42. Scare reporters, bet
"What do you think of the weekend's game?"
"Manchester City have won eight league games in the league and are unbeaten at home with four wins and one draw. Arsenal have had a poor away record this season, with just one win, one draw and three defeats. What do you think about another defeat at the weekend that Arsenal will have their worst away record since 1981? β
"Pep Guardiola has won four and drawn one of the last five home games against Arsene Wenger's side, scoring 15 goals and conceding only five in five games, what do you think?"
"Since the 2014-15 season, Arsenal have only picked up 10 points from 17 games and won just one of their away results in the Big6 civil war. In the last 10 league games against Manchester City, Arsenal have won just three. The last time we won an away game against a top-six team was 1,021 days ago. What do you think? β
"This season, Manchester City's attacking line has exploded with all its members, ranking first in the five major leagues with 35 goals in 10 games, and the opponent has such a strong attacking force, may I ask Mr. Wall, are you confident to resist?"
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On Saturday afternoon, after the last training session before the game, Tan Xibi was surrounded by a group of reporters, listening to their gossip questions, most of which were the records and data analysis of the two sides.
"Hehehe......" Tan Xibi glanced at the reporters with a sympathetic look, and the cold laughter made them shut up.
"Do you want to make a bet?" Tan Xibi stretched out his index finger and looked at them coldly, "As long as you dare to gamble, I will answer your questions." If you don't dare, I'm not interested in talking nonsense with you! β
Sun reporter Daniel Katz asked, "Bet on what?" β
"Make a note of my account." Tan Xibi took out his bank card and displayed the front in front of everyone, "Tomorrow's game, we won, 1,000 pounds each, into this account, and then write words of praise on the front page." β
Tan Xibi grinned: "I'm not afraid of flesh, if the writing is not good, I am not interested in talking." β
Looking at Tan Xibi's smile and the string of numbers on the card in front of him, Katz looked at everyone for a moment, and then said, "Okay! We accept the bet. But what if you lose? β
"We're going to lose?" Tan Xibi pointed to his nose with the other hand, staring at Katz with an incredible expression, and said sarcastically, "You have superpowers?" Can you see the future? Before the game was played, you knew we were going to lose? God, instead of being a journalist, you should be Nostradamus. β
The corners of Katz's mouth twitched, and he felt like 100,000 alpacas were galloping through his heart.
Who is Nostradamus?
In the 16th century, the French-Jewish prophet, physician, astrologer, and author of the Hundred Poems made many accurate predictions, of course, not 100% accurate, and many failed predictions.
When Tan Xibi was mixing in France, he heard the legend of Nostradamus among the people, so he used it to mock Katz.
Don't look at Nostradamus's fame in Europe, but no one dares to compare themselves to this legendary and mysterious figure, and Katz can tell that Tan Xibi compares him to Nostradamus not at all praising him, but mocking him.
Manchester Evening News reporter Stuart Brennan was not used to seeing Tan Xibi and Katz, and in the spirit of defending his peers and attacking his opponents at the same time, Brennan said: "May I ask Mr. Wall, who gave you the courage to make this bet with us?" Can't you see the difference in strength between the two sides? Or do you only talk big? β
After reading the English mark on the microphone clearly and knowing that it was a reporter from a local newspaper in Manchester City, Tan Xibi sneered in his heart, and the expression on his face changed with the words spoken.
Tan Xibi first opened his innocent eyes wide, and made an "O" shape with his mouth: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand." β
Then a mysterious smile appeared on his face: "I'm not talking big, just the truth, with all due respect, Manchester City is spicy chicken in my eyes." β
After a pause, when everyone was stunned by Tan Xibi's words, Tan Xibi took the bank card back into his trouser pocket, and then raised his hand and gestured with the other hand: "Really, it's spicy chicken." β
After speaking, Tan Xibi laughed, bypassed the stunned crowd, and walked to the locker room.
It took a long time for the stunned reporters to come back to their senses and look at each other, although the English expression is not as concise and expressive as the Chinese, but the meaning is still the same.
"Everyone, let's go to the scene together tomorrow!" Katz gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "After Arsenal lost, I see what he has to say!" β
Brennan said with an ugly face, "Didn't he make a bet with us?" When the time comes, tell him to strip naked and learn to be a monkey! β
"You take his bet?" A reporter was surprised.
"What if Manchester City lose? So aren't we going to transfer Β£1,000 to him? Another reporter said.
"Not only that, but he also has to make headlines and slap his ass!" Another reporter said.
Katz looked at them with an unkind face: "Do you think Manchester City will lose?" That's Etihad, who hasn't lost this season! β
"Damn the yellow-skinned monkey! Tomorrow, soon you will regret the wild words you uttered today! Brennan said darkly.
Arsenal Manager's Office.
"That's the starting lineup for tomorrow?" Steve Boulder looked at Arsène Wenger in surprise.
"What? Can't I innovate and change? Wenger blinked like a child.
Khan, boss, you're still cute at your age, is it appropriate?
Boulder ignored Arsene Wenger's cuteness and looked at the starting list over and over again.
'A surprise for Pep Guardiola,' Wenger laughed, 'even with Wall, I don't expect not to concede a goal, City are too attacking. But as long as we score more goals than City, it's enough, so we need to play on the attacking side, not on the defensive side. β
Khan, play against Manchester City, are you serious? Boss, this is an away game, other people's territory, you are not a surprise to the Spaniards, you are happy!
Rejoice in heaven and earth!
"Here you go again."
"Why can't you come?"
"I just can't come."
"It's coming!"
"Okay, then I'll go."
"Don't go!"
"I'm leaving."
"Not allowed!"
"Yes."
"No!"
"Yes!"
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Well, this dialogue with the charm of the ancient dragon master is actually the crookedness of the author's one-on-one with Tan Xibi and Emma Jessica.
"Although the cold is cured, it is still necessary to prevent it, and this is the last bowl." Jessica placed a bowl of black water in front of Tan Xibi, who was frowning.
"I don't ......"
"Oh good. Obedient, my sister will give you candy to eat. Jessica coaxed the child to make Tan Xibi cry and laugh, this Chinese medicine was fried by Jessica's father, there are no side effects, and there are no contrabands that are not good for athletes.
After playing the league last Saturday, Tan Xibi went home with Jessica for the holiday, and Tan Xibi, who is a good guest, naturally will not go to other people's homes empty-handed, so he bought a lot of gifts, which are naturally loved by the more traditional and old-fashioned Dr. Huang (Jessica's father, a doctor who cultivates both traditional Chinese medicine).
It is said that the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the more pleasing it is to the eye, but here is the old father-in-law who looks at the "son-in-law", and the more she looks at it, the more she likes it, so until Tan Xibi's cold first recovers, but in order to cure and prevent it, Dr. Huang prescribed a week's course of treatment and let Tan Xibi take it, and today is the last bowl.
Although the traditional Chinese medicine is bitter, but the good medicine is bitter, Tan Xibi never drank it when he was in China, so he is not afraid of hardship, an orphan has grown up independently until now, what kind of suffering has he not suffered?
He just can't stand Dr. Huang's enthusiasm and Jessica's excessive care, and he is still young, and his mind at this stage is focused on playing football and making money, and he has no idea about emotional matters for the time being.
Although Jessica's mixed-race appearance is more than enough to participate in international beauty pageants, the age gap makes Tan Xibi unable to distinguish whether she is a sister and brother or something else, so it will take time.
But in the eyes of gossiping teammates and club staff, this little guy and the beautiful nurse must be tired.
Sunday's Etihad Stadium was very lively, as the match attracted the attention of the world.