"I really don't understand why you can put up so much strength!"

"I don't know why you're so much longer than you look!"

"Fack, I'm talking about your header!"

"I'm talking about your arms!"

Mu Tu stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Wu up from the ground.

On the top net behind the two of them, a ball that had just landed was stopped—it was only Tang Wu who used his strength to eat.

Mu Tu ran to Tang Wuna every night these days, and when the time was right, he went out to look for flowers and ask for willows.

But what surprised Tang Wu the most was that the next day, Mutu could still appear on the court like no one else, and repeatedly gave wonderful goals.

The Romanians' waists may have been made of springs, this is the only conclusion that Tang Wu has come to these days!

"HEY, TOM, DO IT AGAIN!" Anovan shouted not far away.

"Yes, Mr. Anovan!" Tang Wu poked the ball on the top net from under the goal, caught it and threw it out directly.

"TOM, if you show up in Landis, those elves will go crazy because of your left arm!" Watching Tang Wu throw the ball into the center circle like a baseball player, Mutu exclaimed.

"Maybe you're the only one who can use your left hand to help those elves solve tasks that other organs haven't done!" Tang Wu replied and stood in front of the door again, waiting for Anovan to command the team to launch the next attack.

"Hey! Didn't I tell you? My nickname is the electric motor! Mutu yelled back on the line of the penalty area.

.......

Before you know it, the setting sun turns the London sky red. It is also this piece of fire cloud that the players can still see the sweat on each other's faces.

"Boys, come and assemble!" Rakelli stood on the sidelines with an A4 sheet of paper and other teaching assistants.

"It looks like the coach is going to announce the starting lineup." Mu Tu leaned over to Tang Wu and said.

"Yo Xi!" Tang Wu clapped his fists and palms, full of confidence.

More than 30 team members stood in two rows, and Tang Wu stood at the back of the team.

'Tomorrow is the derby, lads, and I think you know what that means.' Pulling Lili said in a long voice.

While the most notable of the London derbies was the north London derby between the Gunners and Tottenham, Wenger and Thierry Henry have not won at all in the years they have been combined.

Now Chelsea have stepped up and are going to wrestle with the "boss of the City of London".

"So I want you to give it your all and win this no matter what, do you understand?"

"Got it!" Even Belon, who is not good at English, understands Lapinli's words.

"Okay, then let's announce tomorrow's starting list." Raksli coughed.

"Forward, No. 21 Hernan, No. 7 Adrian!"

Hearing Lapini Nian's own voice, Mu Tu winked at Tang Wu.

These days, the relationship between Romanians and Tang Wu is very harmonious.

In order to repay Tang Wu for providing him with a "refuge", Mutu would say that Tang Wu was good in front of the Italians when he was fine.

"Midfielders No. 8 Steven, No. 4 Crowder, No. 11 Danemi, No. 14 Geremi."

Not hearing his name, Veron shook his head helplessly. He likes to play in the mid lane, but that doesn't mean it's all his turf!

"Defenders, No. 18 Bridge, No. 15 Melchiott, No. 2 Johansen, No. 29 Hut."

The Blues' two big defenders, Desailly and John Terry, both suffered injuries of varying degrees and had to sit on the bench, which was not a choice.

At the end of the reading, Lajili looked up at Tang Wu who was standing behind, helped his glasses and continued: "Goalkeeper No. 23 Cudicini. ”

"I won't read the list of substitutes, I'll post it in the old place, you can see it for yourself. I hope whoever you are better off staying in your bed tonight and resting honestly for the night. Do you understand? With that, he glanced at Mutu and shook his hand away.

"Disband!" Richards shouted.

In such an important game as the London City derby, who starts and who is on the bench knows who is in their own minds. After hearing the word "disbandment", everyone left in twos and threes.

Tang Wu turned three steps into two steps, chased after him and shouted, "That... Mr. Anovan, please wait. ”

"What's the matter, child?" The white-bearded old man turned his head and said with a kind stare at Tang Wu.

"I... I..."Tang Wu was speechless for a while, and his impulsive brain just calmed down.

"If it's okay, I'll go back first." Anovan said.

"No, Mr. Anovan!" Tang Wu stopped the other party again, "I... I think..."

Seeing Tang Wu's expression of wanting to speak, An Nuowan said softly, "Do you think you should start tomorrow?" ”

"That's right, that's right." Hearing An Nowan say what was in his heart, Tang Wu also adjusted his state in time and replied firmly.

"Why do you think that?" Anovan asked rhetorically, still unhurriedly.

"It's... This..."Tang Wu stumbled again.

"Just because you've won the Premier League Team twice?" An Nuowan saw what Tang Wu was thinking, and said the answer with a smile.

"Also, there is a reason for this... But, tomorrow is a derby! After being told his inner thoughts, Tang Wu's face was slightly red. In front of An Nowan, even though Tang Wu has more than ten years of experience living alone outside, at this moment, he is still like a child.

"yes, tomorrow is a derby!" Anovan smiled, "The coach should send an experienced, calm and experienced goalkeeper, right?" ”

"That's right, but..."

"But what? You think you're better than Cudicini, don't you? An Nowan's words broke through Tang Wu's thoughts.

"Not so, Coach." Hearing An Nowan say this, Tang Wu finally lowered his head. "I think there's still a big gap between me and Mr. Cudicini."

"Kid, if only you could think like that!" An Novan patted Tang Wu on the shoulder, "To be a man, you must guard against arrogance and rashness, and the goalkeeper should be even more so." Remember, what's yours is yours, and you can't earn it if it's not yours. Got it? ”

"Got it, Coach." Tang Wu replied obediently like a good baby.

Seeing Tang Wu like this, An Nuowan laughed and said, "But you are still young, what you have to do now is to change "not yours" into "it's yours" as much as possible." And when it's "yours", don't lose it easily. ”

This tongue-twisted Italian made others confused, but Tang Wu nodded and showed a firm gaze again.

"Okay, go home and get some rest, maybe Cudicini will be injured in the game tomorrow! You're going to have to muster up 120 points, you see? ”

"Yes, Coach!"

Seeing that Tang Wu had regained his fighting spirit again, An Nuowan left satisfied.

After Anovan left, Mu Tu on the side rushed over and put his arm around Tang Wu's shoulder: "Hey, dear TOM, don't be discouraged!" Do you want me to say a few nice words after tomorrow's game? ”

Seeing Mu Tu wink at him, Tang Wu certainly understood what the other party meant. He took Mutu's hand and pushed the other away. "No, you don't! I believe in my own strength! ”

"Hey! You really don't know what to do! Mutu looked like "hate iron does not make steel", "If you don't do this, others will do the same!" You're too kind, you know? If you go on like this, you'll be eaten until you're left with no bones! ”

"Then you don't have to worry about it!" Tang Wu waved his hand and walked straight to the parking lot, "And the coach said, you have to rest well tonight, don't come to my house!" ”

"Cut!" The Romanian snorted disdainfully.

It wasn't until Tang Wu gradually walked away that Mu Tu took out a spare key from his pocket and proudly stuck out his tongue at Tang Wu's back.