Wang Xiaodong's bold words completely aroused public outrage.
"Good boy!"
"How brave!"
"Who do you think you are for coming here to act wild?"
It would be fine if Wang Xiaodong just came here to spend money, but now Wang Xiaodong wants to write his name on the merit wall, directly touching the bottom line of these saints.
"Kyle, listen to me, get this arrogant boy out!"
"Hey, yellow-skinned kid, this is not the place for you to act wild!"
"Take your horse and get out of here quickly!"
Wang Xiaodong ignored the noisy crowd, but still looked at Kyle behind the counter with a cynical look.
"Do you really want to write your name on the wall? Do you know what this means?" Kyle stared at Wang Xiaodong's eyes, trying to see fear in his eyes.
In his opinion, Wang Xiaodong is just a proud young man.
When every young man achieves something, he wants to show off in front of a beautiful female companion.
But there are some things you can do and some things you can't do.
The wall of the Saint's Tavern is not something that just any cat or dog can write their name on.
"Of course, I will become a big star! Although I am just a defensive midfielder, I will score goals soon!" Wang Xiaodong's answer disappointed him. It seemed that "" was not in this boy's dictionary at all. The word "fear".
"Tsk~~ Do you think that just by scoring a goal, your name will be written on it? Kid! I have to wait and see whether you can play or not!" Hearing Wang Xiaodong's "bold words", the drinker Kateman stroked his big gray beard, Laughed loudly.
"That's right boy, do you know Peter Crouch? That's the tall guy!"
Speaking of this name, Kyle showed a hint of anger in his eyes.
"That damn tall guy, damn traitor!"
"He scored 12 goals last season! He deserves to have his name on it!"
"But he chose to betray when the team needed him!"
"I can't get around him!"
Kyle's words resonated with other alcoholics.
The team was relegated, the star player left, and the team lost its offensive pillar at the most critical moment.
In the Jin and Yuan Dynasties, this kind of thing was nothing to outsiders.
But in the eyes of this group of die-hard saints, it is a naked betrayal.
"So, are you sure you want to do this?" Kyle continued to ask.
"What does it have to do with me whether he leaves the team or not?" Wang Xiaodong still looked fearless. "Also, is 12 goals a lot? Isn't there more than 30 rounds in the Premier League? Just scoring 12 goals is not enough. Can he be the team’s top scorer?”
“12 is not enough???”
"Hahahahahahaha~~~~"
"Boy, I bet you can't score a single goal in the new season!"
There was laughter again in the tavern, and Wang Xiaodong now realized the words "I don't know the heights of the sky".
"What if I score 12 goals too?"
Wang Xiaodong suddenly asked.
"If you also score 12 goals, I can directly allow you to write your name on it without their consent!"
"Then I won't have to drive here by myself, you will have to invite me!"
"Okay, I promise you! As long as you can score 12 goals in the new season, I will personally go to the scene and ask you to come to my place to sign your autograph!" Kyle finished speaking seriously, then narrowed his eyes and asked: "If you can't do it, Arrive?"
"what do you want?"
"If you can't do it, you have to shout 'I'm a stupid pig' three times in front of the camera. Do you dare?"
"Okay, it's a deal!"
"It's a deal!"
After saying that, Wang Xiaodong grabbed the draft beer in front of him, clinked glasses with Kyle, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Rebecca, let's go! The next time I come to this wretched place, these old guys will personally invite me!"
After Wang Xiaodong finished speaking, he walked out of the tavern carelessly.
Looking at Wang Xiaodong's back, Kateman said with disdain: "Kyle, you are too cheap to that kid, just let him go like this?"
"Yeah, Kyle, are you confused? Do you really think that guy can score 12 goals? Even if he just signed with the team, it would be good to play 12 times in the new season! Let alone score 12 goals. Hit the ball!" Other drinkers also echoed.
"Haha, don't you understand? Old Kyle has a peculiar taste and likes to see that yellow-skinned boy calling himself a 'stupid pig'. Do you care?"
After a round of ridicule, the tavern resumed its usual laughter and curses.
"What if that kid really did it?"
"What did you say?" Ketman was stunned.
"I said, what if that kid really did it?"
"Don't be kidding Kyle, is it just him? He said it himself, he is a defensive midfielder and is responsible for defense. Thank God if he can score one, if you ask me, he can't even score one!"
"That's true, but, Ketman, don't you want a new star on the team who can score 12 goals a season?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the tavern that was noisy just now fell silent instantly.
After a while, Ketman raised the beer glass in front of him and drank it.
"Farke, when you say that, I also want to have such a person on the team! But, will it really be him?"
...
As night fell, Bi Mawen galloped along the coastline.
Rebecca sat in the passenger seat and caressed her chest. Although she had watched a farce, luckily there was no car accident or man-made disaster when she and Wang Xiaodong went out this time.
Recalling the tense situation in the tavern before, Rebecca was really afraid that Wang Xiaodong couldn't help but start a fight with them.
"We're here." With a "squeak", Wang Xiaodong stepped on the accelerator.
In front of him is a small four-story apartment facing the sea, where Rebecca lives temporarily.
Seeing that Wang Xiaodong showed no intention of getting out of the car, Rebecca suddenly tilted her head and asked, "Why don't you go up and have a cup of coffee?"
Wang Xiaodong blinked, "Did every man who sent you home before come up to drink coffee?"
"Get out! Do you think anyone can take me home?" Rebecca, who was turned against the general, was so angry that her face turned red. She quickly unbuckled her seat belt and opened the car door.
"Hey, go to bed early tonight. The manuscript belongs to you alone, so don't write it too late!" Wang Xiaodong couldn't help but remind Rebecca before she was about to step out of the car door.
"Manuscript? What manuscript?" Rebecca looked confused.
"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?" Wang Xiaodong pinched his eye point, "'Southampton's new star made a scene in the Saints pub and made bold claims to score 12 goals.' Isn't this news headline exciting enough? ?”
"Dong, you, you..."
"What are you doing? Didn't I tell you that I would give you some big news? Or do you think this news is not big enough?"
"Dong, how can this be allowed? We are friends, how can I..."
"What's wrong? Even if you don't say anything about this, those drunkards will talk nonsense to reporters tomorrow after they sober up. Why don't you grab an exclusive report now?"
Before Rebecca could speak, Wang Xiaodong continued: "Also, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. We are not close to each other. I am just returning the favor to you. You can write whatever you want. Anyway, I have already let it go. , I also play with this goal in mind. It’s other people’s business if they don’t understand me. Anyway, I have confidence in myself!”
"Okay, you can make up your own mind. I'll withdraw first. I'm going to report to the first team tomorrow, and the club probably won't allow me to be so close to reporters. I wish you a bright future, bye!"
After saying that, Wang Xiaodong stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
Looking at Bima Wen's shadow disappearing into the night, the scenes in the tavern turned around in Rebecca's mind like a revolving lantern.
"Damn Dong, stupid Dong! Bastard Dong!!! You actually said such big words! Hmph! I'll see how you end up at the end of the season! Stupid pig, what a big stupid pig!"
