Football: Signing in at the beginning is a reactionary kick and a quick shot

Chapter 223

"Mr. Pearson," said the bald head with a smile, "I don't mind going for a drink together in the evening, but it should be after I report to you about my work." We've just received the news that Jose Mourinho has given everyone in the squad, players, coaches, first-team chefs for tomorrow.

Pearson's originally smiling face shrugged down.

"Damn, does he look down on us?" Former England international and defender Pearson seems to see himself and Jose Mourinho on the pitch at the moment, and Mourinho is dribbling the ball with fancy moves, defiant and trying to pass his own defense.

As a defender, can this be tolerated?

"I don't know about that..." replied the bald employee.

Pearson's expression was gloomy, and after a moment he said expressionlessly: "I'm afraid I can't go to drink with you tonight, because I have to adjust our tactics against Chelsea on the weekend."

"What are you going to do?"

"We've won anyway," Pearson sneered, "then let Chelsea see our attacking firepower and maybe catch this group of arrogant Londoners by surprise." "

......

"Tang Chi is advancing with the ball on the wing!"

Chen Huan leaned back on the sofa and watched the club game of Tang Chi, a national team teammate wearing a Lens jersey on the TV.

"Tang Chi used speed on the wing to eat Paris Saint-Germain's full-back and passed the ball to the center, and the center received a pass from Tang Chi, and he faced the central defender's continuous shaking foot shot!"

"The ball was shot a little right and was saved by the goalkeeper. Is there a chance of a make-up shot? Tang Chi got up in the box and shot!

"The ball is in!"

In the TV picture, Tang Chi rushed out of the forbidden area, waving his arms vigorously to vent his emotions.

'We can see Paris Saint-Germain's star Ibrahimovic complaining to his team-mates about this, and I bet the Swedish star will remember Don Chi for that. Narrator: Xiao Mengdao.

Xiao Meng's partner Zhao Hao answered: "That's right, Tang Chi's performance on the wing today is impressive, especially his speed advantage on the wing.

Chen Huan sat on the sofa and looked at Tang Chi, who was celebrating wildly, smiled and touched out his mobile phone to send a message in the "National Football Winning Team".

"When the competition is over, remember to shout Tang Chi to send red envelopes."

There was silence in the group, and no one responded.

Only then did Chen Huan remember the time difference between home and abroad, and his teammates should be sleeping now.

He had to stubbornly @ Tang Chi alone.

"Everton must win-"

There was a sudden shout outside the window, Chen Huan put down his mobile phone and came to the window, he looked outside, and found that there were about a dozen rickety drunks shouting outside the hotel where Manchester United were staying today.

"Oh my God..." Chen Huan shook his head.

He knew the police would come later, but they might not be able to stop the drunk Everton fans.

Maybe even a bunch of Everton fans will gather to make trouble, and what they want is to keep the Manchester United players who will play Everton tomorrow from getting a good night's sleep.

Chen Huan sat back on the bed, opened her backpack, and felt out a plastic box with a pair of soundproof earplugs inside.

"Uncomfortable is uncomfortable, but at least it will allow me to get a good night's sleep."

"Ding-"

The mobile phone placed in the living room rang, Chen Huan left from the bedroom and came to the living room, he picked up the mobile phone and glanced up at the TV.

In this short meeting, Paris Saint-Germain had already equalized the score.

Uruguayan star Edinson Cavani, who has long curly hair, is making a classic bow-bending pose to the camera.

"It's pitiful..." A

video application for his girlfriend Timothy appeared on the mobile phone screen, Chen Huan connected the video, and then leaned on the sofa to find a comfortable position.

"Did you just finish study hall?" Chen Huan judged through the background picture of his girlfriend in the small window of the screen that the other party should be in front of the library of the University of Manchester.

"Yes, I'm going to faint from exhaustion. Are you so noisy over there, and are there extreme fans making trouble?

"That's right." Chen Huan showed a miserable look and stretched out her mobile phone in the direction of the bedroom window.

"Hey, big star, how are you?" At this time, another woman's voice sounded on the phone.

This is his girlfriend's best friend, Manchester City Women's Under-18 player Markovich.

She is a striker from Croatia who reportedly did not train in professional football until she was 14.

Chen Huan knew that Malkovich met because he learned English with Timothy, and Chen Huan because Malkovich met each other a few times when he came to his house to find Timothy, and he was familiar with each other, "Hi, good evening." Chen Huan greeted with a smile.

"You're going to face Everton tomorrow, aren't you? I don't want you to win. The girl who looked like Angelina Jolie said with a smile.

"Why?"

"You also have to ask who let you take out Manchester City 2-1 in the last game." Markovich grimaced at the camera and disappeared into the camera.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, come on tomorrow." Timothy said with a smile.

"Well, please tell the young lady from Croatia that I will win tomorrow's game." Chen Huan smiled and said a few other words with Timothy before ending the video call.

Under the plane tree, Timothy put away her phone and saw Malkovich giggling at her.

"What's wrong?"

"Teacher, will you marry Chen?"

Timothy had not thought about this question concretely and did not answer it immediately.

She and Chen Huan have not yet graduated from college, and the other is also 19 years old.

"Why do you ask that?" Timothy asked rhetorically.

"Because Chen is very handsome and a young and promising star, I think he will definitely become a player like Ronaldo and Messi in the future, so..." Malkovic did not continue, laughing again.

"In short, in our Manchester City women's team, people have begun to collect Chen's posters, teacher, you have to hurry."

As if she had just figured it out, Timothy smiled and shook her head, "Who can see the future clearly?" Let's get over the matter first, do you know what the most important thing is right now for you and me? "

What is it?"

"I'm preparing to graduate, and you have to move from the echelon to the first team as soon as possible."

Markovich couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, "It seems that I started professional training too late, and now I can't keep up with others."

"Then you have to redouble your efforts, have I told you how Chen got a foothold at Manchester United?"

"Nope." Markovich shook his head.