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"If the statistical standard of assists in the previous Premier League was used, Qin Xiong would have scored a hat-trick of assists in Arsenal's 3-0 win over Everton. Unfortunately, according to the current statistical standard, his long shot made Everton goalkeeper Martin make a save. After the release, Pires made a supplementary shot to score the ball, which cannot be counted as his assist, but we still enjoyed the demeanor of the European assist leader last season, and his two assists to Henry and Reyes were wonderful!"
"Why do we have to be obsessed with his field statistics? My God! Why do Japanese things become the subject of our discussion now? (Note: The Japanese league was the first to make crazy statistics of various field statistics, and then gradually formed The mainstream of European football.)”
"I think team stats reflect the importance of players more, don't they?"
"No no no! Big mistake, you look at the statistics of Zidane's performance in the French national team. If you don't know that it is Zidane, you will think that he is a pretty good player, but you know That's Zidane, you know all those assists and goals are fake! Zidane is the soul of the French team, there is no doubt that this is real football!"
"Okay, let's end this topic. Let's go back to the discussion of Qin Xiong. Your point is that Qin Xiong's contribution is greater than the field statistics he created, right?"
"Of course! There are many fans who like Qin Xiong, because his style of play perfectly combines simplicity and elegance with speed and dexterity, and his strong and brave side is also admirable. But I think his importance to Arsenal Has surpassed Vieira in the past! Because Arsenal is relying on Qin Xiong. Henry is a striker, he needs someone to deliver shells to him, he relies on Qin Xiong, Qin Xiong is too helpful to him, even let Henry is getting lazy, mind you, I don't mean lazy in a negative sense, it's Henry not needing to dribble long distances from half-time to break down the opponent's goal. That's something Henry used to do well, but it's not a form of consistency The way he scores, now, he puts more energy into scoring goals and only goals! That's enough in many games!"
......
In the gym, Qin Xiong was lying on the carpet, and Sylvia was giving him a massage.It was she who insisted on letting Qin Xiong try a new physical therapy massage technique he learned from sports medicine.But before the massage, her attention was attracted by the post-match commentary program of BBC Sports on TV.
Every time she hears others praise Qin Xiong, she always listens attentively, and when she hears that she is happy, Qin Xiong will show a strange smile on her face, silly.
Qin Xiong shook his shoulders and said, "Lying on your stomach like this is boring."
Sylvia leaned over and smiled, "Why are you bored? Didn't you hear what the football critics on TV said about you?"
"Hmph, believe it or not, if I don't perform well tomorrow. They will turn their guns and spray me with blood? I play my football well. It's my profession. They speak freely and make high-profile speeches to support their families. Everyone The profession is different, to be serious is to be really stupid.”
Sylvia patted Qin Xiong's back lightly, and complained: "I really don't know what kind of thoughts Kyle has instilled in you. How can you remain indifferent when others praise you?"
Qin Xiong said with a smile: "What Kyle said is the truth. I think what he said is right. I don't care what the media people will say to me. If my mood will be affected by one or two words of praise or belittling , then I'd be a cranky ass on the pitch."
After Sylvia listened.For some reason, she felt a little sad in her heart, she bent down and pressed against Qin Xiong's neck and fell silent.
She has been to the scene to watch Qin Xiong play football.Find out what the atmosphere is like on site.
She may not understand what happened in the stadium, but she can hear the insulting remarks of some fans in the stands.
Players need resilience!
The stronger and more famous the player, the higher the ability to withstand pressure is required!
But anti-stress is anti-stress. When some people attack you, you can't be calm anyway.
Whenever she saw hostile fans insulting or even gesturing to Qin Xiong, she felt sore in her heart.
So she also hopes to let Qin Xiong focus more on life, not to ignore football, but to bring him the good side of life as much as possible, so that he will not recall or think about those negative things at all.
After resting for a while, she straightened up and carefully massaged Qin Xiong to relax. She was very focused. This was not a whim of couple interaction, but she wanted to be proficient in this skill, and she would do this for Qin Xiong on a regular basis in the future. The massage makes his body healthier and his mind happier.
As his lover, Sylvia also enjoys this kind of work, forming a tacit understanding silently.
In the evening, Qin Xiong and Sylvia held hands and went to the restaurant he often went to near the apartment.
The black waiter Dean served Qin Xiong enthusiastically. If Qin Xiong was not a regular customer, he would not be able to tell from Dean's expression.
But he still noticed that Dean was in a bad mood, so he took the menu and asked curiously, "Are you worried?"
If it were any other guest, Dean would definitely shake his head, but he often chats with Qin Xiong, but he doesn't hide that they are true friends.
Dean said helplessly: "In the past few days, Arsenal fans and I have a common position, um, because Charlton lost to Chelsea at home."
Qin Xiong was delighted when he heard this.
Arsenal beat Everton in the same round, that is, yesterday, Chelsea defeated Charlton 2-0 in the away game. As a Charlton fan, Dean was naturally not happy.
"Okay, open a bottle of Petrus '96 today for the sake of our common enemy Chelsea."
Dean laughed and said, "No wonder you don't come here to eat before and after the match between Arsenal and Charlton."
Qin Xiong shook his head and said, "No, I will decide whether to come or not depending on my mood. For example, if Arsenal beat Charlton, of course I will come, and then I will open a bottle of good wine to comfort you."
Dean smiled and said, "I will definitely ask for leave that day."
Sylvia kept laughing at the side without saying a word. Qin Xiong had the wrong friends, but they didn't distinguish between rich and poor, high or low. This is exactly Qin Xiong's style of life, which made her extremely admired and proud.
During the dinner, Dean came up and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your meal. There are two guests over there who want to take a photo with you. If you don't want to, I will explain to them."
Qin Xiong turned his head to look, and saw two local young girls, they were obviously standing in a distance watching Qin Xiong with a kind of excitement.
Qin Xiong turned his head to look at Sylvia again, as if asking for her opinion, Sylvia smiled and nodded.
Only then did Qin Xiong say to Dean: "It's just a photoshoot, no problem."
After the two young girls walked over excitedly, they bent down from left to right and approached Qin Xiong's head. After taking a photo, they shook hands with Qin Xiong formally and said something to each other. then left.
"Qin Xiong, I admire you very much! Your performance at Arsenal is so wonderful, we hope you can always play for Arsenal!"
"I know you won't tell us some secret information, but I just want to tell you that you are a star that makes us proud, thank you!"
Qin Xiong waved his hands obediently to the two girls as a sign of farewell, then turned his head and saw Sylvia staring at him with a smile on her chin.
"What are you looking at? I didn't say a word!"
"It's nothing, I just want to watch you."
Sylvia's pun made the corners of Qin Xiong's lips rise involuntarily. (to be continued~^~)
"Why do we have to be obsessed with his field statistics? My God! Why do Japanese things become the subject of our discussion now? (Note: The Japanese league was the first to make crazy statistics of various field statistics, and then gradually formed The mainstream of European football.)”
"I think team stats reflect the importance of players more, don't they?"
"No no no! Big mistake, you look at the statistics of Zidane's performance in the French national team. If you don't know that it is Zidane, you will think that he is a pretty good player, but you know That's Zidane, you know all those assists and goals are fake! Zidane is the soul of the French team, there is no doubt that this is real football!"
"Okay, let's end this topic. Let's go back to the discussion of Qin Xiong. Your point is that Qin Xiong's contribution is greater than the field statistics he created, right?"
"Of course! There are many fans who like Qin Xiong, because his style of play perfectly combines simplicity and elegance with speed and dexterity, and his strong and brave side is also admirable. But I think his importance to Arsenal Has surpassed Vieira in the past! Because Arsenal is relying on Qin Xiong. Henry is a striker, he needs someone to deliver shells to him, he relies on Qin Xiong, Qin Xiong is too helpful to him, even let Henry is getting lazy, mind you, I don't mean lazy in a negative sense, it's Henry not needing to dribble long distances from half-time to break down the opponent's goal. That's something Henry used to do well, but it's not a form of consistency The way he scores, now, he puts more energy into scoring goals and only goals! That's enough in many games!"
......
In the gym, Qin Xiong was lying on the carpet, and Sylvia was giving him a massage.It was she who insisted on letting Qin Xiong try a new physical therapy massage technique he learned from sports medicine.But before the massage, her attention was attracted by the post-match commentary program of BBC Sports on TV.
Every time she hears others praise Qin Xiong, she always listens attentively, and when she hears that she is happy, Qin Xiong will show a strange smile on her face, silly.
Qin Xiong shook his shoulders and said, "Lying on your stomach like this is boring."
Sylvia leaned over and smiled, "Why are you bored? Didn't you hear what the football critics on TV said about you?"
"Hmph, believe it or not, if I don't perform well tomorrow. They will turn their guns and spray me with blood? I play my football well. It's my profession. They speak freely and make high-profile speeches to support their families. Everyone The profession is different, to be serious is to be really stupid.”
Sylvia patted Qin Xiong's back lightly, and complained: "I really don't know what kind of thoughts Kyle has instilled in you. How can you remain indifferent when others praise you?"
Qin Xiong said with a smile: "What Kyle said is the truth. I think what he said is right. I don't care what the media people will say to me. If my mood will be affected by one or two words of praise or belittling , then I'd be a cranky ass on the pitch."
After Sylvia listened.For some reason, she felt a little sad in her heart, she bent down and pressed against Qin Xiong's neck and fell silent.
She has been to the scene to watch Qin Xiong play football.Find out what the atmosphere is like on site.
She may not understand what happened in the stadium, but she can hear the insulting remarks of some fans in the stands.
Players need resilience!
The stronger and more famous the player, the higher the ability to withstand pressure is required!
But anti-stress is anti-stress. When some people attack you, you can't be calm anyway.
Whenever she saw hostile fans insulting or even gesturing to Qin Xiong, she felt sore in her heart.
So she also hopes to let Qin Xiong focus more on life, not to ignore football, but to bring him the good side of life as much as possible, so that he will not recall or think about those negative things at all.
After resting for a while, she straightened up and carefully massaged Qin Xiong to relax. She was very focused. This was not a whim of couple interaction, but she wanted to be proficient in this skill, and she would do this for Qin Xiong on a regular basis in the future. The massage makes his body healthier and his mind happier.
As his lover, Sylvia also enjoys this kind of work, forming a tacit understanding silently.
In the evening, Qin Xiong and Sylvia held hands and went to the restaurant he often went to near the apartment.
The black waiter Dean served Qin Xiong enthusiastically. If Qin Xiong was not a regular customer, he would not be able to tell from Dean's expression.
But he still noticed that Dean was in a bad mood, so he took the menu and asked curiously, "Are you worried?"
If it were any other guest, Dean would definitely shake his head, but he often chats with Qin Xiong, but he doesn't hide that they are true friends.
Dean said helplessly: "In the past few days, Arsenal fans and I have a common position, um, because Charlton lost to Chelsea at home."
Qin Xiong was delighted when he heard this.
Arsenal beat Everton in the same round, that is, yesterday, Chelsea defeated Charlton 2-0 in the away game. As a Charlton fan, Dean was naturally not happy.
"Okay, open a bottle of Petrus '96 today for the sake of our common enemy Chelsea."
Dean laughed and said, "No wonder you don't come here to eat before and after the match between Arsenal and Charlton."
Qin Xiong shook his head and said, "No, I will decide whether to come or not depending on my mood. For example, if Arsenal beat Charlton, of course I will come, and then I will open a bottle of good wine to comfort you."
Dean smiled and said, "I will definitely ask for leave that day."
Sylvia kept laughing at the side without saying a word. Qin Xiong had the wrong friends, but they didn't distinguish between rich and poor, high or low. This is exactly Qin Xiong's style of life, which made her extremely admired and proud.
During the dinner, Dean came up and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your meal. There are two guests over there who want to take a photo with you. If you don't want to, I will explain to them."
Qin Xiong turned his head to look, and saw two local young girls, they were obviously standing in a distance watching Qin Xiong with a kind of excitement.
Qin Xiong turned his head to look at Sylvia again, as if asking for her opinion, Sylvia smiled and nodded.
Only then did Qin Xiong say to Dean: "It's just a photoshoot, no problem."
After the two young girls walked over excitedly, they bent down from left to right and approached Qin Xiong's head. After taking a photo, they shook hands with Qin Xiong formally and said something to each other. then left.
"Qin Xiong, I admire you very much! Your performance at Arsenal is so wonderful, we hope you can always play for Arsenal!"
"I know you won't tell us some secret information, but I just want to tell you that you are a star that makes us proud, thank you!"
Qin Xiong waved his hands obediently to the two girls as a sign of farewell, then turned his head and saw Sylvia staring at him with a smile on her chin.
"What are you looking at? I didn't say a word!"
"It's nothing, I just want to watch you."
Sylvia's pun made the corners of Qin Xiong's lips rise involuntarily. (to be continued~^~)
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