six finger demon

Chapter 38 I Didn't Talk About Meeting Parents

"Fake, how dare you hit someone?" In the coach's office, La Nieli rolled up a newspaper and placed it firmly on Tang Wu's chest.

This kind of thing hits the newspapers very quickly, especially in London, where the media has a keen sense of smell.

"Coach, listen to my explanation."

"Explain? What explanation?" Ragnari growled. "Explain why I use a 'boxer' as a goalkeeper?"

"WHAT?"

There was still a "ding bang" sound from the head coach's office. As soon as Tang Wu went out, Mutu, who was standing by, hugged his neck, "Hey, Tom, are you going to start the next game?"

La Nieli had just poured out all his anger and resentment on Tang Wu, but Tang Wu had a happy face at this moment, and he couldn't stop laughing foolishly.

That's right, although La Nieli was extremely furious, Tang Wu's name was not crossed out from the starting list in the end.

The Italian coach seems to have been pushed to the end, and he has no way out on the edge of the cliff.

The substitute goalkeeper violently beat someone outside the university gate?

Such a "crazy" reason could not stop La Nieli from sending Tang Wu to start.

What La Nieli is worried about now is whether Tang Wu hurt his hands in the process of "beating people", those are the hands he values ​​most at this stage!

So most of La Nieli's anger came from the little bow on Tang Wu's right hand.

Farke, if he gets injured at this time, La Nieli may feel that the whole world has abandoned him.

As for beating?

Tang Wu's agent will come forward to settle everything.

At this juncture when he was about to fight for the Blues in the Champions League, Raiola did not complain too much about Tang Wu.

The round nose is a result director.

If "beating people" can make Tang Wu "start in the Champions League", then Raiola might persuade Tang Wu to play more times.

"I think it should be like this!" Tang Wu still had a smirk on his face, "At least the coach told me to keep in shape before I left, and don't stay out at night like some people!"

"COME ON! I just said you can do it!" Received Tang Wu's affirmative answer, and Mutu was also happy for his friend, "I said I was fed up. After the game, there are players who are more relaxed than me. gone."

As a striker, Mutu rarely runs.But even so, there are other players at other positions who have an easier time after the game.That's right, that's the goalkeeper!
Now that he is on Tang Wu's side, there will always be something he doesn't like about the "enemy", and Cudicini will take the blame for this.

At the beginning of the 21st century, most goalkeepers still chose to stand still in front of the goal line; but with the advent of the new century, many goalkeepers have liberated their pace, rushed out of the small penalty area or even the big penalty area, and integrated into the team. to go together.

Tang Wu is naturally the latter.

Tang Wu's goalkeeping style is completely different from Cudicini's. In La Nieli's words, Cudicini is more "steady" and Tang Wu is more "lively".

The current situation is that the "steady" goalkeeper has buttery hands, while the "lively" goalkeeper can always inject fresh vitality into the team.After observing several games, La Nieli finally slapped his thigh fiercely, and was about to make the biggest decision of his Blues career.

Crespo has gradually adapted to the rhythm of the Premier League, and Veron's physical recovery training is also doing well.The injuries of Terry and Desailly are also slowly subsiding. It is time for the Italians to come up with a lineup that can convince the fans and the boss likes.

"Would you like to have a drink at night?" Mutu continued to seduce.

"Sorry, I have something to do tonight!" Tang Wu looked at the bow on his right hand, with a "bewildered smile" on his face.

"Fak, you look so much like when I first met Alexander!" Mutu said with a look of familiarity, "TOM, listen to me, if a woman is not used to help you "sex" For a moment, you'd better not have too much contact. Well, especially when your career is still on the rise."

"Hey?" Tang Wu frowned.

"That's right, just 'hey'."

"Sorry, I guess only you will be satisfied after having sex!"

"Fake, which man is not? Tom, don't go, don't you?" Mutu shouted behind Tang Wu.

"Of course I'm not!" Tang Wu waved his hand, "I need to be satisfied after "hey, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Oh! Falk squid, MAN!"

Bi Mawen stopped at the gate of Holloway College again, and this time Tang Wu did not get out of the car.

Raiola is helping himself to deal with the media, but during this period of time, Tang Wu is already a "celebrity" in London.It's better to stay in the car as much as possible, there is no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

How time flies, it will be November soon!
Tang Wu looked at his hands, I can already play in the Champions League, right?
There was a soft "bang", and the sound of closing the door brought Tang Wu back from his memories.

"Drive." Zhou took a good sniff at the pansy in front of the window, adjusted the back of the seat, and lay down comfortably.

"What? Are you tired from practicing the piano today?"

"It's okay!" Zhou Haohao recalled, "That guy Mary insisted on dragging me to the music festival, but I'm still not proficient in fingering."

"It's okay, just practice more." Tang Wu turned on the air conditioner, adjusted it to a suitable temperature, and stepped on the accelerator.

"What about you? Is your hand feeling better?" Zhou asked, looking at the bow on Tang Wu's right hand.

Last night Tang Wu spent the whole night in "fear and fear". This morning, when he was "trembling" and waiting for Zhou Hao, he found that the other party had an extra roll of bandages and medicine in his hand.

When the beautiful and kind girl folded the bow for the last step, Tang Wu's depressed heart accelerated to the extreme.

Husband and wife do not have an overnight feud, is this the truth?
"Well! Much better!" Tang Wu raised his hand and shook it, then pulled out a ticket from the drawer, "Okay, here are the tickets for tomorrow night! Welcome to join us!"

"Welcome?" Zhou chewed Tang Wu's words carefully, "Brother Tang, can you start tomorrow?"

"Haha, of course! I promised you last time, how could I lie to you!" Finally being able to fulfill his promise, Tang Wu was extremely excited.

"Wow, congratulations, Brother Tang!" Zhou Hao looked at the Stamford Bridge ticket, folded it carefully and put it in his bag.

In Bi Mawen's compartment, the smell of male hormones gradually became stronger.

"By the way, Brother Tang, do you have any extra tickets?"

"Huh? Extra tickets?" Tang Wu stepped on the brake subconsciously, tensing his nerves. "Is there anyone else coming? Who? That Randy?"

"Of course not!" Zhou Haohao showed two lovely pear dimples at the corners of his mouth, "It's my aunt! She said she would watch the Chelsea game with me."

"Auntie?" Tang Wu's head froze a bit, "Alright, I, I'm not ready yet!"

"Preparing for what?" Zhou asked curiously.

"I, I'm not ready to meet your parents yet!"

Hearing Tang Wuyin express his heart in a hurry, Zhou Haohao's face turned red all of a sudden.He turned around and turned his face to the side of the car door.

"Hmph, I didn't say I would take you to meet your parents!" Zhou Haohao muttered in a mosquito voice that no one could hear.

(End of this chapter)