The strongest winger

Chapter 130 Why is it always me who gets hurt

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It was already past one in the afternoon when the two regained their strength and went out to look for food.

Ai Luo first took back his own motorcycle from the gate of Lan-Kwai-Fong. To be honest, he was very fond of this motorcycle. This was the first car he bought after saving hard work, even though it only had two wheels.

Riding a motorcycle, he coquettishly drove Christine Anne to the Dazhong Restaurant. What caught his eye was the big poster, and a small photo next to it was a group photo in the youth team. He murmured, "You're so fucking handsome!"

"Beautiful!"

Christian Anne broke aside.

Ai Luo smiled, but didn't answer, and entered the restaurant holding Christian Annie's soft and boneless hand, said hello to the familiar girl at the door, and sat down in an empty seat inside.

He originally wanted to find that rich second-generation Tan Xi to cash in his remaining two meals, but after searching again, he found that this guy was not there again. He began to wonder if this guy was running away on purpose!
After a simple meal, Christian Anne was sent back to school.

Before parting, Christine Anne took the initiative to kiss Ai Luo's lips, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket with her right hand, and then saved her number.

After everything was settled, Christine Anne blinked her seductive eyes charmingly, and said, "When you miss me, you must call me, I love you-boo!"

By the way, he kissed Ai Luo's right cheek again.

After Christine Anne walked away, she turned around, took the mobile phone from her pocket, and deleted the number that had been stored in her mobile phone before. In Ai Luo's mind, the same woman could never sleep twice.

Of course, the former Sharapova was an exception, but... it was only an exception, and there was no third time.

Ten minutes later, Ai Luo returned to the apartment and parked the motorcycle. The strange thing is that the door of Uncle Sam's house is still closed, and the front door is still covered with dust, as if it has not been cleaned for a long time.

He returned to his room with doubts, simply moved his body and snapped his fingers to enter the system, leaving everything behind, and it will be another hard struggle to meet him. His goal today is to complete that goal and improve his shooting skills a little.

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However, he struggled for four hours of extreme time without scoring a goal against three professional-level defenders, and the number on the statistics sheet remained at 99.

The next day, Ai Luo came to the first team training base early.

As before, I started training on my own.

Half an hour later, sporadic teammates came to the first-team training ground to start warming up. However, after these teammates came to the stadium, they began to become different. As for what was different, he didn't know, he just felt different.

Eyes!

Suddenly, these two words popped up in his mind, yes!It's just that the eyes are different! !

A thought suddenly popped up in my heart, could it be that I went to the nightclub again after two months and was photographed by the vicious paparazzi, and then it was published in the newspaper?
With a feeling of uneasiness, he trotted to Albelda's side, "Hey——David, why did everyone look at me suddenly change again? Is there something I'm sorry for everyone?"

Albelda rolled her eyes, her expression was very serious, and she said playfully, "You really have something to do and I'm sorry everyone!"

"Ah? Is this really the case? What's the matter??"

Fortunately, it wasn't in the newspaper... Ai Luo suddenly laughed in his heart.

However, what Albelda said next made him dumbfounded.

"You guy, even if you performed a hat-trick, you didn't invite everyone to go clubbing, drinking and picking up girls. It's better now, you're in the newspaper again, everyone must have ideas!"

Albelda patted Aiello on the shoulder and smiled.

"I rely on!"

Ai Luo cursed subconsciously.

"Does this girl feel good?"

At this time, the Argentine Ayala also came over and whistled.

"Ah—it's okay."

"Great!"

After Ayala gave Ai Luo a thumbs up, he continued to jog around the court to warm up.

Afterwards, Ai Luo found a copy of "Entertainment Times" and looked at it, and immediately felt like dying, "The girl who went to the bar for drinking and drinking was not slapped, but only me was photographed? Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

Soon, there was a burst of good-natured laughter behind him.

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Ranieri put the "Entertainment Times" issued yesterday into the hands of his assistant Benetti, and said at the same time: "What do you think about such a thing?"

Benetti subconsciously caught the newspaper and looked at the headlines. The eye-catching headline of "The Wonder Boy Fights the Nightclub Again after Two Months" made people unable to keep reading.

Ranieri saw that Benetti was watching seriously and didn't bother.

Five minutes later, Benetti put down the "Entertainment Times" and said with a serious expression, "This—"

Ranieri understood Benetti's thoughts and said with a smile, "Now that you are the head coach, you can do what you think should be done?"

I am used to being an assistant coach, and I can't change the role for a while. After hesitating for a moment, I slowly and tentatively said, "Didn't he say that he will perform a hat-trick in this round of the league? It just so happens that the UEFA Cup final is only about ten days away. It's good to try his state. If the state is not good, we will punish him then!"

Ranieri nodded in agreement.

After seeing Ranieri nodding, Benetti secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. In fact, he had selfish intentions. If it wasn’t for the fact that Aiello was in such a good state recently, he helped the team win one game after another. It would be really difficult for him as the acting head coach to explain to the club and the fans. He still prefers Aiello in the treatment of this matter.

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On this day, most of the Spanish media reprinted the "Entertainment Times" report. Two months later, Juan Carlos finally waited for this moment. He wrote in his column on the "World Sports" newspaper, "The day before yesterday he vowed to score a hat-trick in the last round of the league, but one day later he went to the nightclub again, and looked at him like that, deliberately drinking alcohol. Is this still a professional player? It can be clearly seen from the photos taken by the well-known reporter Harvey George of "Entertainment Times" , he is completely drunk, how does this look like a professional player? This is simply like an alcoholic fool..."

"Marca", "Aspen", "National" and other newspapers with relatively large influence in Spain have reprinted the report of "Entertainment Times", but almost all of them have been mentioned in one stroke, and they have not edited the report in detail, because they don't know if this kid will slap them in the face with his outstanding performance like last time, and it is estimated that he will be ashamed again like the Catalan newspapers!
However, one of the local entertainment newspapers in Catalonia, "Information and Entertainment News", made a special report on Ai Luo's incident, "The Chinese kid is really hiding deep enough. He actually hid for two full months, but he still couldn't help it. He leaked tricks. In Chinese, it means 'come back to the rivers and lakes'? He is still planning to perform a hat-trick in the last league game in three days? What a joke! If you focus on women and fine wine, it is impossible to succeed anyway, and you can do what you say? Don't joke. because the joke isn't funny at all..."

What's interesting is that Ronaldo also responded to Aiello's words and deeds in an interview, "It's good for young people to have goals and want to catch up with me? But...it's too early!"

Later, when Real Betis' head striker Oliveira was also interviewed, he said: "Oh? He wants to surpass me? He is still two goals behind me now! Also, can I guarantee that I will not score in the last round?"

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Although the league has reached the final round, Valencia still issued a gag order to the club's players. Ai Luo also knew that this was the club's disguised protection, especially the club's press officer Mercedes Uri. He also found Ai Luo in private and told him that if the media secretly approached him for an interview, his first reaction would be to refuse, but if he couldn't refuse, he should try his best to be sloppy, which is the legendary distraction.

According to the team's rules, the team's starting list is usually announced the day before the game, and today is the same. Before the end of the game, the starting 11 players for the final round of the league staged at the Mestalla Stadium tomorrow night will be announced.

After a break, Canizares returned to the position of the main goalkeeper, the defenders lined up, Aurelio, Marchena, Ayala, Curro Torres, and Andy, who performed amazingly in the midfield after replacing Aiello in the last game, got a chance to start the winger.

Subsequently, Benetti announced the end of training.

Until Benetti announced the disbandment, the little black Andy was still in a daze, muttering non-stop, "My mother, I'm going to start, my mother, I'm going to start..." He kept muttering these two sentences.

At this moment, Ai Luo ran behind Andy, jumped up high, and aimed at the back of Andy's head with a big chestnut, and knocked it down hard.

David Silva, Albiol, and Pison watched this scene with pleasure.

"Ouch—it hurts!"

Andy frowned in pain, howling in pain.

"Wouldn't it be a little too cruel?"

"Cruel fart, look - the little black man just did a lot of fun..."

"It makes sense. If you want to go there alone, you can come one at a time. Looking at Ai's appearance just now, it seems that knocking is very enjoyable."

"Whoever dares to come over, I will fight with whom!!!"

Andy's forehead was almost back to basics, and three white lines appeared.

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Not surprisingly, when the four walked out of the training base, a large number of reporters blocked the door, smoking cigarettes or drinking coffee in groups.

"The little nightclub prince has come out!!"

A four-eyed little devil with curly blond hair glanced at it, and roared out as if he had discovered a new world.

The moment Ai Luo left the door, countless reporters surrounded him like sharks smelling blood. Various interview tools with spears and cannons were put in his mouth, and some were even excited to put the tools in his mouth.

The three friends behind Ai Luo are very envious at the moment...

"May I ask what the little prince of the nightclub thinks of the report on you by the "World Sports" newspaper?"

"Going to a nightclub only once every two months, will it kill you?"

"Will clubbing and drinking at the bar affect your state tomorrow?"

"Will the saying after the last round of the league be fulfilled by performing a hat-trick and being among the top three scorers in this round?"

All kinds of questions came out, and Ai Luo's head hurt from asking.

"To shut up!"

I couldn't take it anymore, so I let out a roar, and after the reporters were quiet for a while, I continued: "You don't need to pay too much attention to the news off the field, you just need to care about my performance on the field, don't forget my last statement, and --- I will do what I say, and a hat-trick is a hat-trick!"

Then, before the reporters could react, they walked through the crowd and walked out.

He said: Do what you say?
The reporters continued to stand still.

(End of this chapter)