Lin Hai Ting Tao

Chapter 336 You Don't Understand Balotelli's World (First, Seeking Guaranteed Monthly Tickets!)

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The noise behind him was really loud, making it impossible to ignore. The noise was mixed with whistles and shouts.

Chen Hero and Cassano turned their heads to look at the source of the noise.

Near the entrance, the lights were dim, and Chen Hero didn't see anyone... No, wait, that's not true.

He saw a crescent moon and two white stars in the darkness...

But where did the moon and stars come from in this city?

After his eyes adjusted to the dimness of the entrance, he realized that it wasn't the moon and stars, but a black man's teeth and the whites of his eyes...

At first glance, it was really creepy.

Looking again, besides the crescent moon and two stars, there were also some pink things fluttering up and down on either side—the black brother's hands.

"Chris! Chris! Chris—woo-woo-woo-woo!" The black brother shouted a woman's name loudly in the nightclub, as if there was no one else around. Chen Hero scanned around, but didn't see any woman getting up to respond to the black brother.

Probably just being sentimental here...

He'd had too much to drink. This kind of situation wasn't uncommon.

Chen Hero was about to turn his head back to continue watching the striptease.

At this moment, he heard Cassano beside him say, "Huh?"

"Balotelli?"

This name made Chen Hero stop the thought of turning back to watch the striptease. He narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the person who had arrived.

At this time, the black brother had also walked to a place where the light was a little brighter, and his dark face could finally be seen a little more clearly.

He seemed a little familiar?

Looking more closely, at his expression, the way he walked, his manner... it really was that guy Balotelli!

Why had he come to Naples too?

Mario Balotelli had been famous in Italy for a long time. In the season before last, he had been promoted to the first team by Mancini, who was the coach of Inter Milan at the time. But in fact, he had already shown amazing talent when he was in Inter Milan's youth team, and had become a genius that Italian football had been paying attention to.

His photos, news, and name often appeared in the media. But as abundant as his talent was his... uh, his brainlessness.

Italian football always produced players with very strong personalities, like Cassano, like the current Balotelli. Could it be that geniuses were always different from ordinary people? Were even their brains constructed differently from ordinary people?

Balotelli often did outrageous things that caused controversy. He was also a headache for Mourinho in Inter Milan.

As Chen Hero thought about Balotelli, he didn't realize that he was also a person who was considered "stupid" and "brainless" by outsiders...

Cassano's impression of Balotelli was neither good nor bad, and they couldn't be considered friends. Although he recognized Balotelli, he didn't intend to get up and greet him.

But Balotelli looked around in the center of the nightclub, and then walked straight towards where they were!

Chen Hero was stunned for a moment. Could it be that he recognized us? But that's not right... I'm not familiar with him, he shouldn't know me...

There were many people in the nightclub, and Balotelli's arrival attracted the attention of many people—who told him to make such a high-profile entrance?

Many of those people recognized Balotelli, and they shouted Balotelli's name, and some booed him. Balotelli didn't care about any of this. He grinned and waved to those people, seeming to be in a good mood.

Then he walked to Chen Hero's side like this.

Chen Hero was considering whether to stand up and greet him, because pretending not to see him or not to know him wasn't very good...

At this moment, Balotelli raised his left arm, and then grabbed Christine. Cabrella's butt, who was standing next to Chen Hero!

Chen Hero and Cassano's jaws almost dropped...

"Whoa—" Balotelli, who had grabbed the beauty's butt, grinned and looked intoxicated... But soon the expression on his face changed, turning into confusion.

Because he had been knocked to the ground, with a knee pressing against his neck, making him only able to make meaningless sounds like "Ah-ah-ah-ah."

Cassano whistled, while Chen Hero rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

This kid actually came up to flirt with my bodyguard, really... ignorance is bliss!

The surrounding onlookers saw this scene and were even more in an uproar—no one had thought that Balotelli, who always liked to flirt with beauties in nightclubs, would be dealt with so cleanly by a beauty!

After Balotelli had been pressed on the cold ground for a while, Chen Hero finally said, "Let him go, Christine."

Cabrella then stood up from the ground and continued to stand next to Chen Hero, looking very cool.

Balotelli touched his neck, which was throbbing with pain, and got up from the ground groaning.

"I didn't mean any harm!" Balotelli spread his hands and explained. "I really didn't mean any harm, beautiful lady... huh?"

He saw Cassano sitting next to him.

"Antonio Cassano?" he asked in an uncertain voice.

Cassano decisively extended his hand, with a playful smile on his face. "Hello, Mario Balotelli."

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In the next scene, the three of them were already sitting at a table.

"I come here often!" Balotelli opened his arms and waved them around. "I have a lot of acquaintances here!"

"I can see that," Chen Hero nodded.

"I'm very famous, I have good relationships with people, I never spend money when I play here!" Balotelli continued.

A waiter came over and slammed a glass of wine heavily on the table in front of Balotelli.

Cassano also nodded. "I completely understand."

"Why are you guys here?" It was Balotelli's turn to ask.

"We're Napoli players." Chen Hero pointed to himself and Cassano. "And this is Naples." He pointed to the ground under his feet.

"Oh—" Balotelli had a look of sudden realization on his face, and then he turned his face to Christine. Cabrella, who had been standing next to Chen Hero with a stern face and without a smile: "What's your name, little lady?"

Chen Hero almost bumped his forehead.

He knew that some people called him "stupid," but compared to the person in front of him, he felt ashamed—he was still far from it!

"Do you want to be pressed to the ground again like just now, Mario?" Cassano asked him.

"Uh..." Mario shrank back, and then he lowered his head and took a sip of wine. But when he raised his head again, he looked at Cabrella again: "Don't worry, I promise I won't grab your butt again!"

Seeing him like this, Cassano and Chen Hero both laughed loudly.

This kid, although the outside world said he was brainless, he was quite cute...

"Christine is my bodyguard." Chen Hero said to Balotelli after laughing.

Balotelli finally turned his gaze to Chen Hero. This time, his eyes were filled with admiration.

"You—are—too—awe—some!" he exclaimed in an exaggerated tone.

Chen Hero enjoyed the feeling of being admired like this.

"Okay, so she's your girl, I won't compete with you." Balotelli shrugged and spread his hands, announcing his surrender.

Chen Hero smiled and turned his head to look at Christine. Cabrella. The beautiful bodyguard's face didn't show any change in expression, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking after hearing this conversation.

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Many people said that it was particularly difficult to communicate with Balotelli because his brain structure was different from that of earthlings. Perhaps in the future, when humans really encountered aliens, they could let Balotelli represent earthlings in communication?

But for now, in a nightclub in Naples, he and Chen Hero and Cassano were getting along quite well.

If the media saw this scene, they would definitely have something to say again.

—Balotelli's brain structure is different from that of earthlings, while Cassano's brain has not yet fully developed, and Chen Hero's brain always malfunctions... The three of them are a perfect match!

That's what the media would definitely say.

The three of them drank and chatted together, and by the time Balotelli ran off to pick up girls, they had exchanged phone numbers with each other.

Balotelli came alone, so naturally he could go pick up girls. What about Cassano and Chen Hero? They could only tragically go back to their respective homes.

On the way back to his home, Chen Hero asked Cabrella, who was driving him.

"Hey, Christine."

"Is there anything wrong, Mr. Chen?"

"When Balotelli said that, what were you thinking?"

"Nothing."

"Really?" Chen Hero observed Cabrella's expression through the rearview mirror, but unfortunately he could only see her eyes.

Cabrella, who was focused on driving, kept looking around, but it definitely wasn't because she was absent-minded. She sometimes stared at the front, sometimes glanced at the side mirror on the left, and then looked in the rearview mirror again.

"Really." She answered very calmly.

Chen Hero curled his lips.

Facing this woman who was impervious to persuasion, sometimes it was really boring to tease her...

"Hey, we've lived under the same roof for so long, don't you have any feelings for me?"

"We have an employment relationship, Mr. Chen."

Hearing these words, Chen Hero frowned. He sulked and didn't say anything, expressing his dissatisfaction with silence.

Until they got home, there was nothing said all the way.

Back home, Chen Hero slammed his bedroom door shut again.

Christine. Cabrella looked at the still-shaking door and shook her head.

What a childish superstar...

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Back in the bedroom, Chen Hero went straight into the dungeon space.

He'd gone out for a night, and besides drinking a bellyful of wine, he hadn't tasted anything good. He'd just watched some striptease, but that stuff could only be looked at and not touched. What was the point?

Chen Hero, who was full of pent-up frustration, decided to go to the dungeon to vent on Maldini.

Whether he was beating Maldini or Maldini was beating him.

In any case, he would use physical exhaustion to make himself forget the unhappiness in his heart.

"Come on, Maldini, let's duel!" Chen Hero in the dungeon pointed at Maldini's nose and shouted.

Maldini smiled. "You look like you're in a bad mood today."

This was a very normal conversation, because Chen Hero's bad mood was written directly on his face. It wasn't a secret.

But after Chen Hero heard these words, he was shocked, and froze in place in his original posture!