six finger demon

Chapter 167
More than one fan can see that Chelsea's season has come to an end.

The "luxury battleship" that was once smashed for [-] million pounds will end its journey this season.

For the first time in the history of the team, they entered the semi-finals of the Champions League, which has greatly exceeded the expectations at the beginning of the season.Now that they lost to Porto 0-2 in the first round of the semi-finals, many players have already moved the idea of ​​​​"that's it, it's not bad".

In the league, 1 points behind No.5 Arsenal.Due to Arsenal's eye-catching performance this season, the point difference in the first echelon has widened considerably.Although the Red Devils still have a chance to overtake the Blues, as long as Chelsea score 4 points in the next 3 games, they can firmly guarantee the second place in the league.

What's more, one of these four games is a duel between the two teams. The runner-up in the league is almost secure, but the champion can only "resign to fate".

Chelsea's "result" seems to have come naturally, and even many fans "looked away", comforting themselves that this team will get better next season.

Except for some radical fans who were clamoring for "winning the championship", no one at Chelsea from top to bottom was paying attention to the game.

After returning from Porto, everything seems to be "on track" again.Except for Mino Raiola's occasional mention of Chelsea's latest offer for him, Tang Wu even feels that there is nothing between now and usual days.

Like the calm before the storm.

These days, apart from training, Tang Wu and Tang Wu did the most to stay with Hao Junmin.While teaching him common court language, introduce him to the "big guys" in the team one by one.

Other stars put their focus on not returning home at night, but Tang Wu has a new goal - to support the younger generation.

Soon, Chelsea's stars also knew that the boy from the East was called "HAO".

"Hiding here to eat steak again!" Before Hao Junmin could react, his head was pushed down from behind.

One, two, three, after being pressed three times in a row, Hao Junmin raised his head, and there were already people sitting in front of him.

On another big table, many local players who got together cast envious eyes towards this side.

"Why, didn't you eat with your teammates?" Tang Wu beside him asked with a smile.

"They were chatting over there, and I couldn't understand them, so I just sat here and could be quieter." Hao Junmin smiled shyly.

These trial players train with the reserve team, and their field is next to the first team.After the training, everyone ate in a cafeteria, looking down and seeing each other.

Hao Junmin's "walking alone" is very clever, so that he can wait until Tang Wu invites Terry and others to "open a small stove" for him.

As for whether the result of doing so will be isolated by his teammates, this is not within the scope of Tang Wu's consideration.

After all, Hao Junmin can't even speak English, so it's normal to be rejected; and the first lesson Tang Wu taught Hao Junmin was confidence: "In front of you, the remaining 100 or so people are expected to be eliminated! " Tang Wuru said.

"How do you remember the defensive position selection I taught you yesterday?" Tang Wu cut off a piece of steak with his left hand, picked it up with chopsticks with his right hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eh, let's make a living. Although Mr. Richards didn't praise me today, he didn't say anything about me." Hao Junmin scratched his head.

"Then how do you choose who to pass the ball to? Let's repeat it." Tang Wu continued to ask without raising his eyes.

"Pre-judgment before passing, it doesn't count if you say it yourself." Hao Junmin replied immediately.

"Illustrate with an example."

"If the ball is at my feet, A's position is better, and it is more convenient for me to pass it to him; but B is running, and is very likely to run out of space to create opportunities. Under this premise, the object I want to pass is B and Not A. Because the target of the pass is not dominated by the passer, but by the receiver."

"Well, yes, I will let Frank test you later, eat quickly!"

"Well, thank you, Brother Tang!" Hao Junmin showed excitement, directly forked a large piece of steak, stuffed it in his mouth and began to chew.

"Tang, what did he say?" Although Terry and Lampard had learned a little spoken English, the conversation between Tang Wu and Hao Junmin was too complicated for them to understand at all.

"He said that if there is a chance, he wants to get to know that bald man." Tang Wu looked up at Veron in the distance, and pointed with his chopsticks.

Although Veron is the biggest parallel importer of Chelsea this season, he spent more than half of his time recuperating from injuries, but his reputation is so good that he no longer needs to use a season of Premier League to prove himself.

In the team, apart from Crespo, the one who has the best relationship with Veron is Lampard.Although the positions of the two overlap somewhat, the two have gradually become sympathetic to each other when Veron was injured and retired for a long time.

"It's easy to say! But" Lampard squeezed his index finger and thumb together and rubbed them together in front of Tang Wu.

"I don't want to lose again!" Tang Wu protested, "Don't forget who your opponent will be in the next game, haven't you two been drained yet?"

"Karina has made an appointment with me, and we need a new assistant tonight!" Lampard said innocently.

"That's right Tom, you really should try it, Karina will definitely drive you crazy!" Terry seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up.

"Fake, your relationship is so fucking complicated, it makes me sick!" Tang Wu made a vomiting motion, "Okay, you and Karina said, please credit the money for the 'teaching assistant' to my account .”

"And me, Don, Rebecca and I need a 'teaching assistant' too!" Terry reminded.

As soon as Terry finished speaking, Lampard stood up and patted Hao Junmin on the shoulder.

Under Hao Junmin's suspicious eyes, Tang Wu gave him a wink.Hao Junmin had just chewed half of the steak and immediately picked up the plate to follow, and followed Lampard to sit down in front of Veron, smiling silly.

"John, what do you think of me as a fellow?" Seeing the two walking away, Tang Wu asked.

"HAO, he's a little weaker and not very fast," Terry recalled.

"Stop, stop, stop, I didn't ask you to talk about his shortcomings!" Tang Wu interrupted Terry, "Tell me about his strengths."

"An advantage?" Terry thought for a while, "HAO is very hardworking and hardworking. He won't be nervous on the court, and he dares to fight hard."

"What else?" Tang Wu snorted, "John, don't you think it's a paradox to say that he is not physically strong but dares to fight?"

"No, Don, it's not a paradox!" Terry said seriously. "If he's not physically strong enough, don't play here with this style of play. If he continues, it won't be long before he's gone from football." field."

"Then what do you think is the purpose of my spending so much money every day?" Tang Wu rolled his eyes at Terry.

"Okay! Hao has a good sense of foot, he doesn't suffer from stage fright and has a wide enough vision. If his brain is smarter, he can definitely send the ball to the attacker's feet before avoiding physical conflict." Terry only Can showdown.

"That's OK!" Tang Wu snapped his fingers, "If he can get an assist in the trial match, I'll invite you two to have a good night at 'Lipstick'."

"Oh, Don, your reward has attracted me! This is the most exciting thing I've been doing lately!" Terry said happily.

"Go away! Stop pretending! Can this be more attractive than the boss's £20?"

In order to motivate the team, the boss Abramovich announced to every player that if they can win the Champions League, each player will have a reward of 20 pounds.

The £7.5 for the semi-finals has inspired quite a few players to win the title, although of course, this is limited to those substitute members who usually spend time on the bench and in the stands.

This little money is just a relatively high "tip" for these big names with an annual salary of tens of millions.

"Hey, Don, come here!" Lampard shouted from the side.

"Why, didn't you say that your Chinese level is already very high?" Tang Wu walked over with a plate and said contemptuously.

Tang Wu is not only Hao Junmin's "theoretical instructor", but also acts as his translator.

"Don, you know that Veron has a strong accent." Lampard explained without blushing.

At this moment, Gremi suddenly ran out from the exercise room next to the cafeteria, and shouted at Hao Junmin: "HAO, HAO, HAO!"

"What's going on?" Tang Wu also put down his chopsticks and looked up.

"HAO, come over here and see if this ball counts as my win!" Gremi dragged Hao Junmin away from his seat without saying a word.

Tang Wu followed curiously until Gremi pulled Hao Junmin to a table tennis chopping board.

"HAO, just now the ball I hit rolled a few centimeters on this net before it landed on his side. Do you think this counts as my score?"

Hao Junmin looked at Tang Wu in embarrassment, waiting for Tang Wu's translation.

Tang Wu shrugged and conveyed Gremi's words to the other party.

Hao Junmin thought for a while and said: "If it's not a serve, then the ball is counted as a tennis ball."

"Look, I'll just say this ball counts as my score!" Hearing Tang Wu's translation, Gremi lifted the "crown" towards Joe Cole like a winning rooster.

"So authoritative? When did you become their table tennis referee?" Tang Wu asked curiously.

Hao Junmin blinked at Tang Wu, and said innocently, "Just when they knew I was Chinese."

"Well, hopefully one day the English will ask you to be their football referee too!"

(End of this chapter)