The coach in Eindhoven broke the remote control, just like our grumpy Joey.

Luther Bruder sat in his seat and was silent for a long time. I guess in our words it's gas and urine.

Waalwijk's players collapsed in their own half, and the last minute made them feel more tired than the whole game.

Jurgen Weavers sat down slowly against the post, as if he had exhausted all his strength. It's like being slapped in the face. In fact, he didn't know that the meaning of not being able to do more than three things should be beyond the third time, not stopping after the third time.

Ronald Coman, who was still jumping and scolding, rolled down the stands with such a fast movement as if he had never been old. He was in a hurry to throw He Xu into the sky with his teammates, this kid, there was no one left!

The dull pain from his head had eased, and He Xu was enjoying the feeling of being in the air, and shouted loudly, "Are you like this? It's not the final of the Champions Cup! Alright, guys, let me down...... Bastard, I'm afraid of heights! Hey, you still throw it? ”

Zhang Miao had already reached out to cover his mouth at this time, and he was so excited that he burst into tears.

The fans around her have no time to care about what happened to this little beauty, and this group of Waalwik fans only cares about scolding their mothers.

……

The TV replay shows the scene of the soccer ball crashing into the net as if it had cut through the air. Little Reggie in front of the TV clapped his hands, "It's so handsome!" Brother No. 99! Even more handsome than Garrincha who made me bet to win! ”

Susan turned off the TV contentedly, "Yes, yes, it seems that I have enough chips." ”

In the stands, Liang Yuan, who was wearing a peaked cap, turned his head to look at the tall man next to him, the tall man was also wearing a hat and sunglasses, and the two of them looked like underground party joints.

"What do you think? Man, is it worth your favor? ”

The tall man nodded, "But I really don't want to do you this favor, if he were Dutch, it would be perfect." ”

Liang Yuan smiled, "How can there be so many perfections?" If you've ever seen a player like this in your lifetime, that's perfect enough! Be content! Dude ......"

The tall man, known as "San Marco," stretched his legs, "I'll fight for it, you know I'm not so easily content." ”

"Listen to you, old man, it's all up to your ability and creation!"

The tall man patted Liang Yuan on the shoulder, "Do you want to hand over your nephew to me too?" ”

Liang Yuan glanced at him, "I don't think there's any need for this, right?" Isn't my nephew and I a good fit? ”

"There are no absolutes! How do you know if you don't try? The tall man smiled "sinisterly".

Liang Yuan gave him a blank look, and simply didn't make a sound.

The tall man looked at the watch in his hand, "I finally came to your place, you are the host, don't you invite me to dinner?" ”

Liang Yuan said angrily: "I found such a good disciple for you, won't you give me some benefits?" ”

"Hmph, it's just that I want to make you a wedding dress! And so noble! I am deeply worried about your nephew! ”

Liang Yuan said loudly: "Bastard! You wait, see if I don't drink you today?! ”

The tall man laughed and said, "You have a treat, I admit it when you drink and vomit blood!" That's it! Let's go, there is a restaurant here that is very good, and the food and wine are good. ”

At this time, Liang Yuan reacted, damn, you are the real host! Bastard......

At the press conference after the game, Coman deliberately brought He Xu, who played extremely well today, which was the first time in his life that He Xu directly faced reporters.

If you play so well, sooner or later you will have to face reporters! Although I am still young, there are some things that I should have touched earlier.

He Xu deliberately behaved very cramped and uneasy at this time, after all, if a newcomer is comfortable with dealing with reporters from the beginning, the probability of attracting reporters is too high. Until I can use my abilities perfectly and not show any flaws, I'd better keep a low profile.

The reporters met He Xu and completely abandoned Koeman, who they had seen enough of a long time ago.

"Ho! I know you're Chinese and your football isn't very strong. Is your current strength the result of training since childhood or talent? ”

"This ......" He Xu pretended to hesitate and turned his head to look at Ronald Coman as if asking for help.

Koeman was still immersed in the excitement of the almost last-second kill, and he loved the player who was dissatisfied with him at first. But in the face of reporters such a problem, the players still have to deal with it independently.

He Xu saw Coman pretending to be deaf and dumb, knowing that he should be able to play freely, as if he was very nervous and cleared his throat, "This...... I think talent is important, but hard training is the first condition for a player like me to improve. ”

The answer was not perfect, but it was watertight, neither belittling the football of his own country, nor deliberately attracting hatred to exaggerate himself.

"That's right! It was said that before the game Valwijk said that there were no more than three things to say that your fourth game will never let you score, what do you think about that? ”

He Xu smiled secretly: Did this news spread so quickly? Even the reporter knew.

He looked at the reporter who asked the question and replied, "This one! In my country, the so-called 'no more than three' means that there will be no more than the third thing, not the first three. So for me, who has scored in three games, it shouldn't be against me. So I won't say anything about it. ”

At this time, suddenly another reporter said loudly: "Ho! Is there anything you would like to say about your compatriot from Feyenoord? He's also doing well, is he a threat to you? ”

He Xu was stunned, Feyenoord's compatriots? Could it be...... That Chen Bo? He's in the first team? This question is quite vicious, He Xu said quietly: "This question! Since you have already said that he is my compatriot, Mr. Reporter, there is no threat or not! As compatriots and fellow countrymen, we should support each other! ”

At this time, a reporter in the corner suddenly asked: "We are very surprised by your rapid rise and progress." You've shown exceptional speed and reflexes in several games, and some experts say that your reflexes are extremely fast and your movements are more frequent, are you born with such reflexes? ”

He Xu, who has always had one thing to say, answered this time is very interesting. "Mr. Reporter, how do you think it would have been if it wasn't born?"

“……”

It seems that if this continues, I don't know how many strange questions are waiting for He Xu. Koeman had to stop asking questions, and after answering a few more questions as head coach, he ended the press conference.

In the locker room, He Xu's teammates were still celebrating the victory that wasn't really meaningful. They were talking about He Xu's off-ball getaway and the volley that seemed to be a bit unexpected and tested his reflexes.

And in Valvik's locker room, everyone was discussing how the evil Chinese kid kicked out the last kick of the damn No. 99.

Dustri Mulder was rubbing his aching knee, wondering how his leg had come together with the boy and he had fallen. Of course, this is nothing, and the most annoying thing is that this kid actually changed his jersey after the game.

Jurgen Weavers seemed to have forgotten the words he had let go of before at this time, and just sighed with his teammates how terrifying and fast He Xu's last shot was.

In fact, many people are like this, and a small setback can become an excuse for them to break their promises or forget their original intentions.

Despite the victory, life still has to go on, and it cannot be stagnant in the face of a little joy. He Xu, who understood this, took a shower as usual, changed into dry clothes, and prepared to leave the locker room with his teammates and go to the team's bus back to the hotel.

Out of the locker room, in the mixed interview area, another group of reporters stretched out various weapons in front of He Xu, but this time He Xu kept silent and walked to the bus in silence. This has also disappointed many journalists. However, Garrincha was as excited as ever, waving to the reporters, and repeatedly posing with scissorhands to the camera, which made his teammates very helpless.

……

Back in Amsterdam, Coman still chose to give the team a day off, after all, relying on so many players to fight in the third line, the pressure is too great.

When He Xu returned home, he saw Zhang Yao, who had changed his eyes, waiting for him in front of the door.

He Xu ignored her gaze and asked, "Just arrived?" ”

"It's half an hour ......"

"Then why don't you go in?"

Zhang Xiao said hatefully: "Have you forgotten that you didn't give me the key?" ”

"Ah, yes! This place doesn't belong to you, I think it's better for you to go home. ”

Originally, he wanted to express his admiration to He Xu with enthusiasm, but he was directly doused by a basin of cold water.

Zhang Miao looked at He Xu aggrievedly, He Xu, who had no choice but to bow his head and open the door, didn't look at her at all, the affection in his eyes was cast in the empty space, Zhang Miao was angry, and grabbed He Xu's arm, "Hey! What the hell is wrong with you? He Xu, I came so far to see you, and you treated me like this? ”

He Xu didn't speak or break free, but just pulled her into the room with the arm she was holding. Then he turned to her and said, "Grab me, I've got an arm injury." ”

Sure enough, the sentence had an effect, and Zhang Miao let go of his hand.

He Xu twisted his head back, and said again to himself, "Lie to your ......"

(It's a new week, and I hope everyone will support me!) ）