During the game, Jonk couldn't hear the local commentary, if he heard it, he had to run away on the spot, what an illegitimate child, one of Jonke's least favorite words, if you say a wild child, you have to go directly to the door, a fat beating is indispensable!

However, after the game, a number of media quoted the commentator named Bretzco, "Lady Luck's illegitimate son came to Ajax and helped the team win a 4-0 away game!" ”

"Dio! Bastard! When Jonk saw the report, he immediately scolded, and TMD Lady Luck, who still plays football with this old lady! Uncle doesn't know who said it.

After seeing the most lush, Bretzko's name Jonker was remembered in his heart, and the old boy walked and see, bastard? Your whole family is bastard!

Jonk is also a person who can't hold back his words, and before the start of training in Amsterdam, a reporter brought up the topic of Lady Luck's illegitimate child.

Before the game, Jonk was quite happy to be interviewed by the professional media, but last night was also proud, and the fire that had just dispersed was rehooked by the sudden words.

"Bastard? He doesn't even have the qualifications to be an illegitimate child, so he has the ability to go on the field and kick the same ball twice! Eat with your mouth, you can't even control your own mouth! ”

In the morning interview, Jonk only left this sentence, the media was not only not unhappy, but the interest was very high, and the professional media did not mean that they did not gossip, this is a fierce material sent to the door, who does not add oil and vinegar to play, it is simply blind to the reporter's name.

A scolding war has begun, I have to say that Jonk is still young and vigorous, people are really worried that they are not well-known enough, some popular fried chickens stand up to help brush up popularity, and Bretzko doesn't perform a little scolding back, so don't mix it up.

Reporter, Bretzko likes stunned young people like Jonck.

Van der Vaart wanted to persuade Jonker to calm down and stop talking, but Jonk couldn't do that much at this time.

Soon, the Ajax club began to intervene at this time, Jonk is not only representing himself, he is also a member of the Ajax club, and the club does not allow Jonk to make any further remarks in the media at this time.

It's not happy, it's not happy to get home, people can say it casually, Jonke returned to the apartment, but saw Ling Jing looking at him with a smile, his face was full of flowers, he still went out and picked up his wallet, he didn't need to be so happy!

"Do you know Lu Dao, your recent scolding war has received a good response in Huaxia, and I can stay for another week!"

"I'll go! Lao Tzu is depressed, and even the people around him are regarded as good materials! Jonker's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Ling Jing was startled, and the two of them made fun of each other, but this time Jonker seemed to be really angry, "What the hell happened?" If you don't give your mouth, I will help you mobilize the vast number of Chinese people to shoot villains! ”

Where is it! Ling Jing's half-joking and half-comforting words, Jonke's mood did not improve at all after hearing this, he didn't want to talk and just wanted to stay alone for a while, yes, even the women around him have gained a lot of benefits from his affairs, who can not be depressed.

As for the extra week, Jonk automatically ignored it.

Ling Jing was a little uneasy, Jonke had never been so serious, he locked himself in the room and didn't speak, what could he not say, was he angry that she had passed the matter back to China?

Gently pushing open the door, he found that Jonker was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, his face was much calmer, Ling Jing smiled slyly, took off his skirt, revealed his entire white legs, and walked in front of Jonker.

Reaching out for his jade feet, he reached in front of Jonker's nose and circled his toes around his nose.

Jonke opened his eyes, and there was a piece of white flowers in front of him, pointing directly at the root of his thigh, "Little goblin, this is your initiative, don't blame Young Master Ben for subduing demons!" ”

"Mage spare your life! The little demon doesn't dare! Ling Jing flashed her big watery eyes, honestly retracted her legs, and turned around to run, but her hips twisted vigorously, and she didn't look like she was asking Rao to run away.

"Hehe, little goblin, you still dare to play tricks, watch this mage collect demons!" Jonke is really pleasantly surprised, the little bit of anger in his heart has long disappeared, the jade man in front of him is really cute, if he doesn't correct the Fa on the spot, when will he wait.

After a night of madness, Jonk came to the training ground again, swept away the haze of yesterday, and appeared in front of reporters on a bicycle in high spirits.

You can ask whatever you like, the master is not fooled this time, he laughs and doesn't answer, he really can't deal with it, so he says that the club is silent and won't let you say it, see what else you can write.

Jonk did a good job, but who would have thought that Bretzko over there began to provoke, "Shit luck guy, how many rounds of shit can you shit?" ”

This old boy has become famous and has started to write his own articles!

Another day of silence, another fresh report came out, "All fans can witness together, shit players can score another 10 goals in the half-league, and I will eat the microphone in the commentary seat!" ”

Shameless guy, I'm afraid you don't say this, it's a ball, it's only less than September, and there are nearly 15 league rounds before the winter break, and Jonk is holding back the fire now, so that the fans can see with themselves that the living person spits out the microphone.

However, Jonker's determination has just been made, and there are fellows who are more anxious than himself.

Within the Ajax first team, the betting market has long been opened, and the content of the betting market is whether Jonker can complete 10 goals, and the dealer is the other three members of the flower club.

There is no limit to how much you want, you can bet on them all!

These players are not moneyless guys, the minimum is 500 euros, and the most amazing thing is that among the flower picking members, Ibrahimovic turned out to be a traitor, and he couldn't finish with 1,000 euros of Jonk.

Forget about the others, Jonk won't care, Eevee is his own person, and his own person will tear down his own platform.

"Big man, I can't give a reasonable explanation today, you have a good look!" Jonk questioned aggressively, and the other two Sneijder and Van der Vaart stood up to cheer as the two hummed generals.

Ibrahimovic was very indifferent, "Boss, you are now playing in the back, counting the goals that have been scored, and then 10 goals, I, the current striker, am still mixed with Ajax, you score more, I may score less!" Besides, our insiders have a little different opinions, and they can confuse others even more! ”

Hum Ha Er nodded naturally, and they all thought that what Eevee said was not bad, but as soon as he peeked at Jonker, he immediately changed to an angry look.

"You're good, you're good!" Jonk gritted his teeth and walked towards Eevee.

"Don't slap your face!"

"Spanking!"

The second general immediately became a staff group again, giving his own small suggestions.

Ibu is also a little scared, the boss's force value is really a bit terrifying, his own kung fu is not enough for others to stuff their teeth, can he run!

Jonk had already arrived in front of him, and suddenly his whole person changed his expression, "Hehe, well done, we won the money, you have a treat!" As a punishment! ”