.Clint Eastwood is a reporter and editor of the "Walleheim Evening Post". This distribution scope is limited to Walleheim, and the circulation of newspapers is only a few thousand copies, but it is one of the favorite newspapers of the locals. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper for this newspaper is to "make it as indispensable as toilet paper", and Eastwood is responsible for the most important sports version of the "Walleheim Newspaper". With the merger and successful upgrades, the sports page has attracted more and more attention. Because of this, the newspaper has even adjusted the distribution time and has become published on Monday and Friday.

Eastwood is writing a commentary article about the team today. The team's record of one draw and one loss has disappointed many people. As a local media in Valleheim, of course, we must stand on the team's side at this moment and cheer up. So what is the title of this comment? Maybe after this routine interview this morning, there will be new inspiration, because today's problems can be very different from the past.

From last night to this morning, it was perhaps the longest time that Master Yang had spent. He was a little confused when he was working at night, but fortunately, Master Yang felt that he was pretending to be pretty good, and no one seemed to notice his abnormality. When he returned to the house where he lived, Master Yang plunged into the quilt - a person, a bed, and couldn't sleep all night. In the morning, Dupree called and said that his feet were getting better and better, and Master Yang wouldn't be able to send him to Chinatown. This may be the only good news that Master Yang received. But the call immediately made Master Yang's heart heavier again. Ms. Lisa, secretary of Chairman Na'aisen, called and asked Mr. Yang to first go to the logistics supervisor Mr. Louis to sign a team app for the app, and then go to the conference room to participate in a routine interview. Mr. Yang smiled bitterly. It seemed that Mr. Na'aisen didn't know that he was causing big trouble.

To sort out his mood and clothes, Mrs. Yang came to the office of the club's logistics manager, and Mrs. Farian, the administrative manager who manages the warehouse, was also here. Mrs. Yang signed his name on an application form for the team clothes.

Mr. Louis closed the form and said, "Yang, it will take a few days to get the jersey. This must be signed by the chairman and the head coach. I will notify you at that time."

"Okay, thank you." Mr. Yang reluctantly smiled at Louis.

"Yang, why didn't you come yesterday? You don't look very good." Mrs. Farian said familiarly.

"Oh, I had some minor trouble yesterday." If "buying drugs" is considered minor trouble.

"Then I wish you good luck." Mrs. Farian waved.

"Thank you, see you in the afternoon."

Mr. Yang, who accepted Mrs. Farian's blessing, left the logistics office and went to the third floor. He greeted Ms. Lisa in front of the door. Mr. Yang knocked on the door of the conference room. In the conference room, Na'aisen and Barrier were chatting. When he saw Mr. Yang coming, Na'aisen clicked on the chair next to him and asked him to sit down.

"Master Yang, have you changed your underwear?" Na'erson narrowed his eyes and asked Master Yang with a smile. It seems that Ballier has told him about the matter, and Master Yang has let go of his heart. The joke now may be because of a storm after a while.

"Uh...of course, I washed my underwear. However, the charges will not be washed away because of this." Mr. Yang answered helplessly.

"Try putting your underwear outside next time. Don't worry, I heard from Carl about your affairs, and the club's legal counsel will help you. Today I have a routine interview, which happened to introduce you and Barrier to our reporters from Valleheim Evening Post."

As he was talking, Coach Du Rui walked in with a strange man. The strange man enthusiastically said to Na Eisen: "Long time no see, Mr. Chairman."

"It's not been a long time, come, let me introduce it to you. This is..." Na'erson pointed at Balier.

The strange man stretched out his right hand to Barrier: "Mr. Carl Barrier, welcome back. My name is Clint Eastwood, a reporter and editor of the sports edition of the Valleheim Evening Post." Barrier reached out and shook with him.

Na'Eisen continued: "Mr. Barrier is now the club's new football director. I want to keep it a secret and let you guess."

Eastwood turned his hand to Master Yang and said, "I only know half of it, this gentleman needs to introduce it."

"This is the newly hired coach of our club. Mr. Yang is from China."

"Oh, it's you. Hello Chinese boy. I'm glad to see you."

Master Yang held Eastwood's hand and smiled politely. Eastwood sat on the chair with a familiarity, opened the recording pen and notebook he carried with him, and said to Na Eisen and others: "Then let's start."

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In the martial arts training ground of the Jingwu Gymnastics Association, Varez sat opposite his grandfather named Chen. Judging from Varez's breathless look, Varez was obviously tested for martial arts by his grandfather again.

"Grandpa, do you want me to play football?" Vares wiped his sweat.

"This is not a way out, either." The old man twisted his beard.

Vares lowered his head and thought, "But my charge has not been cleared yet. You heard it last time, they would not ask for a criminal, I have to find the scum who framed me first." As he said that, he clenched his fists, and the erect muscle mass on his arm jumped.

Grandpa Chen still closed his eyes and rested, and the eight winds remained unmoved: "The pure one will be clear. Don't look for those people, those people will jump out by themselves."

Vares widened his eyes: "Really."

Grandpa Chen did not answer, as if he had already entered a state of meditation. He said in his heart - his grandmother, only ghosts know that this is not comforting you.

"Coach Dury, do you have anything to say to the fans about the team's current record?" Eastwood asked.

"We have just been promoted to the second grade and are still not adapted. Thanks to the fans for supporting us as always. We are confident that we can repay the fans with a victory. Our goal for the season is to reach the top six, and this goal will not change."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Dury. The next question may be a bit tricky, but I hope you can answer it." Eastwood continued to ask, "It is said that in yesterday's training, a player was late for about an hour, and that player turned out to be our top scorer of last season. Someone said that Glomos was wandering at the door of a bar late the night before yesterday. Will this lateness affect the team's lineup arrangement on Sunday?" Eastwood looked around. Coach Dury's face changed, and Na'Eisen and Barrier's face also became serious.

Du Rui and Na Eisen looked at each other, and Na Eisen signaled to Du Rui to say. "I will discuss the punishment for him by Mr. Chairman. The team is a disciplined whole and he will receive the punishment he deserves. As for the team's lineup, we will adjust according to the opponent's situation. You will know whether he can play before Sunday's game."

Eastwood was obviously not willing to answer this formality, and then asked: "He was absent in the first game. Is it because of this?"

"I missed the last game because of his diarrhea," Na'Aisen interjected.

"Okay, let me ask the next question. This question may be even more difficult than just now, so I don't know who to ask. Yesterday, my friend from the police station said that he met Mr. Barrier, and Mr. Barrier went to the police station to bail the Chinese boy, Yang. The reason he was detained was that he was 'suspected to buy and sell drugs'. At the same time, a gangster from Valleheim Middle School was arrested. I wonder if I can understand this story?" Eastwood looked around at the few people present. After hearing his words, Du Rui turned his body and looked at Barrier and Master Yang. Master Yang lowered his head in a pin and needle.

Na'Eisen remained silent: "Mr. Eastwood does not conform to the strategic agreement between our club and the newspaper. Today's problem can exceed my imagination."

Eastwood owed and said to Na'Eisen: "I can only say sorry about the previous question. But the second question is wrong. I will ask you because of my consideration of the club's image."

"Oh? Let's talk about why this is first?" Na'erson pointed at the table with his finger.

"You know that every reporter has his own source of clues. Unfortunately, my colleague Billy Cowan from the Standard Times also got the same news as me. It is very likely that his news is more detailed than mine. Think about it, the newly appointed football director, who went to bail the newly hired coach, and the new coach was suspected of drugs. You can imagine how he would write it." The Standard Times is a newspaper similar to the British Sun, and Billy Cowan has the title of "Gay Fox" in the Standard Times. It is a slutty, vulgar, and useless means. It is the industry's adjectives to him, and he himself regards these adjectives as praise, making it worse. A few people except Mr. Yang can completely imagine what this news subject will look like when he is in his mouth.

"It seems that I have to let you understand the whole process." Na'Aisen held the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said slowly.

"Or, you can fire him directly, and I will help you publish a statement in the newspaper saying that this matter has nothing to do with the club." Eastwood said, turning his head to look at Master Yang. When Master Yang heard this, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Eastwood was right, this is the simplest way to deal with it and the most effective - the team is clean and compatible - at most it is just a few words that make people say "unknown to the employer". Master Yang looked at Na'aisen's face and felt complicated. It seemed that the team clothes he applied for could not be worn.

"Then Master Yang, just tell your story to Mr. Journalist." Na'Eisen looked at Master Yang and said this. Master Yang breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and told Eastwood about the incident. Eastwood was listening and recording, and Coach Du Rui also listened to Master Yang with all concentration.

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"So that's the case. You and him are both framed, and another person who was framed may become a Valleheim player? - This is really strange than what I said just now." Eastwood said with a smile on his hands against the Sun.

Na'erson shrugged: "No matter what, Mr. Barrier and I believe more of this statement. Barrier and Yang will not do anything to harm the team. The club will stand firmly on their side and make all efforts for Yang's innocence. This is my attitude and the attitude of the club. Coach Du Rui also said just now that the team is a disciplined 'whole' and 'whole' means - we will not betray a member of any team, no matter if he joins the team for one day or an hour. Because of trust, we exist together." The old man said and nodded to Mr. Yang.

"So, there is no need for me to write that statement for you. Then how are you going to deal with the negative news about Billy Cowan?" Eastwood closed the book.

Na'Eisen thought for a while and said, "I think you can write this story as a truth, just sing a drama against Billy Cowan."

Eastwood's eyes suddenly lit up: "I know how to write it! And you have also given me a good title for this week's commentary article." As he said that, Eastwood stood up and prepared to say goodbye. "The interview with Mr. Barrier can only be put for next week. I really can't help but go back and finish tomorrow's manuscript."

"It's better not to interview me." Balier stretched out his hand with a cold face.

Eastwood was stunned for a moment, and Naeson said to the side, "He is very shy." Eastwood laughed and walked out of the conference room. When Eastwood was at the door, he suddenly turned around and said to Duri: "Coach Duri, please rest assured, I promise that the bar incident will not appear in the newspaper."

After Eastwood left, a brief silence fell into the conference room. Master Yang looked at Na'erson, Barrier, and Du Rui.

"sorry."

"Needless to say sorry." Du Rui waved his hand, "I'll notify me in advance what happens next time. Also, don't be late for training in the afternoon. Nothing is going to happen, I'll leave first."

After Du Rui said that, he stood up and walked towards the door of the conference room. At this time, Ms. Lisa was standing at the door with a document. "You are here, sign your name." Du Rui glanced at the folder in his hand and signed her name. Ms. Lisa then put the document in front of Na'erson. "There are a few documents that require you to sign today." Ms. Lisa walked out of the conference room.

Master Yang said to Balier: "Are Mr. Du Rui still angry with me?"

"I have no idea."

Na Aisen opened the folder and glanced at the file on it. "I think, no." Na Aisen put the folder in front of Master Yang. "What do you think is this?"
Chapter completed!