Chapter 182 The Power of Wu Ren
"It's strange, Leandri is sitting on the bench and he's wearing a mask."
"Ancelotti's expression didn't look very good either. Did the two of them have a quarrel? I haven't heard of any internal strife in Leverkusen?"
"If there is a conflict between the main goalkeeper and the head coach, Leverkusen will have a hard time this season. It's only the seventh round of the Bundesliga, and Bayer Leverkusen has won all the first six rounds of this season."
"But to be honest, I've been used to seeing Leandri standing in front of Leverkusen's goal for the past few years. Today it suddenly became No. 22 Yelder, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it, hahahaha."
"This may be good news for Bayern." Duan Xuan muttered to himself after hearing this, Xu Wei, please restrain yourself, your back teeth are about to show through laughing.
"Heynckes cares about Leandri a lot. We saw that when the two head coaches shook hands, Heynckes pointed in Leandri's direction. I guess he was asking about his former student's situation."
"Eh? I don't know what Ancelotti said, but Heynckes' expression looks weird."
The Chinese fans who were staying up late, eating barbecue, drinking ice cola and watching TV raised their eyebrows. Did Heynckes look strange? Isn't it obvious that he is trying to hold back his laughter? So what exactly happened? Don't treat us as outsiders!
Leandri huddled in his seat, a large mask covering his entire face, leaving only his eyes visible.
Carvajal, who did not play, sat next to Leandri and poked the masked guy. Dasha handed him a bottle of water and tried his best to tell himself not to laugh.
"I don't want to drink!" He refused weakly.
Carvajal handed over another apple.
"I don't want to eat!" He said weakly but with a hint of anger.
"Okay, okay, you don't have to eat or drink." Dasha started to coax the baby.
The timeline goes back to last night.
Friedrich and Leandri stayed in the same room for this away game. When the goalkeeper of the Russian team took out some materials from his bag to study, he brought out a packaging bag.
"What is this? Food?" Friedrich asked with sharp eyes.
"Oh, this is a Chinese mooncake. My classmate gave it to me." Leandri took a look and explained.
The Chinese male college student who had been helping Leandri translate fantasy novels recently flew back to Germany from China to prepare for the start of school. It happened to be the traditional Chinese festival Mid-Autumn Festival. The male college student felt that although his part-time job was painful, he made a lot of money. He decided to give back to his old customers who were stupid and rich during this festival, so he sent Leandri a beautifully packaged mooncake, and even paid extra money to the airline for checked luggage.
After receiving it, Leandri tasted a little of the egg yolk and coconut flavor, a Chinese flavor. Leandri took a small bite but was about to cry!
What I am eating is not mooncake, but the longing for my hometown.
But Leandri was afraid that if he told others about this, the Chinese Football Association would naturalize him, and finally fired him for not paying the training management fee.
All in all, Leandri was very happy to eat this small bite of mooncake, but being self-disciplined, he didn't dare to eat more, so he planned to take the rest to Munich and share it with his boyfriend after the game.
But Friedrich was intrigued by this.
"It looks delicious. Can you give me some? How do I eat this?"
Leandri thought about it and realized that although this guy often drove backwards in the past, he was generally reliable. He even guarded the goal for him when he was making a forward run. What a good brother!
"This is high in calories, so we can't eat too much at night. Let's share some. Can you give me a quarter?"
Friedrich nodded happily.
“There’s no particular way to eat this. Just chew it with the skin and filling.” After saying that, Leandri broke the mooncake in his hand and threw a small piece of it into his mouth, chewing it.
"Oh ok, that smells so good Ryan, thank you...what the hell! Ryan what's wrong with you?!"
"Team doctor, team doctor, is there anyone here? Ryan seems to be dying!" Friedrich threw the mooncake that he had not yet put into his mouth and opened the door to call for help.
There was a commotion in the hotel where Leverkusen stayed, trying to save Leandri who was suddenly "dying" in Friedrich's words.
"Ha!" Ancelotti snorted coldly, "You don't let me eat every day, but you sneakily eat snacks and have an allergic reaction to the point where you have difficulty breathing?!"
The officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps? !
Despite this, Ancelotti still drooled when he saw Leandri's bag of mooncakes. Damn, they were so delicious.
Leandri, whose face was red and covered with rashes, was in agony. I forgot that I am a foreigner now! Who would have thought that the one I picked up casually was the legendary five-nut mooncake that could knock down most of the Europeans!
The stubborn Leandri still didn't forget his duty as a supervisor. He held An Pangpang's hand and told him aggrievedly, "Carlo, this is a lesson for me. You should be more careful not to eat carelessly in the future. I'm watching U!"
Ancelotti rolled his eyes and asked the team doctor to take care of Leandri when he saw that he was not seriously injured. The other players all went back to rest.
Leandri, who felt that he had caused trouble for the head coach and the club, was particularly well-behaved on the day of the game. He acted listlessly as an equipment manager and then sat dejectedly on the bench.
Damn, I can't cuddle with Tony on the court today.
Kroos, who was informed of the incident over the phone, came that night, but was kicked back by Leandri and told to prepare for tomorrow's game.
As a result, after preparing for an entire night, Kroos repaid his lover who was unable to play with a goal and an assist the next day.
In particular, after Kroos scored the goal, he did not celebrate. Instead, he finally found an opportunity to run to Leandri, who had run to the sidelines and turned into the second head coach because the scene was too intense, touched his head and asked him if he was okay.
How to say it.
Some fans were almost moved to tears by the brotherhood between the former Leverkusen twins.
Some other fans are going crazy, my CP must be real!
Leverkusen finally suffered its first defeat of the season. At the post-match press conference, the media were as excited as sharks smelling blood, rubbing their hands in anticipation of getting some Bayer Leverkusen secrets out of the mischievous Ancelotti!
"Huh? I have a conflict with Leandri? That's right, we do have a conflict, and it's irreconcilable!"
The eyes of all the reporters lit up.
"Leandri didn't allow me to eat snacks at the training ground, but he and Friedrich ate them last night and gave themselves an allergy!"
"He took my chocolate and candy away every day, and ended up having good food to eat without me."
"Everything is fine for me in Leverkusen, except that I am not free to eat. Leandri always says that I have high blood sugar and cannot eat too much sweets."
"He also bought me a big bag of bitter dark chocolate mixed with a few pieces of milk chocolate and told me that everything is destined."
"Leandri is a good goalkeeper and a good player. It would be better if he didn't steal my food."
Reporters: ...I, Tama, am here to hear about the incompatibility between your Leverkusen head coach and goalkeeper, not to listen to your complaints as an Italian.
"Um, but Mr. Ancelotti, I remember that Leandri has always been very self-disciplined and rarely eats sweets. And is Friedrich okay?"
"Oh, someone else gave it to Ryan, and Friedrich saw it. He wanted to eat it, so Ryan asked to share some with him. But before Friedrich even ate it, Ryan had an allergic reaction. Ryan said he didn't know he was allergic to that thing."
"Then may I ask Mr. Ancelotti, what did Leandri eat that he was allergic to?"
"I don't know either. I just know it's round and smells good."
After the game, Leverkusen players prepared to rest for a night before going back. Leander asked Ancelotti for leave with a box of fruit candies.
"You're not feeling well, so you can't do it." Cross felt a little distressed when he saw that the red rash on Leandri's face had not yet disappeared.
"I want it. I miss you so much. Besides, I don't have anything to do. I originally brought a box of T-shirts with me!" Leandri bit Kroos' collar.
"It makes me sad to see you have an allergy." Cross kissed Leandri's still red cheek.
"I ate an egg yolk one before and it was fine. I wanted to bring these to you, but I didn't expect to have an allergic reaction after eating the one with five-nut filling." Leandri was also very annoyed, "But it's a good thing you didn't eat it, otherwise I would be even more distressed if you had an allergic reaction."
Cross looked at his sickly but better looking boyfriend who was at his home, staring at him and telling him that luckily he was not the one suffering.
Cross felt itchy.
"What on earth did you say after watching me for so long?"
"Don't you have any strength left after playing a game?"
Leandri felt it and said, "You have turned into a small piece of iron, Tony."
Cross chose to turn over. Leandri was a little weak tonight. The allergies caused him to have little strength, so he had to hold on to him at all times. Cross kindly helped to clean up, and in order to be more thorough, he asked his boyfriend to lean against the door.
Cross, who found the cleaning fun, picked up Leandri with one effort.
"You can't get it inside."
"Tony... he's going to fall..." Leandri was a little scared. He didn't have much strength and might fall if he wasn't careful.
"Hold me tight Ryan."
Being suspended in mid-air and weak from allergies made his scalp tingle even more at this moment, and the only thing supporting him was the arm and the joints around Cross' neck.
"Ryan, Ryan." Cross kept repeating his name.
Leandri felt that he was mentally ill for sending himself here, and he was too weak to be manipulated by others.
"No, I'm still sick."
Cross didn't have much rationality at this time and was thinking about the sympathy, "No, we need to use up the peaches you brought."
Cross kissed his cheek again, "Ryan, you're thinking, look, we haven't used the LW money you brought yet."
One hand turned the head that was about to close its eyes over, "Who told me every day during the video chat that I should not be able to *at least a little when we meet?"
"Who told me to make up for the days we haven't seen each other? I can't go back on my word."
"Don't bully me Ryan."
In the end, Cross couldn't bear to use force, and put the person in his arms after a long time, "I love you, Ryan."
Rolfes saw Ryandre yawning as he got into the car and looked disapproving, "Ryan, you're still sick, don't stay up late playing games with the internet-addicted boy Tony!"
"Next time for sure!"
"Hehe, it's rare to see Ryan looking so weak. Call me brother and I'll carry you home later. I won't let you get tired." Kislin came over and teased the stiff boy.
Two days later, Leandri, who had recovered, tackled Kiesling so hard that no one could recognize him on the training ground.
Ancelotti looked at the training situation on the field and told the coaching staff, "Let Ryan start in the Champions League group match the day after tomorrow."
Before the start of the 8th round of the Bundesliga, Leverkusen first faced their opponents in the Champions League group stage. The opponent was also not unfamiliar, as it was the warm-up match team before the start of the season.
From Genk, Belgium.
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