six finger demon

Chapter 55 Drinking
The referee blew three whistles, the game was over, and the score was finally fixed at 3-0.

Rooney tried his best to break through Tang Wu's door.

Lampard scored again before the whistle, scoring twice.

"I admit, you are the most difficult goalkeeper I have ever met!" While Tang Wu and Li Tie were chatting, Lu Xiaopang came behind Tang Wu and said loudly.

"Uh, I'm sorry, Wayne." Tang Wu pointed to Li Tie beside him, "I have already given the gloves to my compatriots."

"No, you still have the jersey!" Rooney said stubbornly.

Tang Wu turned his gaze to Li Tie beside him, who made a "please" gesture.

Tang Wu had no choice but to take out the stuffed jersey from his crotch, and then lifted it hard to take off the heavy goalkeeper uniform.

"Here!" He stretched out his hand and took Lu Xiaopang's No. 18 jersey.

"China TOM, next time we fight, I, Wayne Rooney, will definitely break through your door." After getting Tang Wu's jersey as he wished, Lu Xiaopang said with his eyes wide open, pretending to be deep.

Tang Wu opened his eyes wide, only to see that the two squinted eyes under Yinglun's protruding frontal bone were open.

"Let's talk about it when you score more goals than Ruud Ruud or Henry!" Tang Wu turned his back and waved his hands. He didn't want to be targeted by the "children".

That's right, Rooney is younger and shorter than Ronaldinho from Manchester United, so Tang Wu naturally classifies him as a "child".

Coupled with the fact that Tang Wu has been facing the two top forwards Crespo and Mutu in normal training, Tang Wu naturally didn't take Rooney's "threat" to heart.

At best, he is a kid who is "named" a genius, and finds himself a goal that can be surpassed in the near future!

Tang Wu doesn't want to be a "stumbling block" on the road to genius!
Ranieri spoke "Italian" English and walked into the press conference hall with a happy face.Having won two consecutive games with big scores, the team's recent performance is indeed worthy of the Italians' pride.

"...we knew a lot about Everton, but it wasn't as easy as we thought it would be."

"Gravesen's midfield organization and ability to steal from the back gave us a lot of trouble in offense, and Wayne Rooney's shots always hit the goal frame."

"But fortunately, the players are in very good condition! Especially Frank!"

"He played so well, it was perfect. Whether it was the catch, the possession or the pass, whenever Frank made contact with the ball, he could create an attack. This game was probably the best I've seen him play. Best game, lucky to have players like that."

As the camera "clicked" and "clicked", the "new favorite" of the Blues midfielder was not sure at this moment.

Just after La Nieli left the table, a reporter in the corridor chased him up, hoping that he would talk about the selection of players for Chelsea's main lineup.

Hearing that the reporter came from China, La Nieli stopped and said patiently: "I never think that a team must have a fixed lineup."

"We're facing teams like Lazio and Newcastle in the next week, so that means I can't play all the best players in today's game. Many British journalists have asked me the same question and I The answer is the same."

"Then, what about the goalkeeper?" Seeing that La Nieli was about to leave, the reporter from CCTV asked the question he wanted to ask most in the most straightforward way out of desperation.

"Chelsea needs a goalkeeper who plays steadily, and a solid rear can fully exert the team's offensive power." After the Italian finished speaking, he left a "bewildered smile" and turned away.

"Is his performance stable?" The CCTV reporter muttered standing on the spot, "Tang Wu hasn't conceded a goal in two consecutive games, so his performance is stable!"

After finishing the interview, Tang Wu and La Nieli took a leave of absence, took the train with Li Tie to Manchester, and joined Sun Taiyang, who had just won the same victory.

Sun Taiyang is also rich, so he paid for a small villa with a yard.I bought a grill and three boxes of beer, and invited Tang Wu and Li Tie to BBQ for themselves.

"Brother Sun, what's the matter with your head?" Tang Wu couldn't grasp the heat, so he sat on a small bench and swiped and wiped the meat.

"Hi! Don't mention it!" Sun Taiyang had a gauze wrapped around his head, "It's bad luck to mention this, your grandson almost died on the field!"

"Is the opposite side raising their feet too high?" Li Tie asked.

"No!" Sun Taiyang shook his head, "We collided with the other side during the fight. He's fine, and I stayed on the field for a long time."

Before the end of the first half, Sun Sun was injured in a head collision with Southampton's Marsden in the penalty area.

Although the bald man's face was covered with blood, he quickly returned to normal.But Sun Taiyang was carried to the goal and dealt with it for about 3 minutes before returning to the court wrapped in thick bandages.

"Brother Sun, don't drink tonight!" Tang Wu persuaded.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Sun Jihai waved his hand, "It's not easy for the three of us to get together this time, I just have a skin injury, I drink less, it's okay to drink less!"

"That's all right, Brother Sun, pay attention to yourself at any time."

"Come on, Xiao Tang, try your brother Li's craftsmanship." Li Tie took a bunch of grilled sausages and handed them to Tang Wu, "Try to see if they are cooked!"

"Ouch~cough cough!" Tang Wu just took a bite, and almost choked when he heard Li Tie's last words.

After pinching his nose and chewing a few mouthfuls, "It's cooked, it's cooked."

"Hahahahaha, Brother Li, can you still trick you?" Seeing Tang Wu's embarrassed look, Li Tie laughed loudly. "You are also my grandson, and you will become like this after colliding with others. You can't lose face!"

"Oh! There is no way!" Sun Jihai also took a bite of a grilled sausage, "These Europeans grew up drinking milk and eating beef. They are tall and strong, and our small arms and legs can't beat them! "

"It makes sense!" Li Tie shook his head. "When I was playing football in Dazayuan, it would have been nice to have pork stewed vermicelli. Where have you ever eaten beef?"

"Look, we really can't compare with others in this regard." Sun Taiyang sighed, stretched out his hand and squeezed Tang Wu's arm, "Xiao Tang, you can't do that either? Didn't you grow up in Europe? You don't have much flesh in your body!"

"I can't help it, Brother Sun, I've been like this since I was a child. And I don't dare to eat too much, I have to ensure my body fat percentage."

"Your weight coach can still let you start?" Li Tie also came over and patted Tang Wu's stomach, "You have a good figure, but you are too thin. It's not my bragging, you can't even carry your grandson!"

"That's right, Brother Sun plays as a defender, how could I ever hit him?" Tang Wu made up his ass in time.

"Stop laughing at your grandson!" Sun Sun opened a can of beer, "My stomach is full, drink some!"

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

Three Northeast gentlemen held their cans and drank with their heads up in the distant England.

"Hey! It's okay if you can't hit the body physically, but you can't compare with it technically. It's really uncomfortable!" Sun Taiyang began to complain.

"Yeah, when I played in Brazil, the South American's foot skills...he was born!" Thinking of Jianlibao's trip to Brazil, Li Tie kept smacking his lips.

"South Americans are born to dance, so of course there is nothing to do with their feet!" Sun Jihai opened a new can and took a sip. "But this European is not bad at his feet. How do you think he trained?"

"Yeah, let's not talk about others, just Rooney of our team, his skills are really nothing to say!" Li Tie also took a new can and opened it. There is no way to stop it! It is said that the England national team still wants to recruit him!"

"Yes, yes, there is also Ronaldo from Manchester United. Xiao Tang, he is one year younger than you, right? This one also scored a goal! Don't look at the fancy pedaling on his bicycle, but ordinary people really can't step on it! Hey ! Xiao Tang, don’t just eat it, come on, do it!”

"Dry it!" After Tang Wu swallowed a mouthful of meat, he and Sun Taiyang drank another can.

"Hey! Our generation is over, now it's your young people's world!" Li Tie patted Tang Wu's shoulder and began to remember it.

"Who said that! Brother Li, you are still young, okay? You have all played in the World Cup! We will rely on you to break into the next World Cup!"

"The World Cup?" Li Tie and Sun Yangyang looked at each other, as if they remembered something, and laughed.

"Don't mention it, I was replaced after less than half a point in the World Cup! Hahahaha" Sun Sun laughed, opened another can and poured it into his mouth.

"Hey! Brother Sun, it's alright, Brother Sun, you can't drink it!" Tang Wu hurriedly stepped forward to grab it.

"Xiao Tang, don't, don't stop him, let him drink! Let him drink!" Li Tie pulled Tang Wu and hiccupped.

"Brother Li, yes, but"

"It's nothing to worry about, come on, do it!" Li Tie picked up the beer and drank another can.

"Let me tell you, if Xiao Zhao's kick had been on time, we might have given Brazil a ball!"

"Yeah, who said it wasn't! It's such a fucking pity to hit the goal post!" Sun and Li frequently slammed wine together, recalling last year's World Cup.

Listening to the two reminiscing about last year's World Cup, Tang Wu drank with him.

"Now Xiao Zhao, Xiao Du, Xiao Qu have gradually grown up, and they have good attacking ability in the frontcourt. Now there is a goalkeeper like Xiao Tang. Our Chinese football has hope! By the way, Xiao Tang, have you participated in the National Olympics?"

Sun Jihai was already drunk, his temples were bulging, and even the gauze had a tinge of red.

"Uh, I participated, I participated." Tang Wu quickly echoed.

Raiola is still arguing with the national football team, but the general direction has been set. After all, Chelsea still has such an important game as the Champions League.

"That's fine! Heroes are young!" Sun Jihai slapped Tang Wu on the shoulder, "First the National Olympics, then the national team. Xiao Tang, if you play well in the National Olympics, you may be able to play against us in the second half of next year." The qualifiers are over! We will be teammates by then, hahahaha!"

"Well, good, good!"

"Tiezi, how do you think Xiao Tang compares to Lao Jiang?"

"Lao Jiang is in his 30s, it's time to give way to young people, hahahahaha!" Li Tie also got drunk and laughed loudly.

"Xiao Tang, the defense of the National Football Team depends on you, you have to defend!"

"That's right, Xiao Tang, let's work hard for this Olympic qualifier! Xiao Qu and the others won South Korea in the Asian Youth Championship last time, and you still can't lose this time!"

"No problem! I will definitely guard the gate of the National Olympics!" Tang Wu also drank three cans, his face flushed, the smell of alcohol rose, and he became excited.

Seeing Tang Wu's statement, Sun Taiyang and Li Tie were filled with relief.

They have already passed 23, and there is no way to compete in the Olympics.

The moon rose quietly, and the three people in the yard gradually fell silent. Tang Wu accompanied the two "old men" in the yard drinking one can after another.

The bright fire flickered in the wind, and a tear suddenly fell from Sun Jihai's eye socket.

"Old Li, think about it now, our National Olympic Games has not participated in the Olympic Games for 15 years!"

"Yeah, time flies so fast, it's been 15 years." Li Tie smacked his lips, and as soon as he gave it away, the beer can fell on the lawn. "I really want to watch the national flag and sing the national anthem on the Olympic football field!"

The evening wind in Manchester messed up the fire, but it couldn't blow away the hearts of the national football players of this era to win glory for the country.

　Uh, I hope everyone can read the article, don't always get entangled in the details, after all, Internet articles cannot withstand scrutiny.

　　If there is no accident, there will be another chapter before 12 o'clock.
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