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

"Xia-Ding connection!"

"Barb shot!"

"Ah, the ball goes in!"

These exclamations were like bursts of thunder, exploding in the sky above the Emirates Stadium.

"Another opening kill!"

In an instant, the Emirates Stadium fell into silence, as if all sounds were covered by an invisible hand.

This scene was not unfamiliar to them. They had once been the beneficiaries of the opening kill, but tonight, they had become victims.

So, should we cheer for the goal scorer?

On the field, after scoring a goal, Xia Qi made a gesture to his teammates not to celebrate.

The teammates understood what he meant and knew it was not appropriate to celebrate.

No one knows a disciple better than his teacher!
Wenger, who was the first to react, did not seem to care about the so-called "opening kill", as it was nothing more than falling behind by one goal.

What he was worried about was that Xia Qi would go crazy and kill people!
As Xia Qi's mentor, Wenger knows too well how terrible Xia Qi can be once he goes crazy!
Xia Qi, who is crazy about killing, is a man who can make even the "God of Killing" kneel down willingly!
"Don't rush to equalize the score yet. Control the ball more in the backcourt and pass the ball more often to let Xia Qi get through his excitement first!"

So, when the game resumed, Arsenal, who were behind in the score, did not launch a counterattack by taking advantage of their home field.

Instead, he followed Wenger's instructions and passed the ball back and forth, trying to dispel Xia Qi's inner enthusiasm and restore the dopamine secretion in his body to normal.

Arteta couldn't help but complain while he was throwing the ball:

"I let you show off and wore Xia Qi's No. 7 jersey at Arsenal, which stimulated Xia Qi to quickly enter a period of excitement. Now he is trapped in his own trap! How long will it take for him to calm down!!!"

However, Wenger's tactics seemed reasonable, but he overlooked a key point.
Whether to calm down or not is up to Xia Qi! No one else can influence him at all!
Arteta passed the ball to his partner Coquelin who was not far away.

As soon as the ball was passed, Arteta was surprised to find that Xia Qi, who was originally on the other side, rushed towards Coquelin like a flash of lightning at the moment he passed the ball.

"careful!"

Almost at the same time, Coquelin also saw Xia Qi and the football coming towards him.

Coquelin is three years older than Xia Qi and, like Xia Qi, also became famous at a young age.

When she was 17 years old, she was spotted by Wenger, who liked little girls.

Officially joined Arsenal in July 08.

But his road to fame was extremely bumpy. In his subsequent career,
He was either on loan or on the way to loan, and completely missed Arsenal's seven-crown era. He never worked as a teammate with Xia Qi for a day, although his ownership always belonged to Arsenal.

Facing the promising Xia Qi, Coquelin's adrenaline surged.

He increased his speed and rushed forward, taking the lead to knock the football back with his heel, then quickly turned sideways and aimed his shoulder at the oncoming Xia Qi.

Generally speaking, in a "T"-shaped collision, the horizontal one often suffers a loss, while the vertical one is bound to have an advantage.

But tonight, Xia Qi was deeply moved by the Arsenal fans, and the power in his body has exploded! And the system has also matched him with the attribute of [Unstoppable]!
"Oh!"

There was a dull sound of flesh hitting flesh, and Coquelin, who thought he could embarrass Xia Qi, ended up flying backwards in embarrassment.

The referee hesitated for a moment and ultimately did not blow the whistle.

From his point of view, Coquelin was waiting for Xia Qi on purpose, but he was not strong enough to do so.
In this "car accident scene", the "car" is not responsible!
So the referee quickly made the "attack effective" gesture.

After Xia Qi knocked Coquelin away, he ran towards the football like a wild horse.

"Offensive is beneficial!"

The passionate voice of the commentator of British Sky TV resounded through the sky:

“I wonder if Kante still has confidence after seeing this?”

Seeing Coquelin overestimating his own abilities, the commentator not only did not show any sympathy, but he also stepped on the Premier League freshman - Kante!
Kante's ambition to join Liverpool hurt the fragile hearts of the British... You know the rivalry between Britain and France!!!

Koscielny, who was behind Coquelin, never expected Coquelin to be so reckless! He actually tried to collide with Xia Qi!
Doesn't he know that among Premier League players, Xia Qi is in one class and other players are in another class?
Fortunately, he was not so arrogant as to lose his mind. He still knew to pass the ball first and then challenge Xia Qi's "authority", but this only made him suffer!
Coquelin, who was both naive and playful, didn't buy himself much time.
Seeing Xia Qi rushing towards him like a wolf or a tiger, Koscielny dared not let his emotions run wild.

He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Help!" "Help!"

Cough!

Shouting: "Help me!" "Help me defend!"

Then he rushed towards the football like an arrow!

The two men kicked each other hard during the high-speed sprint!
The football was hit by the force from both ends and hit the side of Koscielny's foot.

Bounce high,

Xia Qi, who was sprinting, hit him with his knee and the ball flew past Koscielny's waist.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Qi was about to pass Koscielny with the ball.

How could Koscielny be willing to let Xia Qi pass so easily? Even if he gave him a free kick, he would never let Xia Qi "drive straight in" like that!
He stretched out his hand to grab Xia Qi, but as soon as his fingers touched Xia Qi's arm, they were violently shaken away by an even stronger reaction force.

Seeing Xia Qi break free from Koscielny's restraints, Wenger on the sidelines of the court buried his face in his hands helplessly.
He couldn't bear to watch the fierce fight that followed, and he didn't know if the big boss Kroenke would feel regret after witnessing this scene!!!

In the TV broadcast room, Zhan Jun shouted excitedly: "Xia Qi! Xia Qi!" "Xia Qi passed the second person!!!"

Xia Qi's series of swift and fierce steals made Arsenal players dizzy!
No one, whether Coquelin or Koscielny, came forward to help.

It was not until Xia Qi defeated Koscielny that Mertesacker, who came to fill the position, got help from Gibbs.

As they rushed towards the football, the two looked at each other, reached a tacit understanding, and prepared to work together to block Xia Qi outside the penalty area.

Xia Qi caught up with the football and stretched his right leg forward, but did not kick the football.
Instead, he took a leap and passed over the football.

This cross separated the ball from Arsenal left-back Gibbs.

Al, who had become cunning and no longer upright, took advantage of inertia to give Gibbs a shoulder bump.

Gibbs felt an irresistible force in his chest, and he leaned back involuntarily.

How could this be coming to help? It was clearly to help Xia Qi!
Gibbs and Mertesacker double-teamed Xia Qi from the left and right, and now the defensive door was half open for Xia Qi.

What the hell is that? ! !
Sure enough, Xia Qi then used the inner arch of his left foot to gently push the ball to the side of his right foot.

Xia Qi's right side is Gibbs' left side.
As you can imagine,

The next second, Xia Qi would dribble the ball with his right foot and break out from the gap left by Gibbs who had lost his position!
Mertesacker thought he had seen through it and hurriedly moved to the left, trying to block Xia Qi's breakthrough on the right.

But how can the human brain outcalculate AI? ? ?
All his calculations fell into Xia Qi's calculations.

As he moved, the ball instantly returned to Xia Qi's left foot, and then moved forward to the left, with the ball and the player rushing through the area that Mertesacker had originally defended. "Got past the third man!"

Zhan Jun continued to shout excitedly.

More than 30,000 Arsenal fans wearing Xia Qi jerseys instantly burst into enthusiastic cheers.

They knew in their hearts that they should not cheer for their opponents, but they just couldn't help it!

The other 20,000 or so Arsenal fans screamed in shock. They absolutely did not want to see their team lose another goal in just one minute after losing one.

Especially since this kind of happiness originally belonged to them, but now it has become double the pain!!!

Arsenal's defense remained tenacious, and Xia Qi, who passed the central defender Mertesacker, was unable to create a one-on-one situation.

At this critical moment, right back Debuchy cut diagonally in front of Xia Qi.

He was a hero in the French Ligue 2010 team Lille's championship in the 2011-1000 season. Before the World Cup this season, he moved from Newcastle to Arsenal for £ million.

Its defensive capabilities are unquestionable.

But Xia Qi is the strongest striker in the world and a unique figure in the football world.

Facing Debuchy's defense, he gently pushed the ball to his right foot with the outside of his right foot, seemingly intending to break through to the right.

When Debuchy saw Xia Qi moving away from the goal, he showed joy on his face and thought to himself: This is good!
Although it is a good thing, Xia Qi cannot be too relaxed.

He naturally moved to the left, maintaining the pressure on Xia Qi.

In this way, even if Xia Qi left the penalty area and came to the sidelines, he would have no chance to pass the ball.

However, at this moment, he suddenly saw that the football, which should have rolled to the right, turned to the left.

Debuchy is familiar with this set of movements. Isn't this the "ox tail"?

However, Xia Qi's "ox tail" action at this moment was indeed a bit teasing!
It was too late for Debuchy to change direction and turn back. He could only watch Xia Qi dribble the ball back to the left, twist his waist suddenly to speed up, and break through inside.

"Ox tail!"

"Xia's chess skills are far better than Debuchy's!"

"Single sword!"

Teacher Zhan Jun's series of exclamations were heard from the TV.

Facing Szczesny's aggressive attack, Xia Qi calmly raised his right foot.

At this moment, Szczesny pointed to his left and shouted to Xia Qi: "Xia, left!"

However, what was ridiculous was that he himself pounced to the right side.

The football flew in the direction he pointed, just as he wished.

In an instant, Szczesny was almost crying because of his own stupid behavior!
“You really kicked to the left!”

"Yeah! We are friends!"

"Help! I don't want a friend like you! You're making me look so stupid!"

"You are indeed very stupid. If you jump to the left, wouldn't you become the savior?!"

Damn, you make a lot of sense!

I have no face to live!
Szczesny buried his face deep in the grass, like the landlord in "Kung Fu", and frantically pulled the grass over his head...

Szczesny's common hand gestures and his shy look after scoring a goal, although the fans in the stands couldn't hear the conversation between him and Xia Qi, they could roughly guess a thing or two...

"Haha, Szczesny and Xia Qi played psychological warfare, but failed." Zhan Jun explained.

However, he didn't know that what Szczesny was ashamed of was not his own failure, but that Xia Qi actually trusted him so much, and he himself...

Manchester City's players still did not celebrate wildly. They just came forward and patted Xia Qi on the back vigorously to express their joy of being two goals ahead.

Joe Hart also joked with Xia Qi:

"It's only been one minute and forty-eight seconds since the start of the game and you've already scored twice. You're not going to clock out at halftime again, are you? You always leave early like this, I'm telling you! Your salary will be cut in half!"

"Come on! How dare you criticize me? You didn't do any work, and you didn't even pay to watch the game. How dare you deduct my salary? At least my body is still warm. Look at you, your whole body is cold. You look more cool than Berbatov. He just doesn't sweat, but you hibernate on the court."

"I warned you not to talk nonsense. I will sue you for defamation. Do you know that? I am suing you for defamation. He defamed me. I am the goalkeeper. This idiot wants me to warm up. Does he want me to lose the ball? Come on, everyone, catch him..."

The atmosphere at Manchester City was relaxed and cheerful. The players were laughing and joking with each other, it was very lively.

The atmosphere at Arsenal was extremely tense. They conceded two goals in less than two minutes. Even if Messi and Ronaldo were here, they would probably be "Alexander"...

Especially the second goal!

Unlike the first goal lost due to Xia Qi's sneak attack,
They tried their best to defend the second goal, but ultimately they failed to do so, which was really demoralizing.

Wenger slowly walked to the sidelines, clapping his hands to cheer the players on while arranging corresponding tactics.

"Xia Qi's momentum is already rising. His slacking off won't dampen his fighting spirit. We should fly on both wings and try to score a goal. Don't let Xia Qi clock out at halftime. That will mean victory."

"Boss, that kid is too ruthless, scoring a goal every minute..."

Wenger shrugged and spread his hands: "Who made us have so many stupid teammates?"

Szczesny and Coquelin, one looked up at the sky, and the other looked down for ants. Since the professor didn't mention any names, the two of them just assumed that he wasn't talking about them.

When Xia Qi scored again in just two minutes, completing his feat of scoring twice,

The entire stadium seemed to have been thrown into an emotional bomb.

The more than 30,000 fans who deeply love Xia Qi have confusion and struggle on their faces, with their love for Xia Qi and their loyalty to the team torn between them.

They wanted to cheer for this wonderful goal, but they couldn't bear to see their team fall into such a predicament. Tears welled up in their eyes, but they forced themselves not to let them fall.

This mixture of joy and pain made their throats seem as if they were tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and the cheers turned into a heavy sigh when they reached their lips.

More than 20,000 other Arsenal fans fell into deep despair and anger.

Their curses rolled in their throats, but seemed pale and powerless in the face of Xia Qi's impeccable performance.

They felt helpless about Xia Qi's strength, and angry and disappointed with their own team's defense.

Soon, more than 50,000 Arsenal fans reached a consensus and shouted in unison: "Let's score one, one more..."

With the shouts of "Goal", Cazorla passed the ball to Arteta.
The big center forward Giroud rushed forward like an arrow from a bow, and Arteta then passed the ball to Walcott, who dribbled the ball on the right side of the court... (End of this chapter)