Chapter 411 Farewell (Daily Transition)

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Ronaldinho?

Ox tail?

This is the dragon wagging its tail!

It is also the same permanent passive module as the golden left foot.

The back of Li Kang's head felt slightly numb, and dozens of figures with samba ponytails appeared in his mind.

Not entering a fantasy world.

There is no sadness, pain, anger, unwillingness, etc. heavy negative emotional burden.

The joy spread wildly.

The phone suddenly rang.

Li Kang did not answer the phone, but played to the ringtone.

The phantom of Barcelona's No. 10 in the field of vision twisted his waist excitedly.

What the hell?

Diego Costa stood outside the window with a confused look on his face: "With Lee's reflex arc, is he celebrating winning the Confederations Cup? But the ringtone on his phone is Arsenal's team anthem! Is he celebrating Arsenal's Triple Crown?"

The next day.

The Spanish team returned to Madrid.

Won the Confederations Cup for the first time in history, but there was no scene of national jubilation.

Not to mention fighter escort.

The Confederations Cup championship is a strange curse, like a sumptuous meal that causes diarrhea.

Of course, the mascots of the Broken Royal Family still came to the Las Rozas training base.

"Vincent, I come to visit you with the blessings of the entire country!"

Felipe VI led a group of reporters and made a grand scene under the spotlight.

It's a pity that the players' response was perfunctory: after winning the championship, the royal family did not pay them any money. The income of the king and queen was not as high as theirs.

There was no salute, the Catalans, Basques, Galicians, Brazilians, Chinese... just shook hands and nodded.

Felipe VI didn't seem to mind, still smiling brightly.

Half an hour later, the mascot king finished a speech before reluctantly leaving.

Bosque took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

If he were not a hereditary marquis and a descendant of the royal rations, he would not bother to "serve" the king.

Mignano stepped forward excitedly.

"Boss, this is Li's physical examination report. All indicators are normal."

"Well, which club should I fax to? Chelsea or Arsenal?"

"Send them all once!"

"Before the 2018 World Cup, we must communicate well with the coaching staff of Li's club."

"We need to pay more attention to Li's physical and mental health. London is a city that easily corrupts young people. It would be great if he prepares for the World Cup in a club in Madrid."

Players resumed training.

On the green field, Carvajal sent a wide-range transfer ball.

Li Kang arrived near the left landing point immediately.

Football dropped!

Lift your left foot and prepare to unload the ball.

Pique quickly made a move.

A surprising scene happened.

The moment Li Kang stopped the ball, his center of gravity shifted to the left.

Move the outside of the foot.

Tap the inside of your foot back again.

The football was like a naughty elf, dancing in the air. Then it landed and passed by Pique's side.

The ball passed.

People also pass.

The teammates were stunned: Ox tail in the air? No, it’s the dragon wagging its tail!

I haven't fully recovered yet.

Li Kang has already brought the ball to the left side of the penalty area.

Boom!

The football shot out and lifted the net.

Bang bang bang!

Pique looked confused and couldn't help but applaud

The agility and charm of this way of getting rid of it are very similar to Ronaldinho!

"Awesome!"

"Left foot of gold!"

"Lee, where are you going to spend your offseason?"

Isco asked suddenly, with expectant eyes.

Li Kang shook his head. He had never thought about vacation at all.

His mind was still recalling the breakthrough action just now. He tried the "air ox tail" for the first time and succeeded!

The offensive tempo did not slow down even half a minute.

Not a trace of sloppiness.

Not even the shadow of Ronaldinho appeared.

It is worthy of being permanently passive.

He ran to the net, picked up the football with his right foot, and then pulled the ball to the right and buckled it with the left hand, which was a little stiff. Even the acceleration after the breakthrough was half a beat slower.

The left foot is Ronaldinho's dragon tail swing.

The right foot is a top-notch ox tail.

"Why don't we go to Greece together!"

In 2017, Greece inexplicably became a European holiday destination. Hotels and real estate enjoyed a great situation, and stars went to various beaches and islands to spend their holidays.

Saul and Kirk quickly echoed: "Let's go too!"

Morata hesitated for a moment and said: "I want to accompany my wife."

"We didn't ask you."

Amid laughter, Li Kang and his teammates ended the last training session of the summer.

The day of separation has come again.

De Gea was reluctant to leave, and his eyes swept over the figures of Azpilicueta, Diego Costa, Pedro, and Cesc Fabregas. Suddenly he realized: If Li Zhen joins Chelsea, Stamford Bridge will not be the same. Has it become the home of the Matador Premier League?

"Lee, the mobile phone signal at Stamford Bridge is not good"

After holding it in for a long time, he could only think of this shortcoming.

Diego Costa couldn't help but "punched" the Manchester United goalkeeper in the chest: "Return to the club and work hard to defend the Europa League next season!"

Two days later.

Li Kang did not go on vacation. He returned to North London-Emirates Stadium with his assistant.

sunny.

Blue sky and white clouds.

The red and white stands were filled with fans from all over the world.

The huge TIFO picture printed with Arsenal's No. 10 jersey gradually unfolded amidst the great momentum!

The green field was filled with three trophies.

Champions League champion.

Premier League champions.

FA Cup winner.

Kroenke Jr., Sir Kiswick, Gazidis and other senior Arsenal officials had sad expressions.

Li Kang walked out of the tunnel, wearing the red and white No. 10 jersey.

There was an overwhelming feeling of reluctance and retention at the Emirates Stadium.

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

"Lee!!!"

Arsenal's long-prepared farewell ceremony for Mr. 200 Million has finally arrived.

Li Kang stepped onto the green field and walked towards three shining trophies.

The spotlight kept flashing.

Media reporters pressed their camera shutters one after another to record this classic moment.

"The camera captured a young Gunners fan."

"Tears of sadness."

"A farewell that touches the heartstrings."

"The transfer fee of 200 million has brought three championship trophies."

"Li Kang finally became a passerby in the arsenal."

Sadness permeates North London. Wrong.

at this time.

Tottenham fans gathered in the bar and banged their glasses on the table with excitement.

"Arsenal have lost their king!"

"To hell with St. Tottenham's Day!"

The farewell ceremony was solemn and brief.

Gun salutes fired.

Golden confetti flies in the wind.

It was like a golden rain fell at the Emirates Stadium.

Little Kroenke held Li Kang's right hand tightly and was about to stir things up when he was suddenly pushed away by the accompanying medical staff in a hurry: "What are you thinking about? Li's right arm is still recovering from his injury!"

Arsenal's top brass suddenly looked embarrassed.

"Lee, the Arsenal will always be your home."

"We will take you back as soon as certain issues are resolved."

Li Kang looked around.

He couldn't find the white-haired old man in the crowd.

bid farewell.

No matter how solemn the farewell is, something seems to be missing.

The club did not hold such a farewell ceremony for Wenger.

High temperature warning! Everyone, take care of your health! Drink more water!

(End of chapter)