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"If according to the statistical standard of the previous Premier League assists, Qin Xiong would have scored a hat trick of assists in Arsenal's 3-0 victory over Everton, but unfortunately in the current statistical standards, his long-range shot made Everton goalkeeper Martin made a save and Pire scored the ball with a supplementary shot, which cannot be counted as his assist, but we still appreciate the style of last season's European assist king, and his two passes of Henry and Reyes are wonderful!"

"Why should we dwell on his number of games? Oh, my God! Why is that Japanese thing the subject of our current discussion? (Note: The first crazy statistics of various matches were the Japanese league, and then gradually formed the mainstream of European football.) )”

"I think the team count is more important to the players, don't they?"

"No, no, no! Big mistake, you go and look at Zidane's statistics in the French national team, if you don't know that it is Zidane, you will think that it is a good player, but you know that it is Zidane, you know that the number of assists and the number of goals are all fake! Zinedine Zidane is the soul of the French team, there is no doubt that this is the real football! ”

"Okay, let's end this topic, let's go back to Qin Xiong's discussion, your opinion is that Qin Xiong's contribution is greater than the number of arenas he created, right?"

"Of course! There are many fans who like Qin Xiong because of his perfect combination of simplicity and elegance and speed dexterity, as well as his strong and brave side. But I think he's more important to Arsenal than Patrick Vieira used to be! Because Arsenal is developing a dependence on Qin Xiong, Henry is the striker. He needs someone to feed him shells. He relied on Qin Xiong. Qin Xiong helped him too much, and even made Henry lazy, pay attention, I don't mean lazy by derogatory, but Henry doesn't need to dribble from the half to break the opponent's goal, that is a good trick that Henry often staged in the past, but that is not a steady way to score, now. He focused more on scoring goals and only scoring goals! That's enough in a lot of games! ”

In the gym, Qin Xiong was lying on the carpet, Sylvia was originally massaging him, and she insisted that Qin Xiong try a physiotherapy massage technique he had newly learned from the sports medicine discipline, but before the massage was for a while, her attention was attracted by the BBC Sports Channel's Premier League post-match commentary program on TV.

Every time she heard someone praise Qin Xiong, she would always listen attentively, and then when she heard that she was happy, Qin Xiong would have a smile on her face that looked different. Silly.

Qin Xiong shook his shoulders and said, "It's boring to lie on your stomach like this." ”

Sylvia leaned over and smiled, "How can it be boring? Don't you hear what the critics on TV say about you? ”

"Hmph. Believe it or not, if I don't do a good job tomorrow, they'll turn the muzzle around and spray me with blood? I play my ball well, it's my profession. They speak freely and speak in a high-profile manner to support their families, everyone has different careers, and it is really stupid to be serious. ”

Sylvia gently patted Qin Xiong's back and complained, "I really don't know what kind of thoughts Kyle has instilled in you, how can you be indifferent when others praise you?" ”

Qin Xiong smiled: "What Kyle said is the truth, I think what he said is right, what will the media people say to me, if my mood will be affected by one or two words of praise or belittling, then I will have become a grumpy stupid donkey on the court." ”

After hearing this, Sylvia didn't know why she felt a little sad in her heart, she leaned down and pressed against Qin Xiong's neck and fell silent.

She went to the scene to watch Qin Xiong play football and understood what the atmosphere was like.

She may not know what is happening in the stadium, but she can hear the insulting remarks of some fans in the stands.

Players need to be able to withstand pressure!

The stronger and more famous the player, the higher the ability to withstand pressure!

But anti-stress is anti-stress, and when some people attack you, you can't stop it anyway.

Whenever she saw a hostile fan insulting or even gesturing her middle finger at Qin Xiong, her heart was sour.

So she also hopes that Qin Xiong's attention can be more focused on life, not to ignore football, but to bring him the good side of life as much as possible, so that he will not recall or think about those negative things at all.

After resting for a while, she straightened up and seriously did a physiotherapy massage for Qin Xiong to relax, she was very focused, this was not a whim couple interaction, but she wanted to be proficient in this skill, and she would give Qin Xiong such a massage regularly in the future, so that his body would be healthier and his soul would be more pleasant.

As his lover, Sylvia also enjoys this kind of work, silently, forming a tacit understanding.

In the evening, Qin Xiong and Sylvia went hand in hand to the restaurant he often went to near the apartment.

Dean, a black waiter, served Qin Xiong and the two enthusiastically, if Qin Xiong was not an old customer, he would not have seen anything unusual in Dean's expression.

But he still sensed that Dean was in a bad mood, so he took the menu and asked curiously, "Do you have something on your mind?" ”

If he were another guest, Dean would definitely shake his head, but he often chatted with Qin Xiong, but he didn't hide it, they were real friends.

Dean reluctantly said: "I've had a common stance with the Arsenal fans these days, well, because Charlton lost at home to Chelsea. ”

Qin Xiong was happy when he heard this.

Arsenal's win over Everton was in the same round, and yesterday, Chelsea beat Charlton Athletic 2-0 away, and Dean was naturally not happy as a Charlton fan.

"Well, for the sake of our common enemy, Chelsea, open a bottle of '96 Potus today."

Dean smirked: "No wonder you don't come here before and after the Arsenal and Charlton games. ”

Qin Xiong shook his head and said, "No, I will decide whether to come or not depending on my mood." For example, if Arsenal win Charlton, of course I'll come and open a good bottle of wine to comfort you. ”

Dean laughed, "I'll definitely take a leave of absence that day." ”

Sylvia kept smiling and silent on the side, Qin Xiong's friends around him are wrong, but they don't distinguish between rich and poor, this is exactly Qin Xiong's style of dealing with people, which makes her extremely appreciative and proud.

In the middle of dinner, Dean came over and said, "I'm sorry to disturb you, there are two guests over there who want to take a picture with you, and if you don't want to, I'll explain it to them." ”

Qin Xiong turned his head to see that it was two local young girls, who were obviously standing in the distance with a sense of excitement watching Qin Xiong's side.

Qin Xiong turned his head to look at Sylvia again, as if asking for her opinion, Sylvia pursed her lips and nodded.

Qin Xiong said to Dean at this time: "It's just a group photo, no problem." ”

After the two young girls walked over with excited faces, they bent down one left and one right to approach the sides of Qin Xiong's head, and then after taking a photo, they shook hands with Qin Xiong somewhat formally, and each said a word before leaving.

"Qin Xiong, I adore you very much! Your performance at Arsenal has been fantastic and we want you to stay with Arsenal! ”

"I know you won't tell us some secret information, but I just want to tell you that you are a star who makes us proud, thank you!"

Qin Xiong obediently waved his hand to the two girls to say goodbye, and then turned his head to see Sylvia holding her chin and staring at him with a smile.

"Look at what? I didn't say a word! ”

"Nothing, I just want to look at you."

Sylvia's pun made Qin Xiong can't help but raise the corners of his mouth. (To be continued......)