The Ball at Your Feet

"The game is over, I won."

After watching the game, Beibei shook her aching neck, "You won, why are you unhappy?"

"Babe, we should be watching the game right now!" Zhang Jun said depressed, "All the tickets have been sent to us, and Brother Zhang also said to go through the formalities for us! It was you who stopped us. So we can’t go to the scene to watch the game! Do you think we will be happy?"

"Is it important to watch the game live?"

"Very important!"

The two people blurted out almost at the same time. After yelling out, they were afraid that they were yelling loudly, but looking around, no one in the whole football bar noticed them, they were relieved, but Zhang Jun still reluctantly said, "That's the Champions League final. It’s a shame that there are votes in this kind of competition, but they didn’t take it for granted!"

"You are all pseudo-fans, what do you look at." Beibei gave them a roll of eyes, "Moreover, there is no chance to see it again in the future."

"How many times can a person play in the Champions League finals in his life? Nedved, Ronaldo, have not played once so far, how do you know that Ning Zi will definitely be able to play in the Champions League final next year? And he will go to Liverpool, Liverpool to play Is this possible in the Champions League final?"

"What's impossible?" Beibei looked at them, "Don't even have the courage to think?"

"But, that's Liverpool..."

"Liverpool's defense is good enough. Riise, Hypia, Henjoz, Finnan, who is not a first-class defender? Gerrard and Harman's defense is also good enough, and Carragher can make up for them. The defensive line has always been very good, the midfield and the backcourt are strong enough. They just didn’t have a good attack line and Irving’s strength was not strong enough. Now that Ning Zi has gone, if he can organize the offense, he will naturally win."

What Beibei said left Zhang Jun and Li Ke stunned.

"I thought you wouldn't watch the game much after that happened." Li Ke hesitated for a while, or spoke.

"I don't see him playing football very much, but I still watch other people play." Beibei said, "I found football still has a little meaning..."

"Babe, you are always reluctant to tell us what you think." Zhang Jun repeated the old thing again. "You always say, don't care, don't care. Beibei, it's impossible. . If you were a woman who is greedy for money and a good name, I would believe it, but with your temper, it is impossible to endure this resentment in any way..."

"That is, if you have no grievances, you will not insist on not going to the scene to watch the game. We will not be able to go if we are still dragged down..."

"I don't want to cause trouble." Beibei pouted, "I won't go to watch the game. What did I say when I saw the woman? You didn't go for your own good. What did you say when you met her?"

"Don't worry, I will return my English to the teacher. What are you still talking to the French lady?" Zhang Jun replied, "I don't bother to care about her, what do you think is the key? Can I bear my own man? I’ve been looking for women outside, but I’ve never seen them before.”

After glaring at him, Bei Bei spoke, "I can tell you this, but you are not allowed to tell Ning Zi."

Both Zhang Jun and Li Ke swear.

"Actually, I think about it myself. What I did a while ago was a bit too much. I was always afraid that Ning Zi would become famous, and I would become his vassal, nothing, I would do it all my life. A housewife, so I always deliberately want to stick to myself, now that I think about it, I am also wrong."

Zhang Jun blinked, "Then, you think you are at fault, so you forgive him?"

"I want to think beautifully! The reason I think about this is to correct it after I know there is a mistake." Beibei shook her head, "In the final analysis, his mischief was caused by my mistake. I corrected it and it's fine. This year I went to the UK, and we can be together for a long time. After all, our relationship is deeper. As long as I'm by his side, he will naturally look down on those women. Then, isn't it all right?" Beibei recalled After a while, "I've seen that French woman. She has a great personality. As long as Ning Zi ignores her for a long time, she will get out of her own way."

It turns out that you are in this mind... Zhang Jun really wants to say that Gong Dou has seen too much injury... But why bother to say more? These are not his problems anymore. How Ning Zi handles this problem is up to him.

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"What do you think?" After watching, Gerrard turned to Carragher next to him and asked.

Carragher was still immersed in the game, and after a while, he turned his head, "The level of both sides in the game is not very high!"

This sentence made Gerrard laugh, "Do you really think we are at that level?"

"On defense, we are not bad." Carragher replied, "but on offense... we can improve a little."

"Jimmy, do you know what I really touched me deeply?" Gerrard said, "Jiuli missed three goals. Our kid didn't blame him at all, but was still there. comfort him."

"You mean he has a good temper?" Carragher smiled, "I thought you would look at his strength..."

"If you don't have the strength, how can you buy 20 million people?" Gerrard laughed, "I pay more attention to his character. It's nothing if a person's ability is weak. We can help each other, but the character If there is a problem, it is a team's matter, so you can't help but pay attention."

"Then what are your observations?"

"Very good-tempered person." Gerrard thought for a while, "I didn't worry about his teammates' bad performance, nor did I flop because of being fouled. I'm neither a fanatic nor a softie. It's not that good. Yet?"

"Your requirements for people are so simple." Carragher replied, "bad people are even more annoying."

"My requirements are not high. What do you want a saint to do? You always look like this. You have a lot of doubts about others. Then, what kind of person is the character that satisfies you?"

"It's a man." Carragher replied simply.

"What's this called, what do we want him to do with a woman?"

"I'm not talking about the physical, I'm talking about the spirit." Carragher replied, "Stephen, have you ever thought that in the 1980s, we won the English Champions League seven times in eight years. Everton and Tottenham were both I have won the three major cups, Ipswich has won the UEFA Cup, and Nottingham Forest can defend the Champions League. Why?"

"The players are better..." Gerrard said.

"In the entire 1980s, England didn't even have a Golden Globe winner. Not only did there not have a Golden Globe winner, but there were also few big-name stars. Kevin Keegan got it by playing in Hamburg. The Golden Globe Award, but Hamburg was kicked 1:7 in two rounds in the Champions League. His Golden Globe Award is worthless. Footballer is a shit. We had no money at the time~www.ltnovel.com~Nobody , How did you hit all over Europe? What did you rely on?"

"What do you think it is?" Gerrard heard that Carragher clearly had his own opinion, so he didn't guess.

"Man’s backbone! From the bones, when we were on the court, we were a group of men. This was passed down from the time of coach Shankly and Paisley! The group of people in Nottingham Forest is also a group of men, and they also have their own Spine, this kind of spine, is the biggest reason we can win!"

"This is just your idea. After all, football is played by technology. Without technology, courage is useless."

"But without courage, technology alone is nothing more than a sissy waste." Carragher replied, "Like Michael, if you can't get results, the first thing you think about is not how to improve yourself, but how to stop. The team played with the other Golden Globe winners. If you can’t beat the enemy, join the opponent-this kind of soft-hearted stuff. Can you count on him to fight every half of the goal on the court? Can you count on him Injury for the team to play? Can you count on him..."

"Jamie, it's time to put it down, he's gone." Gerrard interrupted Carragher.

"I'm just saying that we can't put our hope on that kind of person. What we need is men who can really play together."

"Jamie, it's nonsense to say so much." Gerrard smiled. "Whatever happens in the future, I have to talk about it later. After all, empty words are not worth money. Really, let's talk about it on the court."

"Stephen, at this point, Chelsea seems to be very interested in you, will you leave?"

"That's his business." Gerrard smiled. "But I am only interested in Liverpool."

"Now, in the future, forever." Gerrard said softly, "I will only stay in Liverpool."