Penalty King, Top of the Premier League

"Emma, your Lu scored from the spot!"

Moric, whose match was a day later, excitedly told his sister the good news.

Only to receive a five-fingered mountain in return!

Moric clutched his swollen red cheek and stared at his girlfriend, Tia. "Tia, are you crazy?"

Tia was indignant. "You're the crazy one! Emma is your sister—how can you talk like that?"

Emma, standing nearby, was equally baffled. She had clearly worn underwear today.

Moric thought it over, then suddenly understood and slapped himself.

It was all because of that damn homophone joke!

"Don't you fans all call Lu Yang 'my Lu'? So when someone refers to your idol, they say 'your Lu,'" Moric explained. "Like how fans outside Arsenal tell Arsenal fans that 'your Moric is the best midfielder in the Premier League.'"

"And the commentator just said Newcastle United shouldn't be slandered as 'Penaltycastle United.' If they had to talk about penalties, they could only say Lu Yang's penalties were so reliable that they should just call him 'Lu Spot.'"

"So put them together—doesn't that make 'your Lu Spot'?"

"Your Lu scored a penalty! What's wrong with that?"

Emma thought her biological brother's reasoning made perfect sense.

She immediately opened social media, posted a photo of Lu Yang taking the penalty, tagged Everton, and wrote: "My Lu scored from the spot. Are you convinced? If not, my Lu will spot-kick you until you cry!"

Moric immediately felt that something was off and shook his head. "You're a girl. You really shouldn't be making jokes like that."

Emma nodded. "Yeah, which is why I used your account."

Moric???

Were you really not worried that Everton's players would break your brother's legs?

Your brother's legs weren't legs—they were the honey-coated little mouth you used to celebrate Lu Yang?

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