Three hundred and sixtieth chapters individual goals
Blue water patterns ripple on the huge glass windows on the second floor. The pink-dominated hall is soft and warm. Three beautiful women are sitting on the milky white sofa, staring at the big screen filled with people. (
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"Yeah, yeah, Xiao, you are the best!"
"A big pervert, a lecher, so ugly, a bastard, I'm so angry that I won't watch anymore."
Wearing a white navel top and baggy black trousers, the casual and elegant Avril was dancing excitedly on the sofa when she saw Xiao Ge's goal. Her slender waist was full of movement, but she looked at the blond beauty kneeling half-naked.
Asking for love in front of Xiao Ge, a surge of anger came up, and she kicked the pillow out. With an unhappy look on her face, she sat down cross-legged and pouted. As time went by, Avril could no longer be detached from Xiao Ge, but
Everything is affected by him.
"That woman should be blamed. Brother is not wrong." Wearing a black fashionable T-shirt, whitened light gray jeans, a slender and graceful figure, long wavy hair, and elegant and refined Emma looked a bit mature. At this time
Seeing his brother surrounded by so many beautiful women, his smart eyes dimmed, he tilted his head and defended feebly, looking foolishly cute.
"You mean it's all my fault." The sensitive Avril was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and howled like a little lioness.
"I thought you knew it all along." Emma is not that stupid about other women.
"You..., hum, who is like you, a silly girl."
"Hey, I don't have to spend money on this shopping. My hands are sore."
"Damn it! A prodigal! A liar! Emma is a disgusting girl!"
"It's a pity. I am a woman, not a girl,"
"ah!!!"
Avril has never been able to compete with Emma in a quarrel, of course. Not many people are willing to do anything in front of Emma.
"Haha, you guys, okay, Emma, don't be angry with Avril."
Seeing Avril Lavigne baring her teeth and claws in anger, and Emma looking calm and calm, Nangong Ziyu was a little funny, giving the childish Avril a step down.
These two people are really a pair of enemy sisters. Although they usually quarrel fiercely, this situation makes the relationship between the two people even closer. No matter what they do, they will pull each other along. They can be said to be a different kind of best friends. Even without Xiao Ge's
If they exist, they won't be alienated. Maybe they will become even closer.
"Hmph, who said I was angry? If I were angry, it would be the big bad guy." Avril is not a good girl who admits defeat.
"Sister Ziyu, how do you feel?" She made the other party angry again. Emma had no time to comfort Avril, who was always stubborn and refused to admit defeat, but looked at Nangong Ziyu with concern.
"It's okay, it's only been a little over a month and I don't feel much."
Nangong Ziyu subconsciously touched her belly. It was still so smooth, but Nangong Ziyu felt a slight throbbing in her body. She couldn't help but reveal a sweet smile, as if she was carrying a nude dress on her green jade hands.
So crystal clear, coupled with that sweet smile, nestled in the milky white sofa, Nangong Ziyu looks so sacred, so beautiful that no one dares to blaspheme it.
Looking at Nangong Ziyu's happy and contented look, even though she was prepared in her heart, when the sadness couldn't help but hit her heart, it still made Avril and Emma feel uncomfortable. They were silent, and their eyes fell on the tall figure on the big screen.
Above, one cat is sitting with its legs bent, grinding its teeth viciously, while the other one is leaning slightly, dragging his cheek with his right hand, showing a bit of wisdom in his elegance, and no change in his face can be seen.
"Big bad guy, you have no choice this time."
Looking at Shuang Ai's twinkling eyes staring at Xiao Ge, Nangong Ziyu couldn't help but say something in her heart, which included emotion, intolerance, determination and cruelty.
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As soon as he returned to the locker room, Wenger, who didn't say anything on the sidelines in the first half, immediately darkened his face and glanced at every player. None of the Arsenal players dared to touch Wenger's eyes, knowing that he was playing in the first half.
It didn't go well, and I felt a little uneasy.
"I was very disappointed in the first half. Although we were ahead, I couldn't see anything that you should be happy about. Our possession of the ball was even ten percentage points behind the opponent, and we made constant mistakes in coordination. What about your offense! Even
You are also frequently out of position on defense! Your performance on the court is a complete laggard!"
Seeing that his players had been tamed by him, Wenger spoke in a dissatisfied tone, pointing out every shortcoming of Arsenal in the first half. Although he was calm for a while, when it came to the mistakes they made, Wenger's voice was still loud.
"In the second half, I don't want to see a similar situation. I want you to complete the tasks I assigned before the game and focus your attention. No matter what you encounter off the court, I want you to concentrate on playing this game well. You
The glory is only in the last forty-five minutes, and we are leading, playing our rhythm, and completing all our domestic games. This will be an unprecedented glory, do you hear me clearly!"
"Listen clearly!"
There were not too many arrangements, because Wenger knew very well that the reason why his team was in an unfavorable situation in the first half was entirely due to their own problems. Fortunately, he was still in the lead in terms of the score, and Wenger did not need to do anything.
Change, blindly emphasizing defense will only make your own players constrained.
"Xiao, go and talk to them, just like you did in the first half." Wenger specifically asked Xiao Ge, as always, he took it seriously.
"Well, thank you, teacher." Xiao Ge didn't expect that Wenger would give him such an opportunity at this time. Looking at the old man's gentle eyes, Xiao Ge was startled for a moment. He knew the old man's choice and felt that Wenger was treating him.
Xiao Ge didn't know what to say, so he turned it into a thank you.
"This is what I have proven through my own efforts, Xiao. I only want to win this game." Wenger gently patted Xiao Ge's shoulder, walked away quietly, and took the tactical board handed over by Pat with a serious look.
It fell to Ashley Cole.
"Victory or regret, there are only two choices. I want the former, do you understand, captain?"
After being scolded by his boss, the locker room seemed extremely quiet. Everyone was probably thinking deeply. Xiao Ge sat next to the silent Henry and took the initiative to speak.
"Victory or regret? Xiao, everyone wants the former, but sometimes it is difficult." Henry looked at Xiao Ge, patted Xiao Ge's shoulder and said with emotion.
"I know, so I am bound to win this game." Xiao Ge's eyes became more determined.
"I understand, Xiao, this will be one of our best games, believe me." Henry nodded, his tone becoming affirmative.
"Hey, Robin, Cesc, congratulate me, I'm going to be a father, haha."
Watching the two best friends recovering their strength on the side, Xiao Ge shared his sweetest news so far in a low voice.
"What?! You..."
"Shh, damn it! I don't want to announce it yet, so keep your voice down."
Van Persie almost screamed when he heard the news. Xiao Ge quickly covered his mouth. He knew that he had harmed his friends in this way. If everyone knew about it, the Millennium Stadium would be full by now. It was game time, and Xiao Ge didn't want to get too excited.
Many people know it.
"**! Let me tell you, in the past two days, Xiao has been smiling stupidly, holding his mobile phone, and acting stupidly like Robin. It turns out..."
"say what!"""
Before Fabregas could finish his envy, jealousy, hatred and contempt, he was caught in the head by two expectant fathers.
"Hehe, it's nothing, it's nothing, hehe."
Of the two opponents, Fabregas has always been more "aware of current affairs" and quickly apologized to please him.
"Xiao, please tell me which one it is? It can't be Knightley, Emma?"
"Avril is also possible. An and Ji Li have also come back during this time. Which one of them is it? Or does she have a new love?"
To eliminate the contradiction, Van Persie and Fabregas quickly asked, there are too many women named Xiao Ge, it is really difficult to estimate.
"Want to know?" Xiao Ge crossed his hands and got excited.
"Think!" The two of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Who is so unfortunate?"
"Haha, I won't tell you." It's okay to be upset.
"**, I told Emma to go." "I also have Avril's phone number."
"They all know."
"Oh——, then it's not them who can make them accept it so calmly. If you were not killed and quartered by them, then this person..."
"Hmm - Qiaoji and the others have been back for too short a period of time, so they can't get pregnant. It's good that you haven't been squeezed into powder by them. It's also impossible for you to have sex, and you can't do such a thing without asking us to cover it.
, so this person is..."
"Nangong! Hahaha!"
The two pairs of wretched eyes flashed with excitement. They looked at each other and smiled, a little crazy.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"I can see your throat, Robin, what are you laughing at?"
"Ceske, the saliva is spitting out!"
...
The obscene laughter finally aroused public outrage. The other Arsenal players looked at them in confusion: You are stupid, these two idiots.
"It's okay, it's okay, the situation is good, they are crazy about it, you guys rest, rest."
"Okay, damn it, we are football players, not detectives!" Xiao Ge cursed fiercely.
"A detective is a player who can find any opportunity in a complicated environment. This is one of the necessary conditions for an excellent midfielder." With bare feet, open the index finger, middle finger and thumb of the left hand, and stick the fingertips on
On the left side of his slightly tilted head, Fabregas closed his eyes and sighed in a low voice.
"A player can be a detective and can hit the target in the face of various interferences. This is one of the necessary conditions for an excellent striker." Shirtless, staring at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, with a lonely expression, Van Persie
His eyes were filled with indifference and he was moaning thoughtfully.
"So..." "So..."
"Yeah!" "Yeah!"
"**!" If it hadn't been for broad daylight and the clear sky, Xiao Ge would have really wanted to kick these two stupid fools to death.
"So you should understand, victory or regret." (To be continued...)
