By the time the two regained their strength and went out to look for food, it was already past one in the afternoon.
Ai Luo first took back his motorcycle from ngg's door.
To be honest, he felt particularly sorry for this motorcycle.
It was the first car he had saved up to buy, even though it only had two wheels.
Riding a motorcycle, she drove Christine Anne coquettishly to the Great China Restaurant.
What caught her eye was the big poster, and next to it was a small photo taken when she was in the youth team.
She murmured, "What the hell!"
Mom is so handsome” "Beautiful" Christine Anne whispered beside her.
Ai Luo chuckled and didn't answer.
He held Christine Anne's soft little hand and entered the restaurant.
He said hello to the familiar girl at the door and sat down on an empty seat inside.
He originally wanted to find the rich second-generation Tan Xi to cash in the remaining two meals, but after searching again, he found that this guy was not there again.
He began to wonder if this guy was deliberately evading the bill.
After a simple meal, Christian Anne was sent back to school.
Before leaving, Christine Anne took the initiative to kiss Ai Luo's lips, took out the mobile phone from his pocket with her right hand, and then saved her number.
After everything was settled, Christine Anne blinked her seductive eyes charmingly and said in a thousand words, "Whenever you miss me, be sure to call me.
I love you."
By the way, he kissed Ai Luo's right cheek again.
After Christine Anne walked away, she turned around, took the phone from her pocket, and deleted the number she had previously stored in the phone.
In Ai Luo's mind, the same woman could never sleep with her twice.
Second-rate.
Of course, Sharapova was an exception before, but it was just an exception, and there would be no third time.
Twenty minutes later, Aiello returned to the apartment and parked his motorcycle.
The strange thing was that the door to Uncle Sam's house was still closed, and the door was still covered with dust, as if it had not been cleaned for a long time.
He returned to his room with doubts.
He simply moved his body and entered the system with a snap of his fingers.
He left everything behind.
What awaited him was another hard struggle.
His goal for today.
Just to complete that goal and improve his shooting skills again.
However, he struggled for four hours without scoring a goal against three professional-level defenders, and the number on the statistic table still remained at 99.
The next day, Aiello arrived at the first team training base early.
As before, I started training on my own.
Half an hour later, a few teammates came to the first-team training ground to start warming up.
However, after these teammates came to the court, they began to look different.
As for what was different, he didn't know.
He just didn't feel it.
Same. eyes Suddenly, these two words popped up in his mind, but the look in his eyes was different.
Suddenly a thought came to my mind.
Could it be that I went to a nightclub again after two months and was photographed by the evil paparazzi, and then it was published in the newspaper?
With a feeling of uneasiness, he trotted to Albelda's side and said, "Hey David, why are the looks in everyone's eyes at me suddenly changed?
Is there something I can't do to you?"
Albelda rolled her eyes, her expression was very serious, and she said playfully, "You really have something to do with everyone."
"Ah, what the hell is going on?"
Fortunately, it wasn't in the newspaper.
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Ai Luo suddenly started laughing in his heart.
However, what Albelda said next made him dumbfounded.
"You guy, you scored a hat trick and didn't invite everyone to go to the bar to drink and pick up girls.
Now it's better.
You are in the newspaper again.
Everyone must have some ideas."
Albelda patted Iroh on the shoulder and smiled.
"Holy shit" Ai Luo cursed subconsciously.
"This girl feels good, right?"
At this time, Argentinian Ayala also came over and whistled.
"Eh, it's okay."
"sharp" After Ayala gave Aiello a thumbs up, he continued to jog around the court to warm up.
Afterwards, Ai Luo found a copy of the Entertainment Times and read it.
He immediately felt like he wanted to die, "Why are they going to the bar and drinking but the girls were not slapped, but only me was photographed?
Why am I always the one who gets hurt?"
Soon, there was a burst of good-natured laughter behind him.
Ranieri put the copy of Entertainment Times issued yesterday into the hands of his assistant Benetti and said at the same time: "What are you going to think about such a thing?"
Benetti subconsciously caught the newspaper and looked at the headlines.
The eye-catching headline of Wonder Boy fighting in a nightclub again after two months made people couldn't help but read on.
Ranieri saw Benetti watching seriously and did not interrupt.
Five minutes later, Benetti put down the Entertainment Times and said with a serious expression, "This" Ranieri saw through Benetti's thoughts and said with a smile, "Now that you are the head coach, you can do whatever you think you should do."
He was used to being an assistant coach, and he couldn't change his role for a while.
He hesitated for a moment, and then slowly and tentatively said, "Didn't he say he wanted to perform a hat trick in this round of the league?
It just so happens that there are only ten in the UEFA Cup final."
Damn it, let’s try his condition.
If he’s not in good condition, we’ll punish him when the time comes.”
Ranieri nodded in agreement.
After seeing Ranieri nod, Benetti secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
In fact, he had selfish motives.
If Ai Luo hadn't been in excellent form recently and helped the team win one game after another, he would have been It is really difficult for the acting head coach to explain to the club and fans.
In terms of handling this matter, he is still more inclined to Ai Luo.
On this day, most Spanish media reprinted the report from the Entertainment Times.
Two months later, Juan Carlos finally waited for this moment.
He wrote in his column in World Sports News, "The day before yesterday, it was still...
He vowed to score a hat trick in the final round of the league, but one day later He went to the nightclub again, and looking like him, he was deliberately drinking.
Is he still a professional player?
From the photos taken by Harvey George, a well-known reporter from the Entertainment Times, it can be clearly seen that he was completely drunk.
He doesn't look like a professional footballer, he looks like an alcoholic idiot."
Several newspapers with relatively large influence in Spain, such as Marca, AS, and El Pais, have reprinted this report from the Entertainment Times, but almost all of them have been written in one sentence and have not been modified in detail because they did not know this.
Will the boy slap them in the face with his outstanding performance like last time?
Then he will probably be as embarrassed as the Catalan newspaper again.
However, Infotainment, a local entertainment newspaper in Catalonia, made a special report on Ai Luo's incident, "The Chinese boy really hid it deeply enough.
He actually hid it for two whole months.
However, He couldn't help it anymore, he revealed something fishy and used Chinese In other words, he is making a comeback.
He is also planning to score a hat-trick in the last league game three days later.
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What a joke.
Putting your mind on women and wine is impossible to achieve success no matter what.
Don’t be ridiculous if you do what you say. , because this joke is not funny at all.”
What’s interesting is that Ronaldo also gave his own response to Aiello’s words and deeds during an interview, “It’s good for young people to have goals, but it’s too early to catch up with me.”
Later, Real Betis forward Oliveira also said in an interview: "Oh, he wants to surpass me, but he is still two goals behind me.
Also, I can guarantee that I will not score in the last round."
Although the league has reached the final round, Valencia still issued a gag order to the club's players.
Aiello also knows that this is the club's disguised way of protecting itself, especially the club's press officer Mercedes Yuri.
I specifically found Ai Luo in private and told him that if the media secretly approached him for an interview, his first reaction would be to refuse, but if he really couldn't refuse, he would try his best to distract him, which is the legendary diversion.
According to the team's rules, the team's starting lineup is usually announced the day before the game, and it is the same today.
Before the end of the game, the starting eleven for the final round of the league tomorrow night at the Mestalla Stadium was announced. people.
After a rest, Canizares returned to his position as the main goalkeeper.
The defenders lined up, Aurelio, Marchena, Ayala, Curro Torres, and the midfielder substituted Ai in the last game.
Andy, who performed amazingly after Luo came on the field, got a chance to start at the wide midfielder.
Albelda and Baraja partnered as the central midfielder, the right midfielder was Vicente, and the double forwards were Aiello and Ferrer.
Later, Benetti announced the end of training.
Until Benetti announced its disbandment, the little black man Andy was still in a daze and kept muttering, "My mother, I'm going to start, my mother, I'm going to start."
He kept mumbling these two sentences.
At this moment, Ai Luo ran up behind Andy, jumped up high, aimed a big chestnut at the back of Andy's head, and knocked it down hard.
David Silva, Albiol, and Pisson looked at this scene with pleasure.
"Oops it hurts" Andy frowned in pain and howled in pain.
“Wouldn’t it be a bit too cruel?”
"Cruel ass, look at how cute the little black guy was just now" "That makes sense, why don't you go over there too?
From the way Ai looked just now, it seemed like she was having a great time knocking."
"Whoever dares to come here, I will fight with."
Andy's forehead was almost back to its original state, with three white lines wrinkled.
As expected, when the four of them walked out of the training base, a large number of reporters blocked the door, smoking cigarettes or drinking coffee in groups.
"The little prince of the nightclub is out" A little kid with curly blond hair and four eyes glanced at him and roared as if he had discovered a new world.
The moment Aiello walked out of the door, countless reporters surrounded him like sharks smelling the smell of blood.
All kinds of interview tools, including spears and cannons, were put to his mouth.
Some were even so excited that they were about to throw away their tools.
Put it in his mouth.
The three friends behind Ai Luo were extremely envious at this moment.
"May I ask what the little prince of the nightclub thinks about this World Sports News report against you?"
"I only go to a nightclub once every two months.
Will it suffocate you?"
"Will drinking in bars and picking up girls affect your status tomorrow?"
"Will my promise after the last round of the league to score a hat-trick and be among the top three scorers in this round come true?"
All kinds of questions came out, which made Ai Luo's head hurt.
"Shut up" When he couldn't stand it anymore, he roared angrily.
After the reporters were quiet for a moment, he continued: "You don't need to pay too much attention to the news outside the court.
You only need to care about my performance on the court.
Don't forget That statement I made last time, and I keep my word, a hat-trick is a hat-trick.”
Then before the reporters could react, he walked through the crowd and walked out.
He said: do what you say The reporters continued to stand stunned
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