Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Arsene Wenger thought again and again standing in front of the locker room door.

Finally, he decided to take Thierry Henry, the captain of Arsenal this season, to the post-match press conference.

Along the way, he repeatedly told him to keep a low profile after losing the game.

Unexpectedly, Thierry Henry still got into trouble.

When the reporter asked the question "Do you think Su has a chance to compete with you for the Premier League Golden Boot this season?"

The pride in his bones made Henry a little out of control. He stretched out three fingers and spit at the microphone.

"Su performed very well today, but he is just a newcomer in the Premier League. I don't think I have fallen to the point of comparing with a newcomer!"

"See? 3 times! I am the top scorer in the Premier League three times! As for this season, I believe I will continue to win this honor and turn 3 into 4!"

"I also believe that there will be many people competing with me! But that is not worth mentioning. I don't care what others think, but they should think about how to surpass me in the number of goals!"

Henry's angry answer did not make the reporter back off, and he immediately asked a question.

"Then what do you think about Su Fei ranking first in the scorer list with 6 goals and you ranking second with 5 goals?"

The facts described by the reporter are tantamount to slapping Henry in the face, and the expressions of the media reporters on the scene are even more exciting.

Which media buddy is this?

How dare you!

Just when Henry stood up from his seat and pulled the microphone to continue output.

Wenger spoke in time to end the farce made by his own players.

"Okay, let's end the interview here today."

After saying that, Wenger pulled the angry Henry away from the press conference. The moment he walked out of the venue.

Henry was like a deflated ball, and he became weak.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions..."

"Okay, that's it, I understand your feelings. You can really reflect on yourself after you go back. Everything is due to today's loss. I will also reflect on myself when I go back."

Wenger patted Henry on the shoulder and smiled.

A failure doesn't mean anything. It's not like he hasn't overturned in his coaching career at Arsenal for so many years.

Losing is not terrible, what's terrible is being crushed by it.

Henry was infected by Wenger's spirit of recovery, and happened to see Stewart walking quickly, with a firm look in his eyes, muttering to himself.

"Next time Manchester City will never beat us again..."

Stuart noticed Henry's fiery eyes and flipping lips, but his attention was all on Wenger.

He went up to Wenger and greeted him warmly, just like Wenger took the initiative to treat him at the pre-match press conference.

Wenger showed a standard polite smile, and then his smile quickly froze on his face.

"Wenger, what did you ask me at the pre-match press conference? Yes, yes, you asked me how many goals we lost to you in 2002. I remember it was indeed 4 goals. Then, what do you want to tell me?"

"Nothing."

"Oh, nothing, right? Nothing is fine. I thought you were going to tell me something important."

Stewart smiled and walked past the two and entered the venue.

Only the confused Henry and Wenger, who had lost his composure and gnashed his teeth, were left.

"Damn, Ferguson No. 2 is here!"

......

When Stewart entered the post-match press conference alone, the media reporters present were very disappointed.

Su Fei!

All the reporters waiting here are looking forward to Su Fei's arrival!

But for Stuart today.

Disappointment is destined to belong only to others. Since Su Fei scored the winning goal, he has lost control of his facial muscles, and the smile has always been on his face.

Even some tricky questions raised by the Premier League media sounded a lot more pleasant to Stuart.

"Yes, that's right. Not many people were optimistic about us before the game, but we still did it, didn't we? We successfully defeated Arsenal!"

"Arsenal is of course a very strong team. Looking at their achievements in the Premier League in recent years, this victory over Arsenal is of great significance to our team!"

"Since Su joined the team, I have regarded him as the absolute core of the team. There is no doubt about this. Of course, I will give the players two days off. This is the reward they deserve!"

Stuart whistled and left the press conference.

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"Bang!"

When Su Fei wiped his hair with a bath towel and walked into the locker room, the coolChampagne fell from the sky.

Then came the cheers of Manchester City players in the locker room.

"Look who's here! Suuuuuuu!"

"Welcome Superman Su back from the shower, I am your loyal servant."

"Hahaha, you're crazy, James."

"Do you like this? Su, this is the champagne I specially collected in the locker in the locker room. They just found it and I was forced to hand it over as today's celebratory champagne, but if it's you, it's totally worth it."

It was Knight who was holding the champagne. His words gave Su Fei goose bumps. It was so fucking corny!

But he was soon infected by the joyful atmosphere in the locker room. He took the champagne from Knight's hand and took a symbolic sip.

"Okay, you're breaking the law now."

"Ah?"

"Inducing a young adult to drink, you forgot, I'm only 18, this is almost a crime in English law."

Su Fei's teasing stunned Knight, and the others in the locker room laughed even more happily.

Except for Sun Jihai, Knight and Su Fei who were close in private, Su Fei's interactions with other Manchester City players were currently limited to games, training and locker rooms.

They didn't expect Su Fei to have such a humorous side.

Sun Jihai stepped forward to take the champagne from Su Fei's hand, took a sip, and then handed it to Knight.

"Let's drink this champagne of victory together!"

Knight reacted quickly, took a sip, and then handed it to James, followed by Cole, James, Musampa, Reina... Every Manchester City player took a sip!

Su Fei was touched.

This ritualistic behavior, invisibly, brought everyone closer and increased the cohesion of the team.

Then James started to make a fuss and asked Su Fei to treat them to a meal.

"The lore against Arsenal, Su, this time you must treat us personally, last time it was Sun who treated us!"

"No problem, this time it must be me, but there is a small request."

"Huh?"

Everyone pricked up their ears, but Su Fei hugged Knight beside him.

"Don't forget that one of the three goals today belongs to Knight. He helped the team score the first goal. Without Knight, we wouldn't have won today! So he must bear one-third of the cost, hehe."

"No problem! Of course no problem!"

When Knight heard Su Fei's words, he instantly understood the meaning of Su Fei's action.

He did not take credit for himself, but deliberately emphasized his own goal. They are all players. Who doesn't want to be recognized and praised by everyone in the team?

And Su Fei is doing this.

Moved, Knight was so moved, he expressed his feelings at the moment with specific actions.

Knight ran to his locker door and pulled out another bottle of champagne like a magic trick.

"Su, this bottle of champagne is for you! Taittinger from 2000, at least 5 times more expensive than the one you just drank. Congratulations on your victory over Arsenal today!"

Knight's behavior immediately made others laugh.

"Damn, Knight, you are hiding something! Why didn't you use this bottle just now!"

"This, this, this."

Knight blushed and couldn't explain clearly.

"Thank you, Knight!"

Su Fei took the bottle of champagne seriously, feeling Knight's friendship in it.

To some extent, Knight is the first foreign player who truly regards himself as a friend besides Modric.

Then the players began to pack their things and discuss where to go for fun during the next vacation.

Su Fei also received a notification sound from the system when he took off his shoes.

Late but late!

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the mission and defeating the arrogant Arsenal!"

"The mission completion rate is SSS!"

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining an unknown reward!"

"Ding Dong!"

"The unknown reward is automatically revealed to the host. The reward is a system upgrade, and a new module will be added!"

"The system module upgrade is expected to take 3 days!"

"Current progress is 1%"

System upgrade, new module? !

Damn!

This reward is definitely beyond Su Fei's expectations. Su Fei had thought about giving away full-level attributes, top star skills, and even the second star template.

But I didn't expect it to be a system upgrade!

This system is pretty awesome.

It can actually be upgraded, a new module?

The system currently comes with a player attribute interface module, a training module, a star skill module, and a task module.

Does a new module mean that you can get a new channel to become stronger?

This answer.

I can only wait for 3 days to reveal it..

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China, Shanghai, Sports Weekly Headquarters.

Football column editor Li Zhen is on the phone, his tone humble and respectful.

"Director Liu... yes, yes, yes... it's me... Li Zhen from Sports Weekly, Xiao Li!"

"Yes, yes, yes... it's Feng Xiaoting, Chen Tao, Gao Lin... they... didn't you agree to it when we drank last time?"

"Look at this matter... can you ask again... Hey, don't hang up, don't hang up first..."

Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding...

"What the hell!"

Li Zhen slammed the telephone receiver hard on the landline, then lit a cigarette and let out a long sigh of relief.

The secretary beside Li Zhen immediately handed over the ashtray and asked tentatively.

"What's the matter that's making you so angry, Mr. Li?"

"I'm fucking mad at those bastards in Zuxie. We spent a week on the one-stop service of drinking and massage. They promised to give us the exclusive interview opportunity for the players in the World Youth Championship, but guess what? They told me that the exclusive interview opportunity had been arranged for another domestic media! mlgb! Since he can't make the decision on this matter, he was still pretending to be the emperor last time. Not only did he waste a lot of public funds, but what should I say to the boss? I swore to him last time! This time it's all settled, and it will definitely make a big news in the domestic sports world! Damn!"

Li Zhen became more and more angry as he spoke, and grabbed the ashtray on the table and threw it into the corner.

The secretary picked up the ashtray silently, and suddenly raised his head and said.

"Mr. Li, how about we send someone to the UK to interview Su Fei?"

"Su Fei? Oh, I remember! It's that guy... Eh? Your suggestion is good! It just so happens that the dog-suns in football don't like Su Fei. Please help me check online how Su Fei is playing in the Premier League recently."

Under the operation of the secretary, the homepage of the Premier League's official website was quickly opened.

The first thing that came into view was the post-match news between Manchester City and Arsenal, with the cover photo of Su Fei jumping into the fans' stands with bare muscles and roaring in celebration.

3:2.

"Manchester City beat Arsenal at home, Su Fei scored twice and hit the last-minute goal!"

There is also a replay of Su Fei's game highlights below.

Click.

As the secretary pressed the mouse, the video playback interface popped up.

Then.

Li Zhen's three consecutive national treasures rang out in the office.

"Damn it!"

"Fuck!"

"Oh my sun!"

"This kid is really fierce. I thought he had potential at the World Youth Championship, but he didn't make it to our national team. There are many good seedlings in China, so I thought about paying more attention to our country. Who would have thought that this kid could play with these stars in the Premier League like kids?"

Li Zhen was amazed again and again, and his expression became more excited. If Su Fei's deeds in the Premier League were reported in China.

It's just right to give Zu Xie a slap in the face, and it can be regarded as making his anger worthwhile this time!

"This matter must be finalized as soon as possible. So, aren't Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhao in Belgium? Tomorrow, you can make an international long-distance call to them tomorrow... No, I'll call now!"

Li Zhen became more and more excited as he spoke, and immediately dialed the phone.

On the other end of the phone.

Wang Long, who was in Belgium at the moment, saw the call from China and looked at the photographer Zhao Hu beside him in surprise.

"The boss called."

"Please answer it."

"I will definitely answer it, but why can't you just send an email to talk about something? You have to make an international call."

Wang Long answered the phone with curiosity, and said "hmm" and "ah" to the phone for a long time. After hanging up, he said to Zhao Hu with a wry smile.

"It's time. The boss wants us to go to England to interview Su Fei from Manchester City."

"Did he tell Manchester City?"

"This is the key to the problem. He didn't tell them! He asked them to go to the door and ask directly, and he also said that if they can't interview, they don't have to go back!"

Zhao Hu was speechless and kept silent for a long time.

"If I remember correctly, Su Fei was born in Croatia, but wanted to join our national youth team, but the football team didn't want him, right?"

"Hmm..."

"If he were a normal person, he would definitely be angry about this, right?"

"Hmm..."

"You said we are going to interview on behalf of China, is it possible that he won't see us at all?"

"Hmm..."

"What the hell are you talking about? Say something. What if we are rejected? No, I feel that he definitely doesn't want to accept an interview from our country."

"Hmm..."

"Okay! Let's go, the two of usJust try your best! If we can't do it, the boss will fire us both when we get back."

"Yeah, you really can."

"You're not dumb this time, damn!"

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