Hero of the Penalty Area

Chapter 94 Talking on the Phone

On the bus driving from the stadium to the airport, Chen Yingxiong received a call from Sharapova.

"Hello, hero, I'm Sharapova." Sharapova made a self-introduction, and originally planned to talk to Chen Yingxiong about how to deal with reporters' problems, but Chen Yingxiong **** her off her first sentence. It's half dead...

"Hey, why are you?" It sounded a little unexpected and indifferent, as if she didn't want her to come over by this call.

She was so angry that she hung up.

She found that she and this hero Chen seemed to be hitting each other. When facing him, she would always lose her calm easily. If this was on the tennis court, she would have died, I don’t know how many times...

This **** bastard! You will die if you have a better attitude!

Originally Sharapova thought that the other party would say something like "Ah, hello" when she picked up the opening remarks, but she didn't expect it to be unexpectedly cold "How are you", just like pouring cold water on her. same. Makes myself seem very unpopular.

If I couldn't find someone to discuss, I wouldn't call you!

Chen Yingxiong looked at the phone that suddenly hung up, somewhat inexplicable. When I saw an unfamiliar number call in, I found it was Sharapova when I picked it up. Of course I would be surprised. Isn’t it normal to ask?

He has never thought that the girl's thoughts are delicate, and what he thinks is a normal reaction might be another meaning in people's minds?

"It's your rumored girlfriend, hero!" Denisov roared, sitting next to him.

"Go to hell!" Chen Yingxiong raised his **** at him, but did not answer the question head-on. Because Denisov was half right-it was indeed Sharapova, but it was not a rumored girlfriend.

At this moment, the phone in his hand rang again, and at first glance, it was still the strange number.

He picked it up: "Hey, I said you are crazy?"

Sharapova was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood, and she almost hung up with a shake of her hand.

But fortunately, after the first time, she was somewhat psychologically prepared and stabilized.

"Chen Yingxiong! I called to discuss a very serious issue with you! Can you be better? Why are you always like this? Is it the same way when you talk to others casually?" Sharapova tried to suppress The anger in his heart, try to speak politely to Chen Yingxiong.

"You just hung up after you called and introduced yourself." Chen Yingxiong also felt baffled. "Are you calling specifically to hang up someone else's phone? It's fun?"

Chen Yingxiong's tongue and skill are also neat.

"You..." Sharapova thought it was her own fault. It was too natural to hang up the phone, too quickly, and too fast to hide her ears...

"Okay, let's talk about something." Chen Yingxiong on the other end of the phone seemed to not care anymore. Sharapova was tangled and tangled here, but she seemed to be cautious...

"Are you playing?" Sharapova did not say directly, but asked a question first.

Chen Yingxiong suddenly felt that Sharapova must have a problem with her brain: "How can I answer your call if I'm still playing, sister..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Sharapova flushed, and she felt embarrassed. "I mean are you free now?"

"I'm on my way from the stadium to the airport, what's the matter?"

"Have you met a reporter?" Sharapova asked.

Chen Yingxiong was silent for a while.

"Have you met too?" Sharapova's voice came again.

"Yeah." Chen Yingxiong replied.

At this time, he noticed his side, and the people behind and in front of him were listening to the phone on his side with their ears up. He grinned at the group of teammates who were very gossiping, then turned to face the car window and covered his mouth with his hand.

"Reporters...well, they, did they ask you those questions?" Sharapova asked hesitantly.

Chen Yingxiong knew what she was talking about, and didn't want his teammates to know what it was, so he responded vaguely: "Yeah."

"How did you answer?" Sharapova's voice suddenly increased, very curious about Chen Yingxiong's answer. This looks very like a little girl expecting her father to tell him what happened next. It's just that Sharapova didn't realize it herself.

"I said...it has nothing to do with you."

"I said...it has nothing to do with you."

Even though she knew that the other party was telling the truth, Sharapova felt sour for no reason and was a little bit disappointed.

"...But they obviously don't believe it." Chen Yingxiong's words followed.

Of course they won't believe it. If I don't believe it, there is no relationship at all... So many stories have happened between us, is it really "no relationship at all"?

"This thing is quite troublesome..." Chen Yingxiong lowered his voice. He was hiding from his teammates who had more gossip. I didn't see it before, but now I find that even a star player like Arshavin, who is usually a big brother, is so gossip!

Sharapova nodded in order to agree, and then she realized that she was on the phone, and Chen Yingxiong on the other end of the phone couldn't see if she was nodding or agreeing. So he added "um".

"Have you met those reporters?" Chen Yingxiong finished talking about his situation, and by the way cared about the other party's situation. Now it makes the two of them the same as "the same people who have fallen from the end of the world"-this is the secret between the two of them, no one said, no one knows, so the two of them had to discuss and solve the problem by themselves. .

"Yeah... I was going to go out to play, but it was blocked at the hotel entrance..."

When it came to this, Sharapova fell into a low mood. What is it like to be stuck in a hotel all day for the sake of relaxation and fun?

"What did you say?" Chen Yingxiong also wanted to hear how Sharapova would answer the same question.

"I didn't say anything, and ran back to the room. The reporters were blocked outside the door and couldn't get in."

Hearing Sharapova didn't say anything, Chen Yingxiong was also a little bit lost...but he didn't know what he was losing.

The two people even talked like this, seeming to forget what they were calling each other for.

It wasn't until the bus almost arrived at the airport that I realized...

"Oh. I'm at the airport..." Chen Yingxiong exclaimed.

When I get to the airport, I can’t continue talking, at least the environment is not suitable for talking. So I have to make a long story short.

"What if someone asks again?" Sharapova asked.

"Just say...no comment!" Chen Yingxiong wanted to teach Sharapova to say something like "I have nothing to do with him", but when he got to his lips, he became "no comment." What is the specific reason? Maybe it's because you think that you and Sharapova are not "I have nothing to do with her" now?

"Is that okay?" Sharapova asked.

Chen Yingxiong doesn't know if it is good, but what else can he say besides this? Is it possible to tell this story to the reporters from beginning to end, and then tell them "we have this weird relationship now"?

After hearing Chen Yingxiong's silence, Sharapova knew that she had only said so now, so she said goodbye to Chen Yingxiong and hung up the phone.

When Chen Yingxiong received the phone, he turned around and saw a group of people with gossiping looks, like paparazzi expressions.

This shocked him: "What are you doing?"

"Hey, you said it doesn't matter? Hero? You can fool those idiot reporters, but you can't fool us!" Anyukov smiled.

"In love, Alexandre, you have to allow the couple to talk on the phone for a longer time." The head of the group Denisov educates Anyukov with a serious face next to him.

"I'm desperate! I'm desperate for the world where this hero can talk to Sharapova all the way!" Krzakov put his head in his hands and screamed up to the sky.

Arshavin lay on the back of the chair behind him and patted Chen Yingxiong's shoulder: "Signature, don't forget my signature, hero."

"It's up to you..." Chen Yingxiong was speechless when faced with a group of bad friends.

At this moment, he received a text message on his mobile phone from the previous number. It seems that this number is Sharapova's number.

"I don't think the answer "No comment" can not solve the problem..."

Chen Yingxiong first saved this number in the phone, but when choosing the name, he didn't directly input "Sharapova", but "woman".

"The text message is here again! Damn it!"

"The phone call is over, and there are text messages...You are so enviable! Hero! What is Sharapova after you?"

"This is a naked show off!"

Amidst the ridicule of his teammates, Chen Yingxiong lowered his head to reply to a text message to Sharapova: "What do you think should be done?"

"I... I don't know..."

"Then how do you think we are related now?"

After this text message was sent, there was no reply.

Chen Yingxiong was about to get out of the car. He put the phone in his pocket, and then suddenly got up and got out of the car.

He completely forgot that he was sitting in the window seat inside, and the top of his head was not the roof of the car, but... the luggage rack.

then……

"Damn!"

Chen Yingxiong held his head and sat down again.

The people nearby laughed happily.

"Although beautiful women are good, don't be dazzled by happiness..." Eric Hagen smiled and patted Chen Yingxiong on the shoulder.

Chen Yingxiong covered his head and rolled his eyes at them-there is really no way to talk about himself and these people!

Sharapova looked at the phone screen in a daze.

The screen has gradually dimmed, and finally nothing is seen-the phone enters the standby state.

But she remembered the contents clearly.

"Then how do you think we are related now?"

Yeah, what does it matter?

friend?

Sharapova shook her head vigorously. If this is a friend, wouldn't she and the people she hate be considered friends?

Enemy?

Is there an enemy who can talk on the phone for more than half an hour?

Partner at work?

It seems more reliable, but how do you explain that she came out of Chen Yingxiong's apartment before working?

This is the biggest flaw and the biggest secret of their relationship...

She can't say that she was brought to his house by Chen Yingxiong after she drank too much, right?

In that case, who did you become?

I'm not the kind of bus that can get on with money!

After thinking about it, Sharapova didn't think of the relationship between herself and Chen Yingxiong, so she responded with a rhetorical question: "What do you think?"

No reply for a long time.

Sharapova frowned and waited for a while before hitting it directly. She didn't know where the impulse was coming from, she just dialed it anyway.

But the news on the other end of the phone seemed to pour cold water on her.

"...Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off..."