Football: Don’t talk about feelings, I’m just an AI

British football hooligans are notorious in Europe.

Despite Arsenal's soft style of play, their fans are ranked third in the Premier League for hooliganism.

The style of a team is determined by the temperament of the head coach, and the temperament of a club is determined by the history of the team.

Arsenal was born in an arsenal, and his temperament and cultivation cannot be overemphasized as to how elegant he is.

In the Premier League, Arsenal ranks third based on the number of police arrests and the number of people arrested, followed by Liverpool and Newcastle respectively.

Tottenham, which has a "feud" with Arsenal, is fourth.

However, when it comes to "combat effectiveness",
Arsenal and Tottenham are not ranked!
Arsenal: They play well, but they are noobs and a bunch of rubbish. Commonly known as: Foody and fun-loving.

Tottenham: They can't even play football or fight. They are commonly known as: a bunch of Jews.

The most interesting fight in the UK is Millwall in the English Championship, followed by West Ham United in the Premier League.

These two teams: No matter what they do, they fight for first place. (One is number one in the English Championship and one is number one in the Premier League.)
The match between them was known as the "Dockers' Derby", and even a friendly match would be deadly. It is the most popular derby in the UK, and the popularity means off the pitch.

Thank you Millwall for not being promoted to the Premier League, otherwise...

To sum up, the football hooligans of Arsenal and Tottenham are "loud but good" showmen.

After seeing the riot police entering the stadium, the fans who tore down seats and set fire to the stadium threw away their criminal tools and dispersed.

However, the police did not intend to let them go. In groups of three to five, they swarmed up and surrounded the football hooligans who had not had time to run away.

With the use of high-pressure water cannons, batons and shields, a riot was quickly quelled.

However, in the stands:

"Fake Squid, idiot policemen! Come over here if you dare!"

"Shet, if I weren't afraid that the team would be deducted points, I would beat your mother so hard that she wouldn't even recognize you."

"Brothers, don't be afraid! Kill these policemen. As long as we are as fierce as hammers, these son-of-a-bitch policemen will be afraid..."

The fans who shouted this sentence hid in the crowd while shouting...

This is the characteristic of Arsenal and Tottenham fans: talkative!
So Chelsea fans look down on them.

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In the south stand, Xia's father held Xia's mother tightly in his arms. Xia's mother struggled desperately: "Son, son, Xiao Qi, he..."

Xia's mother is not worried about her own safety, she is more worried about her son Xia Qi who is fighting on the court.

She kept crying and asked her husband, will Xia Qi be okay?

Dad Xia was constantly comforting him.

On the court, the conflict between the players from both sides ended quickly. Under the wave of big money football, the fans were more passionate and loyal than the players...

As long as those players who lose their minds temporarily are separated, the conflict will be quickly quelled.

Why is it so difficult to beat workers?
Today they are opponents, maybe they will be teammates tomorrow. Casillas and Puyol can both "come out". Are there any enemies among these players? …

Seeing the popular Vermaelen, he was still a little aggrieved and could not accept the result of being sent off with a red card. At the same time, he also saw Wenger, Pat Rice and other members of the coaching staff standing on the sidelines of the court, anxiously and hard to persuade the fans. calm.

Xia Qi handed Vermaelen a ladder: "Captain, let's help Boss persuade the fans, otherwise points will be deducted."

Vermaelen and others were shocked and rushed towards their fans' stands...

The dissuasion of coaches and players was very effective. Many fans sat back in their seats. A few seconds later, the Arsenal anthem was playing...

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Vermaelen finally calmed down completely. He took off the captain's armband and put it on Xia Qi's arm.

"Captain, Brother Tag is the second captain."

"Xia, you saved Theo in the Champions League. Please save me this time. We must win this game."

Arteta came over and patted Xia Qi's butt. Without saying a word, he helped Xia Qi pull the team logo to his upper arm.

In an instant,
A strong fighting spirit filled Xia Qi's chest, and Xia Qi nodded heavily: "Yes!"

The handover of the captain's armbands between the two was immediately captured by the photographers on the sidelines. Countless flashlights flashed, and more fans noticed this...

Huge cheers rang out over the Emirates Stadium...

On-site DJ: "Welcome Xia...Xia..." the youngest captain in the history of Arsenal

Many Arsenal fans shouted hysterically: "Chess...chess..."

The cameraman on the sidelines pushed the live camera towards Wenger on the coaching bench. At this time, Wenger had a trace of surprise on his face.

The fans in front of the TV and in the stands immediately knew that this was not arranged by Wenger, and some people booed in dissatisfaction.

When Wenger heard the boos, he smiled helplessly...

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After consulting the coaches of both teams and the fourth official, the referee on duty signaled the game to continue...

"Ding Dong"

"Please host select 'training' or 'competition' mode."

"Contest"

"Please host choose the pitch position: A forward, B midfielder..."

"B"

"Detect the host's predicament and match [Pirlo's beat]..."

"Please host choose 'autonomous mode' or 'one-click hang-up mode'"

"Warm reminder: During the hang-up period, the host will automatically complete various indicator actions by the system."

"Hang up with one click!"

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Arsenal's Vermaelen was sent off, Cazorla left the field injured, and 9 people on the field responded.

(Aaron Ramsey, who replaced Cazorla, will not be able to play until there is a dead ball on the field.)
With two fewer players, Arsenal's new captain Xia Qi led the team to play defense.

For Tottenham, of course they want to take advantage of Arsenal's small number of players to gain a victory.

Since it was Capoe's foul, Arsenal had the ball.

Taking a free kick in the backcourt, Arteta passed the ball to Walcott, and was immediately attacked by Tottenham.

After the football was intercepted by Eriksen, it was passed to Son Heung-min in the frontcourt.

After getting the football, Son Heung-min quickly broke forward with his whip.

Arteta had a bit of trouble defending Son Heung-min. As soon as he turned around, he was pulled away by the Korean brother.

However, Son Heung-min was happy a little too early.

Xia Qi quickly arrived and blocked Son Heung-min's cutting and running route on the inside.

Son Heung-min was a little excited as he had been waiting for the Asian derby to begin.

He dunked the ball away from the outside lane.

However, the tried and tested method of overtaking on the outside didn’t work!
The outsider is an outsider, but he can't overtake the car and is constantly squeezed to the sideline by Xia Qi.

"Xia Qi pushed Son Heung-min to the sideline. Xia Qi could guard Bell last season, so he should have no problem guarding Son Heung-min in this game."

Seeing that he is getting closer and closer to the bottom line, Sun Xingmin is getting more and more anxious...

If we don't force a breakthrough, we'll just get a corner kick.

This result is unacceptable to the arrogant Son Heung-min.

He suddenly braked hard!
He planned to let Xia Qi rush over his head so that he could cut in from behind and break into the penalty area.

However, when he stopped suddenly, Xia Qi also braked.

The two seemed to have discussed it in advance.

Son Heung-min was a little surprised!
His sudden stop was impromptu, how could Xia Qi see through it?
Without any time to think about it, Sun Xingmin immediately started to leave, thinking that this time he should be able to catch him by surprise.

Unexpectedly, Xia Qi continued to follow him, still stuck on the inside, and pushed him out. On the way, Sun Xingmin squeezed Xia Qi several times, but he hit the south wall every time. Apart from hurting his shoulder and chest, he got nothing.

Seeing that he was about to reach the bottom line, Son Heung-min was really unwilling to take a corner kick.

He decided to rush to the bottom line and then sneak in from the bottom line.

Near the baseline, Son Heung-min caught the ball and pretended to kick Xia Qi's ankle, pretending that he wanted a corner kick.

however,
Xia Qi did not dodge, but pretended to be real and directly tackled with his foot.

Xia Qi tackled very resolutely, as if he knew that Son Heung-min would not smash the ball over.

This time,

Son Heung-min panicked,

Brain: Dunk the football hard, bounce it off the sideline, and ask for a corner kick.

Body: Tick! Tick! It was slowly executing its last command like an old pocket watch.

The result of the inconsistency was to watch Xia Qi fall to the ground sideways and hook the football to his feet.

Hey!
So insulting!
He is still a tackle and retains the ball!

Son Heung-min's mind flashed with countless Korean girls covering their mouths in disappointment: Oppa...!

How can a good man disappoint a girl? So he immediately resurrected with full health and turned around to grab the ball as soon as possible.

But he obviously underestimated Xia Qi's speed of getting up from the ground.

When he turned around, Xia Qi had already completed the action of getting up to protect the ball.

No chance was given to him.

"A beautiful defense, the third graders in the Premier League taught a lesson to the first graders."

"Xia Qi is also a very talented person and is very brave. He tackles the ball and saves it. Normally, he wins by destroying the ball."

"I hope Son Heung-min will not have any shadow in his heart..."

Cutting off Son Heung-min's ball is nothing special, but tackling and retaining the ball is very capable. At the same time, this is also a kind of contempt...

The Emirates Stadium was filled with cheers from Arsenal fans and abuse from Tottenham fans towards Xia Qi.

on the field,
Tottenham's Capoe and Eriksen rushed towards Xia Qi, trying to form an encirclement with Sun Xingmin.

Of course Xia Qi would not let them get what they wanted and passed the football through the gap between the people.

At the same time, he speeded up and passed Eriksson.

Tottenham Dembele quickly filled in for Eriksen. Xia Qi caught up with the ball and did not beat Dembele, but passed the ball to Walcott.

Keep moving forward on your own.

"Ding dong, the [Telepathy] attribute is activated."

Walcott didn't stop the ball and pushed the ball directly behind Tottenham left back Danny Rose.

Originally, the normal coordination of hitting the wall was to get behind Dembele. Xia Qi received the ball behind Dembele and then passed it to Walcott. Walcott received the ball and then passed it behind Danny Rose.

It was a normal plot to hit the wall twice and cooperate with two people. However, under the influence of "Telepathy", Walcott was full of confidence in Xia Qi and "saw" the opportunity. He directly reached the point in one step and got behind Danny Rose.

【Fuck! This wall-hitting coordination is a little too far! 】

[This ball...can Xia Qi catch up? 】

Seeing Walcott passing the ball like this, a series of "black question marks" popped up in everyone's head. They didn't know whether Walcott had extreme confidence in Xia Qi or looked down on Danny Rose.

At the side of the pitch, Wenger suddenly stood up from his seat. He suddenly discovered that Walcott was so good!
This was not a mistake but a wonderful pass!

The two collisions with the wall were solid, but they also lost their sharpness. This through ball directly cut through Tottenham's defense...

Wonderful!

Under his gaze, Xia Qi moved forward quickly, as if he was very confident.

Sun Xingmin opened his mouth slightly, and he was surprised to find that Xia Qi ran faster than him.

I instantly understood why Xia Qi was able to keep up with him when he was defending him. It turned out that Xia Qi was very capable when defending him.

After thinking about this, Sun Xingmin suddenly blushed.

In the stands, Arsenal fans saw that Xia Qi was going to run a long distance to break through Tottenham's defense. They didn't care whether Xia Qi and Theo Walcott underestimated Danny Rose, and they all cheered for Xia Qi.

"Xia, rush!!!"

"Xia, come on! You are the best, Bolt is not even faster than you!"

Tottenham fans booed harshly, but their boos were less like disturbing Xia Qi and more like fear, fearing that Danny Rose would turn around and chase after Xia Qi faster than Xia Qi.

On the court, Danny Rose is closer to the ball's landing point. His turn and pursuit is actually not slow, but compared with Xia Qi, it is as slow as a snail.

His speed made Tottenham fans anxious, and some impatient Tottenham fans couldn't help but curse: "Danny, you are a soft-footed shrimp like a piece of shit!"

On the sidelines of the pitch, Pochettino was in disbelief and panicked: "Fuck, get back on defense quickly! Hurry!"

The graceful Bo Shuai was so anxious to use expletives that he could see how much Xia Qi shocked him.

He wanted to take advantage of Arsenal's lack of players and play a fast break, but someone stole the tower. Pochettino felt as sick as eating bird droppings.

Danny Rose was closer, and he was only one line behind Xia Qi in the end.

Seeing that Xia Qi was about to poke the football away, Danny Rose took a tactical foul and pushed Xia Qi hard.

but,

Xia Qi stretched his legs to poke the ball first, then twisted his body, dodged to the side, ran directly out of the sideline, and then circled in from the outside.

"Overtaking on the outer lane! Danny Rose's tactical foul was unsuccessful."

The Arsenal fans behind the billboard cheered excitedly.

Different from the live broadcast on TV, behind the billboard, they witnessed Xia Qi dodge like a fish swimming in the water. From outside the sideline, they kicked the ground hard with their legs and launched themselves with maximum power.

The mud that splashed onto his face witnessed Xia Qi's agility and strength.

"Come on Xia Qi!"

"Xia Qi, come on!"

On the sidelines of the court, Wenger also clenched his fists and looked at the court. He was right. Walcott's long-distance through ball was a stroke of genius.

In the Penguin live broadcast room, Zhan Jun shouted excitedly: "Sun Xingmin is a boy who chases the wind, and Xia Qi is a boy who chases the wind. He may not be the fastest in the world, but he is definitely the fastest on the court..."

On the court, Tottenham had two players who could return to defense in time.

One is Dawson and the other is Vertonghen.

At this time, Vertonghen was very smart and moved behind Dawson to fill the position.

And Dawson blocked Xia Qi's path.

Dawson did not pounce. He stared at Xia Qi's feet with his waist bent.

After seeing Xia Qi throw the ball to the left side of his body, he started to block Xia Qi's shot.

However, Xia Qi didn't shoot.
Dump the football to the right,
In the opposite direction, squeeze into the penalty area.

In the flash of lightning, Dawson ignored his body balance and moved his left foot forward, but he did not catch the football rolling in front of him.

At the same time, Xia Qi rushed past Dawson like lightning.

At this time, Vertonghen, who was hiding behind Dawson, immediately jumped out from behind Dawson.

As the saying goes, the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole stalks behind!

However, at this moment, Xia Qi suddenly dunked the ball and pulled it back. He and the ball retreated together until his back hit Dawson who was chasing after him.

Xia Qi's retreat was actually very inhuman!
Humans, of course, dribble toward the goal.

but,

But this time I retreated,

The situation on the field suddenly became clear.
Dawson was blocked by Xia Qi, and Vertonghen missed the shot, which also affected goalkeeper Lloris's judgment.

The most fatal thing is that when Xia Qi retreats, there is nothing in front of him!
Between the electric light and stone fire,
Xia Qi immediately started to push the far corner.

The ball flew into the net as Lloris watched.

3: 2!

Tottenham wanted to take advantage of Arsenal's lack of men to launch an attack, but failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice... (End of this chapter)