Chapter 33: The second child's matter is solved
readx; The 22-year-old Thierry Henry sat there, looking over in horror, as if he had seen a shadow of his move to Arsenal. He suddenly stood up www.biquge.info rushed between Vieira and Anelka, separating them with both hands.
"Oh my God, you all calm down." Henry said.
His efforts were obviously useless, and Vieira would not heed his advice at this time.
ViΓ¨re stretched out one hand and pushed Henry back to his seat with a gentle push, and with the other hand still tightly grasping Anelka's collar, he said, "Mr. Anelka, this matter must be settled, right now, right here!" β
"Don't be like this, everyone is teammates, Shakespeare said, revenge is not bravery, endurance is bravery......" Henry is still trying to redeem it.
Luo Weixi couldn't stand it, he felt that Henry would offend Vieira even if he could transfer to Arsenal if he continued to make trouble like this. He hurriedly grabbed Henry: "Some things are destined to happen, no matter how hard you try, you can't stop it, all you can do is to follow the guidance of God and wait quietly for him to happen." β
After saying this, Luo Weixi realized that he had unconsciously become infected with Henry's literary tone. It's not right to think about it, it's the mature version of Henry in the 06 World Cup with a literary face, and now this ** version of Henry only looks honest, and he hasn't learned the literary tone, so how can he say such things?
Henry did not give up and still tried to prevent the conflict, saying to Rovich: "They are all my friends, I really don't want them to fight." β
"Shh......h Don't speak, feel with your heart. Luo Weixi put his index finger to his lips, his eyes full of sincerity.
The two looked at each other for a full ten seconds, and Henry's eyes dimmed, and there was no sign that he actually compromised. Henry said, "Well, I'll listen to you, I'll just sit here and watch." β
Luo Weixi didn't know why Henry suddenly compromised, anyway, if he could persuade Henry not to persuade him, he would have achieved his goal, and the rest was not something to consider now.
Vieira and Anelka on the other side are already on the fence, and a big battle is about to begin.
A young waitress had just finished delivering something from a table in the middle and was about to walk back, when her path was blocked by Vieira and Anelka, as if she was shocked by the aura of the two, and she actually shrank aside and did not dare to pass.
Anelka didn't want to lose face in front of so many people, especially when there were outsiders, so he plucked up the courage to say, "This is the restaurant, not the dressing room in Highbury, what the hell do you want to do?" β
Vieira still stared at those bull's eyes and said, "Mr. Anelka, didn't you just say that I gave you urine?" Since this matter is about the second child, then the second child's matter should be solved by the second child. β
"You...... What do you mean by that? Anelka smelled death, and he tried to move Vieira's hand off his collar, but to no avail.
"You'll find out right away!" Like a cat teasing a mouse, Vieira suddenly let go of his hand and gave it a hard push. Anelka looked weak, and a stumbling person was pushed to the seat. Vieira then walked over and began to make the gestures that only a man would do in the bathroom.
Before he could do anything, Anelka was completely at a disadvantage, and he collapsed in his seat and looked at Vieira in despair, like a little girl who was about to be violently assaulted but completely powerless to resist.
Vieira was now facing away from Rovich and Henry, and Rovich could only see Anelka's expression, but could not see what Vieira was doing. But from the look of God in the stunned waitress on the side, Rovich knew that Vieira must have pulled out his third leg again.
Vieira didn't speak, the master wouldn't talk nonsense until he made a move, and his figure was even a little graceful in the dim light.
Rovich couldn't see his face, he could only see Vieira's lower limbs twisting gracefully to the left in the pale yellow light, and then he heard a dull sound of "bu". At the same time, the young waitress next to him felt like she had been slapped in the face, and half of her face twitched unconsciously with this terrible muffled sound.
Vieira shouted loudly at Anelka: "This is the first time, dedicated to my poor arm in the locker room in the afternoon. "The master can also speak, and the master will only speak after the move.
"Bu" -
Barely adjusting, Vieira's lower limbs twisted gracefully to the right and continued to shout: "This is the second time, for all of you who have been drinking urine with me all night." β
Anelka's face was obscured by Vieira's wide frame, and Rovich couldn't see his current expression, but he saw that the young waitress couldn't stand it anymore, and she covered her face and screamed and left the scene of the incident from the other side.
"Bu" -
Again, Vieira twisted to the left again: "This is the third one, who is this one for?" Let me think about it, and dedicate this time to ......"
"What are you doing?"
A familiar voice, it was Arsene Wenger's. Arsene Wenger chose to disappear when things started to get out of hand, and reappeared when things were coming to an end.
Hearing Arsene Wenger's voice, Vieira seemed to be inspired and shouted: "Then this third blow is dedicated to our dear manager: Mr. Wenger!" β
"What the hell are you doing?" Wenger asked again, not knowing if he really didn't know or if he deliberately pretended not to know.
Wenger's appearance made Anelka, who had been silently enjoying the beating of pork strips like a dead man, finally come back to life, he struggled to stand up, like a child who has been bullied when he sees his parents, almost crying: "Coach, his dick...... His dick ......"
He was really embarrassed to say it, in fact, no one was embarrassed to say this kind of thing.
Rovich has been watching from the sidelines, and he thinks that Arsene Wenger, as the manager, should blame Patrick Vieira in a calm manner, and then the matter will be over.
However, Luo Weixi was wrong.
After Anelka's pear blossom told the whole story, the mild-mannered Wenger not only did not blame Vieira, but actually raised his hand to high-five Vieira, shouting: "Well done, Patrick (Vieira's name), this is what a good captain does." β
"What's this? Why is that? Anelka couldn't believe his eyes.
Arsene Wenger's answer was desperately simple: "Because he dares to do it, he's the captain." β
Arsene Wenger's attitude put the second child to a perfect end, and Nicolas Anelka was defeated in the game. At this point, his departure is irreversible, and as a beneficiary, Henry will officially usher in his brilliant career as a gun king.
How Anelka left the restaurant, no one cares, and no one cares about a loser.
Wenger didn't pretend to blame Vieira, he went straight to Henry, sat down next to him like a kind elder, and said: "Thierry, you and I are both French, let me ask you, would you like to leave Turin and come to London to play for me?" β
Westerners are straightforward, and Anelka has only been gone for less than five minutes before Arsene Wenger is looking for his spare tire.
Henry was a little overwhelmed, he looked at Arsene Wenger, then at Rovich with squinted eyes, and then at Rovich nodding his head gently.
Arsene Wenger continued: "I know Arsenal are not as good as Juventus, technically Arsenal are not the top giants in Europe, but all this can be changed, are you willing to change it with me? β
Vieira had already picked up his trousers, and he regained his big grin, and said, "Don't hesitate, Thierry, come to London." You promise me a move to London, and I promise you to help you get everything in the dressing room. β
It was only then that Rovich understood why the honest and indisputable Henry grew into the king of Highbury in the most competitive Premier League, in addition to excellent football skills, it is probably the most important thing to get the support of Vieira, a locker room bigwig, from the beginning.
Vieira's words reassured Henry, in fact, he was most worried about this, he was afraid that he would become Anelka II, and now that his doubts were solved, what was the point of hesitating? Henry nodded decisively at Arsene Wenger: "I'm willing to play for you." β
"Great, early tomorrow morning...... No, no, I'll ask the club to fax the documents to Turin later! Wenger said happily.
Luo Weixi was equally happy, he had already made contact with Henry in three missions, although he used different identities, but he felt that he and Henry had developed a certain affection. There's nothing more joyful than seeing a good friend's career go down the drain.
Speaking of which, this time I was able to complete the task thanks to Lin Darong, he unknowingly let Vieira once again take out the second child to Anelka, and he was unaware of the whole process, Luo Weixi looked at Lin Darong with a smile, he wanted to praise his father a few words.
At this time, he realized that Lin Darong, who had not spoken for a long time, was asleep.
Luo Weixi shook his head and looked at the time, fortunately, it was still early before the task was overtimed, this time there must be no more accidents, he was about to walk over and wake up Lin Darong. At this time, a man grabbed his arm, and Rovich looked back to see that it was Henry who was holding his arm.
Henry's gaze was sincere and reverent, and he said, "Thank you for your guidance, I know that you are not an ordinary person, let alone a Rowe team doctor. I know you are God, and you are here to guide me, thank you! β
Luo Weixi froze on the spot.