Chapter 17
Coker glanced at Zhou Liran's particularly ugly face, couldn't help shrinking his neck, and hurriedly said, "Ritter, I asked all my teammates immediately after seeing the newspaper this morning. I assure you that no one spread the nickname that you don't like. After you said you didn't like it that time, no one mentioned this nickname again, really!"
Zhou Liran tried to calm himself down, nodded slightly to Coker, and looked at the newspapers in front of him. "I remember you didn't buy these newspapers before, and our team didn't buy these newspapers either, so where did these newspapers come from?"
Coker didn't expect Zhou Liran to find the highlight so quickly. He immediately turned to look at his teammate Gray: It should be Gray who told Zhou Liran about this.
Gray silently looked up at the ceiling, as if something on the ceiling suddenly attracted him at that moment.
"What's wrong? Can't you tell me?"
"No, it's not," Cocker said stiffly, "When I woke up this morning, I saw that some of the newspapers we usually buy reported about Tiemian, ahem, your story. We were all a little shocked, and then, we found out, that, um..."
Cocker couldn't continue, but Zhou Liran had some guesses in his mind, "You bought all the newspapers and found that every newspaper reported this incident?"
Cocker nodded slowly, and Zhou Liran closed his eyes tightly.
"Um, Ritter, are you okay?"
Zhou Liran slowly opened his eyes and forced a smile, "Thank you for telling me this. If you have nothing else, go and train first."
"Ritter..."
"Okay, don't worry. I know you didn't say that. Nothing in this world can be hidden. Since it has been said before, it is possible that others have heard it, and it is more likely to be spread out like it is now. So I actually expected it a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon." The reluctance on Zhou Liran's face disappeared. "Okay, let's go to training. The game day is coming soon."
After hearing what Zhou Liran said and seeing his smile that was no longer forced, the teammates stood up and left the locker room one after another. After everyone left, the smile on Zhou Liran's face immediately disappeared. He walked to the stool expressionlessly and sat down. He covered his cheeks with his hands and thought silently in his heart.
Things have already happened, and this damn nickname has spread. So what should he do now to stop the losses in time and maximize the benefits?
Go find a lawyer to sue those who wrote the report for infringing on your reputation?
So what are the benefits of this? He could vent his anger and let everyone who knew about the report know that he didn't like the title of "Iron-faced Superman".
Are there any other benefits? No, no more.
This unknown person who could get all the newspapers to report his news extensively the day after Liverpool's defeat must not be short of money, so if a serious lawsuit is filed, the timeline will definitely be dragged out for a long time. His lawsuit may have a certain negative impact on this person, but this impact is absolutely limited and will not hinder the other party's goal at all.
Secondly, it is the reaction of the outside world. As we all know, most people's happiness is actually built on the pain of others. If they knew that he really didn't like this nickname, they might call him more happily. Fans who like him know that he doesn't like it so they won't call him that, but people who don't like him will call him that every day, wishing that he would be surrounded by the words "Iron-Man" in his dreams.
Also, what was that news headline? Give Iron Man a chance? Do we need an iron-faced Superman?
Putting aside the iron-faced Superman element in the title that made him dislike it, this title, this overwhelming momentum, isn’t this a modern version of forcing a palace? Forcing the home team to give him a chance to play, and even helping him book a future Yashin Award?
Zhou Liran took a deep breath, and his original anger towards the Iron-faced Superman turned into worry about his future career. He immediately stood up and went to find his coach Ben Valen.
Boom boom boom
"Come in," Ben Valen took a sip of the tea on the table and looked up at the door. "Ritter? Why are you here?"
Zhou Liran walked forward slowly: Coach, didn’t you see the newspaper? Is the reaction so calm?
"By the way, Ritt, I haven't congratulated you yet! You are famous now! Look, the media are expecting you to become our England goalkeeper in the future."
Zhou Liran paused, almost thinking he had heard wrongly, "Huh?"
"By the way, do well in the afternoon training match. Coach Mourinho said he will come to see your performance this afternoon. If you perform well, he may bring you directly to the main team."
Zhou Liran blinked, and tears fell: he had already thought about it on the way here, he opened his eyes wide until they became dry, and when he came to tell the coach that he did not spend money to buy news boards to force a palace, he blinked and shed tears to prove his innocence, but... that's it?
"Oh!" Ben Valen quickly put down his cup and hurriedly walked out from behind the table to Zhou Liran. "I know you can't bear to leave me, but you deserve a better stage and a better competition, don't you?"
Zhou Liran: ...
So, narcissistic?
No wonder he always felt that it was very smooth when he was reborn in England and re-established his character. Sometimes he even felt that he had accidentally exposed his cold and indifferent nature, but no one had noticed...
"You are still young, you don't know that life choices are very important..."
Yes, if he were in his thirties now, some people would doubt him as a vested interest, but considering his current age and the fact that he has been obsessed with football since he was 13, they would not doubt him as a, um, simple boy?
He just now, no, he has always been thinking in an adult way, no, he has been thinking in an adult way since he was 13 years old...
"Coach," Zhou Liran held the coach's hand with his backhand and said in a tearful voice, "I, I want to finish this season with my teammates. We haven't won the championship yet."
Ben Warren kept comforting Zhou Liran, telling him that the most important thing for him now was to go to a bigger stage and win a better championship - he never considered that Mourinho might just come to take a look.
Mourinho just came over to talk about the Iron-faced Superman today because many reporters came up to him, so he asked his assistant coach to check and found out that the youth team has been winning recently and kept every game scoreless. He happened to have time this afternoon, so he came to see Endritt, whose fame has spread all over England.
As for taking Endrit away? Sorry, Mourinho has never thought about this. Now, rather than training a player, he prefers a star who can stand on the court and be independent. Moreover, given the current situation within the team, he doesn't have much time and energy to train.
I heard that Endrit is a talent cultivated by Chelsea's youth training. Considering that his relationship with the chairman has just eased a few days ago, he still wants to buy some players in the summer window this year, so it is necessary for him to come and take a look at this Chelsea goalkeeper.
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