The strongest blade in football

Chapter 123 Teppanyaki BBQ and Fish Belly

Wang Nuo and the others returned to the hotel at 7 o'clock in the evening.

They slid in through the hotel side door hunched like secret agents, each with the look of an assassin on their face.

Well, no one was paying attention, except for the goofy kid at the hotel desk.

Wang Nuo thought to himself, don't say hello loudly!Yes, that's it, you can just pretend that we don't exist, we are a transparent trio.

One minute later, the secret agents went up to the third floor and instantly changed back to their status as players. Wright Phillips parted ways with them.

Wang Nuo let out a long sigh of relief. He felt that playing with Balotelli was a bit too much this time, and he had to control himself next time!

Then, Wang Nuo pushed open the door while considering the training arrangements for the evening.

Huh?Didn't you close the door when you left?
The room was bright, and Mancini was sitting on the single sofa with his legs crossed and a coffee cup in his hand.

Balotelli followed behind Wang Nuo, humming a classic Italian dance called Tu vuò fa l'Americano.

"You want to be American, you want to be American, Whiskey Soda Rock, Whiskey Soda Rock~"

Unknowingly, he squeezed away Wang Nuo who was standing there, walked into the room, and then he also found Mancini.

"Hey! Roberto! Here you come!"

Balotelli was not surprised at all and greeted happily.

"Where the fuck have you been?"

Mancini put down his coffee cup and pointed to the wall clock, "You guys disappeared for at least an hour!"

The boss looked angry, something was wrong.

"Don't mention it, we just want to go out for a stroll to get some air. We came back early, but who knows that we ran into several places..."

"Enthusiastic fans!" Wang Nuo realized that Balotelli didn't mean to hide at all, so he quickly took over his conversation.

"They recognized Balotelli and they kindly offered us some juice and sat and chatted."

Wang Nuo gave Balotelli a look.

Don't let the boss know about the "armed conflict" just now, that's definitely asking for trouble.

"I don't care what the fuck happened to you, the point is, did I emphasize that everyone must stay in the hotel!"

After Mancini finished speaking, he added to Balotelli, "Don't call me Roberto, I'm your coach!"

Wang Nuo closed his mouth knowingly.

"Okay, Coach!" Balotelli's smile showed no trace of remorse, "Today was my idea, it's too boring here, and Wang Nuo is my bodyguard! He's very strong, don't you see that? "

"Also, I just tried the local cannelloni, it's really good, I should take you to try it too, it's delicious!"

Wang Nuo stood by and listened more and more anxiously, wondering what nonsense this guy is talking about?
Isn't it time to admit the mistake quickly, lest the boss continue to get mad?
He saw with his own eyes that Adebayor contradicted Mancini, was scolded bloody and punished to sit on the bench!

Wang Nuo already had a premonition that a storm was coming, and he even wanted to plug his ears.

Unexpectedly, things are completely different from what he thought!
"What's so delicious about cannelloni? They are everywhere in the streets and alleys. If you score a goal tomorrow, I can treat you to cannelloni for a week!"

After listening to Balotelli's nonsense, Mancini didn't yell at him, but gave such an answer!

Wang Nuo couldn't believe his ears, oh my god, it's the first time in a month that the hot-tempered boss is so gentle!
"Before tomorrow's game, don't let me see you disappearing in the hotel!"

Mancini looked at Balotelli with complicated eyes, his voice had slowly dropped, and he looked at Wang Nuo again, "You too!"

Wang Nuo thought to himself, Boss, you finally thought of me, although I just mentioned it in passing.

"no problem!"

"Okay, boss!"

Wang Nuo and Balotelli agreed together.

Mancini stood up from the sofa, bared his teeth and slapped Balotelli on the head "viciously", but Balotelli dodged it with a playful smile.

"You are geniuses under Mino, I hope you are all worth the summer transfer fee!"

Then Mancini took another look at Wang Nuo and left the house directly!
Without reprimand, punishment, or even a verbal warning, Wang Nuo looked at Balotelli and gradually understood that the rumors were indeed true!

This guy, where is Mancini's beloved disciple, he is clearly Mancini's own son!
He realized right away that he couldn't fool around with Balotelli in the future, he had something to rely on, so why should he be hanging around like this!

Wang Nuo sounded the alarm for himself.

At this moment, Balotelli had already taken out the PlayStation from the suitcase and took out two handles.

"Come on, Roberto is right, let's stay and play games obediently!"

Balotelli sent an invitation.

"Play by yourself for a while, I'll go to the hotel gym to have a look!"

Wang Nuo thought that it would be fine even if he went to sweat. He knows how to balance work with rest, but today he had a restful day and had to go for some activities.

The next day, after lunch, the Manchester City team arrived at the Dan Partinisan Stadium again by car.

The first round of the Europa League play-offs is about to start!
But the Manchester City players were in trouble.

It is midsummer in Romania, the weather is sunny today, the highest temperature is close to 37 degrees, the visiting team locker room is like a sauna, it can drive people crazy.

The air conditioner in the locker room was claimed to be in good condition, but only one of the six air outlets on the ceiling could feel a little bit of coolness, and the rest were useless.

The Manchester City players had no choice but to take turns to take a shower to cool down, and stayed in the corridor to wait for the game to start.

The situation in the bathroom is not optimistic either. The dilapidated dressing room has a strong Spartan style. Once more than four people take a shower at the same time, the water on the floor can overflow the calves!

No complaints from Manchester City's big-name players, as the car horns blaring outside the hotel all night made them a little sleepy, but fortunately most of them prepared earplugs in advance.

It has to be said that Timisoara has prepared a big gift for Manchester City. They may face Manchester City with debuffs all over their bodies and only 50% status on the court.

The fans here are wild and enthusiastic, and the security is also very good. It basically prevents the fans from carrying pistols and knives, and what is thrown into the stadium is at most only burning fireworks.

Wang Nuo finally knew where Balotelli got the sky cannon after he returned to the hotel yesterday!
I hope no one in the auditorium uses such a brutal weapon today.

In this game, both Wang Nuo and Balotelli were substitutes, and Carlos Tevez still led the striker.

Manchester City's players entered the stadium to warm up for a symbolic body, and the thoughts that were probably circling in most people's minds were a large glass of ice water and an ice bath tub.

Many people stood on the field for a while, sweating and smoking, but the ruthless referee blew the whistle to start the game.

As the game started, the audience quickly boiled over.

They put their arms around each other's shoulders and started bouncing rhythmically in the small stands, boom boom boom, the whole stadium was full of fanatical gypsy atmosphere.

Thick smoke from fireworks and unfamiliar Romanian battle songs floated in the air, and the ground trembled violently.

It gives people an illusion, as if the ground under their feet will split open in a second, swallowing everyone into a deep pit in the ground.

Under the influence of various bad conditions, the Manchester City team was in no condition for the first half an hour, and they didn't even have a shot!
And Timisoara also played like shit, making low-level mistakes.

Football rolled around on the pockmarked lawn, and the whole game felt less like a Europa League game than a rough show in England's third tier.

It wasn't until the 30th minute that David Silva won a free kick from 25 meters and Carlos Tevez shot directly on the crossbar, which made Manchester City's players sober.

Manchester City's own strength is more than a chip higher than that of its opponents, and it has gradually taken the initiative on the court.

In the 34th minute, Yaya Toure shot from outside the penalty area and the ball went over the crossbar.

In the 43rd minute, Tevez passed the ball to Barry, whose shot from the edge of the penalty area was blocked by Luqin in time.

During the half-time break, the Manchester City players were complaining, and everyone was smoking like a teppanyaki barbecue.

The heat of the game almost made running a luxury. From the conversation between the masseur Guzala and the boss, Wang Nuo knew that someone's physical condition was almost exhausted.

Especially when Barry said: "Take me off, I feel terrible."

His face was as red as a boiled lobster, and he was barely standing against the wall by inertia. Guzala stripped him naked and threw him into the bathroom, trying to restore his spirits.

Mancini no longer wears a scarf, he unbuttons his shirt, pulls off his tie and throws it aside, no longer caring about his image.

He was extremely dissatisfied with the 0-0 result in the first half. On the one hand, he needed to rotate four games in ten days, and on the other hand, he had to make a choice because of the precious away goals in the Europa League.

Mancini's eyes circled back and forth on the players sitting on the bench in the first half, and finally, they fixed on Wang Nuo and Balotelli.

"In the second half, both of you go up!"

Then, Mancini yelled at the crooked crowd in the locker room——

"Listen everyone, if you can't even get that goddamn fish belly out there, you're waiting to catch the train back to London!"

(End of this chapter)