Chapter 33: A Night of Victory, the Road Opens Smoothly!
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“Schalke 04 Smash in Six Goals, Easily Defeat Hannover 96!”
“Ten Goals in Two Matches—Raul Leads the Bundesliga Scoring Chart with Four!”
“China’s Twin Stars Shine at the AMD Arena! An Epic Combination from the Pair Helps Schalke 04 Open the Scoring!”
“China’s Lin Scores Three and Assists Three—The Greatest Eighteen-Year-Old Prodigy in Bundesliga History Has Arrived!”
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It was a dazzling victory.
The names of Lin Hao and Schalke 04 had once again made headlines all across Germany.
Especially at the post-match press conference.
Old Ma was delighted that his new tactics had produced such spectacular results. He went so far as to praise Lin Hao as the strongest member of the Bundesliga’s new generation!
“Lin is the most incredible young man I have ever seen!”
“His versatility is absolutely unique!”
“You have all seen it yourselves! He has height, considerable power, and, most importantly, the ability to drop deep and organize the attack!”
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Having already signed a new contract, Old Ma no longer feared that anyone might poach his Lin.
So when a number of reporters asked why he had chosen to place an under-twenty player like Lin Hao directly into the starting lineup, Old Ma unleashed every grand compliment he had ever uttered in his life upon Lin Hao.
And what a spectacle it was!
The cramped Hannover 96 press room was packed with Chinese reporters—nearly half the room.
Two goals and one assist was already a dazzling record.
With their own manager heaping such thrilling praise upon him, it did not take long before, even in the middle of the night, a new wave of Lin Hao fever began brewing throughout his homeland.
Of course, while everyone was celebrating Lin Hao and Hao Junmin’s outstanding performances, Lin Hao—the greatest hero behind Schalke 04’s victory—had already quietly slipped into the top-floor suite of the finest hotel in Hannover.
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On the night Huntelaar had tried to play matchmaker—ah, no, introduced a friend—Lin Hao had already promised to get Frida Gustavsson a ticket.
Thus, while Lin Hao was battling it out on the pitch, Frida Gustavsson had been in the stands, cheering along with Schalke 04’s supporters every time Lin Hao scored.
As a model—
And, more importantly, as a young model newly signed by Victoria’s Secret—
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Frida Gustavsson knew very well that the fastest way to make her debut was to open a path for herself.
Besides, over the past few days, the relationship between the two of them had tacitly become that of boyfriend and girlfriend during their phone conversations.
So, the moment Lin Hao came off the pitch and picked up his phone, a private photograph Frida Gustavsson had taken the previous night, along with a room number, arrived on his phone as a multimedia message.
Frida Gustavsson knew perfectly well that the entire country would be talking about this Chinese footballer the next day.
At a time like this, it was the ideal opportunity to ride his wave of popularity.
Well—
Frida Gustavsson’s plan had been beautiful.
What she did not know, however, was that Schalke 04 had an unwritten rule for away matches.
When the team won, the man of the match had to treat the entire squad to a night out.
So even though Lin Hao knew that something special was waiting for him at the hotel, he could only grit his teeth and accompany the entire team first, making sure everyone had a good time before secretly hurrying off to the hotel.
By then, it was already three in the morning, local German time.
The paparazzo Frida Gustavsson had arranged in advance to photograph them had been too sleepy to capture Lin Hao entering the hotel for a rendezvous with the Victoria’s Secret supermodel.
What was even more frustrating for Frida Gustavsson was that she had underestimated the ……
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At seven in the morning, Lin Hao finally left the hotel completely satisfied.
As the first woman he had been with since crossing into this world—and someone with whom he had already tacitly established a relationship—Lin Hao had no intention of simply pulling up his trousers and pretending nothing had happened.
After calling the hotel to order breakfast, and leaving Frida Gustavsson a note wishing her good morning and inviting her back to Gelsenkirchen to continue being his… guest, Lin Hao finally pulled on his trousers and hurried out of the hotel.
What Lin Hao had not expected was that although the two sleeping paparazzi had failed to photograph him arriving at the hotel during the night, they had managed to capture him sneaking out in the morning.
German paparazzi worked fast!
And since Frida Gustavsson was eager to take advantage of Lin Hao’s sudden fame, the story of Lin Hao’s night with the Swedish supermodel Frida Gustavsson began spreading at the same time that the eighteen-year-old’s youthful storm swept across Germany.
“Damn it, Lin! You’ve got no loyalty! You got me drunk last night and left me with Raul, then ran off to enjoy yourself alone?”
On the team bus returning to Gelsenkirchen, Hao Junmin was naturally the first to complain about Lin Hao’s heartlessness after seeing the latest news on his phone.
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“Wow! Lin! You actually got yourself a girlfriend!”
Although Huntelaar had failed to receive an assist from Lin Hao, he had scored a goal, and he had also watched his girlfriend’s best friend officially enter service, so he naturally began teasing Lin Hao with a wicked grin.
“Fuck! It’s Frida Gustavsson!”
The others had no idea who Frida Gustavsson was, but Baumjohann—the number-one pervert at Schalke, who possessed the complete collection of every model photo book published by Victoria’s Secret since the company’s founding—let out a shocked cry.
In Baumjohann’s meticulously arranged photo collection, Frida Gustavsson held the title of the number-one fairy-like beauty, proudly labeled the Swedish little fairy.
Frida Gustavsson had always been the elven goddess in Baumjohann’s heart.
John had truly never imagined that the goddess of his dreams would somehow… be effortlessly won over by his new teammate.
A night together…
And she had not left the hotel until morning!
On top of that, she had been asleep ever since he got on the bus!
Even if John had used his backside to think, he could tell that his goddess must have…
“Who’s Frida Gustavsson?”
Of course, John knew who Frida Gustavsson was, but the others had no real knowledge of the eighteen-year-old newcomer.
“Look at your phones. Her picture’s right there!”
Er…
Once everyone had pulled out their phones, they naturally began whispering among themselves.
Hao Junmin, John, and Huntelaar all shared the same taste.
The three of them felt that Lin Hao’s night had definitely been worthwhile.
The others, however, did not see it that way.
Take Old Ma, sitting in the very front row.
Although Old Ma was getting on in years, he was passionate about fitness. Even now, he could casually run ten kilometers, truly embodying the saying that age only makes a man stronger.
Figures shaped like gourds were what Old Ma considered a real challenge.
Still, although Old Ma thought Lin Hao’s taste was somewhat questionable, he felt that its one advantage was that it would keep his player’s physical condition constantly topped up.
After all, there were no shortage of cases in which young players had their futures ruined by women!
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