six finger demon

Chapter 47 China Derby
I don’t know if the morning air in Britain is fresher than in China, but there is indeed a sour smell called “love” in Tang Wu’s Bi Mawen.

Go to bed early, get up early.Then I drove Bi Mawen, carrying the beautiful Liwo girl, and drove in the opposite direction of Stamford Bridge.

The streets of London in the early hours of the morning are empty, with few cars.

Tang Wu stepped on the gas pedal and peeked at the rearview mirror from time to time.

On the co-pilot, Zhou Haohao was squinting to catch up on sleep.

The beauty is picturesque, Tang Wu couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth when he looked at the cheese residue sticking to his mouth, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva after a while.

After an unknown amount of time, Bi Mawen stopped at the gate of Holloway College with a "creak".

The inertia of the car woke up the dozing girl. Looking at the facial tissue Tang Wu handed over, Zhou Haohao subconsciously held it in his hand and wiped his mouth.

"Ah, it's here?" Zhou Haohao blushed when she woke up, and quickly changed the subject.

"Here, be careful on the road, see you tonight!" Tang Wu pointed to the corner of his mouth, indicating that there were other things on the other side where the other party was not drooling.

Zhou Haohao quickly took out the small mirror and wiped off the residue on the corners of his mouth.

Alas, don’t wipe it off if you don’t eat it!What a waste!

After the two parties bid farewell, Zhou Haohao closed the car door, stepped on a pair of snow-white sneakers, and stepped into the gate of Holloway College.

"Sure enough, getting up early is good for physical and mental health!" Taking a deep breath of the fresh air in the suburbs of London, Tang Wu turned the car around, his eyes resting on the half carton of milk left in the co-pilot.

Tang Wu doesn't like drinking milk, he hates the taste of milk.

"However, I don't like waste." Tang Wu said to himself, took the milk carton casually, and grabbed the straw on it.

When we came to Stamford Bridge, several players were already juggling the ball on the court.

Seeing Tang Wu in his gear, Lampard kicked the ball towards Tang Wu.

Under Tang Wu's instruction, the flying ball accurately landed on his chest.At the moment of the impact, he took a deep breath and relieved most of the strength from the ball.

Chest stop is a practice that every player should have, although Tang Wu uses his hands more often.

"Give it back to you, Frank!" Before the ball hit the ground, Tang Wu swept it in the air and kicked the ball back. "Kick that way!"

Tang Wu pointed to the empty goal, indicating that he could experience the opponent's long-range shots.

Lampard nodded in understanding, and bounced the ball twice on the spot.

Tang Wugang stepped on the sideline of the penalty area, and there was a "collapse", the ball passed over Tang Wu's head, drew a parabola in the air and fell towards the goal.

"Xie Te!" After Tang Wu cursed, he instinctively accelerated and chased after the ball.

"Hahaha TOM, goalkeepers have to deal with all kinds of situations!" Lampard laughed before the top of the arc.

The atmosphere in the team gradually became thicker, and a lot of laughter gradually appeared around Tang Wu.

Chelsea's starting players all know that in the next few days, they will have a good relationship with this young Chinese man.

On October 10, the third day after the end of the UEFA Champions League group stage.

The joyful atmosphere of the team returning to the first place has not yet passed, and Stamford Bridge is facing the challenge of Blue Moon again.

In addition to the symbolic buildings such as Big Ben and the London Eye, I am afraid that there is no other place in the modern city of London that can allow thousands of people to watch at the same time and at the same time like a football stadium. With the same mood, walking out of high-rise alleys in all directions, flocking to this place like "pilgrims".

There are at least 1 kilometer away from the stadium, and there are already so many people on the street that it looks like "something went wrong".

The Manchester City bus drove slowly towards the stadium, and between the blue of Chelsea and the red and black of Manchester City, there was a touch of red surprisingly.

"China! China! China! China!"

The fans shouted in unison around the bus.

"Sun, those fans seem to be calling your name." Wan Chopra opened the curtains and glanced out the window.

"It doesn't seem like it!" Sun Jihai stroked his natural roll, "They are calling my name."

"This time it seems to be different from the past. Where did so many Chinese fans come from in London?"

After Sun Jihai joined Manchester City, he quickly became friends with Costa Rica's top killer, and the two communicated more on and off the field than anyone else.

One of Sun Jihai’s assists was Wanchope’s. It was less than a month ago when Manchester City drew with Fulham. Wanchope received an assist from Sun Jihai in stoppage time and helped Manchester City score a point in the away game. .

"Maybe they just stopped by to see me!" Sun Jihai smiled. He naturally understood why there were so many Chinese fans suddenly today.

"Oh, I remembered!" The Costa Rican shooter slapped his forehead, remembering a new word he learned recently: "It's "Chinese Derby", right?"

Since Li Tie joined Everton after the World Cup, the "Chinese Derby" in the Chinese media has been widely circulated among fans.

Although thousands of miles away, every time Manchester City plays against Everton, there will be a large number of Chinese fans that are not usually seen at all.

These people are wearing red and holding red flags, neither cheering for the home team nor cheering for the visiting team.

They usually gather in the neutral stand, and whenever Li Tie or Sun Jihai touches the ball, they will cheer loudly.

Even if the two seldom meet in the game, the touch of red in the stands has never been absent.

Over time, the term "Chinese Derby" has also spread in the UK.

Since the new season, Sun Jihai has started every game.After today's game, he will become the player who has played the most minutes for Manchester City this season.

But the situation on Li Tie's side is not very good.

Red cards, injuries, status and performance have made Li Tie a marginalized player in the mind of the head coach.

Therefore, whether the "Chinese Derby" will be staged in the new season is also a daily routine that Wanchope often teases Sun Jihai.

No one expected that Tang Wu would appear on the way.

Tang Wu's rise is like a rocket, so fast that even many Premier League players have not had time to accept it.

A goalkeeper with one more finger than everyone else?

The number of fingers determines the starter?
Did the Chelsea coach get kicked in the head by a donkey?

"Boom! Boom!" - "Di! Di!" "Boom! Boom!" - "Di! Di!"

There is still half an hour before the official start of the game. Stamford Bridge, which can accommodate more than 4 people, has an occupancy rate of more than 90.00%.

In the middle of the neutral stand, more than 1000 Asian faces in red gathered.On average, one of every three people held a small trumpet, accompanied by the vigorous drum beats from several big drums.

The rest of them waved red flags, large or small, which looked quite dazzling on the home court of the Blues.

"Hey, Henk, what are these East Asians here for? Are they here to mess things up?"

In London football, red and blue don't go hand in hand!

"Don't panic Kelly, they are Chinese, and they look like this every time they appear!" Henke, an old fan, glanced at him and said, "They are not fans of any team, they are only Chinese. fan."

"My God, I didn't expect such a group of strange guys in London!" Kelly said in surprise.

"Kelly, if you have the chance, you should really come to watch the games live." Henke said contemptuously, "You will find that not only in London, but also in Manchester, in Liverpool, in any stadium in the UK or even in Europe. I met such a group of Chinese fans."

"Oh, God! Terrible Chinese!" Hearing Henk's explanation, Kelly couldn't help crossing his chest.

After the neutral fans beat gongs and drums, they began to hang banners.

Among them are "China must win", "Long live China" and other words that do not fit the game at all, and some "Tang Wu, I love you", "Sun Jihai is the best" and other works that look like groupies.

Nan Gongyue looked back at the words "Enter the dragon, who will fight against the tiger" above her head, opened her arms excitedly, and hugged Zhou Haohao beside her.

"Okay, you are amazing! You can get a ticket with such a good location! The family is indeed a big business!"

Zhou Hao smiled shyly, pointed to Tang Wu who had just thrown Mutu's long shot away and said, "I didn't buy these two tickets, Brother Tang gave them to me."

"Brother Tang? Tang Wu?" Seeing Tang Wu at the end of Zhou Haohao's finger, Nan Gongyue's eyes lit up, "Okay, do you know Tang Wu?"

"Uh, yes, Brother Tang and I are neighbors." Zhou thought about the distance between Will's house and Tang Wu's apartment, and said to himself: Let's be neighbors for now!
"Wow! Okay, you're amazing! You're so mean, you didn't tell me you knew Tang Wu!" Nan Gongyue excitedly cupped Zhou Haohao's face, and "sucked" hard on the other's lovely dimple, "Introduce us after the game! I've wanted Tang Wu's autograph for a long time!"

　It was pushed up this afternoon, the mosquito leg in the mosquito leg, I hope everyone will support it!

　　If you water more, you will die from drought, but you will not die from waterlogging
　　
　
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