Ball king grower

On the second day after winning the championship, Lin Yu and his teammates held a grand parade. This may also be the last time he celebrates winning the championship with his teammates.

A double-decker bus was driving along the Thames River in London. Not only were there a large number of fans holding various banners and slogans on the road, but there were also densely packed fans holding the same banners and slogans on the river cruises.

Among these banners and slogans, those belonging to Lin Yu accounted for more than one-third. When the league won the championship, there were definitely not so many, and at that time, there were still many people holding the banner of opposing Lin Yu, but today there are

Can't see it anymore, can't see any of them.

Finally, the double-decker bus for the parade arrived at London's Town Square and stopped. Mourinho gave a passionate speech on behalf of the team. The content was nothing more than thanking all the fans and all the players for winning this victory for Chelsea.

A supreme honor.

Those fans followed the double-decker bus and poured into the municipal square. The square was filled with blue jerseys, like a vast ocean.

Blues!

London really belongs to the Blues today. Neither Arsenal nor Tottenham can resist Chelsea's soaring popularity today.

"What are you looking for, Lin Yu?" Azar on the side couldn't help but asked when he noticed that Lin Yu was looking around.

"Oh, I'm very surprised. Why are there no banners and slogans insulting me today? Logically speaking, don't they hate me very much?"

"Hahaha, Lin Yu, enough is enough! If they dare to come out with such a banner now, they will be beaten to death! Champions League champion! And it is two consecutive Champions League championships, such an honor. They dare to say three things to you

Dao Si? You have really proved your worth with your own strength, and they are convinced." Azar smiled.

"It's a pity. If they had touched me with such enthusiasm and support one day earlier, I might have chosen to stay." Lin Yu shook his head. In a sense, half of the reason for him was that he was attracted by those

Driven away by irrational Chelsea fans.

Many people know that Lin Yu is a temperamental person, and the chance of him being moved is very high. It is a pity that the fans were provoked and completely forgot this point, treating him as an enemy. But with Lin Yu's character,

He will never continue to play for a team whose fans regard him as his enemy.

The carnival in the square continued until the evening, and the sun had already set. At this time, it seemed even cooler. The laser lights that had been set up in the square were turned on and shot towards Lin Yu and his teammates. They belonged to this carnival.

The protagonist must be the most dazzling existence.

At this time, Mourinho came over and patted Lin Yu on the shoulder and said: "No matter what happened in the past, no matter what kind of feud you had with Chelsea fans, today is the time to say goodbye.

Goodbye."

"You want me to say something? Aren't you afraid that I'll talk nonsense?"

"I believe you like Chelsea, don't you? You won't let everyone down on such a happy day, right?"

"This is really difficult for me. I am not prepared at all."

"Go ahead and say what's on your mind. Even if you really have to take this opportunity to scold the fans, I won't stop you." Mourinho handed the microphone to Lin Yu and then pushed Lin Yu away.

Towards the front.

On the TV screen, Lin Yu alone occupied the entire screen. The fans who could not go to the square began to hold their breath and concentrate, for fear of missing what Lin Yu was going to say next.

All the fans in the square fell silent for a while. Some of those who were eating put their half-eaten food into plastic bags and waited for Lin Yu to speak.

Lin Yu looked around and saw a dense crowd and a blue ocean. These were his former fans. They might become strangers or enemies in the future, but he would never regret his choice. He knew

, it’s time to say goodbye.

"First of all, what I want to say is that even if Chelsea leaves me, it will still be great and can still win the Champions League! I believe that my coach Mourinho and my friend Jose have the ability to turn this team into a dynasty.

Keep it up! The Blues will always be the brightest blue star in the Premier League!"

"Secondly, I would like to thank my teammates, my coaches, my boss, and of course the fans who have always supported and understood me! Although at the end of this season, because of the transfer, you insulted and abused me.

, you booed me at home, but these did not knock me down, but made me grow up. I really want to thank you for letting me go through the training of blood and fire."

"Finally, I have to say goodbye to everyone!"

For the first time, Lin Yu bent his waist and lowered his high head. He may not bow to Platini, but he really has to bow to his teammates, coaches, and those who have supported him for two seasons.

The fans bowed.

"Goodbye! Dear teammates!"

"Goodbye! Lovely fans!"

"Goodbye! Respectable coaches!"

"Goodbye! My boss Abramovich!"

After saying these words, Lin Yu's nose felt sore and he felt tears welling up in his eyes. In order to prevent others from seeing it, he handed the microphone back to Mourinho's hands, and then squeezed into the crowd, in the darkness.

Weeping secretly.

Yes, he is very nostalgic here, even more nostalgic than when he left Dortmund, because here, he grew up, he understood a lot of truths, and the teammates here all grew up under his influence, and they are completely different from Dortmund.

Different, there are several people in Dortmund who are his friends, but the teammates here are his apprentices, his masters, his brothers and buddies.

And Mourinho, he must say that he is really reluctant to leave this father-like coach. Although the outside world has criticized Mourinho, for him, Mourinho is really a very good friend.

, very good big brother!

Many people cried in front of the TV and in the square.

"Lin Yu! Please don't leave!" Someone finally pulled his neck and shouted.

"Don't go!"

"Chelsea needs you!"

"We need you!"

The cries and shouts mingled together, making Mourinho sigh: "If I had known now, why bother at the beginning? If you could have been nicer to him, maybe he would have stayed. Now, it's too late."

It's too late."

Whether he is a traitor or a hero, it doesn't matter anymore, because maybe tomorrow, Lin Yu will board a plane to Madrid, Spain, and he is no longer from Chelsea.

This man who was loved, hated, scolded and thanked bid farewell to Chelsea with a lot of honor and controversy.

He left just as he came in glory. What he left behind was honor, and what he took away was also honor!

As Lin Yu said, Chelsea is still Chelsea no matter who you leave, but Lin Yu who leaves Chelsea is also the same Lin Yu.

…

It was a celebration banquet again, and Lin Yu was drunk again.

There was no way, this time he couldn't refuse the drinks offered by his teammates.

"Master, you have to leave. At least you have to drink the wine I propose."

"Lin Yu, it was you who made my dream of the Champions League come true. You must drink this glass of wine!"

"Lin Yu, you bastard is leaving. Don't you even want to drink a glass of wine?"

"Lin Yu..."

The hospitality was hard to deny, and Lin Yu couldn't bear to reject his teammates, so when the celebration banquet ended, he was like a puddle of mud, lying on the sofa unable to get up.

…

The person who came to the hotel to pick up Lin Yu was Kudo Karin, who served as Lin Yu's personal nurse. She did not fail in her responsibility, but seeing Lin Yu so drunk, she still couldn't help but complain about Lin Yu's teammates.

"He doesn't usually drink much."

"Don't worry, this kid is strong."

Seeing Lin Yu's teammates who were also drunk, Kudo Karan couldn't help but feel angry. She picked up Lin Yu and put him in the car. Although she was slim, she was very strong, let alone Lin Yu.

, Lin Yu estimated that he could carry it, after all, he had practiced.

Kudo Karan put Lin Yu into the back seat, and Lin Yu immediately fell down, still talking nonsense.

She shook her head helplessly, closed the back door, and got into the driver's seat from the front, ready to drive home.

"Hua Lian? Is that you?" Lin Yu was not so drunk that he fell unconscious. He was still somewhat rational, so he could smell the fragrance of Kudo Hua Lian.

"It's me, Lin Yujun!"

"Where are we going here?"

"go home!"

"Go home? No, no, no, there is no home for me here. This place no longer belongs to me. I am no longer from Chelsea. Haha, hahaha."

"Lin Yujun..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine! It's really fine! It's fine..." He gradually died away, probably falling asleep.

Kudo Kareen shook his head helplessly, drove the car, and drove to the villa. Perhaps it would be the last place where Lin Yu lived.

…

Outside the window, there were still Chelsea fans everywhere, many of them drunk, hanging around in groups of three and five, laughing.

Some people are still holding glasses and celebrating in the bar.

Many people in London will have a sleepless night tonight. For them, winning two consecutive Champions League titles has never happened before, and they must celebrate it.

Of course, for other people, when they think that Lin Yu is leaving, they have to use alcohol to numb their nerves and make themselves forget this sad thing.

The car passed through the wide streets, passed the London Olympics Stadium, and finally drove into Lin Yu's "home".

This villa was originally built facing the river. When you open the windows, you can see all the scenery on the Thames River. The lights on the river cruise ships are still on. The lights on both sides of the river are brilliant, as if the whole of London is in an exciting sleepless night.

Opening the window, the cool breeze blew on his face, and Lin Yu woke up a little from his intoxication. He leaned in Kudo Kareen's arms, warm and elastic, but at this time, he didn't have any distracting thoughts. He just wanted to do that.

Leaning quietly until the wine sobered up, until the end of the night.

"It's been two years, and the two of us have never had this experience of looking at the Thames together. It's because I was too busy and didn't care about you." Lin Yu said.

"No, Lin Yujun is very nice to me, you don't have to worry about it." For a woman who is deeply in love, everything a man does is right.

"Haha, Hua Lian, you don't know Spanish, do you?" Lin Yu suddenly asked.

"Well, I only know English, but I can learn it." Hua Lian said hurriedly. She suddenly felt worried that Lin Yu would leave her.

"Oh, are you really going to Spain with me?"

"Of course!" Kudo Karin said decisively.

"What a stubborn girl. I don't even know what to say about you." Lin Yu shook his head and continued to look at the scenery outside the window. To be honest, he was a little bit inseparable from Kudo Karan now. It's not that

He likes it, but because he is used to eating the food made by this girl and sleeping in the bed made by this girl for him. He really feels that he can't live without this girl.

But this seems unfair to Hua Lian.

Jiudu Kalian really wanted to say that she liked Lin Yu, and even wanted to go up and kiss this man. Even if the man smelled of alcohol, she didn't care, but she held it back. She understood that once she did that kind of thing, she would

It is impossible to stay with Lin Yu any longer. Although there is only a layer of window paper between the two, no one wants to pierce this layer of window paper. This is the best situation now.

…

The next day, Lin Yu and Qu Hong boarded the plane back to China, along with Little Cricket. The three of them were like a family of three.

It's vacation, and Lin Yu really wants to go back to China to have some fun, spend time with his parents, and see his old classmates and friends.

Hua Lian did not shed tears. He gently helped Lin Yu pack up everything, and then got on a plane and went to a place, not Japan, but Spain. She was going to learn Spanish. She hoped that after the arrival of the new season, she could understand the most important things.

A simple conversation.(To be continued...)