"Fans in front of the TV, welcome to watch the fifth round of the League Cup, Arsenal vs. Southampton."
"The winner of this game will directly advance to the semi-finals!"
"Since the start of this season, Gunners Arsenal has been focusing on the Champions League."
"Facing the well-prepared Southampton, the professor still sent out a substitute lineup today."
"We can see that Henry is still on the bench."
"When entering the stadium before the game, there was some minor friction between the visiting team Southampton and the home team's players off the pitch, which led to a lot of tension."
"Fortunately, this matter was suppressed by the head coaches of both sides and the gaffe was not extended."
"But this also proves from the side that the visiting team is bound to win this game."
"The person who appears on the screen is none other than Mr. Arsene Wenger. It seems that he is very confident in this game..."
"Eh? What is that?"
The commentators and guests were just halfway through their introductions when they suddenly saw the broadcast camera flicker, and something seemed wrong with the fans behind Professor Wenger.
The camera zoomed in, and Wenger also turned around and looked around.
Soon, the anger on the fans' faces appeared on the screen.
At this time, a player with a red comb hair was standing under the stands, yelling at the home fans.
"I'm so confused, what did I see?"
"Who is that???"
"Is he crazy?"
The commentator who wanted to continue the explanation step by step almost dropped the microphone in his hand when he saw Wang Xiaodong's strange appearance.
As the fans' yelling became louder and louder, the entire Highbury also focused their attention here.
"He seems to be provoking all the Highbury fans?"
When the commentator came to his senses, the expression on his face was nothing short of wonderful.
"Farke!"
"This is Highbury!"
"Even Rooney has never been so arrogant before!"
"Who does he think he is?"
A total of three camera lenses gave a close-up of Wang Xiaodong's face. His strange appearance made people remember this oriental face at a glance.
"Where does this cockscomb head come from?"
"I can't wait to take the crown off his head!"
"It looks so awkward!"
"Mom, I have OCD!"
Fans farther away only noticed the shape of Wang Xiaodong's head, but fans nearby were already furious.
The players from both sides had just entered the stadium to warm up, but Wang Xiaodong followed the "customary" and came to the bottom of the home team's fans' stands to say hello.
"Get out of Highbury, you're not welcome here!"
"Arrogant bastard, you don't deserve to stand here and play football!"
"We Arsenal are invincible, let's see how we kick your balls out!"
Wang Xiaodong stood there with two thumbs up and an arrogant expression.
"Hello~~~"
"Hillbillies, how are you?"
"what are you guys saying?"
"Why can't I hear you?"
Wang Xiaodong put a hand to his ear and turned his head sideways.
"Is there anyone brave enough to do it like last time?"
"Come on, come on, you can all jump down!"
"Come on one and I'll beat one up, come on two and I'll do both!"
Wang Xiaodong's "performance" was transmitted to thousands of households through television broadcasts.
Taking advantage of Arsenal's huge traffic in the Premier League, fans saw for the first time someone who dared to actively provoke the home team fans at Highbury.
"Oh my god, he's so cool!"
"Isn't he afraid of being beaten?"
"He's the boldest guy in England!"
Surprisingly, with just a few seconds of footage, Wang Xiaodong's image has taken root in the hearts of countless young people in England.
Wild, uninhibited, and not afraid of the eyes of the world.
It takes enough courage to show off such a weird look in front of tens of thousands of spectators, but to stand on the opposite side of the home team fans and speak out unscrupulously, such a move is simply crazy!
"No, I want to try this hairstyle too!"
"Maybe it can make me a man."
"I want to keep a colorful one too!"
"I'm more arrogant than Dong!"
...
Wang Xiaodong doesn't care about the reaction of the home team fans. He has provoked the home team fans not once or twice.
The angrier and angrier the guys got, the more excited and happy he got.
I just like to see how you can't stand me but feel helpless about me.
If you have the guts to go out and hit me!
Just like those Millwall fans!
You are just talking nonsense, you are just a bunch of cowards!
Fortunately, other teammates saw Wang Xiaodong's "suicide" behavior immediately and hurriedly pulled him back to the tunnel.
"Dong, what you did today gave me a headache!" Keegan rubbed his forehead, "If you do this again, I will take you off the field in the first minute!"
"Boss, don't. Without me, who will defend and assist?!" Wang Xiaodong was very anxious when he heard this.
"So you have to learn to restrain yourself." Keegan patted Wang Xiaodong on the shoulder. "It's a good thing for young people to be energetic, but you have to figure out who your opponent is. With so much energy on the court, the fans are not you. enemy."
"ok, I get it."
Because of Millwall, Wang Xiaodong dislikes London very much. Together with the teams that don’t like London, and the fans in London.
But Keegan is right. You have successfully aroused the anger of the opposing players, so there is no need to provoke the opposing fans.
It would be great to have this energy left to deal with the Arsenal players on the field.
Seeing that Wang Xiaodong really took it to heart, Keegan patted him on the back gently, "Dong, I know that the last time you came to London left a bad impression on you. But you can definitely use your Using strength to conquer your opponents and just coveting the temporary quickness of words will only arouse the anger of others. This is not beneficial to your future and development."
"I see."
"Okay, let me see how you perform. If you behave like this again, don't blame me for subbing you!"
"YES, SIR!"
...
Just like that, before the game even started, everyone in Highbury was already in a state of panic due to Wang Xiaodong.
Under the watchful eyes of the three referees, the players from both sides finally completed the pre-match rituals such as coming out and shaking hands.
All the gunmen stared at Wang Xiaodong with angry faces, and each of them enjoyed a "cordial" handshake.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a handsome hairstyle?"
Wang Xiaodong raised his eyebrows and came to his position to stand.
"Fake, I must give this guy a good look!" Alex Song was so angry that his face turned red.
"Don't be impulsive. The more excited you are, the happier he will be. Don't fall into this trap!"
"What should I do? I can't wait to shove him out right away!"
"Let me try him first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the gunmen who were noisy just now fell silent.
"Robin, it's up to you!"
"You must give that guy a good look!"
Robin Van Persie, who was carrying No. 11, stood in front of the ball. At the referee's whistle, he passed the ball to a teammate on the side.
"Baby face, what do you want to do?"
Wang Xiaodong's eyes widened. After the whistle, Van Persie did a one-two with his teammates and rushed towards him with the ball.
"Robin, Robin, Robin!!!"
When the fans in the stands saw this, they immediately understood what was going on and shouted at the top of their lungs.
Van Persie, who was born in 1983, was also a rebellious guy when he was a child. Being punished for standing still, banned from school, and being naughty and mischievous were commonplace for him.
But the difference between Wang Xiaodong and him is that Wang Xiaodong is better at provoking authority.
With age and family influence, Van Persie gradually abandoned his bad habits and became an "artist" on the court.
Artist, this name is inherently incompatible with fighting and killing.
Last season, Wenger, who had been looking for Bergkamp's successor, brought him to Highbury from Feyenoord.
He made 41 appearances in all competitions and scored 10 goals for Arsenal.
This performance is already excellent, so this season, with Reyes in a slump and Bergkamp about to retire, Van Persie has gained more opportunities to play.
Coupled with Henry's injury, the past November became Van Persie's first highlight moment at Arsenal.
With 8 goals in 8 games, Van Persie was directly named the Premier League Player of the Month for November by the FA.
"Pass him, pass him, pass him!!!"
The fans stood up and waited for the proud villain to be beaten back to his original form.
Five steps, four steps, three steps...
Wang Xiaodong counted the distance between himself and Van Persie in his mind, and suddenly turned sideways, leaving a gap for the menacing Van Persie.
Van Persie, who was dribbling the ball at high speed, was stunned, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
The space on the left side of Wang Xiaodong is like a cake exuding an alluring milk fragrance, but only Van Persie knows that as long as he takes one step forward, the ferocious beast hidden in the cake can devour him in one bite!
There is no way to break through from there! ! !
The handsome Dutchman frowned slightly and immediately moved his left foot to send the ball to Wang Xiaodong's right side.
This is an extremely smart choice!
At this time, Wang Xiaodong was standing sideways. If he didn't want Van Persie to bring the ball to his blind spot, he would have to readjust his position.
If you choose to turn head-on, an excessively large angle will greatly affect Wang Xiaodong's startup speed.
Wang Xiaodong grinned, "He is indeed Arsenal's starting striker!"
In front of Van Persie, Wang Xiaodong moved his legs one step back. When he saw his opponent touching the ball for the second time and continuing to take the ball to this side, he decisively turned around and faced his own goal.
"Decisive guy!"
Van Persie was slightly appreciative.
It seems that this guy is not just talking empty words!
If he chooses to turn around at this time, he is not afraid...
The next second, Van Persie was still scared.
He thought of Wang Xiaodong's past.
This is a guy who dares to catch a bat with one hand. Even if it's his back, he can't easily knock it away!
Thinking of this, Van Persie gritted his teeth and continued to push forward with his left foot.
Taking advantage of Wang Xiaodong's turn, he turned his horsepower to the maximum, as if he was going to use his speed to forcefully overtake.
"Hey~~~be careful!!!"
The fans exclaimed.
The moment the two were parallel, Wang Xiaodong suddenly leaned to the left.
He seemed to have expected that Van Persie would choose to continue sprinting, so after tilting his body slightly, he slammed his shoulder towards Van Persie.
Seeing that the two were about to collide, the slender Van Persie tiptoed with his left foot and hooked the catching ball behind him.
Pushing lightly with the arch of his foot, when the ball appeared again, it had already reached the back right side of Van Persie's body.
"Ha!!! You are indeed an idiot!"
"Have you been cheated?"
"who do you think You Are?"
"Aren't you still being fooled?"
Wang Xiaodong, who came back to make a sudden stop and tried to knock his opponent away with his body, was thrown away by Van Persie.
Looking at Wang Xiaodong who rushed out two or three meters through the air, boos came from the stands.
After avoiding Wang Xiaodong's pressing, Van Persie decisively chose to pass the ball.
With a gentle through ball, the ball came to Lupoli's feet.
A prolific goalscorer for the Gunners' reserves, Lupoli scored 27 goals in 32 appearances last season.
Being able to represent the first team this season, Lupoli was impatient and cherished every opportunity to touch the ball and tried his best to express himself in front of the professor.
"Haha, Southampton, here I come!"
After receiving the ball, Lupoli adjusted his body shape and moved the ball forward to attack the Saints goal.
But at this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind him.
"No, there's someone!"
Lupoli subconsciously used his body to block and jam his opponent with his back. This is a routine move for professional players.
But this time, Lupoli miscalculated.
Wang Xiaodong rushed from behind like a Tiger tank, knocking Lu Poli away with a crushing advantage.
The Italian forward staggered a few steps to one side. When he regained his balance, the ball had already reached Wang Xiaodong's feet.
"Shh~~~~"
Seeing Wang Xiaodong take the ball, boos came from the stands.
The professor on the sidelines shook his head. Van Persie had just made a sudden stop behind his opponent to shake off his opponent, but the next second Wang Xiaodong used his tireless running and pressing to earn face for himself.
"I really don't want to suffer any loss!" For the first time, the professor understood Wang Xiaodong's refusal to give in.
The game reached a climax at the beginning, and Van Persie's passing made the hearts of everyone in Nan'an Puqun sink. However, Wang Xiaodong's subsequent fight was like a shot in the arm, hitting the Saints' hearts.
With such a tireless midfielder with a perpetual motion machine, what else is there to fear?
Arsenal attacked very fiercely. Although Van Persie took the lead, the professor's 433 was enough to make any British Championship team breathless.
Wang Xiaodong's sprint press was difficult to link up with his teammates, so he simply retreated with other teammates to compress the opponent's available space.
He certainly knows what his primary purpose is!
He is a defensive player, and his job is to intercept the opponent's ball and then assist his teammates in counterattacking as quickly as possible.
Facing the Gunners' crazy attack, this high-pressure style of play was exactly the same as his usual practice. Wang Xiaodong couldn't get used to it!
As Wang Xiaodong held the midfield defense, other teammates were relieved from their initial panic.
They followed Wang Xiaodong step by step as they usually did during training.
Gradually, they discovered that even if their opponents were gunmen, they were nothing more than mediocre.
Once there is a chance to counterattack, Walcott in front will immediately receive the long pass from his teammate.
The professor on the sidelines put his hands in his pockets and looked at the court seriously.
Judging from the scene, Arsenal has been suppressing the visiting team.
But a closer look at the data shows that Southampton's number of shots is no worse than that of the Gunners.
There is only one reason why such a strong ability to withstand pressure appears on a British Championship team.
The professor couldn't help but look at the cockscomb head in front of the Saints' penalty area.
Facing Alexander Hleb's sprint, Wang Xiaodong rushed forward without hesitation.
boom!
An ordinary half-goal, but neither the Chinese nor the Belarusians took a step back.
The ball shot into the sky.
Hleb, who was 1.78 meters tall, had his right leg bounced back by the huge impact. He staggered forward and was immediately stuck behind Wang Xiaodong.
boom!
Without any pause, Wang Xiaodong jumped up high and tipped the ball to his teammates in front of his opponent.
"Bichi!"
A contemptuous laugh made the white Russian with messy bangs look embarrassed.
This summer, Hleb was brought to Highbury by the Gunners for £1,000,000. Before that, he was Stuttgart's assist leader.
Hleb's role has never been reflected in the scorer list. Ever since he joined, Arsenal's midfield has had an extra lubricant.
The Belarusian forward midfielder has a tough playing style and dares to play hard.
But unfortunately, he is only 1.78 meters tall and weighs less than 70 kilograms.
He has the heart to compete for the ball, but has no ability to grab the ball.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong walk away, Hleb was so angry that he clenched his fist and punched the turf of Highbury hard.
The moment the offense and defense switched, the Saints' machine started to run along with Wang Xiaodong's running.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong running out of space, Powell sent the ball to his feet without hesitation.
boom!
Without any pause, Wang Xiaodong swung his right foot and kicked the ball into the vacuum on the left side of the Gunners' backcourt.
"Dongxi combination"?
Wenger nodded.
Seeing Walcott rushing forward along a line on the sidelines, the professor felt at ease.
No matter what, this guy will be our guy in the second half of the year.
Wang Xiaodong's long pass and Little Tiger's speed destroyed many teams' defenses.
This puts Gilberto Silva in an extremely awkward position.
At Arsenal, Gilberto has always been known as the "invisible wall".
Just because the Brazilian, who is known for his defense, can only stay near the midfield even if he assists.
He is the defensive barrier for the Gunners and it is difficult to attract the attention of others on the field.
And once he is captured in the camera, it means that he has dealt a devastating blow to the opponent's offense.
With the Brazilians guarding the back, the other gunners can rely on them to attack with confidence.
But from the start to now, Southampton's three counterattacks have completely avoided the Brazilian.
The Saints' counterattack never passes through the midfield!
As the ball hit the ground, Walcott's figure appeared in the camera, and bursts of exclamations began to be heard in the visiting team's stands.
The counterattack begins!
The little tiger's unparalleled speed makes all the gunners feel flustered. This kind of talent is out of reach.
Fortunately, Toure got stuck on the inside immediately and blocked the little tiger's inward route. Otherwise, this sixteen-year-old boy would directly dribble the ball towards the goalkeeper.
"too fast!"
The commentator sighed helplessly.
"He was like a gust of wind!"
Under pressure from Toure, Walcott slowly slowed down.
Seeing this scene, the gun fans put their hearts back in their stomachs again.
No matter what happens next time, just take precautions this time!
Looking at the defensive player in front of him, Little Tiger suddenly showed an intriguing expression.
Tu Lei was startled, and a bad premonition suddenly came over him.
