At his own doorstep, Chen Yingxiong was surrounded by the media.

Of course, what they were most concerned about was, "Where have you been these days, Chen Yingxiong!"

"They say you went traveling, where did you go?"

Chen Yingxiong refused to answer any of these questions, he just gestured for everyone to quiet down, and then said to the camera: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm...back!!" He raised his hands as if announcing a victory and celebrating a goal.

After speaking, he left a large group of stunned reporters who hadn't reacted, turned around and slipped into the house, then slammed the door shut!

He threw everything on his body to the ground, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Early in the morning, he had climbed out of the backyard fence, then circled around, all to create the illusion that he had gone traveling. He didn't want anyone to know that he had been hiding in the house grinding levels in dungeons during this Christmas holiday.

This was his secret, and no one would ever know.

So these past few days he had truly been living in the "dark." Even though he was home, he didn't dare turn on the lights. Air conditioning? The moment that thing was turned on, the outdoor compressor would make noise, so he naturally didn't dare turn it on either. Fortunately, Naples' winters were a typical Mediterranean climate, with mild and rainy winters, so it wasn't too cold. Even if he didn't turn on the air conditioning, he wouldn't be reduced to shivering from the cold.

But this disheveled appearance wasn't deliberately made up, but a true reflection of his life these past few days.

His daily schedule was arranged like this—after opening his eyes in the morning, he would eat breakfast and then enter the dungeon to warm up and do physical training, then start technical training. At noon, he would exit the dungeon, casually grab something to fill his stomach, and after a short rest, enter the dungeon to begin afternoon training. He would exit the dungeon at dinner time, eat dinner and rest for an hour, then enter the dungeon to work hard.

At twelve o'clock at night, he would exit the dungeon, take a shower, wash away the stench of sweat, and throw the dirty clothes in the bathroom without paying attention to them. He would go straight to sleep.

The next morning, after opening his eyes, he would repeat the contents of the previous day.

All for the sake of seizing the time, grinding the dungeons more often, leveling up more, and trying to improve his tactical and technical abilities as much as possible.

From December 22, 2008, to January 1, 2009, for a full eleven days, he frantically ground dungeons at home. If Drakula saw his desperate energy, he would definitely be frightened and order him not to do this, because this was truly a great challenge to his physical functions.

Moreover, not to mention the last two days, Chen Yingxiong was so eager to level up that he simply stayed up all night working like crazy in the dungeon. To be able to run out and act with reporters like this, one could only admire his super physical fitness. If it were anyone else, they would probably have ruined themselves long ago and simply retired…

After grinding dungeons with such high intensity for eleven days, even Chen Yingxiong, who was as strong as a bear, was completely exhausted. After finishing acting in front of the reporters, he couldn't hold on any longer. He laughed heartily, his legs weakened, and he slid down the door and sat down, leaning against the door, head tilted... and fell asleep.

His mouth still maintained the posture of laughing heartily—open, drool flowed from the corner of his mouth, hanging in a straight line, and dripping onto the floor, where it gradually formed a puddle.

Everyone says Chen Yingxiong is arrogant and annoying. But they will never know what price this big guy paid behind his unbridled arrogance…

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Although Arshavin was currently the most famous star in Napoli, he didn't have the kind of exclusive joining ceremony that Chen Yingxiong had. After all, he joined during the winter break, and in the team's current situation, everything had to be simplified.

The club only arranged a press conference for him, and there was no fan meet. But outside the press conference venue, some Napoli fans were already wearing the number 23 jersey with Arshavin's name printed on it, holding up his posters and portraits to welcome him. Thanks to his outstanding performance in the European Cup, Arshavin had a high popularity in Napoli.

This was completely different from Chen Yingxiong's treatment as a "public enemy"...

At the press conference, Arshavin also appeared very cautious. He chose to speak in a way that Napoli fans liked on all matters related to Maradona, and definitely didn't imitate his silly friend Chen Yingxiong.

The press conference was a great success.

The next day, the newspapers, television, and radio all gave very positive and active evaluations of Arshavin. It was conceivable that, regardless of his performance on the field, at least he had obtained a relatively relaxed environment from the fans and public opinion.

This was much better than Chen Yingxiong's dangerous situation, which was full of crises, ambushes, and enemies everywhere... Compared to the bitter Chen Yingxiong, he was simply as happy as a flower in a greenhouse.

In the evening, he received a call from Chen Yingxiong: "Sorry, Shava, I just got back to Naples. You're finally here! I'll treat you to dinner!"

Arshavin laughed: "You've been so busy lately, do you even know where the good food is?"

Chen Yingxiong coughed: "I still know about formal places like restaurants!"

"Hey, why are you flustered? I didn't ask about informal places." Arshavin laughed happily.

Chen Yingxiong also laughed along.

When old friends meet, no matter how many troubles there are, they are thrown aside. Chen Yingxiong was in a good mood now.

He had slept all day today. When he woke up in the middle, he found himself lying on the floor with a pool of cold saliva under his face. Then he didn't know how he crawled back to his bedroom bed. In short, when he woke up, he found himself on the bed in the bedroom. This whole day of sleep had made up for his lack of sleep, restored his strength and energy, and after he got up and washed, he took a shower and called Arshavin.

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When Arshavin saw Chen Yingxiong in disguise and his beautiful bodyguard, he laughed: "When I was at Zenit, I always heard the Commander say that he was living a very corrupt life in Italy, even with a beautiful bodyguard, and the level of luxury was comparable to Gaddafi. I didn't expect it to be true."

Chen Yingxiong glared: "The Commander is spreading rumors, I curse him to be impotent for the rest of his life!"

Arshavin burst out laughing.

"I thought you were going to take me to the Margherita Flower King Restaurant." Arshavin looked around. This was a very ordinary restaurant with a very ordinary appearance.

"You know that place?" Chen Yingxiong was a little surprised.

"Yeah, someone told me that it's a restaurant that Napoli players often go to, and it's very famous locally..." As he spoke, he suddenly saw Chen Yingxiong's face. "What's wrong? You haven't been there?"

"I really want to go. I heard that the food there is very characteristic and delicious. But she won't let me go." Chen Yingxiong pointed to the bodyguard, Christine Cabrilla, sitting next to him. Logically speaking, the bodyguard should stand when the employer is eating, but Chen Yingxiong didn't care about those things, and it was too conspicuous. If you want to be safe, isn't it better to be low-key? So when Cabrilla went out with Chen Yingxiong, the two of them pretended to be... lovers—of course, this was suggested by Chen Yingxiong's thick skin.

"That place is a place that hardcore Napoli fans like to go to." Cabrilla explained.

Arshavin laughed. He had heard about the grievances between Chen Yingxiong and the Napoli fans long ago. "What a pity, I'll only be able to go there by myself next time—" He didn't forget to tease his friend.

Chen Yingxiong gave a "tsk" to show his disdain. "This restaurant tastes very good too, I like it very much!"

"Then aren't you afraid that this restaurant..."

"The owner of this restaurant is not a Napoli fan, he's a North African immigrant." Chen Yingxiong explained.

Arshavin suddenly understood.

The topic of conversation between the two people always revolved around Chen Yingxiong's relationship with the fans.

"I originally thought that after you started scoring goals, this situation would improve, but I didn't expect..." Arshavin sighed.

Even now, as long as Chen Yingxiong gets the ball, he is greeted with piercing boos at home.

There was no sign of weakening because of Chen Yingxiong's continuous goals. So far, Chen Yingxiong has scored six goals in half a season, which is not bad.

Chen Yingxiong heyed and said, "This is no longer a question of whether or not I score goals."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I said, I want to turn their boos into cheers and worship for me." Chen Yingxiong said with his head held high.

"Is that... possible?" Arshavin thought it was very difficult. He had seen how serious the fans' stubbornness was.

"Who cares so much! Anyway, I'll just fight them!" Chen Yingxiong shook his head. He didn't care about these fans' attitude towards him. It was very simple, as long as he could continue to score goals, he didn't believe that those fans could continue to boo. Otherwise, every goal he scores would be slapping them in the face. Then we'll see how swollen these people's faces will be at that time…

Arshavin smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was already completely familiar with Chen Yingxiong. That was his personality, and he always seemed to like to make trouble for himself. He was like this at Zenit, and he didn't restrain himself at all when he came to Napoli.

This personality... it's impossible not to suffer. I don't know if this period of experience counts as suffering for him. But judging from his reaction, he seems to regard this as a challenge?

Just like the challenge of locking in the league's top scorer in eleven rounds of league matches...

Arshavin would never be able to do such a thing. He is not the kind of person who has a tendency to be masochistic.

But... sometimes he is quite envious of Chen Yingxiong, because he can do whatever he wants and do what he wants to do, and no one will say anything about him, because that's the impression he gives people.

What about himself? He is bound by too many rules and regulations. He also wants to make a scene like Chen Yingxiong wantonly—of course, it's okay to do it occasionally, but if he lived in Chen Yingxiong's life every day, he probably wouldn't be able to stand it either.

Think about it, when he plays in his home stadium, he will hear huge boos every time he touches the ball, which are completely aimed at him alone. He can't even go to those well-known restaurants for dinner, and he has to bring a bodyguard when he goes out to train. Regardless of whether he scores goals or not, the fans and the media will criticize him... Living under such pressure, perhaps only someone with a super strong heart like Chen Yingxiong can do it?

As a friend, what can I do for him?

He raised his glass: "Okay. Now that I'm here, the days when no one passed the ball to you are over!"

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ps, the sealed push will start tomorrow afternoon, so the outbreak will start tomorrow afternoon~ There will be a guaranteed update at 8 am, and there will be three updates starting from the afternoon tomorrow to complete the first day of the outbreak.

There will be another outbreak on the 7th, also with four updates~

I wish you all a happy reading!