"Hey, DONG, congratulations on winning the Asian Cup!" When we met the next morning, Bell gave Wang Xiaodong a big hug.
"DONG, I also watched that final. To be honest, it was really fun!"
"That's cool, I just want to kill them!" Wang Xiaodong waved his fist proudly, and then drooped his eyebrows, "But those bastards sued me, Nana, that's really annoying! "
"Sued? Why did they sue you?" Lennon was stunned when he heard the news for the first time, showing an expression like a curious baby.
Wang Xiaodong told them what happened, and then said with a disgusted look on his face, "They just disgust me! Damn, no, if I meet them next time, I will skin them right away!"
"Hahahaha, DONG, you'd better say less, hahahaha~~" Lennon laughed.
"Yeah, DONG, the AFC punished you? Did I hear you correctly? What's the use of that?" Bell also burst out laughing.
"That's a stain, a stain, do you understand?" Wang Xiaodong rolled his eyes, quite dissatisfied with this group of bad friends.
"Who is back? Why are you the only ones?" In order to change the subject, Wang Xiaodong glanced at the team.
It's past ten o'clock, but there are not many people coming to the stadium for training.
Today is the first day of assembly, but it does not mean that every team member will come back.
Some people will not return to the team until half a month after the assembly day, and some even choose to return within the first three days of the first game of the season. For freedom-loving Westerners, this is a well-deserved holiday.
Of course, most of the players who came back before the start of the match day were not the main players, or they were delayed by something at home.
Only some of the quasi-main players will choose to show up on the first day of the assembly day to actively prepare for the game, and those who have just joined the team have to come so early to report and become familiar with each other.
"DONG, did you see that? That's Luka! That guy with a stinky face!" Seeing Wang Xiaodong focus on the court, Lennon immediately pointed to Modric who was hitting the ball not far away and "introduced" him.
Modric's signing ceremony was aroused in White Hart Lane a few days ago. Tottenham officials also held a press conference to introduce this new talented player to all fans.
The overly grand ceremony caused dissatisfaction among Tottenham's "genius trio". Whether it was Lennon or Wang Xiaodong, the three of them did not receive this kind of treatment when they came to the team.
"Well, that's right, his big hooked nose reminds me of the Seven Dwarfs!" Bell also criticized with his arms folded.
"Hey, is that polite?" Lennon quit, jumped up and hit Bell hard on the knee.
No matter how short Modric is, he is still 10 centimeters taller than him.
"Ah! Sorry!" Bell rubbed his bulging cap with an apologetic look on his face.
"I don't think he looks like a dwarf, but more like a silver-horned king!" Wang Xiaodong smacked his lips as he looked at his new teammate.
"King Silver Horn? Who is that?" The two looked curious.
"An ancient Chinese god. If I have a chance, I can find a clip to show you." Wang Xiaodong replied casually.
"Fairy? God?" Lennon was stunned for a moment, then turned to a look of dissatisfaction, "God? Oh my god, where does that guy look like a god?"
"Alas! I don't understand even if I tell you!" Wang Xiaodong waved his hand, "Then just think of him as a monster!"
"Monster? Devil? Well, that's pretty much the title!" After Lennon nodded, seeing Wang Xiaodong step forward, he hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, DONG, what do you want to do? I haven't agreed to him joining us yet... ."
"It's okay, I'll go say hello." Wang Xiaodong waved his hand.
"Hello, Luca!"
"Hello, DONG!" Modric glanced at Wang Xiaodong and recognized his name. Tottenham has a Chinese player, and the whole world knows about it.
"This is Bale, this is Lennon, welcome to the team."
"Hello Bale, hello Lennon, thank you." Modric stretched out his hand and shook it with Wang Xiaodong.
"I hope we can have more tacit cooperation in the next games." Wang Xiaodong continued to talk. Now, he is already a "veteran" in the team. When facing newcomers, of course, you must adopt an attitude of "experienced people".
"Of course, of course..." After Modric responded, the expression on his face became ferocious.
The contours of his face were already very clear, but this time, Modric's face looked even more terrifying.
"He can go play Lord of the Rings." Lennon muttered from the side. "He doesn't need any makeup at all. He only needs to paint his face green. No one will think you are a goblin in disguise!"
"Then I wish us happy cooperation in advance."
Wang Xiaodong smiled and let go of his hand. Modric immediately looked like a liberated black slave, his face filled with gentleness and peace.
"That kid is not bad, his patience and self-control are quite good." Wang Xiaodong commented softly after turning around and leaving.
"Are you going to accept him as one of us?" Bale looked back and secretly glanced at Modric, who was rubbing his hands, and asked quietly.
"Hey, DONG, this is different from what we promised before!" Lennon protested again, "We can't let him go so easily. At least we have to give him a challenge... By the way, DONG, you know? He His positions are attacking midfielder and central midfielder, so he may compete with you for position."
"Oh? Really?" Wang Xiaodong also looked back at the lonely Croatian, "Then I want to see whether he or I can pass the ball more accurately!"
...
After a simple training match, the three-person team was all dumbfounded.
He is worthy of being a player worth 22 million. This pass and his overall view are really awesome!
Compared with Modric, Wang Xiaodong is more confident in achieving point-to-point passes. But the problem is that it's not that simple on the football field.
Modric is a natural attacking midfielder, but he does not like to stick to the ball like Riquelme. Instead, he will take action immediately when he finds the right opportunity.
In the training match, Modric first used his skillful foot skills and extremely fast touch frequency to play with every attacking player.
This is not a regular game, so Wang Xiaodong cannot use his body to push away his opponent with every ball.
Under Modric's "playing", not only Wang Xiaodong, but also other defensive players were constantly out of position.
And once there is a gap, Modric's scalpel-like pass will come as promised.
At first, Lennon deliberately missed a few goals, but later he discovered that if he missed the ball again, Martin Joel on the sidelines seemed to be considering whether to send this "out-of-form" winger to start the new season. .
In desperation, Lennon had no choice but to start converting Modric's passes into assists.
Throughout the whole season last year, Wang Xiaodong was learning how to find the opponent's gap and then send a fatal pass; but after seeing Modric's pass, Wang Xiaodong realized that if he didn't have a chance, he could still use the attacking midfielder's own ability. Create opportunities.
In terms of assists, I am not on the same level as others!
As mentioned just now, after Modric shakes the defender away, he will find the opponent's gap; and when he does not shake the opponent away, he can also continue to control the ball in his own side through his running with the ball. with his feet, and then proactively find gaps while running, and continue to pass the fatal ball.
The most important thing is that the Croatian keeps his head up at all times, as if the ball is growing on his feet and cannot be broken no matter how hard it is. When his teammates' openings failed to appear, his long-range shots turned out to be just as sharp.
When Modric saw Modric use a curve ball outside the penalty area to bypass the defender and score the ball from the goalkeeper's blind spot, all those who doubted him shut their mouths.
The fans outside the fence have long been happy. They shouted Modric's name one by one, as if they saw him attacking Tottenham in the Premier League in the new season.
"I didn't expect us to pass away so quickly." Bell wiped the sweat from his cheeks with a sad look on his face.
At the end of last season, many fans still chanted his name. But now, he could no longer hear any pronunciation of "Gareth".
"DONG, I swear, those goals were really not what I wanted to score!" After the game, Lennon immediately stretched out three fingers and put them on his face, "DONG, so are you, how did he let him pass so many good goals? Come on? Several times I faced an empty goal! You didn’t see the look in the old man’s eyes after I kicked the ball away.”
"So, are you convinced?" Wang Xiaodong suddenly asked.
"I'm convinced, I'm really convinced." Lennon raised his hands, "DONG, did you see it? After 60 minutes, that guy didn't even shed a drop of sweat..."
"I didn't shed it either!"
Looking at the beads of sweat on Wang Xiaodong's temples, Lennon decided not to expose it. After all, Wang Xiaodong's fists were not vegetarian.
"What should we do? Are we going to invite him to join our Tottenham Genius Group?" Bale asked.
"I don't care." Lennon shrugged.
He suddenly discovered that even if he was a substitute in the new season, Martin Joel would not replace Modric.
"Wait a minute!"
"What? DONG, you mean..."
Looking at the handsome Silver Horn King, Wang Xiaodong said thoughtfully, "It won't be too late to let him join after he passes my test."
At this moment, Robbie Keane and Berbatov walked over shoulder to shoulder: "Hey, the training is over, why are you three chatting about shameful things? Let's go drink tonight! I We found a good place, and a new batch of beauties just arrived there!"
Looking at the two people holding hands, Wang Xiaodong immediately smiled and said: "Okay, okay, but you have to do me a favor first..."
