Chapter 181 Number... Stolen?
Chapter 181 Number... Stolen?
Chapter 181 Number... Stolen?
Fan Bizhuang did not continue to play the game, but posted on his own Twitter.As for what to do, of course it is to trouble Rusto and others.
Although Molina was in charge of public relations, and he couldn't do any real "harm" to the other party, but it was not his style to be beaten and not fight back, no, to be scolded and not fight back.
Fan Bizhuang decisively found Rusto, David Navarro, and Ustaris on Twitter... mainly these three people, the so-called former La Masia players who broke the news were not Fan Bizhuang He didn't want to trouble them, but to be honest, he really couldn't remember who these people were.
"@rusto, some ZZs, just need to be beaten, what do you think?"
"@David.Navarro, some people may forget the pain after healing their scars, or, let's practice again later?"
"@wustaris, one day when I was walking, I met a dog blocking the road, ouch, I scared the baby to death, ha, but we have a clever plan, we are professional players, breakthrough skills are not for bragging, me , make him live like a dog."
"..."
This is just a microcosm. Anyway, Fan Bizhuang was turning a corner to insinuate. Anyway, being idle is idle. The incident was so big that he had to be surrounded by reporters and fans as soon as he went to the street, so he just hugged The mobile phone works well at home.
Cursing is a lot of meat, and you don't need to bear legal responsibility, so let's use your tongue.
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"Hurry up! Fan finally spoke up! There is a new message on his Twitter!"
"What's new? Is it an explanation about the incident? He finally bowed his head and apologized?"
"I don't know, go up and have a look! This is big news, if we are late, the opportunity will be taken by other colleagues!"
"It's reasonable! But this is the fruit of our struggle against evil forces. Hmph, under the pressure of the media and fans, he can't help but bow his head!"
Fan Bizhuang's spitting on Twitter immediately attracted the attention of many fans and reporters. Many people ran to watch without knowing what was going on. Seeing this, some were happy, some were angry.
"What... what is this? My eyes are a little dazed, are you sure this is an apology letter?"
"Return to some people? Fan Ke is really wicked. If you scold someone, just scold them. Instead of scolding directly, you come around a corner. What's even more weird is that it's someone else from @, but in the end, you have to use someone instead !"
"I'm dying of laughter, Fan Ke is really talented! Rusto, Navarro... the people who have been named, where are you? Fan is sending you a challenge letter, hurry up and show off—— Well, I seem to have seen that a big drama is about to be staged!"
"Extremely looking forward to it!"
And more fans expressed their anger and curses under Fan Bizhuang's Twitter.
"Who is this? Is it reasonable to beat someone? Instead of apologizing, he is still chasing others and continuing to scold him? This is too much!"
"Football hooligans! This is a real football hooligan, a cancer in the professional arena!"
"Such a person does not deserve to be a real professional player at all!"
"Apologize! Apologize! You must apologize!"
Countless reporters, on the other hand, became energetic one after another. Fan Bizhuang chased and scolded the "sufferers". They will jump out and violently fight with Fan Bizhuang, which is what they like to hear.
This is the breaking point, this is the sales volume!
Let's make trouble, the happier you are, the happier we are!
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Lustow was awakened from his dream by a sudden ringing of the phone, which made him very dissatisfied. In his dream, Fan Bizhuang was apologizing to him with a low eyebrow and kept begging for his forgiveness. Slap after slap on the opponent's face, Fan Bizhuang dared not speak out, and could only smile flatteringly.
As a result, when he woke up from the dream, everything was empty, and it was strange that he was in a good mood.
But before he could complain, one of his friends almost yelled and transmitted his voice to his ear through the phone.
"Rusto, what are you doing, why don't you answer the phone for a long time? Forget it, whatever you are doing, hurry up and tweet, hurry up, Fan @你!"
"Has he finally apologized? Hmph!"
Rustow wanted to be arrogant, but the other party yelled directly.
"Are you dreaming? Are you apologizing? People are going to spray you like a dog!"
"what?"
Rustow was stunned for a moment, then hung up the phone, and hurriedly logged on to Twitter. Looking at it, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. MD, it's fine to hit me, I can bear to hit me twice, and now you are still chasing me and scolding me, you don't have to be so shameless!
Rusto got angry, and directly @back: "Asshole! Asshole!!! Asshole!!!"
He was also very angry, his mind was a little dazed, and he wanted to swear back, but he didn't know what to swear for a while, so he could only express his indignation with three "bastards" in a row.
It's not just him, David Navarro and Ustaris also found out what Fan Bizhuang did on Twitter in different cities at the moment. , They couldn't bear it either.
"You diving liar!"
"You despicable violence!"
Both of them @去去, posing as if they were going to confront Fan Bizhuang to the end.
Fan Bizhuang didn't let them down, and there were countless fans and reporters who were watching. One person fought against three people, and there will be new news updates on Twitter soon.
"Who is the bastard talking about?"
"Who are the idiots talking about?"
"And that 'villain' who... was beaten to the point of bleeding, who are you talking about?"
The outside world was stunned, but Fan Bizhuang didn't stop. He didn't wait for the other party to respond. His replies followed one after another, as if they were endless, making people dizzy.
"Actually, I am a good person, but there are too many bad people in this world. I can only become a glorious cleaner and sweep the garbage into the box."
"I've never been selfish, I've been dedicated to benefiting others! To smooth out the injustices in the world, yes, I'm the ****... Forget, you don't know who the **** is... So, please call me Robin Hood!"
"Some ZZs, come to fight if you don't accept it!"
"The reply is so slow, it can't be a handicap, right? Come on, grandpa is getting impatient waiting, tear it up quickly!"
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When Fan Bizhuang was having fun with his mobile phone, Villarreal's official website also updated the dynamics in a timely manner. The content was very simple, just disclosing the inside information of the conflict between Rusto and Fan Bizhuang At the same time, the submarine official also stated that Fan Bizhuang was a bit reckless in this matter, but he was also punished as he should. I hope that fans and the media will treat this matter rationally. After all, professional players are more about it. Look at his performance on the court, not the scandals about him off the court.
As a result, as soon as this statement came out, many people responded immediately.It's just that the content of the reply is full of strange things.
"Is the submarine official stupid? If I hadn't been watching the twitter fight, I would have believed it! Apologize? Admit your mistake, repent? Come on, Fan Zheng is playing hard!"
"After reading this statement, I feel that this is not a serious matter at all. Who hasn't fought? Who doesn't have their own temper? Fan is a little impulsive, but he is a young man after all. , his mind is far from mature... Moreover, Rusto is also at fault!"
"Navarro and Ustaris? Ha, two well-known villains in La Liga, even complaining that others are too dark and too violent, isn't it funny?"
"Don't be so serious upstairs, go and watch the teasing battle on Twitter!"
"Let's go together!"
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"Villarreal's work efficiency is really fast. Also, Fan is one of them, and they don't want Fan to be at the center of the whirlpool all the time. I hope this statement can restore some image points for Fan."
After Villarreal's official statement was issued, Molina put away his mobile phone and returned to Fan Bizhuang. When he saw it, he smiled wryly and said, "Are you still playing games?"
Fan Bizhuang was about to answer when the phone rang.When he answered, it was Riquelme calling.
"I said Fan, don't you think it's troublesome enough? You are still fighting with others on Twitter? Come on, stop!"
Fan Bizhuang agreed twice, and just as he hung up the phone, the phone rang one after another as if he couldn't stop breathing.
"Fan, you're really bad boy."
"Ha, these guys are almost turned into dogs by you!"
"Little rookie, you are really hurt...but I like it!"
"Don't make a fuss, why don't you let people sleep? I want to sleep, and I'm thinking about your fight, ouch, how can this make people sleep!"
Teammates called one after another to "concern and condolence".
Fan Bizhuang dealt with them one by one, and finally got some free time. When he turned around, he found that Molina was looking at him strangely.
"What did you do again?"
"It's nothing, it's a small matter." Fan Bizhuang shook his phone and said, "The Twitter account was stolen just now. I didn't know it. My teammates called to remind me."
With that said, Fan Bizhuang poked on the phone screen again.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't say what I said just now. My Twitter account seems to have been hacked. Well, I got it back now. It's me. Well, by the way, don't worry about who, it's really been hacked. not me!"
Fan Bizhuang typed this passage, posted it on Twitter, and then turned off his phone.He didn't care how many people would vomit blood due to his depression, he greeted Molina, walked into the bedroom happily, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep soundly.
(End of this chapter)
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