Perhaps because he comes from a family of chefs, and because after coming to England to study, he focused most of his attention on learning medical skills and nutritious meals, Wolji Xun's cooking skills are getting better and better day by day.
"It's time to eat."
The rich aroma of rice poured into the nose, and Yuechi Xun's voice woke up Chen Mo who was sleeping on the sofa. He stretched himself to the dining table and sat down. He picked up a piece of salmon and took a bite: "Well - Xun's mother is cooking." It’s getting more and more delicious.”
"Hey, you're talkative again."
Yuechi Xun, who was wearing a white little chef's apron, rolled her eyes, smoothed her nightgown on her butt, sat down, forked a piece of fish, and pushed the vegetable salad in front of Chen Mo: "By the way, when you came back today, you said Mr. Wenger There are new arrangements for you, what are they?"
"Mr Arsene Wenger is going to let me play in the attacking tenth position."
"Attack on offense? Haven't you always been?"
Yue Chixun held a small fork between his right index fingers, holding his chin, chewing his cheeks like rice cakes, and looked at Chen Mo curiously with his big eyes. Chen Mo ate the meat and shook his head without raising his head.
"No. In the previous games, I played as an attacking midfielder, but my playing style was not the core of the tenth position. It was more like an all-around midfielder with offensive attributes and a large part of the defensive responsibilities. I His defensive duties are mainly to sweep up the help defense and block the opponent's first ball player during the transition between offense and defense.
But when Vieira is here, he can directly mark his opponents one-on-one and has a large court coverage. In addition, Essien has a strong defensive ability, so the pressure on me to help defend is not too great. Able to focus more on organization and offense. But now that he is injured, if I continue to play as before, it is impossible to grasp both offense and defense. After all, no matter how good my physical fitness is, it will take time to run from one point to another, so Mr. Wenger is prepared Completely transformed me into an offensive core. "
"So, does Mr. Wenger intend to let you play like Pirlo and Zidane?"
"Almost, but my foot skills are not up to their level. So, didn't I bring back a lot of videos today? They are all videos of Kaká. Mr. Wenger wants me to use my strengths and avoid weaknesses and use my physical advantage to rush forward. He got up and kicked, but I felt he was still hesitant. Uh--he choked, give me a glass of water!"
He ate too hastily, his back was blocked, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Chen Mo hurriedly beat his chest with his fists. Yue Chixun sighed helplessly, stood up and poured a glass of water to help him rub his back: "Eat slowly, there is no one to share with you." Grab it. But... hesitate? Is Mr. Wenger worried that you are not capable enough?"
After drinking the water, eating, and taking a long breath, Chen Mo shook his head: "There is no problem with my ability. Although my foot skills are not first-rate, it is difficult to control the ball when I am flanked, but it doesn't matter if I rush. The Premier League whistle is very loose and I can make up for that with power play.
Mr. Wenger is mainly worried about game experience. So far, I have only played 21 times in the top league, including several times as a substitute for Barcelona. He is worried that I am too young and may take on too heavy a task. It affects the performance, and you know, now we have been unbeaten for 48 games, and we have to face the reinforced Manchester United next week. The running-in time is too short, and Mr. Wenger is also under great pressure. "
"Well, it's really difficult to make this kind of decision. Oh, by the way, let me tell you, I'm at school today."
I still wanted to know more, but seeing that Chen Mo seemed to be getting entangled, Yuechixun quickly changed the topic and started chatting about what he had learned in school, such as "Since you always come to pick me up, I can't even receive it." Invited by a boy, hum~], such as [Liu Xiang of the Dragon Kingdom broke the world record at the Olympics], or [I have mastered the secret of how to stab a bad man eighteen times without letting him die] and so on.
Yuechi Xun was chirping like a happy little oriole, while Chen Mo was not very interested in gossip or anything like that. He just ate meat honestly and nodded occasionally and said a few words.
Soon, the meal was finished in a harmonious and warm atmosphere. Chen Mo drank the last sip of milk comfortably, got up and went to the sofa to watch Kaka's game video.
Seeing Chen Mo lying on the sofa looking slightly tired, Yue Chixun, who was bending down to clear the table, had a flash of distress in his eyes. He sighed slightly, put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, and reached behind his back to untie the cook. Skirt: "Don't worry about football today, go to the supermarket with me."
"ha?"
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Through the glass window, he glanced at the Big Ben standing in the continuous rain outside the window, and then at Yuechi Xun, who was holding his arm beside him, with some small drops of water on his hair. He was standing on the Wal-Mart escalator. Chen Mo held his hand with his left hand. He was holding the stroller with a slightly aching expression on his face.
He has no interest in going to the supermarket at all. The main reason is that he doesn't know what to do when going to the supermarket.
He can't eat snacks, and he doesn't like to eat them. Apart from snacks, Yuechi Xun is responsible for purchasing the remaining food, rice, oil and salt, furniture and home decoration, and underwear.
The only thing he was interested in was giving advice and guidance when Yue Chixun was choosing stockings. However, as his salary increased and his requirements for life and hand quality increased, Yue Chixun gradually stopped buying low-end stockings in the supermarket.
As a result, Chen Mo completely lost interest in the supermarket.
He could see Chen Mo's boredom, but Yue Chixun didn't care. He just led Chen Mo around with a smile. Boredom was sometimes a kind of letting go.
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Soon, Yuechi Xun puffed up his cheeks like an angry puffer fish.
"Kaoru-chan, I'll rest here for a while, you go shopping first."
In the PlayStation-3 trial area, looking at the excited Chen Mo under the sign, Yue Chixun put his hands on his hips, snorted, shook his head and pushed the cart away.
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His girlfriend seemed a little angry, and Chen Mo scratched his head in embarrassment, but soon he was attracted by the sound coming from the crowd behind him.
"Oh!!! It's bending, it's bending, it's bending!!!! In the 13th minute of the game, Ruud van Nistelrooy scored another goal, and the score was 5:0! Arsenal was completely bloodbathed by Manchester United!"
"What the hell?! Scored five goals in thirteen minutes. This guy is so good!"
The crowd was a little noisy. Chen Mo stretched his neck to watch and saw a young man and a middle-aged white uncle sitting under the big TV. The TV screen was showing the game screen of PES 06.
The young man wearing Arsenal's No. 24 jersey angrily pressed the controller: "Fake! Are Konami's production staff all Muggles?! Why is Chen in the game so weak?! He can't play it in real life at all! Show off!"
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Suddenly being called out, Chen Mo was stunned and quickly touched the mask and cap on his face. At this time, a brown boy wearing a red Manchester United jersey shouted excitedly: "It's not just a game! Next week, we, Manchester United, will Will make a comeback, the sky in England belongs to the Red Devils!!!"
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent for an instant. Everyone looked back. They first looked at the little boy, and then at Chen Mo, who was wearing a mask next to him. The young man was angry: "Are you dissatisfied with our Arsenal? !”
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Looking at the young man's Monkey King-like face, Chen Mo was embarrassed. Before he could say anything more, the white man handed the controller to his hand: "Here, young man, give this Arsenal fan from Wales a little." Lesson! Tell him, tell everyone here, this is not a problem of the game or the players, but that we, Manchester United, are so strong!"
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Looking at the controller handed to him, Chen Mo was completely stunned. However, he felt very happy that he could play the game without queuing up. He touched the tip of his nose and sat on the sofa with some guilt. He picked up the controller and started to adjust the starting lineup.
"Put Cristiano on the field! Let me beat him with Chen!"
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The Welsh guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was shouting beside him. Chen Mo had no choice but to put Ronaldo in the starting lineup.
(End of chapter)
