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By the time the group of young men came out of the bar, it was nearly midnight and the bar had to close. Otherwise, this group of young people who have a lot of fun will not want to be separated. Russell and the tall, chestnut-haired beauty seemed to be close to going out together to open a room.

As for the other British teammates, they also hugged the beauties, and Borger almost buried his face in the middle of the other's cleavage. A bunch of people were giggling outside the bar.

Fortunately, when the guests left, it was very lively outside, and there were many scenes that were more excessive, and no one noticed them.

Chu Zhongtian watched his teammates play around, but he didn't get involved. He's a little conservative and can't do it in public. He and the girl who chatted with him all night didn't even shake hands, let alone hug and kiss me. This kind of scene full of "capitalist ** atmosphere" is not quite acceptable to him. Borger seemed to him too frivolous, except that someone else was someone else, he was him, and he really didn't have any qualifications to demand everyone to be like him - he often forgot that on the football field, and he could restrain himself when he wasn't playing.

Seeing that everyone was so happy, Schilling simply suggested that everyone find a place to continue playing. Chu Zhongtian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You guys go, I won't go." ”

Borger looked at him in disappointment.

Russell unexpectedly kept the same agreement with Chu Zhongtian: "If Chu doesn't go, I won't go either." I can't leave my friends behind. His words sounded, but Chu Zhongtian was very surprised, he didn't think that his relationship with Russell was good enough for him to throw away the beauty in his arms.

Seeing Russell like this, Borger also looked at the beautiful woman who was held in his arms with drunken eyes, and seemed to be able to be pushed into bed by him at any time. He seemed to have made up his mind and said, "Okay then." Since Alai is not going, I am not going either. ”

Schilling looked at Andy Sullivan again, and Sullivan waved at him, "I'm not going either." ”

"It's a disappointment." Shirin muttered, then let go of the woman he was holding. "Well, beauties, it looks like you're not glamorous enough, shall we put you in a taxi?" Shirin gestured to the taxi waiting in line.

"It's not fun!" The women also felt disappointed, and they rejected Shirin's proposal and walked away one by one with their butts twisted.

"It's all about you, Chu!" Bolger was obviously upset that he didn't have a one-night stand with the beauties.

"I didn't stop you from playing." Chu Zhongtian raised his hand and said.

"Forget it." Shirin smacked his lips and said, "Anyway, I've touched enough." ”

After the five beauties left, the five Wimbledon players gathered.

"I didn't expect you to be in a place like this......" Shirin thought it was a coincidence.

"Do you think you're the only one familiar with Wimbledon? We're natives! Bolger puffed out his chest triumphantly.

"Looks like it's just me not." Chu Zhongtian said.

"You're going to stay here for three years, Chu?" Shirin asked.

"Well, go to school."

"That's enough." Schilling said proudly, "Three years is enough time to get you acquainted with every entertainment venue in Wimbledon!" The premise is to follow us! Ha! ”

This sentence startled Chu Zhongtian, he didn't have the time or energy to always run to such a high-consumption place, and the most important thing was that he didn't have spare money to come here to pick up girls. "That's not good, I still have to work, go to school, play football...... Where do I have time for this kind of place? ”

Seeing his serious appearance, Shirin laughed out loud and patted him on the shoulder.

Sullivan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly changed the subject: "I think it is really a good thing for the team for the two of you to reconcile. ”

Shirin and Bolger both looked at Russell and Chu. They all thought of the afternoon game.

"Today's race proved that." Sullivan usually doesn't talk much, but once he speaks, he must be to the point, and when he plays, he also belongs to the type of player who plays with his brain.

Schilling agrees with his friend: "Chu is the best defender in our midfield, and Russell ...... I hate to admit it, but you're the best midfielder in the team. ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Russell shrugged, he didn't really care about Shirin's compliment.

'You two can't play and it affects us a lot, defensively and offensively. Sullivan continued. Next to him, Borger nodded in agreement.

Five young men stood on the side of the road, chatting about the afternoon game, completely different from the drunkards who came out of the bar in high spirits.

"We played better in the second half than in the first half because the boss let you two come up." Shirin added.

This has proven to be the case. In Wimbledon's two goals, Chu Zhongtian instigated the first goal and directly assisted the second goal. Russell, on the other hand, assisted the first goal directly and scored the second goal himself. So Eames would have said that if it had been a televised game, his substitution would have been touted by the media after the game, because it was really an immediate one.

"I think as long as you two are in good shape, you'll basically start in the future......," Bolger said, "and the five of us are enough to support the midfield, as long as we start at the same time, we can win!" The more he spoke, the more excited he became. Wave your arms. "When the time comes, let's lead the team to win game after game. Then upgrade and upgrade again! Go to ......"

"Go where you need to go! Go to the top league! Shirin picked up his words in a loud voice.

"Go where you need to go! South West London!! Ha ha! Schilling was also involved.

"Oh-oh," Borger howled, cocking his neck. A few young people were screaming and laughing in the streets in the middle of the night, as if no one was around.

Chu Zhongtian didn't yell and laugh at them like this, but he also had an undisguised smile on his face. He loves it, very, very, very much. Because he is no longer alone, he has friends and can work towards the same goal.

"Haha, that's a pleasure!" Shirin, who was done howling, slapped his face, "In order to wish us an upgrade, I suggest that we should celebrate again!" Go have a few more drinks, guys! ”

As soon as Chu Zhongtian heard his proposal, he hurriedly waved his hand: "It's almost eleven and a half, and the bars are closed." ”

"I know some bars are open until two o'clock in the morning...... "Schilling is familiar with Wimbledon's entertainment venues.

"Uh...... Never mind. "I didn't expect that it was Russell, who seemed to be the most dashing, who spoke out against this time." I have other things to ......"

"Alley is a good boy." Bolger didn't want Schilling to think that Russell was unsociable, so he helped him explain it very seriously. But he did bad things with good intentions......

"Shut up, Gavin!" Russell was visibly annoyed by letting his teammates find out that he was still under curfew, as the good boy didn't match his usual arrogant appearance......

"Ahaha!" Seeing Russell's embarrassed expression, several young people laughed at the same time.

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"It's closed, Emily, and you should go back early. Otherwise, your mom should lose her temper again. Boss John stood in the doorway and said to Emily behind the bar.

Emily felt powerless at the mention of her mother, she sighed softly, tossed the rag in her hand aside, and began to take off her apron. "All right, Uncle John."

When she reached the door, John asked in the back, "Is there anything I need to bring to Chu?" ”

Emily looked back at the fat boss and shook her head.

"Goodbye, Uncle John." Emily waved to the boss and stepped into the night.

Boss John kept looking at her back, thoughtful.

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