football's number one madman

Chapter 393 Don't Run, Guagua!
On August 8th, Lee Polo celebrated his 15rd birthday.

Think about it this way, Chelsea 2:3 Burnley, maybe his teammates are just celebrating his 23rd birthday.

Probably because he felt that he was new here, he did not invite Chelsea teammates.Instead, Akinfenwa, who stayed in Wimbledon, and his roommates Aziz, Reeves, and McDonnell drove here collectively and held a small birthday party for him.

"Lisanna? I remember you!"

Looking at Lisanna who looked like a hostess, Akinfenwa slapped his forehead.

Reeves blew a whistle:
"You came to our apartment at the time, but I was so noisy that I couldn't sleep all night!"

Aziz looks like an old driver:
"I remember very clearly that Brother Polo took hundreds of boxes of ultra-thin and large grains from me!"

Macdonald remembers it all the more clearly:
"Are you planning to get married in October? Hahaha, back then, a young player from League Two didn't want to fall in love with him, right, Lisanna?"

For these old teammates who knew everything, Li Polo had no choice but to pick up the pillows on the sofa and smash them down one by one.

As a hero of the crazy gang and half of the behind-the-scenes boss, Li Boluo has been a little neglecting the development of the team recently, so I just care about it:
"How is the team doing now?"

Watching other people laying out the cakes, Akinfenwa, the eldest brother with seniority, acted as the narrator:
"Last season failed to reach the Super League. Adele is determined to win this year. He bought seven or eight players in a row. Last week, he spent 200 million from Ajax to buy a right back Kenny Teddy."

Li Bo Luo was stunned for a moment:
"We didn't give...how did he get so much transfer fee?"

Akinfenwa looked at him:
"You probably forgot that you transferred to Valencia two years ago, and the club was transferred at a low price in the end, but it was stipulated in the contract that if you make a second transfer, Valencia will give Kuangbang 30% of the share ..."

Lee Polo slapped his thigh:
"Fuck, isn't Adelaide crazy with joy?"

[My own transfer fee is 1.8 million, and Wimbledon can get 5400 million pounds! 】

[Even if the down payment is only 8000 million, Kuangbang has 2400 million in the account! 】

[For a Championship team, this is definitely a very considerable income! 】

Akinfenwa raised his glass:
"My brother, I have to thank you for letting me see the hope of playing in the Premier League in my career!"

Li Poluo raised his glass with a smile, and touched him lightly:
"You have to play hard! Maybe someday we can be teammates again!"

Akinfenwa resisted the urge to punch him in the face:
"I'm on a horse, I'm 36 this year, maybe I'll retire next year! What kind of teammate are you with!"
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"you've been drinking?"

Early the next morning, as soon as Li Poluo arrived at the locker room of the training center, the young Mount smelled alcohol.

The little guy with a dog-like nose frowned:

"Now is working time. If it was my idol Ronaldo, he wouldn't even touch Coke!"

[Negative emotions from Mount, +7! 】

Li Poluo nodded towards him:
"You're right. I'm not professional enough. I'll pay attention next year."

Mount was taken aback:
"next year?"

Lee Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"Yesterday was my birthday and I had a few drinks with some old friends."

Mount's lips trembled:
"Is that so, I don't know...ah! Don't pat me on the head!"

Li Poluo rubbed his slightly fluffy head:

"Let's go, baby, let's practice with big brother for a while?"

"Who wants to practice with you!"

"My idol is Ronaldo!"

While arranging his messy hair, Mount followed with a football in his arms.

Li Poluo looked back at him, and he immediately explained:
"I'm not going to train with you, it's just that there's only one way from the locker room to the training ground!"

Li Poluo nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed at the field:
"Are you an attacking midfielder? Send me a through ball from between the two pyramids, and the speed is faster, can you do it?"

Mount took a look:
"Just wait and see!"

He was gearing up to stand in the kick-off area, and when Li Polo ran to the top of the arc in the penalty area, the arch of his left foot immediately pushed out a through ball.

But as soon as he kicked the ball, he couldn't help biting his lip.

【Made, why is he so fast? ! 】

Mount's pass is already very fast, but he still underestimated Lee Polo's sprint speed!

Li Polo's figure obviously paused for a while, and then he received a pass from his teammate, and then he didn't adjust his footsteps, and directly raised his foot to shoot!

Probably because he forcibly slowed down to catch the ball, which changed his rhythm. This shot didn't even hit the goal, and directly hit the barbed wire fence on the sidelines...

Mount raised his hand to signal:

"Sorry, I passed it too late!"

Li Bo Luo waved his hand:
"Then pass it to me more comfortably next time!"

Mount held his little hand:
"OK, Brother Polo!"

Fabregas, who had just changed his clothes and walked into the training ground with the football in his arms, froze, and the football in his hand fell down.

[Obviously I was the first to express my loyalty to Brother Poluo! 】

[He must be trying to take advantage of my red card suspension and turn over to the next position! 】

[Damn brat! 】
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On August 8, the second round of the Premier League kicked off.

In the game on the first day, Manchester United slaughtered Swansea 5-0 in the away game. The newly joined Lukaku and Morata made contributions respectively, turning the "Swan Sea" into a dead sea.

Manchester United, who won both games and blasted 9 goals, not only continues to sit on the top of the standings, but also dominates the crowd with crazy offensive firepower!

Manchester United coach Mourinho even showed his arrogant and evil smile after the game:
"I have Lukaku, Morata, Rashford, Martial, Mata, Mkhitaryan, Pogba, Herrera, Ashley Young, Matic, Bailly, Varen West Asia, Jones, Blind, Smalling, Fellaini, Lingard, Lindelof, Rojo, De Gea...every player is the best in their position. As long as this momentum is maintained, We have the confidence to beat any opponent!"

Manchester United's official sponsor, XXbet, even launched a new ad:
"Buy Manchester United, make big money!

Mourinho let you win soft! "

Except for Manchester United's rout, the other teams performed quite well:

Liverpool beat Crystal Palace 1-0 at home.

Tottenham drew 1:1 with Everton at home.

Arsenal lost 0:1 to Stoke City.

While they were in full swing, Li Polo and Conte appeared together in the press hall at the Etihad Stadium.

When they were about to enter the field, Guardiola just pushed the door out.

The Manchester City coach showed a refined and polite smile and nodded to Conte.

But Lee Polo didn't agree with that.

He shouted at Guagua's back:
"Guardiola, you wait for me...don't run away!"

Conte stared dumbfounded at Guardiola, known as "Ru Shuai", who sprinted at a speed of [-] meters and disappeared from his sight!

[Negative emotions from Lee Polo, +44!]
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"I just met Mr Guardiola outside and I wanted to have a conversation with him but he didn't even look at me.

I'm not lying, the monitoring here can prove it. "

Since he couldn't communicate directly with Gua Shuai, Li Polo had no choice but to vent his resentment at the press conference.

"Actually, I've already seen it. He refused to sign me in the summer. It's his right. My characteristics don't fit his idea of ​​building a team. I should respect him."

"???"

The reporters in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay.

[Why is this person like this? 】

[A month ago, I was shouting every day to beat Guagua, why are you calm now? 】

【You are making it difficult for us! 】

[The "Guaro War" we hyped before the game has become a 24-hour hot topic! 】

Li Boluo glanced at the head coach two meters away.

Conte straightened his collar calmly and prepared himself mentally.

The Italian, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, was no longer surprised.

Only Li Poluo coughed:
"I'm a Chelsea player now, the coach is Antonio Conte, he appreciates my ability, so now I only think about how to repay the trust of the club and the coach, not other messy things.

So, in tomorrow's game, I will do my best to beat Manchester City! "

The reporters in the audience applauded contentedly.

【good very good!
No matter what your reason is, anyway, you want to blow Guardiola and Manchester City! 】

[If you can't beat him, we'll spray you to death! 】

(End of this chapter)