Tang Wu's contract renewal is just a small pebble thrown on the surface of the lake for London, and it just sets off a ripple.

The biggest interest among fans across the UK is whether Manchester United's rookie can be qualified for the No. 7 shirt left by Becky.

However, Xiao Xiaoluo's Red Devils debut only relied on a gorgeous bicycle pass, and completely impressed the discerning Red Devils audience.

From that moment on, Xiao Xiaoluo used his excellent performance to make many Red Devils fans find a reason to forget Xiao Bei.

Four rounds of the league have passed, and Xiao Xiaoluo's every appearance has won the applause of the fans.

In Ruud van Nistelrooy's words: "Manchester United have found a replacement for David Beckham! ”

"You don't have to help Cristiano, you just have to wait for your position and wait for the ball to come. He was brilliant and fast, sometimes stealing the ball at the feet of opposing defenders and the defenders couldn't react at all. ”

Even Xiaobei himself was full of praise after watching Xiao Xiaoluo's game, saying that Manchester United did not live up to the expectations of the "No. 7".

The Red Devils are on good momentum but still a little behind.

In the fourth round of the league, the Red Devils lost 0-1 away to Southampton and won the league defeat.

Chelsea, the favourite, are on the heels of the Gunners, who have won all four of their games, with a record of three wins and one draw.

Although Claude Makelele's arrival has closed the last hole for the Blues, no one knows if the French midfielder, who is still mired in a salary dispute with Real Madrid, will be able to adapt to the Premier League.

At Stamford Bridge, the Blues are divided into two groups and play a match on the pitch.

"Coach, this is an analysis of the form of all the players at the moment. Judging from the data, everyone is in good shape! Richards said with a little excitement as he handed Rakley a stack of papers.

Lacelli was not as optimistic as his assistant, staring closely at Crespo in the field, muttering something.

'Why don't you score again? Why haven't you scored yet? ”

That's right, if Crespo's form is not good, Chelsea really won't be able to compete with Arsenal and Manchester United in the new season.

The Romanians have already scored twice, but the Argentines have been unable to find form.

The two sides basically played with one side pressing the other, for the simple reason that the main players played against the bench players.

In real training, there will be no breaking up of the team and splitting it into two teams to fight against each other.

Often the main first team, substitute first team.

The coach looks at how well the players play, that is, to see if the main team can score more goals, and whether the substitute can emerge from the abuse to produce a guy with outstanding performance.

Now the two sides have been playing for more than half an hour, and the score is 5-0.

Cudicini was left alone in his own half, so bored that he could fade out of the birdie.

The main team left only Desailly and Barbayaro in the backfield, and others such as John Terry and Makelele rushed to the front court to participate in the attack.

On the edge of the pitch, Duff controlled the ball, facing Robert's defense while scanning the situation in the box with his peripheral vision.

In his sight, a black shadow flickered, and suddenly accelerated towards the forbidden area.

Duff didn't hesitate any longer, flew up and hoisted the ball towards the penalty area.

In the penalty area, Crespo had already rushed into place.

With first-class movement and first-class passing, Bogard was just a little hesitant and was firmly stuck behind by the Argentine.

"It's a beautiful pass!" Seeing Duff get up, Richards immediately praised him.

The ball arced through the air and fell quickly.

Duff's "full moon scimitar" actually had a trace of Xiaobei's shadow.

"6-0!" Richards said subconsciously.

Crespo is an opportunist and although he needs the ball from his teammates, he rarely makes mistakes when it comes to goal.

What's more, his header is also a must!

If Ronaldo's goal was scored with a dizzying amount of skill, Crespo was the finisher of the final kick.

Ronaldo's goal will be memorable, Crespo is the complete opposite, he only gives the last "one".

The ball was falling sharply and the Argentine was in position and ready to take off.

With the exception of Frank Lampard at the top of the arc, Mutu, Gudjohnsen, Veron and others all stopped to wait for Crespo's fatal blow.

Looking at the ball getting closer and closer, Crespo took a deep breath and leaped hard. His head was tilted to the other side, intending to slam the ball.

But just then, a pair of white-green gloves suddenly appeared on top of Crespo's head and took the ball off first.

La's eyes lit up, he had already seen this step.

The young Chinese goalkeeper is clearly not content to stay on the goalline passively, preferring to believe in his own ability and refusing to narrow his defensive range even when the army is overwhelmed.

There was a muffled sound, and Tang Wu, who was one meter eight or nine, was knocked out half a meter away by the Argentine, who was five centimeters shorter than him.

"Beep!"

In fact, before the referee's whistle sounded, the other players around him had already surrounded him.

As the end of the half, Crespo didn't score a goal and was clearly a little angry.

In desperation, he forgot to check his surroundings at all, and only had the ball in his eyes.

Tang Wu's appearance was unexpected, and when he reacted, his head had already rubbed hard against his chin.

If it weren't for Tang Wu's arm to block it, Tang Wu's jaw might have been directly shattered by the Argentine striker.

This time, although both sides fell to the ground together, most of the people gathered around Crespo.

It's the thigh of the team and if he gets injured in training, it will definitely be Chelsea's biggest loss for the new season.

After Frank Lampard, who had already seen Tang Wu's actions, failed to make up for it, he shook his head regretfully when he saw both sides fall to the ground, but he didn't know if it was because of Tang Wu or Crespo.

"Hernan, how are you?" As Crespo's national team teammate and friend, Veron was the first to rush forward.

"Hiss~~~" Crespo snorted.

Compared to Tang Wu, Crespo is physically strong.

In addition, it was mainly him who hit Tang Wu just now, so it was basically no big deal.

But he knew that the goal just now was still destroyed by the goalkeeper. Out of "face damage", Crespo didn't make a sound for a while, just sat up and rubbed his head under Veron's pull.

Tang Wu was knocked to the ground and rolled half a circle, and the ball he had just picked up also rolled to the side.

Because he landed on the ground without the defense of his arms, Tang Wu fell not lightly.

Just as Tang Wu grinned, a swarthy hand reached out in front of him.

"Thank you." Tang Wu stretched out his hand and said without thinking.

"Boy, you look insecure!" Makelele said.

"What?" Tang Wu thought he was having auditory hallucinations.

"You seem like you'd rather trust yourself than your teammates, don't you?"

"It's... I do not know. Tang Wu said uncertainly.

No one had ever told him such a thing, and when Tang Wugang wanted to refute it, he found that deep down he really didn't believe the defenders in front of him, as Makelele said.

At the very least, compared with top strikers such as Crespo and Mutu, Tang Wu subconsciously didn't believe that they could defend these people.

"Boy, you have to remember to trust your teammates at all times!" Makelle said earnestly.

"I know, but..."

"But what? Are you afraid they won't be able to prevent it? Or are you afraid that they will make a mistake? ”

"I don't know." Tang Wu lowered his head, then thought of something, raised his head and said, "But how did you see it?" ”

"It's easy!" Makelele showed a pair of teeth that were whiter than ordinary people, "In Real Madrid, if it was Igor, the ball would have been knocked away by him with a single fist just now." ”