The Sun Never Misses!

"Hey, Momo, what the hell happened to you? Without me, you turned into Mr. Round of 16?" Lu Yang bombarded Moric with voice messages.

He was wildly rubbing salt into Moric's wounds.

Arsenal's Champions League defeat had surely left Moric devastated. Lu Yang was using their own special way to motivate him.

He believed Moric would understand.

Ding-dong.

Moric replied with a voice message. "Beep, beep, beep your uncle! What's so great about you, beep beep beep..."

That fragrant voice message conveyed Moric's gratitude to perfection.

Moric said, "By the way, you bastard, it looks like you're in trouble now. Some Barcelona fans think you faked an injury to refuse to play. They're arguing about it like crazy."

Lu Yang laughed. "How did I fake an injury?"

Moric sent over a screenshot.

It was a picture Sophia had posted. She was sitting on Lu Yang's back, taking a selfie, while Lu Yang was doing push-ups!

It was from Sophia's social media post, complete with a timestamp.

The time was exactly the night Barcelona announced that Lu Yang would not start because of lower-back discomfort.

The picture had been posted several hours after Barcelona's official announcement.

So it was certain that Lu Yang had no back injury.

Otherwise... could he have carried Sophia?

Since you weren't injured, why did you fake one?

Some Barcelona fans had already started making a fuss over it.

"The team said I had lower-back discomfort. I didn't say it myself." Lu Yang was completely unconcerned. "It's already a good thing that I didn't fly straight back home to recover from an injury."

"Besides, if I really had a back injury, Barcelona should be preparing for next year's Champions League by now. Would they still have time to sit around discussing whether I faked an injury or