my sister is not a helper

Chapter 177 I Didn't Think He Was a Rich Second Generation
There was chaos on the court, and Sakuragi Suido, who always regarded himself as a "samurai" with a hard fist, let out a distressing howl, which immediately made the players of the Yingdao team feel the same hatred.

Honda Guiyou rushed up first, yelling at the bird language he couldn't understand to push Lin Zhe.

Lin Zhe has an innocent expression, with his hands behind his back, but his chest is pushed forward suddenly, his movements are small and concealed, but he has a solid and intimate contact with Honda Guiyou.

Honda Guiyou didn't care at all. Lin Zhe was tall, but his small body seemed too thin, so when he pushed and shoved, he didn't expect to be threatened by a counterattack.

But in the next second, Honda Guiyou felt as if he had been hit by a locomotive. He took a few steps backwards and lay face up on the ground.

"Huh? Do you touch porcelain?"

"idiot."

"Wooooowah."

A group of Yingdao boys rushed up, trying to surround and beat Lin Zhe.

But the big Wei team is good-tempered here?
If you can't play football, who can't fight?

A gang fight was about to take place.

"Di Di Di~"

The referee blew his whistle and squeezed into the crowd, reaching for cards from his hip pocket.

No matter how irritable a player is, he is also afraid that the referee will draw his cards.

Because it will affect the progress of the game and the future of the entire team.

Qi Zu Yiji's resentful head hammer ruined France's dream of being a champion. Although he was still considered a hero, he made countless French people cry in the stands.

Watching the referee from the Yaxi area draw out the yellow card, he first raised his head to Lin Zhe.

This move aroused the anger of Team Dawei.

"Why did you give Lin Zhe a yellow card? Did he commit any offense?"

"Did your grandson collect money?"

But Lin Zhe was very calm, not only didn't make any radical reaction, but blocked a few impulsive teammates.

It seems that the Yingdao people did not attack this coach. If they were like the Nanbang people, they might have received a red card.

But the yellow card in the referee's hand did not go back, but was thrown in front of Honda Guiyou who was sitting on the ground and adjusting his breathing.

Honda Guiyou was feeling short of breath at the moment, and suddenly saw a yellow card dangling in front of his eyes, let alone the grievance in his heart.

Obviously I'm the one who got hurt, okay?That guy almost sulked me!The soul has not slowed down yet!

But it's not over yet.

The referee put the yellow card in his pocket, and then came out with a red card instead.

The red-haired kid Suidou Sakuragi, who was curled up on the lawn with his hands on his crotch, was actually sent off with a red card.

"I"

Sakuragi Suidou, who was inhaling continuously in pain, couldn't even utter curse words.

But he was really bitter.

Can you not catch a person to bully?I am the victim.

A few Yingdao players also wanted to reason with the referee angrily, but just now Sakuragi Suidao's shoveling from the back was too blatant.

"XX TV station, XX TV station, this is the scene of the XX warm-up match. There was a little episode on the field just now, and now the game continues."

"No. 37, who has already made one pass and two shots, is undoubtedly the biggest contributor today."

"No. 37 Lin Zhe already has a yellow card in his body, so he doesn't do anything now, just like strolling in the garden. No. 37 passed the ball."

"The ball landed very well. On the 21st, Su Fei rushed over, and the goal was scored! The goal was scored!"

The voice full of emotion, once again spread to all directions through radio waves, sharing the joy and pride of the Wei people with everyone.

"Drip~"

With a whistle, 4:3, in the case of more than less, the Wei Dynasty finally locked the score to the end of the game.

The substitute players and coaching staff of the Big Wei team rushed to the field to hug and celebrate with the players.

After two days, Coach Jin finally met Lin Zhe face to face.

After a firm hug, Coach Jin patted Lin Zhe on the shoulder and praised: "Not bad."

Generally at this time, the players should humbly accept the head coach's "favor" and express their determination to continue working hard.

But
"Hehe~"

Lin Zhe let out a heck and went to celebrate with the others.

He likes to play football and listen to the sound of tens of thousands of people cheering for him on the field.

But he doesn't like to live in humility.

And Coach Jin looked at Lin Zhe, who was calm under the big victory, and had a little understanding in his heart.

This kid is a disobedient monkey grandson, but he doesn't seem to be a Tathagata Buddha.

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After returning to the hotel, the Great Wei team naturally wanted to celebrate. Sports reporters and diplomats from the Great Wei Dynasty were all present, and the gathering in the banquet hall was quite lively.

As the most eye-catching star in this competition, Lin Zhe shrank in a corner after receiving a few words of encouragement, and did not move forward like others.

Lin Zhe's good brother Su Fei couldn't bear it anymore, and came over to remind Lin Zhe: "You should go over and get acquainted with the people in the shoes, look at Guo Yulei and the others."

"I'm not going to mess around in the football circle, why would I lick them? It's better not to touch them, so as to avoid trouble."

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Su Fei choked on Lin Zhe's words.

The opportunity that others dream of, but here in Lin Zhe has been abandoned.

He obviously has a football talent that is unparalleled in the world, but he can't be mixed in the football circle?

Is there any reason for this?

But Lin Zhe didn't join in the excitement, but someone came to him.

Several uninvited guests arrived at the banquet hall, and after contacting the people above, they walked towards Lin Zhe.

"Lin Zhe, these two are guests from Yingdao. I would like to talk to you about something. Because it involves foreign affairs regulations, we need to listen in."

A foot shoe staff member that Lin Zhe didn't know sat next to Lin Zhe with a smile on his face, but it made Lin Zhe feel very uncomfortable.

But there is nothing wrong with what others say. If I stay in the team for a day, it represents the face of the Wei team, and I will inevitably be subject to many restrictions.

A short, thin, but very energetic middle-aged man from Yingdao first bowed to Lin Zhe.

"Hi, Mr. Lin Zhe, I'm Ike Torimo from Jingdong University. We officially send you an admission invitation and hope you can enter Jingdong University to study."

"There's no need for this, thank you for your kindness, but I want to study in university in Dawei."

"Mr. Lin Zhe, we can waive your tuition fees and provide a lot of scholarships every year"

Lin Zhe waved his hand and flatly refused.

I am a good big Wei Erlang, why should I come to Yingdao to study in university?

Lin Zhe was unwilling to learn just the bird language of Yingdao.

At this time, another Yingdao guest spoke.

"I'm Masao Koda of the Taipan Steel Dam team. As far as I know, Mr. Lin Zhe hasn't signed with any club, right?"

"Yes, even I am not a member of Foot Shoes."

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Several observers were shocked.

Lin Zhe What does this mean?
It turns out that the chasing boy who shined in the arena today is not under the control of Dawei Zuxie?
Masao Koda was pleasantly surprised.

Now the obstacles between the team and Lin Zhe seem to be gone.

Before he came, the manager of the team gave him an order to sign this big Wei boy at all costs.

Even if it is signed and not used by the family, it cannot be used by the Wei people.

"Mr. Lin Zhe, we sincerely invite you to join the Dapan steel dam team."

"Sorry, I have no idea of ​​joining a professional team, I just like to enjoy the fun of playing football."

"Mr. Lin Zhe, we can provide a good training environment for you to have enough fun, and also provide an annual salary of no less than 5000 million yuan."

"Sigh~"

"Sigh~"

There was a sound of breathing around, and even Su Fei's expression changed.

Lin Zhe also became more or less interested, so he asked, "5000 million? American knife?"

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Koda Masao's face froze, but a pair of small eyes conveyed a message brightly - are you thinking about fart?

$5000 million a year?Do you think you are an alien?

Seeing Masao Koda's eyes, Lin Zhe immediately lost interest.

"You mean big Wei coins?"

"No"

Masao Koda twisted his face and squeezed out a few words: "It's 5000 million Yingdao coins!"

"Grass, who do you look down on?"

Lin Zhe was annoyed: "That's only two or three million Wei coins, and it's not as much as my pocket money for a month."

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The translator of the Great Wei team rolled his eyes. This sentence cannot be translated. Versailles is too much, and it is easy to cause foreign disputes.

But the little assistant with facial paralysis who was sitting beside him eating and drinking in silence all the time translated for Lin Zhe, and he didn't miss a single word.

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"Ahem, this is my assistant and translator. She speaks straight, please don't mind."

Feeling the awkward atmosphere around him, Lin Zhe apologized to everyone with a smile.

The man with the shoes got up and left. He originally wanted to prevent football talents like Lin Zhe from joining the Yingdao Club, because the naturalization methods of the Yingdao people are very powerful.

The Great Wei Dynasty in [-] had not yet risen, and many people from the Great Wei quietly changed their nationality after living in Yingdao for a few years.

But now it seems that it is impossible for Lin Zhe to come to Yingdao.

Not only because Lin Zhe is rich, but also because of his contempt for Yingdao from the bottom of his heart, and his pride as a member of the Great Wei, all of which are blatant and undisguised.

Masao Koda's face turned red.

He had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't realize that Lin Zhe was actually a rich second generation.

(End of this chapter)