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Chapter 22 God (2)

 In the stands, Xu Qinglian snatched Li Jun’s laptop and sent a message using Wang Ai’s Weibo account amidst Li Jun’s uneasy expression: Breaking the four-month league scoring drought!

Less than ten seconds after I posted it, a comment came: How petty.

Xu Qinglian laughed and pushed the computer back to Li Jun: "That's it!"

The field resumed operation. Villa was not willing to let their good situation be equalized, and Manchester City also raised the hope of winning, so the game became more intense. In addition, both sides were relatively rough at the beginning of the league, so it turned out to be a wonderful fight.

of offensive battle.

However, Manchester City has a super giant who has been recharging his energy for half a month!

In the 85th minute of the game, just six minutes after the previous goal, to be precise, Villa kicked off, attacked, Manchester City destroyed, counterattacked, Villa destroyed and counterattacked, and Manchester City destroyed again, Yaya Toure was in the center circle

He sent an overhead ball, and then stood there and watched his super giant teammate, who was more than five meters behind the opponent's central defender, ran out 30 meters and was the first to touch the ball. After running with the ball again, the opponent's central defender just couldn't catch up.

Go up, and finally go to the meeting alone, and another shot.

After Wang Ai completed his shot and jumped over the sliding body of the opponent's goalkeeper, he did not look at the fans behind the goal who looked disappointed and disbelieving. Instead, he ran around the corner and jogged towards his teammates. He was beaten twice.

Wang Ai's speed hit the Villa defender who was completely injured and lowered his head deeply. I deliberately left a distance of five meters. What should I do?

I really can't catch up.

This may be the most unreasonable anti-offside technique, right? Why the hell don't you go to Bolt to play with it.

Xuan Xuan's passionate narration in the middle of the CCTV live broadcast: "Talent, talent, Xiao Wanger is freely displaying his talent on the soil of England again. Every superstar has one or more unsolvable abilities. In this summer

After God became the fastest yellow man, everyone knew that his talent was speed. However, this is the most unsolvable talent, because once you know it, you still can't catch up."

At the Shanghai Genbao Football Base, Mr. Jin Bosi is a gentle man wearing glasses, but at this moment he is banging the table and scolding his mother: "Don't learn from him. Having skills without using your body is nothing!"

A young player raised his hand timidly: "Coach, didn't you say you should fight until the end and fight physically?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Jimbos glanced over coldly, and after the young player lowered his head in fear, he said, "The question is, do you have his body?"

As he said that, Mr. Jinbos pointed at the TV: "He is a bad example. It's a shame that I woke you up so late at night to watch the game. You know, I won't let you watch it. If you don't have the body, you can imitate him."

How to learn how to die, do you remember?"

I don’t know since when, Mr. Jinbosi has become more and more fond of analyzing the game from Wang Ai’s opponent’s side. Probably because Wang Ai’s side has won too many games and there is nothing to analyze, and he doesn’t want his players to watch the game.

Watching the excitement, he became more and more dissatisfied with Wang Ai's frequent use of his physical advantages... Why don't I have such outstanding talent?

At this stage of the game, it was Villa whose confidence collapsed. The stands were either silent or the fans left the field. The last few minutes of the game turned into a futile struggle. With the referee's long whistle

Sound, this go-ahead vs. go-ahead game finally came to an end. Thousands of fans finally broke away from this twists and turns of the game. They should celebrate and be depressed.

After the game, the Manchester City team did not stay but returned to East Manchester overnight. Wang Ai got off the car near the club door and got into his Iveco. As soon as he got in the car, Xu Qinglian asked: "Where are the clothes? Where are the clothes?"

"What? I'm not shirtless either." Wang Ai said strangely.

"To celebrate you breaking the four-month goal drought, I sold your jersey!" Xu Qinglian stared at her eyes and waved: "Where are the clothes."

Valley doctor

"No, in order to celebrate my breaking the four-month scoring drought, shouldn't I keep it as a souvenir?" Wang Ai asked as he took out the wet clothes from his bag: "It hasn't been washed yet."

"They said they wanted the original flavor." Xu Qinglian also pushed Wang Ai's hand in disgust.

"Don't worry, it's all sweaty. It might be soaked by the mail." Wang Ai took the jersey back and asked, "Who did you sell it to? How much did it cost?"

"As for the big V who said last time that you were stuck in a four-month goal drought, after you scored your first goal, I made a joke on your Weibo saying that you broke the goal drought. The opponent was really alert and immediately followed the goal.

I crawled over to buy this jersey, so I sold it to him. I asked him to give me the money, and I would donate it directly to the Red Cross anyway."

"Oh." Wang Ai nodded: "It's hype."

"Yes, the other party is originally a hype, so he should always pay attention to our Weibo. After I said that, he immediately discovered a new hype opportunity. When he gets this jersey, he will definitely write a lot about it.

Maybe he will become our die-hard supporter in the future.”

"Why repay kindness with kindness?" Leonie, who was sitting by the window, suddenly said a line from "The Analects of Confucius".

"Full of losses, modesty of benefits." Xu Qinglian raised her head with a smile and used "Shang Shu" to defend herself.

"A proud dragon has regrets." Seeing the two of them confronting each other, Huang Xin quickly calmed down the situation with a line from the Book of Changes.

Li Jun, the tool man who was watching the whole process, was trembling: I seem to be a college undergraduate. What did I study? I know these words, why can’t I remember them? At this moment, Li Jun missed those simple and good people in the criminal police team even more

.

When they got home, everyone got together and cooked the meal in less than 20 minutes, because the game was in the afternoon, so the journey was relatively short, otherwise they should have eaten in Birmingham. After the meal, everyone talked and laughed for a while, and Wang Ai got up to get it.

Training clothes and shoes, Huang Xin unexpectedly asked: "Did you compete today?"

"Yeah." Wang Ai turned around and smiled: "But I haven't been active much, and my condition is average."

"You scored two goals in less than 20 minutes and are still in average condition?" Li Jun finally got the chance to speak, because he would also be forced to change clothes and go out for a run.

"Using speed to fight hard is not a skill." Wang Ai actually said the same thing to Xu Genbao, who was thousands of miles away: "After all, I am not Bolt. Vera is not ready this time. Next time, the opponent should send a fast one."

The central defender was guarding me."

"The next opponent..." Li Jun suddenly fell silent.

"Bayern." Leonie shook her head: "It's really unexpected to face Bayern so soon."

"Who would have thought of that?" Wang Ai bent over to change his shoes.

"What...are you going to do? Professionalism or deep friendship?"

Wang Ai straightened up, straightened out his training clothes, walked to the door and turned around and said, "Our home court."


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