Glory Greenery

Chapter 755 Yang Mo Who Knows How to Cook Various Flavors of Chicken

After the game with Tottenham, as expected, the criticism of Robertson, who made his debut, was overwhelming.

Although Yang Mo scored the last few goals to overtake the score, it was passed out when Robertson made a clearance, but this was considered by everyone to be luck. The main credit was Yang Mo, which could not cover up Robertson's poor performance.

The 22-year-old Robertson suffered unimaginable attacks for a while.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is unfair to Robertson, but this is competitive sports, and everyone always wants to see victory and see the good side.

The next battle is to go to Kiev for the first round of the Champions League knockout round.

Clichy and Krarov have already confirmed that they will not be able to play, so for Robertson, the last performance is just the beginning, and the real test has not yet come.

But before that, whether Robertson can continue to play depends on whether Ancelotti, who introduced Robertson, still maintains trust in this player.

Without the distraction of domestic cup games, there is still a week of preparation time for Manchester City in this Champions League knockout match, so Robertson still has time to adjust his state.

In Manchester City's City Football Academy, the training of the first team is step by step.

There are no underdogs in the European war. Manchester City, which has injured several generals, must be prepared and cannot relax just because the opponent is Dynamo Kiev.

At the end of the day's training, Yang Mo practiced free kicks by himself.

Although his actual level has reached the upper limit of his talent, how much he can perform under his talent depends on his own mastery.

Just like an ordinary person who has never played football, if you fill up his talent limit, he will still not know how to play football.

The sun sets, the moon rises, the stadium is illuminated by lights, and Yang Mo's training continues.

He didn't end today's extra training until the ground administrator informed him that the turf of the court would be maintained.

As for how many free kicks he took, he couldn't even count them.

Wiping the sweat off his face with a towel, he walked towards the locker room. When he passed by the gym, he saw someone inside.

When I walked in, I found that Robertson was practicing equipment inside.

It can be seen that this young man who is three years younger than him has the word frustration written all over his face. The training is irregular and he is completely venting.

"Hi! Andrew, let's have a drink."

Walking into the gym, Yang Mo shouted to Robertson.

Seeing that it was Yang Mo, Robertson asked strangely, "Is there something wrong, captain?"

"What? Are you not old enough to drink?" Yang Mo joked.

"I'm just wondering why you're looking for me."

Robertson was full of doubts. Since joining the team, he has had little communication with the captain.

Although Yang Mo's personality is approachable in private, but the aura on his body is too strong, four FIFA Golden Globes, countless championships and records, invisible will give people too much pressure.

"Barbara went to France to participate in an event, and I went home alone, just to enjoy the nightlife, even the players need to rest, let's go."

Yang Mo invited him kindly, but Robertson couldn't shirk it, so he had to leave with Yang Mo.

The red Ferrari LaFerrari, like a red phantom at night in Manchester, drove all the way to a nightclub that Yang Mo frequented.

In the passenger seat, Robertson was full of doubts and nervousness.

"Relax, it's all out, don't think about those annoying things, sometimes you have to learn to forget and ignore, so that you can get out of the shadows."

Yang Mo could naturally see what Robertson was thinking.

This is somewhat similar to Vardy's mentality before, mainly because the mentality is too heavily influenced by the outside world.

However, the difference between Robertson and Vardy is that Vardy has at least proved himself, but Robertson has never proved himself in Manchester City.

On the contrary, when his strength at this time could not bear this, it would take some time to grow.

Suddenly becoming a starter is a bad thing for both Manchester City and Robertson.

But that's the way the world is, nothing happens until you're ready.

Opportunities always come suddenly. If you seize them, you will become famous. If you fail to grasp them, you will be ruined.

The same is true for Robertson at this time. Success or failure lies in strength, but more in mentality.

Led by Yang Mo, the two walked into the nightclub, and sat down in a corner led by the waiter.

Robertson ordered a glass of beer, while Yang Mo ordered a glass of lemonade.

Robertson held his beer glass and said to Yang Mo, "Thank you, I actually don't know why you came to enlighten me."

"Is it obvious? I am the captain, of course I am responsible for my players. I admit that you have not grown up enough to gain a foothold in Manchester City, but the fact is that you have already stood in this position. The reality has not given you time to adapt. , what you should do now is not to listen to those damned media nonsense, but to work hard to stand firm and prove yourself!"

After Yang Mo finished speaking, Robertson fell into deep thought.

After a while, the young man raised his head, "You are right, maybe I will leave Manchester City tomorrow, but before that, I must at least prove that I have worked hard."

"That's right." Yang Mo clinked glasses with Robertson.

"Captain, you said to have a drink together, why am I beer and you are lemonade?" After talking about his heart, Robertson also relaxed a lot when facing Yang Mo.

"I'm allergic to alcohol." Yang Mo said nonsense without blinking his eyes.

"Oh, then there is one less fun in your life." Robertson believed Yang Mo's words.

"When we return from Kiev, come to my house as a guest. My chicken is very good, and there are many flavors." Yang Mo boasted.

Robertson was very interested when he heard the words: "I heard that Chinese food is delicious, but I didn't expect you to cook, Captain."

"Of course." Yang Mo was not humble at all.

"I'm going to try it," Robertson said.

If there are a few old Manchester City players here at this time, such as Aguero or Silva, they will definitely tell Robertson, this silly boy, that you are too naive.

The captain said that you can believe that he cooks delicious chicken, and there are many flavors. No one in Manchester City believes this kind of nonsense.

Yes, white boiled chicken breast is chicken, there is nothing wrong with it.

The original taste is a taste, adding some salt is a taste, adding a little sour and sweet juice is also a taste, and there are no problems with various flavors.

Well, as for whether it is Chinese food or not, the majority of people in foodie countries said that Yang Mo will be temporarily expelled from his nationality in terms of food.

The next day, Robertson, who was determined to work hard, came to the training ground and quietly showed off to his teammates that Yang Mo invited him to drink and also to eat chicken.

For some reason, everyone looked at him with sympathetic eyes.

Well, Robertson, who was immersed in being "favored" by the captain, didn't notice everyone's eyes.

"Hey, another victim, and the boy will soon understand that he must never dine at the captain's house while Barbara is away."

(End of this chapter)