[Football] Bad Boy Batty

[Beware of Phoenix men, a woman was deceived into marriage, and the total house and dowry exceeded 600 million RMB]
[Film industry earthquake: Leslie Cheung appears on the streets of Hong Kong, suspected of making a comeback]
[Insider: Leslie's purpose of returning to Hong Kong this time is to help the young woman who was deceived. Who is this person? ]
[It is reported that the young woman who was deceived into marriage is an online anchor, a Chinese-Brazilian, and the childhood sweetheart of Brazilian football star Batistuta]

Similar news continued for a week, and Batty finally received good news. Loach told him that Qiaolin had broken up with that man, and although she was in a bad state, she agreed to come to the UK with him for a while.

On the day they arrived in Manchester, Batty personally went to the airport to pick them up. He drove his brightest sports car, a Hennessey Viper GT painted in fiery red.

From a distance, he saw the strange combination of Loach in vest and shorts and Qiaolin of dark punk walking out. They didn't bring much luggage. Loach was like a nanny who wanted to stuff the whole house into the suitcase, so Batty guessed that this was Qiaolin's idea, which might indicate that she planned to start over.

"Hey." Batty greeted lazily, "Now you know I'm right."

"Don't, don't talk about that." Qiao Lin's face was pale and she looked shaky. "Where are your bodyguards? I'm dying. I need someone to carry me."

"I'm here to pick up my friend, why do I need a bodyguard?" Batty rolled his eyes at her and tilted his head to signal Loach to hurry up. "Have you been fooled? There's a laborer next to you, why don't you let him carry you?"

"Why do you talk so much nonsense, Barty? Have you been in England for too long?" Qiao Lin hugged Loach's neck and gave him a middle finger. "Please be kind. I don't have the energy to argue with you now."

"Were we fighting?"

"...I'm serious, please, shut up."

"Alright, alright." Batty raised his hand to signal a temporary truce. Of course, this didn't mean that the matter could be turned over. He was almost cheated out of everything. He could use this joke to make her die. "I'm serious too. How could you be so weak? Did a man suck your soul away?"

"What the hell -"

"I can answer this." Loach suddenly said, "There was a very annoying child on the plane who kept screaming loudly, and his father didn't care. No one could do anything about it."

"Upgrade." Batty looked at him with a hint of reproach. "You know she—" She was still traumatized by what had just happened.

The second half of the sentence is expressed with eyes.

"It has been upgraded," said Loach, "but she started getting airsick again. Every time she goes to the bathroom to vomit, she has to pass that kid. There's really nothing I can do about it. I can't just punch that kid to stop making noises."

Tsk.

Batty showed a look of disgust.

"If I had known this, I would have let you stay one more day and come back by private plane, so there wouldn't be so much trouble." As they arrived at the parking lot, Batty glanced at Qiao Lin, took out the car keys and unlocked them, "Wake up, dear, come and see your gift."

Qiao Lin got off Loach and got into the space behind the sports car from the passenger seat. "I know you're a damn rich guy, but please consider the practicality. There are three of us and this place is very small. I can't let Loach come, so -"

"So you didn't get the point at all." Batty took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, then turned his head and smiled at his friend. He honked the horn a few times, "The UK recognizes Chinese driver's licenses, but if I remember correctly, China has left-hand drive, right?"

Qiao Lin was stunned for a moment: "Yes, what's wrong."

"Do you have a driver's license?" Batty asked.

"Yes, why are you asking this--" She was stunned, "You'd better not be what I think you are!"

"Maybe, maybe not." Batty was still smiling. He motioned for Niu Qiu to get in the car quickly. As the door closed, he threw the car keys to Qiao Lin, turned around, grasped the steering wheel, and stepped down. "Listen to the sound of the engine. It's so great. This treasure will be yours from now on. Go and drive it."

Qiao Lin let out a short scream: "You're crazy, you're crazy, you rich lunatic!"

"How is it?" Batty looked at the rearview mirror. "I wanted to take you shopping and buy some things. I also happened to want something. I brought my card with me. But seeing how you look, let's go back and rest-"

“No, no, no!” Qiao Lin hastily refused, her eyes sparkling. “I’m not tired. Let’s go to the mall. I finally got here. I want to experience what it’s like to be a rich girl in novels and TV dramas. I’ll rip you off!”

"I doubt it."

"You can't do it, Qiaolin." Loach turned around and said, "I had the same idea as you before, but guess what, I ran all day and it seemed like the card would never run out."

Qiao Lin bent her finger bones to warm up.

"Don't worry," she said. "I'm sure I can do it."

Barty glanced in the rearview mirror.

Qiaolin is laughing.
And it's not the kind that's pretended.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

That's right.

It's not worth being sad for a man.

"After we finish shopping, let's go home. There's a surprise waiting for you." Batty retracted his gaze, "I promise, you will definitely like it."

……

Surprise means touching on other people’s hobbies in the most unexpected way.

So what is Qiaolin's hobby?

I believe some people have guessed it. In the evening, they returned to Buddy's apartment after their shopping spree. Qiao Lin had no idea what was waiting for her, and kept talking to Buddy and Loach about the house.

"I have worked hard for almost 20 years to save money to buy a small apartment in a good location in Hong Kong. But you have a godfather who is so awesome. Just wave your hand and the whole building is yours." She put the bag on the ground and wiped the sweat with the back of her hand. "Are you really going to give me a floor to live in, Barty? Can I not choose and live on your floor?"

"Sure, if you like dog pads," Batty said, opening the door.

"Don't call it a dog mat, it's just..." The second half of the sentence disappeared on the tip of her tongue. Qiao Lin looked at the contents of the room and slowly, slowly opened her eyes, "Bati! Am I hallucinating?"

"Unfortunately, no."

The room was set up for a party, no different from usual and nothing particularly strange. What made Qiaolin's pupils tremble were the men on the sofa and carpet. This was highly similar to a scene she had recently fantasized about!
"Hey! Hello, Qiaolin, right? I finally get to see you in person today!" Neymar jumped off the sofa, quickly glanced at Batistuta to confirm his gaze, and then extended his hand to her. "Come on, we have prepared a party for you, relax and don't worry."

Qiaolin's eyes widened.

She looked over from behind Neymar and saw De Bruyne, who was blowing up a balloon. He waved to her, and next to him, Lucas was playing games with his brother Theo. They welcomed him at the same time.

At this time, Kyle Walker came out eating ice cream, followed by Aguero and Laporte. From their side, Ederson was sitting on the dining table "struggling" with a plastic bag, and next to him was the Portuguese player B.

"Don't be obsessed with a liar, girl!" Lucas said, "What type do you like? I'll introduce you to it. I don't know many in the UK, but there are many good ones in Spain!"

Qiaolin felt dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

Not because Lucas wanted to introduce her to a man, but because -

This scene is exactly the same as the long all-pornographic novel she wrote recently!
"I called everyone in your article, but not everyone was available. Those who could come are here." Batty put his arm around her shoulder. "You like the silver party, don't you? How is it? Is it authentic enough?"

"Enough, more than enough!" Qiao Lin's voice was trembling.

Is there anything more crazy than seeing the main Shura field actually happening before your eyes?

"If only I could see the most important thing, too," she said. "I mean sports."

"No, dear. If you write it, I will die." Batty smiled at her. "But you can look forward to it. Maybe it will come true someday."

"Ah! Damn it!" Qiao Lin hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him hard on the face, "You always hit me so accurately! I hate you!"

"You're welcome." Batty wiped the lipstick marks off his face. "I hate you, too."

……

On July 7, Manchester City officially started its tour of the United States.

Guardiola boarded a flight to Los Angeles with 26 first-team players and 15 youth players who are being focused on. At the same time, Batistuta also arrived at the Etihad training ground. His knee has fully recovered and he can start recovery training and gradually increase the intensity.

At the door, there were a few fans and reporters waiting there.

Batistuta stopped his car to sign autographs for fans, and taking this opportunity, a reporter thrust a microphone into his car window.

[When you won the America's Cup with your team, the UEFA Nations League was also going on. What do you think of your teammate John Stones' two major mistakes that led to goals in England's match against the Netherlands? ]

UEFA Nations League?
Barty rolled his eyes.

He doesn't pay any attention to it. The Nations League is a joke, a complete money-making exercise. No player likes it.

"I saw it." Batistuta lied. He is the captain now and he has to protect his players. "I don't think Stones should bear the main responsibility. If you have watched his previous games, you will agree with me. He is a very good player. He has been recognized by everyone in Manchester City, but it is different in the club and the national team. Perhaps we should consider it from the aspect of the inapplicability of the overall tactics."

Three years of professional European career has taught me a lot. Just like this, it is not difficult to quietly pass the blame to others (England head coach) by hinting and guiding.

After answering reporters' questions, Batty drove in.

Although this is a very meaningless question and answer, it did remind him that their defensive general John Stones has been in a decline since the second half of last season, so much so that Guardiola almost took him away from the starting position in the Champions League final. What's thrilling is that Stones' performance in that game was mediocre and he had to rely on Lucas to save the game several times.

Fortunately, they won.

So no one criticizes Stones.

Then came the UEFA Nations League. I heard from that reporter that he must have made a very low-level, stupid mistake in England, and many British people blamed him.

Then he was injured again and only recently recovered, so like Batistuta, he did not travel to the United States with the team.

Batty parked the car, opened the group chat, found the notification arrangements and read them carefully.

Good, he and Stones both trained today.

Batistuta can't have a conversation like Kompany, but he can try to accompany and comfort him.

Just like the old captain said, it is important to build a closer relationship with the 'Knights of the Round Table', at least we have to make the British guard happy, he thought.

(End of this chapter)