fat man who can't play football

Chapter 142 Answers
Leeds United has gained a valuable opportunity to rest, but the entire Premier League championship has become increasingly fierce.

Leicester's points came to 73 points after winning the make-up game.

With Tottenham behind them on 34 points after 68 rounds and another contender, third-placed Arsenal, on 63, Arsenal's title hopes are slim with four games to go .

This season's championship looks to be decided between Leicester and Tottenham, and the melon-eaters on Facebook, Twitter, and ins have launched a fierce war of words.

Everyone is waiting to witness the new king's enthronement, because whether it is Leicester or Tottenham who win the championship in the end, they will be the new kings after the Premier League is held.

Although Fatty can no longer remember how many points Leicester and Tottenham scored in the past, from the current perspective, the development of the plot is still following the original script.

The fairy tale is about to begin!The media is going crazy, what a good material this is, and the reports written can make the newspapers sell out.

Although Fatty is envious of the attention these championship teams have received, he has more urgent things to do right now.

The fat man walked to the club garage, saw Cook sitting in the car lighting up the ignition, and quickly stopped him: "Hey, Lewis, is there any arrangement for the team to go on vacation tomorrow?"

"Well, boss, I'll probably just be at home with Bennett (Cook's girlfriend) and Melo."

"Uh huh, I didn't want to disturb the sweet time of the two of you, but Lewis, are you free tonight? I want to talk to you about something."

"Okay, boss. Shall I book a restaurant?"

"No, just go to your house. I miss Milo a little bit, and I will prepare something that the little guy likes to eat."

"..."

"Uh, tell Bennett not to prepare too much food. I'll pack some roast beef and Yorkshire pudding later."

"Okay, boss, do you need me to see you off?"

"No, I'll walk over, it's still early."

"See U!"

"See U!"

The fat man watched Cook flash out of the door.

What a sincere young man, are there no oriental courtesies and greetings here?

After the fat man took a mouthful of exhaust gas, he walked towards Yorkdale's Tavern aggrievedly, and bought some latest dog snacks in the supermarket along the way.

After coming to the Yorkdale's Tavern, the fat man felt as if he had passed away. All the objects were the same, but those who were familiar with him didn't see it.

Perhaps it was Leeds' recent poor record that made the fans lose the mood to drink.

The fat man pressed hard on the peaked cap he was wearing when he left the door, fearing being recognized by others, he quickly crossed the aisle.

After lowering his voice and talking about the food he wanted to pack, the fat man began to wait idly.

I overheard the young man talking behind me: "U know, we kicked as shit now." (You know, we kicked like shit recently)
Another responded: "I don't even know what's going on in that fat bastard's head, I just know he can't do it!"

The fat man instantly turned on the ostrich mode and stood up the collar of his clothes.

God bless, but don't be recognized, my hard face cannot bear to be trampled on.Why is this cooking so slow, I shouldn't be here!
Today's young people are too immoral, and their words are too hurtful.

The waiter brother finally packed the box and handed it to the fat man. The fat man flashed out of the dangerous tavern with lightning speed and walked for a kilometer before he dared to look behind him.

Fortunately, no one came after me.

The fat man sighed relaxedly, shook the bag in his hand vigorously, lost the interest of pressing the road, and stopped a taxi to go to Cook's house.

As soon as the door of Cook's house was opened, the familiar plot was staged again. Attracted by the smell of the snacks, Xiaoluo threw himself into the fat man's arms like flying.

Fatty's mood began to brighten up under Milo's licking.

Bennett also walked out with a smile.

"Melo, it's alright, come down quickly."

"Haha, no need, I can go into the house with Xiao Luo in my arms."

Cook carefully arranged the tableware in the room.

Only when he returned to his home could Little Cook open himself. At this time, his face was full of gloom, and he didn't even notice that the fat man greeted him.

Steve didn't take it too seriously, and after handing the roast beef, pudding, and snacks to Bennett, he patted Xiao Luo and sat on the sofa.

After a while, Cook spotted the fat man: "Boss, have you arrived yet? I didn't even notice it just now."

The fat man smiled and said: "You are busy with your work, and I have Milo with me. Has this little guy gained weight recently, and his hands are a little sore after holding him for a while."

"..."

"Lewis, don't drink any juice for a while, come with me for some beer."

"Uh, yes, boss."

After a while, the virtuous Bennett prepared the sumptuous dinner, and the three of them were a little silent after they were seated.

The fat man had no choice but to suggest a drink first. After three rounds of drinking, the chatterbox finally opened up a bit.

"Bennett, your craftsmanship is getting better and better, especially this little cake is baked very well."

"Haha, thank you, eat more if you like."

"..."

Looking at Cook who was concentrating on solving the food, the fat man had no choice but to start the topic again: "Lewis, uh, there are some things I haven't thought about how to tell you. You know, how much Cindy likes you.

But your recent performance may disappoint her, and the little girl may not dare to admit that you are her idol in heaven.Little Cindy's self-esteem is so strong, she can't stand the ridicule and ridicule of her friends. "

"..."

"Owen told me that before Cindy left, the whole family was by her side, and in the end she was holding on to the jacket with your signature.

It has your promise to her: from a superstar, future England midfielder.

You gave her a beautiful dream, but little Cindy's dream took a little longer. "

Cook's eye sockets began to turn red, and he stuffed a large piece of roast beef into his mouth and chewed vigorously.

"The most precious quality in a man is to keep his word. Don't let little Cindy down, Lewis."

Cook felt a little choked, and took another sip of wine.

"Boss, I understand what you said, but I just can't accept it. Such an optimistic and kind little girl, why did God take her away in such a hurry?"

As he spoke, Cook covered his face.

"If Bennett doesn't mind, I have a way to keep Cindy with you all the time."

Cook looked at the fat man with tears in his eyes.

"Well, you can try to tattoo Cindy's head on your arm, and let her watch you step by step to realize your common dream. One day, Cook's name will resound throughout the British Isles, and you and Cindy Di's story will be recited by countless people."

Cook's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Bennett.

The understanding Bennett nodded slightly.

Finally, the kid had some hope, and fortunately he was coaxed.

The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Lewis, I hope you don't disappoint Cindy.

To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it. Only you can solve the problems in your heart, and no one can give you the answer.

Fatty now only wants Cook to get drunk and get some sleep.

After constantly pushing and changing cups, Cook's eyes became more blurred, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

With a bang, Fatty's goal was achieved.

"Bennett, take care of Cook tonight."

(End of this chapter)