"Isn't Ronald the best player in the world?" After hearing Jima's praise, the little witch who was deeply "brainwashed" by Wang Xiaodong asked subconsciously.
"That's right, my Cristiano is also called Ronaldo!" Gemma replied without blushing or heartbeat.
Lu Xiaopang and Wang Xiaodong, in Jima’s eyes, are far from her Cristiano!
Indeed, Ronaldinho is a very great player. As his girlfriend, it is normal to praise her boyfriend.
But Gemma's performance was too exaggerated. Not only did she elevate her boyfriend, she also meant to belittle other people.
It seemed that only her boyfriend was the most handsome guy on the court, and her performance at the moment gave her a sense of recognition as the First Lady.
Gemma kept twisting her waist and shouting Cristiano's name. It was obvious that she was very hard pressed by the first two goals.
Colleen curled her lips. She felt that her glory had been taken away by that "flowery" woman.
She lowered her head and whispered in the little witch's ear: "What a coquettish woman!"
"Hmph! Don't look at her being so happy now."
"Whenever Cristiano dumps her, she won't have anywhere to cry!"
After hearing these words, the little witch blinked and turned to look at Colleen: "Colleen, are you also afraid that Wayne will break up with you?"
Colleen was stunned and shook her head like a rattle: "No, no, no, Wayne will not break up with me!"
As she said that, Colleen also showed off the diamond ring on her hand, "This is the engagement ring Wayne gave me. This is the loyalty he gave me!"
Looking at the diamond ring on Colleen's hand, the little witch's ankle felt itchy, and she felt the red rope on her ankle become slightly warm.
Ever since Wang Xiaodong tied the red string around her ankle, the little witch had almost never taken it off for more than a year.
Although this red velvet rope is not as valuable as the ring on Colleen's finger, it is extremely valuable in the little witch's heart. Several times while taking a bath with her boyfriend, Wang Xiaodong wanted to take it off temporarily, but she refused.
Looking at the little witch's bare fingers, Colleen thought that the little witch was in love, so she comforted: "Emma, don't mind, I will help you talk to DONG about this after the game, and ask him to buy you a big one later." Diamond ring.”
"He plays football so well now and makes a lot of money! If he continues to be so stingy, I will look down on him."
"so..."
"He's not stingy!" the little witch interrupted Colleen, then put her legs together, "He wanted to buy me a lot of things, but I rejected them all. I'm still in school, and I don't need the things he said. . And I also have money. I can buy it myself if I want."
The little witch's words left Colleen speechless.
She and Lu Xiaopang are also the same age. In terms of age, they should also be in college at the moment.
However, not only is she not in school now, she also doesn't have as much money as the little witch.
Compared with the little witch, Colleen once again felt ashamed.
She is not as beautiful as the little witch, nor is she as good at studying, nor as famous as the little witch, nor as rich as the little witch.
She is just an ordinary girl who became famous through her boyfriend, while she, Emma Watson, became an international superstar based solely on her own strength.
At this moment, Colleen suddenly felt so small.
This person is the golden boy!
I am just a Cinderella who found a prince!
If you don't improve yourself, you might one day be like Xiao Luo's ex-girlfriend, who gets divided as much as you want.
What's more, I don't have a plump and attractive figure like Jima.
Seeing the glimmer of happiness on the little witch's face, a feeling of jealousy rose up in Colleen's heart again.
"Look, Emma, Manchester United got the ball again!" Colleen changed the topic and pointed to the court, "Ha, maybe my Wayne will score again!"
Hearing Colleen's words, the little witch was really excited.
"No, DONG will never let Manchester United score again!"
"Come on, Dong, come on!!!"
Amidst the shouts of the little witch and Jima, cheers were heard from the ladies group.
From taking the lead to being overtaken, the Tottenham team experienced ups and downs in these ten minutes.
Ronaldinho kicked out his shoes in the melee in front of the penalty area, but he took this opportunity to score a goal with his bare feet.
Where does this make sense?
Manchester United's two consecutive goals came from the defender's distraction, and the defender was not to blame for this "distraction".
But the goal happened just like that, and the defender had to hold back his anger.
Robinson on the goal line was also annoyed.
The moment Ronaldinho kicked the shoe away, he instantly realized that it was a sneaker and not a ball. Robinson was still a little happy that he had not been deceived by the other party.
Looking back now, I might as well have swooped out and caught Ronaldinho's sneaker.
When Manchester United scores another goal, they can complain that the opponent deliberately used their sneakers to interfere with the goalkeeper, and the goal will most likely be disallowed.
But now, the score on the timer has been rewritten.
In the era without VR, the scores that had already appeared would almost never change.
Martin Joel also lamented repeatedly.
Are you talking about your own players’ defensive mistakes?
The "arguable argument" for the first goal and the "subconscious slip-up" for the second goal are both human nature and have little to do with the defensive players.
Are you saying that your defense is very good?
But the result was that they won two games in a row and abruptly changed the score from 1-0 to 1-2.
This ending left Martin Joel scratching his head.
He kept yelling, asking the players to intensify the competition for the midfield and not allow the opponent to easily kick the ball into the penalty area.
But the Manchester United players are not stupid. They can't break through Wang Xiaodong's defense, but they can pass the ball to the other side where Wang Xiaodong is not there to form a breakthrough.
When Beckham was still at Manchester United, the Red Devils relied on his long passes to tear apart all opponents' defense lines; now that Beckham is gone, the Red Devils' utilization of space on the court has not dropped.
Even if Wang Xiaodong is really a tireless tank, he can't catch up with the missiles flying in the sky.
In front of the Manchester United bench, Sir Alex Ferguson's buttocks twisted even more.
Ever since he discovered that he could "control" the team from the air, he never stopped twisting his waist.
Especially after Ronaldinho scored a goal, the replay shown on the big screen was divided into mirrors.
One side gives Manchester United's attack, while the other side gives Ferguson's dance moves.
When the fans saw that Manchester United's attack really came from Sir Alex Ferguson's "planning", the Red Devils fans in the stands were excited!
Look, what does Ah San’s snake control skill count for?
Our Lord's puppetry skills are world-famous!
At this moment, in the eyes of some Japanese fans, Sir Alex Ferguson is the Chiyo Ferguson in their hearts!
On the court, Wang Xiaodong also played very hard.
Manchester United has been avoiding direct confrontation with him for the past ten minutes.
There was really nothing he could do about his opponent's style of play.
You just ran over here and someone passed the ball away. How can you slap the guy who passed the ball?
In the 1V1 duel with Fletcher just now, Wang Xiaodong just wanted to take a chance and lure the opponent into a head-on fight with him.
Unexpectedly, Fletcher didn't take the bait at all and directly made a pass.
By the time he ran back into the chaotic penalty area, Ronaldinho had already kicked off his shoes and scored with his big toe.
Wang Xiaodong's teeth creaked every time he recalled the Manchester United twins running away from him with smiles on their faces.
These abominable guys, I really don’t show my strength, you think of me as Hello KETTY!
The irritated Wang Xiaodong was so angry that he barely stopped and kept running on the court.
Every time the camera shifts and switches, you can see Wang Xiaodong running.
Although he is not necessarily the protagonist in the shot, his figure running behind the ball carrier has still won the admiration of countless fans.
Finally, at the 43rd minute, Wang Xiaodong once again became the protagonist of the camera.
At this moment, 10 minutes have passed since Manchester United took the lead. Tottenham also made several decent attacks, but in the end they still failed to penetrate Van der Sar's defense.
Now that the first half of the game is coming to an end, under Sir Alex Ferguson's command, Manchester United has a tendency to take the existing score to the halftime break.
"Want to go to rest first?"
"Didn't you ask me if I agree?"
In the footage, Wang Xiaodong received a cross pass from his teammate in the left backfield. Seeing that the opponents in front were all sullenly running towards his defensive position, Wang Xiaodong made a quick decision and strode forward.
"Huddlestone struck..."
"Wang Xiaodong dribbles the ball forward!" Seeing Wang Xiaodong dribbling the ball, Huang Jianxiang became energetic again.
In the lens, the referee's bald head is at the bottom of the screen.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong take steps, he also started running together with Wang Xiaodong.
At this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared behind Wang Xiaodong, getting closer and closer to Wang Xiaodong.
Finally, two hands hugged Wang Xiaodong's shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right.
Ronaldinho, who is running without the ball, can catch up with Wang Xiaodong who has just started in minutes.
The next second, just when the referee was about to put the whistle on his chest into his mouth, Wang Xiaodong's shoulders were suddenly raised. With his arms stretched out, Wang Xiaodong spread his wings like an eagle.
Xiao Luo's center of gravity was unstable while running, just like a Bugatti Veyron that was eager to overtake and hit a domineering Land Rover. In an instant, he was thrown aside by Wang Xiaodong who was running at high speed, and fell to the grass. It rolled forward three or four times under the influence of the force.
The referee was nearby. He quickly put the whistle in his mouth but did not blow it. Both hands were stretched forward to signal that the game should continue.
From catching up to Ronaldinho to being dumped happened in a blink of an eye. Before the fans could cheer for Ronaldinho who caught up with Wang Xiaodong, they saw their supernova being dumped on the road like a drunkard who jumped out of a car. beside.
Gimma's mouth opened in shock at the family table. One second she was shouting Cristiano's name, and the next second she had her hands in front of her mouth, looking at the scene on the court in disbelief.
She didn't know what kind of physical effects a high-speed object would have when it collided. She only knew that the muscular boy who was lying on the sofa watching her striptease on Sunday afternoon was like a bag of garbage that no one wanted. Just like that, Wang Xiaodong casually left him on the roadside.
"Cristiano!" This time it was not a cheer, but a scream.
Colleen was also stunned.
Her physical level is not much higher than Jima's.
She subconsciously looked to her side. The little witch's eyes were shining with Wang Xiaodong's eyes, her two small fists were clenched in front of her chest, and her fiery heart was beating wildly in her chest.
Looking at the little witch's wide eyes, Colleen recalled how she watched Rooney play in Everton a few years ago.
At that time, Lu Xiaopang was still a "kid with good football skills" in Li Tie's words.
After Xiao Luo was thrown away, Wang Xiaodong once again used his body to push Wong Lo Kat aside.
Giggs is fast, but he's too old.
It was so big that Wang Xiaodong actually adopted the simplest method of going straight in, striding forward to pass him.
Faced with Wang Xiaodong's "humiliating" performance, the experienced Giggs immediately moved his body laterally, intending to get stuck in Wang Xiaodong's path.
But what he never expected was that although he was not fast, Wang Xiaodong's strong body could easily push the 34-year-old veteran aside.
Seeing this boy who was only half his age slowly squeezing him away and surpassing him little by little, Giggs suddenly felt like he was old.
Perhaps, Class 92 should have left the stage of history long ago. We old guys are no longer used to the fierce Premier League!
At this moment, a series of discordant sounds came from the Manchester United stands.
"Fuck him, fuck him!"
"Wong Lo Kat, shovel him to death!"
"Ryan, what are you still hesitating about? Do you want to watch him run away from you?"
"Fuck him to death!"
"Let this country bumpkin know what will happen if he fights against Manchester United!"
"Shovel him, break his legs!!!"
Amid the roar of the fans, Giggs, who had dominated the scene with his speed, slowly slowed down and watched Tottenham's No. 4 leave.
Seeing that Giggs didn't tackle his leg until the last moment, the fans in the stands once again swore that Giggs was too cowardly.
At this moment, Wang Laoji felt mixed emotions in his heart.
He looked at Wang Xiaodong's back, shook his head and sighed softly: "Wayne, Cristiano, it seems I have left you with a very strong opponent!"
"I hope one day you won't blame me."
