"Jingle bell, ding bell, jingle bell!"

"How happy we are skiing, sitting on the sled!"

Tang Wu didn't go skiing, but drove Bi Ma Wen to Holloway Academy.

Christmas is approaching, the streets and alleys are full of Christmas trees, and the shop windows are also hung with strings of small colorful lights, playing Christmas celebration songs.

"Ahh Brother Tang! Seeing Tang Wu's Bi Ma Wen, Zhou Hao staggered in front of Tang Wu, revealing two lovely pear vortices.

"Brother Tang, why are you here? How's your injury? ”

"Okay, it's almost, I've been training with the team for a while these days!" As Tang Wu spoke, he conjured a red rope with a small bell from his left hand and naturally tied it to Zhou Haohao's wrist.

"Ring, ring, ring", Zhou shook his right hand with satisfaction, took out a red Santa hat from his back, cocked his feet, and put it on Tang Wu's head.

"Am I like Santa Claus?" Tang Wu took the opportunity to ask.

"Not like! Even if you have a beard, it doesn't look like it! ”

"Oh? Why? ”

"You're so dark! Santa Claus isn't as dark as you! Zhou said seriously.

"Dare to laugh at me? Looking for a fight! ”

Tang Wu grabbed Zhou Haohao, who was about to run away, and stretched out his right hand as if he was angry, his thumb clasped his middle finger, and aimed it at the pear vortex girl's brain.

Perhaps sensing that he "couldn't escape", Zhou Haohao was so frightened that he approached his eyes and tightened his neck.

waited for a long time, but didn't wait for the imaginary "brain melon collapse". Just as Zhou Hao opened his eyes curiously, Tang Wu let go of his thumb.

There was a crisp sound, and Tang Wu's middle finger knocked on Zhou Haohao's head.

Zhou is a good spirit, not so much painful as frightened.

"Humph! The show is almost here! Let's go inside! Zhou Hao rubbed his forehead dissatisfied, grabbed Tang Wu's hand, and walked into the auditorium.

Performances in the auditorium run from morning to afternoon, as the evening is closed.

Moreover, most of the morning performances are those that are spontaneous and unappreciated by students.

There weren't many audiences in the auditorium, and the performance was rough, but Tang Wu watched it with relish.

In particular, Zhou Haohao's group performed the cello sextet.

After the performance, Zhou puffed out his cheeks, and before he even took off his makeup, he was about to pull Tang Wu away.

"Hey, okay, don't you want to introduce us to this handsome Chinese guy?"

"No, Dani, my compatriots don't speak English, next time!"

"Good! We've all seen it! Another child laughed and said, "I saw his left hand just now!" It's rare to see a left-handed boy like that in London! ”

"You're wrong!" After Zhou finished speaking, he pulled Tang Wu and disappeared around the corner. Leaving only one of Tang Wu's left hands, he waved at the girls in the air.

"Giggles," the girls' laughter came from behind him again.

Girls are young and energetic, but if they are not guided correctly, they can easily make mistakes, like Chelsea this season.

While Tang Wu accompanied Zhou Hao to go shopping and find a restaurant for lunch, Lajli took his new Blues to the Valley Stadium in Charlton Athletic, Greenwich, southeast of London, to challenge the owner of the club, Charlton.

Facing a mid-table team, Lajli only wants to close or keep the gap on Manchester United with a narrow win; But Charlton don't think so, and they're going to give the fans a big gift before Christmas.

Just 42 seconds into the game, Johansen's breakaway was cleared by John Terry and Charlton won a corner.

When Di Canio drove three corners from the left in a row, centre-back John Terry suddenly fell into a trance.

For some reason, he seemed to feel that he should immediately run outside the penalty area at this moment, because the dark shadow behind him would often take out such corner kicks and then instigate the whole team to launch a fast attack.

As Terry took his first steps, the clammy air suddenly sent shivers down the shiver of the young future Blue captain.

No, it's not him behind him!

Terry hurriedly turned his head, and a red streak had already jumped high, and he shook his head at the incoming ball.

"Fack!" Terry cursed.

"Huh!"

A basketball goes into the net.

Zhou Haohao took the one-meter-long toy Winnie the Pooh handed over by the store with helplessness written on his face, and jumped excitedly twice on the spot.

"Brother Tang, you are so good, your shooting is so accurate!"

"As long as I grasp the posture of my wrist, shooting a few threes in a row is a small case for me!"

Although there is an element of bragging, girls seem to eat this set.

In the 30th minute, taking advantage of an attacking error by the Blues, Charlton quickly launched a counter-attack with three people in front.

Wing-back Johansen strode forward with the ball, glanced at the midfield before Bridges approached, and didn't hesitate to curl with his right foot.

Outflanked in the middle, Holland jumped on one foot and smashed Desailly's head into the ball from seven yards out.

"Horn!"

The last balloon on the cardboard was popped.

"I want that!" Zhou Haohao pointed to the three-tiered balloon full of bells, proudly held it in his hand, and showed off to the tourists around him.

Such a balloon can only be obtained by hitting 8 out of 10 shots.

"Foreigners are real, we will do this kind of thing in China!" Tang Wu pursed his lips, as if he knew a lot about this air gun.

"Then how many can Brother Tang hit in China?"

"Humph! Even if they are right, I can hit it! Tang Wu was ashamed again.

In the second half, Lackluster used Gudjohnsen to replace the disappointing Glen Schal, and if they don't fight back, Chelsea may not even be able to pick up a point on the road.

But even with the substitutions, the Blues struggled to withstand Charlton's lightning raid.

In the 47th minute, Di Canio shook Terry on the left side of the penalty area.

"Kill him!" Cudicini shouted.

However, Di Canio did not go on the attack and opted for a cross. Blues captain Desailly kicked the ball under his feet in a panic and the ball slipped under his feet.

A desperate Cudicini looked behind him, where there was only Johansen outflanked and an open door.

"Click!"

A kitchen knife cuts the roast chicken in half on the cutting board.

"Ah~~~"

Tang Wu handed a piece of chicken into Zhou Haohao's open mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

"Hmm..." Zhou chewed it well, frowned, and said, "It's not very delicious, it's not very delicious, and it looks so big!" ”

"Yes! I'll just say it! This thing has to eat our domestic ones! Tang Wu also tore a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, "Do you think we have turkeys in China?" This thing is so woody, you have to add a lot of condiments to its stomach, or the British can't get used to it! ”

"Okay, then..." Zhou Hao Hao held Winnie the Pooh in one hand and a balloon in the other, lowered his head, and peeked at Tang Wu through the hair curtain with his two eyes.

"It's okay, if you don't eat it, I'll eat it, don't waste it!" Tang Wu sighed and stuffed all the chicken on the board into his mouth.

"Hiccup~ Boss, why is there a chicken leg missing?"

After falling behind by 3 goals, Lakli changed two people in a row, intending to make a last-ditch fight.

However, the newcomers Galla and Geremi failed to help the Blues sort out the midfield, and in the 53rd minute, Charlton pulled out space again on the right, Di Canio sent in a through ball, and Bridge made a mistake in the reckless volley of the ball.

Juul met the ball on the right flank of the Blues penalty area and had already swung his left leg.

"Smack!"

A baseball bat smashes a watermelon on the table.

"Okay, I'll just say it's too violent!" Looking at the popping watermelon on the table, Tang Wu hurriedly picked out a large piece and sent it to Zhou Haohao's mouth.

"This is called the peace of the year!" Zhou Hao curled the corners of his mouth proudly, as if he was satisfied with his idea.

Watermelons are considered a luxury item in the UK, especially in winter, and they are even more expensive.

But no matter how expensive the watermelon is, Tang Wu can afford to buy it. It's just that the boss here only sells melons, not knives.

Don flipped the baseball bat he bought from next door, and then looked at the little blonde boy who was swallowing his saliva on the side of the road. Squatted in front of him, "Hey, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Bob!"

"Bob, this bat is yours, Merry Christmas to you!"

The child looked at the bat handed over by Tang Wu, shook his head, and pointed to the watermelon on the table: "No, I want that!" ”