"I'm willing to bet that the pizza was definitely thrown by Arsenal's number 11! Just like how he can use his feet to deliver a straight ball with incomparable accuracy, his throwing accuracy is also not to be underestimated. "
"Hahaha, what kind of logic is that?"
"We all know that Chinese people are very good at table tennis. They can even perfectly control such a small ball. Wouldn't it be easier for them to throw a pizza?"
"No, no, no. If that's the case, then there are too many suspects. Ashley Cole and Campbell should be the most likely perpetrators. As everyone knows, Phil Taylor is the world darts champion, and he's English."
"That's possible! But the clues provided by Old Trafford's internal informants are that Ashley Cole and Campbell rushed to the front line to fight fiercely with the Manchester United players. Where did they get a piece of pizza from? Who's the person closest to the locker room? It's Qin Xiong! "
"I don't deny that he's a suspect, but we can't treat speculation as fact."
"Of course, but I insist that he's the most likely. In addition to his ability to accurately throw the pizza at Sir Ferguson, he also has a motive. He scored two goals for Arsenal and is the team's number one contributor. If Arsenal beat Manchester United in the away game, my God, can you imagine how many Gunners fans would worship him at Highbury? So, he must be extremely depressed when Manchester United equalized and can only leave Old Trafford with a draw! He has the perfect motive to do this! "
Qin Xiong sat on the sofa in the living room on the first floor of the apartment and turned off the television.
He returned home after returning to London from Manchester. Some of his teammates who had just finished a game said they wanted to go to the bar for a drink, but he didn't go.
When he got home, he took a shower, put on his pajamas, and turned on the television. He saw BBC Sport's coverage of the conflict in the tunnel at Old Trafford, and several guests freely expressed their opinions.
Obviously, the fight did not seem to be the focus of the outside world.
The focus was on who threw the pizza.
It could be said that Qin Xiong was only one step away from the scene of the incident, and the scene was so chaotic that it was not outrageous for him to be a suspect.
Dingdong.
The doorbell rang. Qin Xiong got up and went to open the door. Freddy was standing outside the door. There were a few cars parked on the street, and there were reporters waiting in ambush. Before Freddy entered the door, the paparazzi had already gotten out of their cars to take photos in his direction.
Qin Xiong hurriedly let Freddy in and closed the door.
After Freddy came in, he unbuttoned his suit jacket. With his hands on his hips, he calmly stared at Qin Xiong and said, "Is that you?"
Qin Xiong went to pour some water for him. He turned his head and asked, "What do you mean by 'me'?"
"Were you the one who threw the pizza at Ferguson?"
Qin Xiong silently brought a cup of water and put it on the tea table.
Seeing him remain silent, Freddy raised his right hand to his forehead and sighed, "It really is you! This … "
Throwing a pizza at a legendary general?
In any case, it would damage the player's reputation, which was worse than fighting with the opponent.
Because whether it was the role or the age gap between the two sides, the player should not be rough with the general.
This was too bad!
Qin Xiong shook his head and said, "I can only tell you that I didn't throw the pizza. Don't ask me anything else. I won't say anything."
The locker room had a tradition of the locker room. The team's isolation was one of the management principles and also the core principle!
Freddy froze for a moment, then sat down to drink some water. He sighed and said, "It's not you? Okay! Then if the reporters ask about this matter, you can respond directly and defend yourself. "
Qin Xiong still shook his head and said, "I won't make any response."
Freddy asked puzzledly, "Why? Don't you think about your own reputation? "
Qin Xiong frowned slightly and said, "The outside world is just guessing. There is no evidence. How do you want me to speak? When I draw the line, isn't it a betrayal to my teammates? "
"But now nine out of ten people outside say you did it!"
"Then I'll respond to the outside world that I didn't do it! How many people will believe it? If I don't say the name of a teammate, will it change the situation? If I don't say it, the outside world will still doubt me, and they will doubt the next teammate, or two or three. I don't want to complicate things, and I don't want my teammates to hear me say something to the reporters that seems like I'm betraying them! "
In fact, only if Qin Xiong told the truth to the outside world, insisted that it was Fàbregas who did it, and made the details public, could he completely clear the suspicion. Otherwise, who would f * * king believe him if he defended himself with his own mouth?
If he did not betray Fàbregas, his defense would only make more teammates suffer from unfair speculation and suspicion.
In either of these two situations, Qin Xiong would be isolated in the locker room. The crux of the matter was not who he betrayed or who was important or not, but his attitude and position!
Freddy stood up and hesitated for a moment. He said in a deep voice, "I don't understand why you're willing to be criticized and even hated by countless Manchester United fans around the world! Ferguson's position in the hearts of Manchester United fans is too high! And in the hearts of the neutral audience, they don't believe in facts. They only believe in the direction of public opinion. You'll leave a bad impression on many people. You're 19 years old, and you're throwing a pizza at a manager who's over 50 years old? Think about it carefully. If you saw something like that, how would you feel? "
Qin Xiong still shook his head and stared at Freddy with a torch-like gaze. He said, "Kyle, you're right! But that's just your position, or you're standing in the public's position. I know you're thinking for me, for my benefit, and you're excellent in many aspects. But you've never played football, and you've never walked into a locker room that's bound by a loyalty oath! I respect Sir Ferguson from the bottom of my heart, but when it happened, no one was calm. Countless people can talk loudly and blame me, blame him, blame whoever. But at that time, can you understand the feelings of us players, including the coaches? He couldn't understand it! At that moment, Sir Ferguson was our enemy! When I calm down, if I did it, I'll apologize to Sir Ferguson in private when I have the chance. But at that moment, do you think the Arsenal players will regret it? No! Damn it, no one will regret it! It happened, it happened. Did you see any Arsenal players or club officials come out to clarify? No! Why didn't Henry, who was also under suspicion and standing not far from me, come out to clarify? Because we're a team, a whole body. We went against Manchester United together. Someone did something that now seems disgraceful, but it's already a fact and can't be changed. Do you want to come out and pretend to be a saint? Say a few words to defend yourself and show that you're a person with a moral code? In other words, aren't you abandoning your teammates and showing that you actually look down on your teammates for doing so? "
Freddy's expression was dull and he was speechless.
He should have understood.
Players were meant to play football, not saints.
Even if there were star idols here, it did not mean that they were moral role models.
The Grassi world had a beautiful side, and naturally, it also had an ugly side. In fact, it was no different from society.
Freddy sighed and sat down again. He said softly, "You should be able to understand how I feel. I just want you to become a perfect football star, especially when you've already done very well. I can't tolerate this kind of gratuitous accusation landing on you. It can be said that you're being slandered, but the outside world is skirting around the edges. Haha, suspicion. Ten people suspect, a hundred people suspect, a thousand people, ten thousand people suspect. When enough people emphasize suspicion, it doesn't matter whether they suspect or not."
Qin Xiong smiled and comforted him. He said, "Even if I defend myself, not many people will believe me. Kyle, you can't make everyone like me, and I don't expect everyone to like me either. Hahaha, those who suspect will insist that it's my people. No matter what I say, they will only think that I'm quibbling, unless I admit it myself: Yes, I was the one who threw that piece of pizza! Only then will they believe me. Then, they will stand up even more excitedly to accuse me and attack me. Maybe they will have a legitimate reason to come to my apartment door and threaten me, hoping that I break down, that I make a fool of myself, that I fail, that I kneel in front of the world and cry bitterly in repentance. "
Freddy nodded gently and said, "This is the pressure of a star. Now you're even more hated by the Manchester United fans. You rejected Ferguson's invitation, almost beat Manchester United at Old Trafford, and are the biggest suspect of throwing a pizza at Ferguson. The English football world is really worrying."
"Are you tired? If you're tired, then rest. Relax. I just want to play well. Don't worry too much. I ignore the voices of the outside world, so I won't feel the pressure of public opinion. "
Qin Xiong smiled and shrugged.
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