talk about it first...

Chen Yingxiong looked at the introduction of Sharapova in the newspaper. The teammates around him were all fried. Everyone envied and hated Chen Yingxiong's good luck, and even had the opportunity to sleep with Sharapova.

"Hey, hero, how does Sharapova feel?"

"You guys don't really...what's the matter with that?"

"Why does such a good thing happen to you!"

"My goddess... my goddess..."

Chen Yingxiong returned the newspaper to Denisov, who was ashamed, shrugged and repeated what he said yesterday: "I have no story with her."

He didn't tell anyone that he and Sharapova had misunderstood each other and then quarreled. He felt that it was bad luck to be entangled by a mad woman. It was not something worth showing off, and naturally it was tight-lipped.

"Fart! I believe this, but you say, I don't believe it!" Denisov raised his **** to Chen Yingxiong.

Chen Yingxiong looked innocent: "I'm very serious..."

Denisov stretched out a fist: "Hero, do you know what gesture this is?"

Then his other hand began to make a "hand shake" shape, and he "shook" his middle finger.

Chen Yingxiong rolled his eyes, but he didn't expect to be taught by the group leader so soon.

When Sharapova saw the photo of herself walking out of the man's apartment building in the newspaper, and the subtitle on the photo, she threw the newspaper on the table angrily. Originally, when she returned to the hotel yesterday, she also felt that she had performed too much at the beginning. After reflecting on her own actions, her disgust towards Chen Yingxiong was not as deep as before. How could she have imagined seeing this...the ashes of the dying anger? It was like being blown by a gust of wind, and it burned again with a bang.

The innocent newspaper lay quietly on the table, making no sound of protest. But the eye-catching headline is like laughing at this angrily woman in front of you all the time.

"Maria Sharapova's rumored boyfriend? Hero!"

Before her anger calmed down, her cell phone rang again.

It's from the agent.

As soon as the phone was connected, the agent Max Esenbud asked, "What the **** is going on, Maria?!"

"what's happenin?"

"Gossip boyfriend, gossip boyfriend!" Max Esenbud reminded her.

"How did this happen..." Sharapova didn't expect that agents far away in the United States would know...

"A well-known reporter called me... Maria. You and that hero are really..."

"No! Absolutely not!" This is Sharapova's most irritating point. She didn't like Chen Yingxiong at first, but was made up by the media as a couple, which made her feel nauseous of being raped.

"Then how could you..." Agent Max Esenbud could not figure it out.

Sharapova suddenly didn't know what to say to her agent. After she escaped safely that day, she felt it was too embarrassing, and she shouldn’t say it well, so when she called her agent to tell him why her phone kept shutting down, she didn’t tell her and that man. Tell the other party about things.

"This is a gimmick made by reporters to make news... Actually I just appeared by accident, uh, in... Hello? Hello?"

"Hello? I can hear it, what's the matter? Maria? I can hear it, you say?" The agent Esenbud was hearing the critical moment, and suddenly realized that Sharapova seemed to have a bad signal, so he called out. Tao.

Of course Sharapova knew that her agent could hear it, because she could also hear it. She did it all on purpose-besides pretending that the signal is not good at this time, what else can she do?

"Hello? Hey, hey, hey? I hate... why the signal suddenly got worse..." she muttered pretentiously, and then hung up the phone.

Just when she thought she could breathe a sigh of relief, the phone rang like a reminder.

This time it was her father Yuri Sharapov!

This call can't be avoided anyway...

She answered the phone.

"Maria! Maria! Who is that **** man!" It was the same questioning, his father's angry voice was as clear and vigorous as it was through the overseas phone call.

"I don't know who that **** man is!" Sharapova replied irritably.

As soon as she said this, she also realized that she had a fight with that man for a long time, and was treated as a scandal couple by reporters, and she didn't even know what that man did!

This is a mess!

After her daughter said such words, Yuri Sharapov froze for a moment, and his tone suddenly changed: "Aha, my baby, don't pay too much attention to what the reporters say. They always like to make up news that is inconsistent with the facts. , Just to attract attention... How did you play in St. Petersburg?" He immediately changed the subject and stopped talking about it. When he saw that his daughter was mingling with an unknown football player, he was furious and called his daughter to come over and ask him for a crime. In his view, his own woman should be with people like Charlie Ebersol, the son of the boss of the National Broadcasting Corporation (nbc).

"It's okay..." Sharapova murmured. She heard the perfunctory words of her father, and of course she knew why his father called in such a hurry. Don’t you worry that mixing with a poor boy who has never heard of it will damage your identity? He hopes that he can marry those who are rich in the future. Tennis is a sport for eating youthful meals. What should I do after retiring? How can the family support the source of income? Her father had already considered these things-marrying into a wealthy family!

His father only cared about this. As for her psychological feelings, he cared a little perfunctorily... Just like now, he didn't care at all in his heart when he said nice scenes. She bet her father would be relieved when he heard that he had nothing to do with that hero.

She found that she couldn't find the right person to talk to. At this time, the singers and movie stars she knew seemed to be thousands of miles away from her. She didn't want to tell them the distress in her heart.

By my side, there is no one who can listen to oneself, one who can comfort oneself...

Sharapova curled her lips, a little lonely. The conversation between her and father also seemed a little perfunctory.

"Don't take those bad things to heart, whether it's that **** kid or a **** shoulder injury! Just play and relax."

"Thank you, Dad. I see." Sharapova said.

After hanging up the phone, Sharapova looked down at the newspaper she fell on the table, looked at the photo of Chen Yingxiong on it, and suddenly remembered the first meeting in the bar that day. She was in a state of irritation at the time, but she could be amused by this man lying on the table and laughed, and all her worries were temporarily emptied...Although it came back afterwards, and came more violently. . But at least at that moment, I didn't feel bad.

She leaned over and picked up the newspaper again.

Okay, I just want to figure out who this **** **** is...

While doing this, she said to herself in her heart.

A football player?

After she finished reading it, she knew the identity of Chen Yingxiong. The striker of Zenit St. Petersburg, judging from the description of him by reporters, seems to be well-known in St. Petersburg.

Sharapova is not a football fan, but she still knows some things. For example, Zenit St. Petersburg, this is the only professional football club in the city, and its popularity is quite high. For Russia's second largest city, being well-known in this city means that this player is still successful... …

Sharapova is also an athlete-a tennis player, so she feels a little cordial to the athletes themselves.

But facing this hero Chen, she didn't have the same thoughts at all. In this report, the reporter tried every means to convince readers that Sharapova and Chen Yingxiong have a leg. They even helped readers to outline some details. Those who read this report can completely imagine themselves and Chen Yingxiong. Double entry pair, full of intimacy...

Sharapova was trembling all over from these nauseating descriptions... The poor affection for Chen Yingxiong that had just been established was crushed to powder in the descriptions of the provocative events of reporters.

This **** football hooligan!

Sharapova moved her dissatisfaction with the reporter to Chen Yingxiong. Who told her to be impressed by Chen Yingxiong?

If Chen Yingxiong knew, he would be bursting into tears---Mom! I was shot if I didn't lie down!