Beckham, the peak of the start, is handsome

Chapter 146 The Premier League is not much more difficult than La Liga. No, it’s just another hat!

Entering the intermission at 0:2.

Pochettino was very angry.

He has great hopes for this season.

A top striker in England, a top No. 10 in the Premier League, a group of young people who run like crazy, the upper limit should not be just a European war quota!

Xiao Wen stepped on the football with one foot. The smell of gunpowder that lasted throughout the first half seemed to have subsided a bit after the start of the second half. But just like the dark clouds in Manchester came and went, Xiao Wen's horizontal dribbling in front of the penalty area thirty seconds ago was blocked.

After Bentaleb kicked him, the temperature in the air instantly increased.

"There are bad people among the masses..."

Rooney, who replaced Depay at halftime, was the first to rush forward and grab Bentaleb's jersey, then pushed him hard and cursed.

To sum up Rooney's entire career, he actually knows how to advance and retreat.

But don't forget, if this little powder keg really explodes, both yourself and the other party will be shattered to pieces.

Xiao Wen squinted his eyes and looked at the wall of five people in front of him, then turned his head and looked at the silent Rooney beside him.

Xiao Wen couldn't help but laugh when he heard the Red Devils fans at Dream Theater shouting loudly for him to score one more goal.

Xiao Wen shook his head and couldn't help but sigh: "The scale of the Premier League is indeed very big..."

Rooney, who was next to him, heard it and came over and patted him on the shoulder, "They all bully the weak and fear the strong. Give me a hat to further impress these bastards in the Premier League."

With that said, he walked towards the restricted area.

Xiao Wen took a few steps back. He didn't bother to play any kind of emotional battle with these bastards. He didn't find it exciting to make desperate tackles and interceptions, but as Rooney said, if you are soft, they will be hard.

This is actually not the case only in the Premier League.

Whistle.

Players from both sides in the penalty area began to push each other.

The Manchester United fans in the stands were already waiting and were not in a hurry, but they did not make too much noise to disturb Xiao Wen.

Everyone says that Xiao Wen is the active player who most resembles Beckham. Of course, I mean his free kicks and crosses, um, and his handsomeness.

However, to be honest, not many people will mention the idea of ​​Beckham's successor now. In the eyes of most fans, Xiao Wen's free kick skills are very likely to have surpassed Beckham's.

So how would Xiao Wen shoot this ball?

Xiao asked, finally starting to run.

In the small penalty area, Dier, Alderweireld, Rooney and Smalling were repeatedly pulling.

When Dier saw Rooney and Smalling rushing forward and exiting the small penalty area, he frowned, glanced at Worm who was too close to the far post, and quickly took two steps back.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wen did not take a very long approach to the ball. He only took three steps and then started quickly.

But the speed of the ball was still so fast that it made the wall and Dell despair. During the process of retreating, Dell jumped up with all his strength, leaned back, and stretched his neck like a giraffe.

Whoosh!

The sound of Internet browsing coming from behind made Dell extremely angry.

Of course he knew Xiao Wen's current influence in England.

But which young man doesn’t want to stand up with a sword and slay the evil dragon in the abyss?

So what if Xiao asked?

After doing this, I will be the new king this Saturday!

As for the England national team.

What a joke, maybe Pochettino and Dell won't even be able to play in the league. I don't care about the floods in the future!

This moment. This moment when Xiao Wen performed a hat trick.

Finally, it seemed that Dell had some enlightenment.

No. This is the Premier League system

Xiao Wen didn’t eat either.

Xiao Wen adapts to the Premier League?

I think the Premier League needs to adapt to Xiao Wen!

As soon as this goal was scored, the entire Dream Theater roared with a tsunami!

This is the superstar in their dreams, this is the savior in their dreams!

Xiao Wen's sliding kneel made the fans at the scene cheer again. The fans in the first two rows rushed towards him crazily. The security forces on the side rushed over to prevent the fans from being overly enthusiastic.

When the camera panned, the red-nosed old man in the stands also stood up, chewing gum, smiling, nodding, and applauding.

Besides Manchester United fans, the happiest people may be La Liga fans.

After all, when Xiao Wen "escaped" La Liga and joined the more "bright" Premier League, Premier League fans did not stop mocking La Liga and La Liga fans.

"Oh, the top star has come to the Premier League. Things are changing!"

"I'm definitely coming. I won't come..."

"The feeling of being in the Premier League is much better than being in La Liga!"

"Yes, it's a rubbish league like La Liga. Xiao asked how many rounds of hats were there in La Liga last season?"

"Continuous."

"It's just a brush league!"

The time has not come yet! La Liga fans thank Xiao Wen, their 18th generation ancestor! As soon as this free kick was scored, they instantly returned to the scene where they were ridiculed and slapped in the face

"Oh make me Kang Kang!"

"Who scored a hat-trick in the first round of the Premier League?"

"It seems. It seems to be Sir Xiao Xiao from the garbage league!"

"Probe again and report again!"

"The news is very reliable! It's Xiao Wen!"

"Huh, the Premier League? Just another brush league!"

"Rubbish!"

"Xiao asked: That's it?"

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After Xiao Wen scored, he was replaced on the first dead ball.

He walked up to Rooney and put the captain's armband on his arm. Then as he walked to the sideline, he raised his hands and applauded, responding to the roaring cheers of the audience.

The Tottenham players who originally acted like they were giving you a thumbs up during the warm-up before the game were given a thumbs up by Xiao Wen, and they were actually taught a lesson with sticks. At this moment, their spirits have weakened.

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Of course, Xiao Wen also knew that it would be impossible to suppress the dissatisfaction of all Premier League players. However, these things in football are about you dissatisfying me and I dissatisfying you. If the score is written based on the reputation and strength before the game,

So what is the charm of football?

there is always a solution to a problem!

What really makes Xiao Wen happy is that those who questioned Xiao Wen's ability to quickly gain a foothold in the Premier League a few days ago, well, temporarily shut up. This made him feel rarely happy.

On the second day of the game, Van Gaal gave everyone a day off.

In the afternoon, Xiao Wen received a call from Ferguson and invited him to have dinner.

When we arrived at the old Lord's home, it was half an hour earlier than the appointment time.

The maid led him into the living room. She found that in addition to Ferguson, there were actually four other "old guys" - Giggs, Gary Neville, Scholes and Beckham.

"Oh, I have to admit, Xiao... you are a genius among geniuses."

Gary Neville was the most excited to see Xiao Wen. He walked towards Xiao Wen and said with a smile: "If Manchester United can win the league and the Champions League this year, I think I will give you a thumbs up."

Xiao Wen smiled and said, "That's not necessary."

Ferguson frowned and glanced at Xiao Wen. He had watched Xiao Wen's games in front of the TV for no less than thirty games, so naturally he was very optimistic about him. Moreover, Manchester United won today, and Xiao Wen still

Ferguson was very happy after scoring a hat-trick, but he didn't like Tottenham's way of playing.

"What do you think? The rhythm of the Premier League"

"It's okay, I'm really in shape." Xiao Wen replied: "This guy Dell doesn't want to join the national team."

Ha ha ha ha

Several people laughed very loudly.

Scholes looked at him and after a moment of silence said: "With your ability, if you want to score goals, Tottenham's aggressive look in the first half should have been completed long ago. Why did it take so long?"

"Oh, oh, oh, Paul, don't think that I can score if I want to. Although I always think that I am not bad." Xiao Wen said with a smile: "But it doesn't mean that I just score."

"You passed one to Depay and this kid jerked off.

I gave Ashley Young a semi-single shot, and this guy just hit the goalkeeper."

Then in the 39th minute, you passed the ball to the far end, and Carrick, an old boy, headed the ball into the side netting.

Well. There are others."

Giggs on the side took out a small record book and read quietly.

After reading, he raised his head and smiled at everyone, then looked at Xiao and asked: "You are a striker. Xiao, and you are the fucking captain! The captain supported by BOSS and Van Gaal. You have to be selfish! Learn C

Luo! What are you afraid of? You can shoot twenty shots a game, no problem! As long as you want! The fans will never have any problems!"

This time it was Xiao Wen's turn to frown, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.

Ferguson motioned for everyone to sit down and said.

Beckham took his cell phone, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "To be honest. After watching Xiao Wen for two and a half years, I can't help but feel a little downcast. I know it in the major leagues. He is not a young genius, and he must have never been touched when he was a child.

Professional training, but hey. From the moment he signed up for the Bundesliga, he behaved as if he had grown up in Carrington, Clinthamfeng, La Masia or any other professional base... Moreover, whether it was a cross or a free kick,

, and those extraordinary skills that I don’t know how to describe, all prove that he has left me far away."

Beckham pointed at Xiao Wen with a serious tone.

"Are there really so-called talented players in set-pieces and crosses? I didn't believe it before, but now I have to believe it." Beckham sighed, looked at Xiao Wen who looked a little shy after being blown away, and said: "

The gap between people is really too big."

Neville shook Beckham and laughed: "Stop comparing, old guy. Stop talking about you! Xiao just came back from beating those two monsters in La Liga. The last time you saw Ronaldo, didn't you see that he was listless?"

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"That's true." Beckham suddenly felt relieved, and then shook the phone in his hand: "The trend is not very good now. They say they are going to mess with you."

Xiao Wen took it and looked at it. They were screenshots of chats sent by several of Beckham's friends. Some of the comments made by players from certain Premier League teams were just to let Xiao Wen feel the 'enthusiasm' of the Premier League.

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Xiao Wen was silent for a long time, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Isn't it mediocre if you don't make people jealous?"

Taking on the task of reviving Manchester United, he also has to pretend to be in harmony with the cats and dogs in the England team, saying "This is an England with plenty of resources", but Xiao Wen knows that if it is

According to England in the World Cup, it was all because of Xiao Wen being stuffed in!

Just like this, why the hell do you have to be stabbed in the back in the Premier League?

Xiao Wen was targeted for too many things, so naturally he didn't make a fuss, but it was inevitable that he would be a little unhappy. However, he believed that these bastards in the Premier League would soon find out that if they angered him, they would not be able to bear the consequences.

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Ferguson adjusted his glasses, looked at Xiao Wen, his eyes a little complicated, and sighed: "This is the Premier League. Xiao's mysterious middle and lower reaches, a league where the fight for relegation may even be more fierce than the championship. And today's young people

The jealousy is too strong, and I have a small clique of my own. I'm sorry, but you are not a member of the clique."

"Do I also have to go from pier to pier?"

"pier?"

"Well, just establish a good relationship with them..."

Looking at the disdainful expression on Xiao Wen's face, Ferguson knew that he would definitely not do this. In fact, he would not let Xiao Wen do this, "NO! You need to defeat them! Xiao."

A person who can single-handedly, with a dozen rubbish, produce a golden bottle of Hercules Cup in Brazil with the words "World Champion" floating on it... Is this kind of person a God? Xiao Wen.

so.

"So. You don't have to worry about those damn self-righteous idiots like Mike Dean making the same mistake again today."

Xiao Wen frowned: "Huh?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the Premier League committee has been getting a lot of pressure now. Online, offline, maybe even from Buckingham Palace. Just because Mike Dean indulged some of the stuff that Dier and other Tottenham players did to you.

Unconventional actions. You know, in the Premier League, the bigger ones are called unconventional. But you are different."

Xiao Wen went head-to-head with someone in the Bundesliga and had close contact with Felipe in the Champions League final, but after all, he was still just one person.

Being a carbon-based creature, it may be injured.

He was still a little puzzled, or puzzled: "Why do you see it?"

Ferguson stood up, looked at Xiao with a smile and asked: "I have won 13 Premier League championships, 2 UEFA Champions League championships, and 5 FA Cup championships. Do you think you can do it just by luck and a handshake?"

Xiao Wen also stood up.

Ferguson led everyone towards the restaurant, and only Xiao Wen walked side by side with him.

"So, Xiao... you also have to learn to put pressure on certain people." Ferguson's voice became serious.

"For example...who?" Xiao asked.

"Greg Decker." Ferguson stopped, turned sideways and said to Xiao Wen.

Xiao Wen narrowed his eyes. "Greg Dyke? Chairman of the Football Association?"

"Have you seen it after winning the World Cup? Pretending, false flattery. He thought he could buy you with a few words of flattery. Are you a serious Englishman? Are you greedy for the false fame and the so-called title?" Ferguson's voice

Very low: "Xiao, you have to tell that old bastard Greg Decker directly to his face - the price of what you want is much higher than this!"

Greg Dyke certainly wants England to win the European Cup again while he is in charge!

So, the last World Cup, the European Cup, oh God! Then why wouldn’t the Queen see him, this authentic English boy who is diligent, hard-working and has achieved great achievements?

"So...but the FA has no control over the Premier League." Xiao Wen asked tentatively.

Ferguson finally showed that I-have-been-walked-more-salt-than-you-have-eaten expression: "Don't be too naive, kid. He will find a way. And, you also need to know one thing - the FA is responsible for everything in England."

Referee dispatch and management of the league.”

Xiao Wen Yilin said, "I don't want to use this method."

Ferguson patted him on the shoulder: "NO! Xiao, I don't want to teach you to be bad. I'm just telling you that Greg Decker and the old guys behind him or on the same line are sucking your blood for profit.

The least they can do is watch you being torn to pieces by these bastards from the Premier League!"

"Also, with my many years of experience in the Premier League, Xiao.

At this

you only have two choices

Either become a prey, or become a hunter!"

sleep, sleep, good night

(End of chapter)