Chapter 255: Difficult Progress

Chapter 255: Difficult Progress
"Chelsea!"

"Boom!"

"Chelsea!"

"Boom!"

It was still raining heavily after just over 80 minutes, but the Stamford Bridge was brightly lit and looked particularly lively from a distance.

With the score at 2:2, Chelsea was awarded a penalty kick, the significance of which is self-evident.

Cavani rushed over and yelled at Brich: "Hey! You didn't see clearly, our player didn't step on him! Look more carefully, this is not our foul!"

Cavani's long hair was wet by the rain and draped over his face. From the camera, he looked like a savage who had just come out of a cave, with a hideous and ferocious expression.

"Go away!"

Seeing Cavani moving forward step by step, Jiang Yuan rushed forward and pushed Paris' Uruguayan center away with both hands.

The argument between the two teams and the referee is still going on. Zouma and Fabregas are standing on the penalty spot to prevent Paris players from damaging it. It is raining heavily and the visibility is not clear. It would be terrible if Paris players secretly dug a hole on the penalty spot!

tatata!
Hazard picked up the ball, threw it at his feet and started juggling it, trying to find the feel for the shot.

"Damn it, get out of here!"

Cavani reached out to pull Jiang Yuan's shoulder, but Jiang Yuan was not without temper. He used his shoulder to push Cavani's hand away and pushed him with both hands.

"Fuck you!"

Cavani took two steps forward and bumped his forehead against Jiang Yuan's. The two were not much different in height. "What are you talking about?"

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Yuan grabbed Cavani's jersey with a fierce look in his eyes. Just as the forwards of the two teams were about to fight at the top of the arc, the referee Brich blew the whistle and Jiang Yuan and Cavani were both given yellow cards.

Every time a penalty kick occurs, players from both teams will argue with the referee or even fight about it. This has become a routine, but it is very rare for a penalty kick to be cancelled.

The referee cannot change the penalty because of what the player said. Now there is only one way for Brich to cancel the penalty, that is, Hazard stands up and takes the initiative to say that he slipped.

But this is simply not realistic.

"Hazard is on the penalty shooter. The fate of the team today depends on this first penalty shooter."

"I believe that all the viewers in the live broadcast room are as nervous as I am. Judging from the current situation, if Hazard can score this penalty, Chelsea will be able to secure the victory of this game."

"Otherwise, the two teams may have to go into overtime."

"Azar!"

"approach……"

"Hit the door!"

"The ball is in!"

"In the 84th minute, Eden Hazard scored and Chelsea led 2:1!"

"Well, this is a killer shot!"

Huang Jianxiang exclaimed: "It's definitely worth staying up late to watch this game!"

“wowwww!!!”

After Hazard scored, he reflexively rushed to the left. Jiang Yuan stopped the Belgian on the way and the two men collided with each other: "Eden! Eden!"

"Roar--!!!"

Even a calm man like Hazard couldn't help but roar.

Heavy rain in London and Belgian imported engines, a perfect match!

"Here at the Bridge whether rain or fine~"

"We can shine all the time~"

“Home or away come and see us play~”

"Chelsea!"

"Harzard!!!"

"wowwww!!!"

In the stands of Stamford Bridge, crazy fans tore off their raincoats and felt the rain with their bodies.

Heavy rain, Stamford Bridge, and a penalty kick!

……

Cavani stood at the kick-off point. Before the kick-off, both teams made substitutions.

For Chelsea, Matic replaced Mikel. For Paris, Blanc replaced Moura and Matuidi with Pastore and Van der Wiel.

Replacing the defender with the forward, and in such a backward situation, Blanco's substitution was a bit unbelievable, but from the expression of the French coach, it can be seen that this guy really wants to win!

After more than 30 minutes of rain, the rain has finally subsided, but the players' physical strength is running low.

In the Champions League knockout rounds, players from both teams will generally consume more energy faster.

"Paris changed to a 442 formation on the spot. Motta carried the ball forward and passed it to Pastore who just came on the field. Pastore made a long pass directly!"

"Right, Di Maria, look at Di Maria!"

"Jiang Yuan is chasing, but he doesn't seem to have any desire to grab the ball. Good stop! Di Maria stopped the ball with his heel!"

"Fabregas and Azpilicueta are in front, Di Maria chooses to go inside"

"I made a curve with my left foot into the penalty area.

"Inside the penalty area, Cavani! Head the ball!"

Snapped!
Courtois fell to the right and saved the ball with one hand. Zouma reacted quickly and kicked the ball out of the baseline under the pressure of Rabiot.

In the 87th minute of the game, Paris won a corner kick, which was taken by Pastore, who had just come on as a substitute.

Pastore raised his right hand and made a tactical corner kick with Marquinhos who ran over to receive the ball.

"Get up!"

Courtois shouted, Oscar hurried up and formed a 1 vs 2 situation with Marquinhos and Pastore on the wing.

Marquinhos, who was advancing with the ball, did a few bicycle kicks and fake moves. In fact, he wanted to play a wall pass with Pastore, but at this moment, Oscar's toes did not step on the studs and he slid to the side and back.

A dramatic scene occurred as Marchinho dribbled past Oscar and hoisted the ball outside the penalty area.

Inside the penalty area, Di Maria used his enchanting movement to get rid of Terry's defense and jumped up to get the first point.

Di Maria did not choose to shoot, but passed the ball to Cavani who was in a more suitable position. The latter stretched out his right leg and shot with the instep of his foot.

"The ball...the ball goes in!"

"Oh my god, what's going on today?"

"In the 84th minute, Hazard scored a penalty kick, and in the 88th minute, Cavani equalized!"

"Hiss - I can't believe it"

"Dear viewers, you are now watching the second leg of the Champions League round of 16 match between Chelsea and Paris. At the same time, this is also the most exciting game of this Champions League so far!"

"Wow. The camera is on Mourinho. Um, Mourinho is already kneeling on the ground."

fuck!

Courtois raised his head and yelled, the rain hitting his mouth, forcing the Belgian goalkeeper to spit.

What is going on today?
Chelsea players were stunned after Cavani scored the equalizer. Not only them, but also all the fans at the scene and watching the broadcast were stunned.

There is no doubt that this is the most exciting Champions League game so far this season, no doubt about it!

"Roar--!!!"

“Ho ho ho—!!!”

Di Maria ran straight to Cavani: "Edison!" The two hugged each other, and then Di Maria imitated Cavani and did an archery celebration. His teammates also cooperated and shouted "Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" together.

In the home team's penalty area, Chelsea's players gathered together. Jiang Yuan and Hazard looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Pooh!
Jiang Yuan spat and wiped the water off his face, as if failure was right in front of him.

首回合1:1,次回合91分钟2:2平。总比分是3:3没错,但因为巴黎客场进球数优势,如果3:3比分持续到最后,那么巴黎将会成为第一支晋级1/4决赛的球队。同样的,切尔西也会成为本届欧冠第一支被淘汰出局的球队。

【???????? Damn, is this so exciting?】

【Everyone stand up, kill! 】

[If you don’t understand, just ask, is this the Champions League final? ]

[I have always said that Chelsea and Paris are similar in strength, but I didn’t expect that they are not similar, but exactly the same…]

[I thought Chelsea was going to advance, but Oscar slipped. I was really impressed. This is the stupid weather in London. This is the first time I see a team lose because of its home field.]

[Shh, Cavani is really awesome! ! I can't believe how strong Paris is with Ibrahimovic. If Mourinho hadn't bought Ibrahimovic, Chelsea would have no chance of winning, right? ]

[That's not the case. Costa is at least three times as good as Remy. If Chelsea didn't buy Ibrahimovic and kept Costa, they might have had an advantage in this game.]

[The odds were 46-64 in the first half and 55-0.2 in the second half, so the odds for the whole game were -. Just look at the odds and you will know that Chelsea's odds are only lower than Paris's]

【Chelsea must win!!!】

[Shh, I can't even imagine what the atmosphere is like at the scene right now. Chelsea and Paris are both under a lot of pressure. If they lose, they'll be eliminated. Why not let Chelsea win? Paris still has the league championship anyway.]

[What do you mean? Chelsea can’t be the league champion. Chelsea wants both the league championship and the Champions League championship.]

……

China.

"What the hell!"

He Qiongshan, who stayed up late in the living room to watch the game, was so angry that he picked up the Snow Beer on the coffee table and gulped down two gulps.

"Keep quiet, the child is still sleeping!"

Ye Ling patted He Qiongshan's head. She was actually against He Qiongshan staying up late to watch football matches, but He Qiongshan always stayed up late to watch football matches in the name of "watching student matches", which made Ye Ling helpless. Now Ye Ling is learning to watch football matches. If one day she likes football matches like He Qiongshan, there will be no conflicts between the two.

"belch!"

He Qiongshan burped a little, his cheeks reddened, and he picked up the remote control to turn off the TV: "I won't watch it anymore, these teammates are really bad, they screwed Jiang Yuan to death!"

"Don't do this"

Ye Ling picked up the remote control that He Qiongshan had left on the coffee table and turned on the TV again: "It's not like they lost the game. It's a tie now. The team in blue will win!"

"Win or die, Paris has the away goal advantage, 3:3 means Chelsea loses!"

He Qiongshan rolled his eyes at Ye Ling, making the latter feel a little aggrieved.

Seeing Ye Ling's aggrieved expression, He Qiongshan touched his nose and said, "Xiao Ling, I'm sorry... It's okay, we won't watch it anymore."

Having said that, He Qiongshan turned off the TV.

It is exciting, but anyone would feel uncomfortable if the team they support has no hope.

In that case, He Qiongshan might as well go to bed early.

I have to lead the football team in training tomorrow!
……

Stamford Bridge, London.

Mourinho knelt on the ground, his arms hanging naturally. At this time, the Portuguese no longer placed his hope on tactics. There was only one person he needed to trust.

That's God!
At the 90th minute, the fourth official on the sidelines held up a sign showing the injury time of the game.

4 minutes!

The sound of rain and the singing of the fans filled Stamford Bridge tonight.

"There is not much time left for Chelsea, 4 minutes. If Chelsea does not score in 4 minutes, Paris will get a ticket to the quarter-finals."

"Van der Wiel's long pass... wow! This pass was really beautiful. Paris used Van der Wiel's long pass to tear open Chelsea's midfield defense."

"Cavani has the ball in front. He has already scored two goals in today's game. I just don't know if Cavani can become the first player in this Champions League to score a hat trick in the knockout stage."

"Zuma rushed out"

"Cavani could have passed the ball to Di Maria but he chose to take the ball himself"

"Zuma... cooperate with Terry and use his body to knock Cavani away!"

"Very exciting! Chelsea successfully regained the ball. Let's see how long it will last... 92 minutes. Chelsea still has the last 2 minutes."

Zhan Jun put it more tactfully, scoring a goal in 2 minutes is impossible for Chelsea now, unless God is willing to give them a push.

Otherwise it would be impossible.

Of course, having reached this point, no player on the Chelsea team wants to lose the game!
"Let's go!"

Hazard urged, then pushed the ball to William with his instep, who began to dribble the ball. Chelsea's young Brazilian player did not advance fast, but his ability to protect the ball was definitely the best in the team.

"Snapped!"

William kicked the ball to the middle, Remy headed the ball back, and the ball came to Hazard's feet again.

"Front!"

Hazard pointed his finger in front of Jiang Yuan and then made a not particularly accurate through ball.

ta!

Jiang Yuan stopped the ball and almost fell, so he made an extra adjustment. Because of this adjustment, his original idea of ​​going down to the bottom was doomed to fail.

Looking up, there are 2 midfielders, 3 defenders, and a goalkeeper Trapp.

Got it!

Jiang Yuan just pushed the ball forward gently, and then used the outside of his right foot to kick a very fast arc ball.

"!"

Rabiot, who came back to defend, used his speed during the sprint to fall to the ground and tackle the ball, trying to disrupt Jiang Yuan's pass, but the distance between Rabiot and the ball was too far. The idea was good, but it was unrealistic.

The ball passed in front of Marquinhos, who tried to make the same tackle as Rabiot, but he slipped before he could get close.

The third one to go around was Thiago Silva!
At this critical moment, Remy rushed out from between Luis and Silva, took a step forward and kicked the ball with the outside of his foot, breaking through Paris' defense.

Now there is only goalkeeper Trapp in front of Remy.

A standard one-on-one shot!
The fans in the stadium held their breath and watched Remy complete this shot. Trapp wanted to play a lotus pose when facing a one-on-one situation, but Remy's shot went straight through his crotch.

The ball...went in!
“GOOOOOOOOO—AAAAAAAAAAAA—LLLLLLLLLL!!!”

"HOLY SHIT!!"

"unbelievable, what an unbelievable goal for Loic Remy"

“a miracle! an absolute miracle for Chelsea FC!”

Outside the pitch, Chelsea players on the bench broke through the linesman and fourth official and rushed onto the pitch wearing fluorescent vests.

“Hahahaha, woww!!!”

Remi slid down his knees like crazy, and with the help of the wet grass, he slid nearly 10 meters. Jiang Yuan ran over and kept rubbing Remi's hair with both hands.

All the starting players and substitutes ran over and started playing human pyramid on Remi and Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan was so excited just now that he forgot that the one who runs the fastest will be pressed down during the celebration.

Fuck, no!

“Let’s go!”

"Beep beep beep!"

"Beep——!!"

The game reached the 94th minute, and false whistles came one after another from the stands. The extra time had ended, but because Paris still had offensive intentions, Blanco could not blow the whistle.

On the right, Di Maria used a very quick double touch of his left and right feet to get rid of Ivanovic, and then sent a cross to the middle.

Cavani ran into the small penalty area to prepare for the shot, but in the current situation, it was impossible for Zouma and Terry to be negligent in their defense.

Finding that he was not good at heading, Cavani chose to pass the ball back to Rabiot behind him.

Rabiot hits a long shot!
The ball flew over the crossbar, and Paris' last attack ended with a plane shot to the fans in the stands.

No! ... Blanco stood there with a dull expression, and the referee blew the whistle three times, and the game ended.

"wowww!!!"

"Chelsea!!!"

"Boom!"

"Chelsea!"

"Boom!"

Clap clap clap!

Jiang Yuan walked slowly out of the court, clapping non-stop. This applause was not only to thank the fans present, but also a recognition of himself and other players on the team.

"Jiang!"

There were several voices in the stands calling Jiang Yuan. Jiang Yuan found the nearest one and jogged over, took off his rain-soaked clothes and picked up the ball.

So heavy!

Jiang Yuan handed over his jersey and gave the man a thumbs up after he was done: "Thank you bro"

……

In the home team's locker room, the team's DJ Oscar played a very catchy song "Are You With Me", and the players in the locker room immediately started dancing.

In fact, except for William, Remy, and Zouma, most of the players in Chelsea can't dance.

But it doesn’t matter, don’t worry about anything, just dance along!
crunch.

In the locker room, Mourinho pushed the door open. He had something to say, but was in no hurry to interrupt the players who were celebrating. So, the Blues coach leaned against the wall and waited for three full songs until the players' excitement had died down before he spoke.

clap clap!

"Hey, Oscar, turn off the speakers. All right, guys, as you all have seen without a doubt, we played a great game today, and this is a game worth celebrating."

Zouma clutched his wet socks and raised his hands: "I support!"

"Fuck, throw your socks into the box!"

Jiang Yuan took a step back to the side and saw that water was dripping from Zouma's two pairs of socks onto the ground.

"Hey, what's this?"

Zuma looked at Jiang Yuan with a puzzled expression, and after thinking for a while, he raised his socks towards Jiang Yuan.

"FUCK YOU!!"

Jiang Yuan hurriedly ran to the opposite side, where there was an empty seat next to Hazard. After sitting down, Jiang Yuan gave the disgusting French boy a middle finger.

"Haha, okay, okay, take care of your own business and listen to me. By the way, don't wear wet clothes anymore, John, Cesc, take off your jerseys and pants. I know you are in good health, but you may have a fever."

"And, as I said before, today's game... is very exciting."

Mourinho curled his lips, causing the players in the locker room to laugh.

"I saw you on your knees!"

Zuma shouted, and at this time he finally threw his wet socks into the box.

"Wow"

Mourinho shrugged his shoulders: "I just thought you needed God's help, so I did that. Facts have proved that as long as you are sincere enough, God will respond to you."

Mourinho bent down and patted his knees, his suit trousers were covered with yellow mud stains.

"Everyone drive to Cobham base tonight"

Mourinho's words stunned everyone present. Hazard raised his hand and asked: "Jose, this is..."

"We are going to have a party at the base, a celebration party, to celebrate our victory today"

Chelsea

"go ahead!"

……

L'Equipe's front page headline: Chelsea beat St. Germain 16-3 in the second leg of the Champions League round of 2. The only French team in the knockout stage was officially eliminated.

UEFA Champions League: Best game of the season!
"Marca" - Real Madrid beat Roma 2:0 at home, C Ronaldo scored 1 goal + yellow card, James Rodriguez scored a world wave.

The front page headline of "AS" - Barcelona defeated Arsenal 3:1 at home and advanced to the quarter-finals, with Messi, Suarez and Neymar each scoring a goal.

Football Emperor pinned the post: All 1 teams in the Champions League quarter-finals are revealed!
Bayern Munich VS Benfica

Barcelona VS Atletico Madrid
Wolfsburg VS Real Madrid

Chelsea vs Manchester City
UEFA Championship TOP Scorer List
1. Jiang - 15 goals, Chelsea
2. C.Ronaldo-12 goals, Real Madrid
3. R. Lewandowski-8 goals, Bayern Munich
4. L. Suárez-7 goals, Barcelona
5. T Müller-5 goals, Bayern Munich
UEFA: Chelsea No. 7 Jiang Yuan is suspended due to accumulated yellow cards. The player will not be able to play in the quarter-final home game against Manchester City.

The Sun's front page headline: Is he really below Messi and Ronaldo? This season, Jiang's average score in the Champions League has surpassed Messi and Ronaldo. The training method in the lower leagues is indeed effective!

……

"Damn it!"

On the morning of the third day, Jiang Yuan learned from a conversation with his teammates that he was suspended due to accumulated yellow cards.

Hazard was bouncing the ball on the grass, surprised that Jiang Yuan didn't know he was suspended: "Don't you know you're going to be suspended?"

"I do not know!"

Jiang Yuan took a step back. He didn't know when he got so many yellow cards. Until he talked with Hazard just now, he always thought he could participate in the first round of the match against Manchester City.

The result is that I can’t participate!

"Haha, I remember you had a lot of yellow cards. But it's okay, your yellow card count will be reset when you enter the semi-finals, so it won't affect you then."

Hazard raised the ball and volleyed it towards the empty goal at the far end. The ball hit the post and bounced into the net.

"Semi-finals? No, our problem now is the quarter-finals"

Jiang Yuan was overwhelmed. What was the point of having all the yellow cards cleared in the semi-finals? It was still a question whether they could enter the semi-finals!

Hazard put his hand on Jiang Yuan's shoulder and sighed: "Well...you shouldn't argue with Cavani"

i wipe...

Jiang Yuan spread his hands. Cavani pushed him, but he couldn't just stand there and let Cavani push him.

Isn't that a fool?
"shit!"

Jiang Yuan held his head in his hands and sat on a football.

……

It is good news for Chelsea to advance to the quarterfinals of the Champions League by defeating Paris, but a new game will soon be waiting for the Blues players.

Chelsea vs. Paris, Everton vs. Chelsea, the Champions League and FA Cup matches are only three days apart, which means Chelsea must give up a game.

If you have to choose between the two, even a fool would choose the Champions League, so Mourinho played the FA Cup with almost all substitutes, and the main players like Hazard, Jiang Yuan, and Zouma did not play. As a result, the poor version of Chelsea and Everton played a 46- game, and the Toffees' center forward Lukaku scored twice to kill the game.

Fortunately, we won the Champions League, otherwise we would have lost both the wife and the army.

After the game, Mourinho held a tactical meeting on the first floor of the base.

"Guys, as you can see now. We lost the Carabao Cup, lost the FA Cup, and we haven't won a single trophy so far this season!"

"what?"

Jiang Yuan put his hands together: "Jose, didn't you win a Community Shield at the beginning?"

"Hahaha!"

"Jiang, that trophy is counted for the 2014-15 season. Jose is right, we still have no championship this season."

Azar told Jiang Yuan the bad news, and the latter blushed.

Damn, I thought we had won the championship this season, but it turns out we’ve still got zero points so far!
"Clap!"

Mourinho clapped his hands twice to attract the attention of the players, then stretched out his index and middle fingers to make a "2": "If we want to win the championship this season, there are only two routes"

"Premier League champions, or Champions League champions"

hiss--

The whole stadium was silent. Jiang Yuan glanced at Hazard next to him. The Belgian winger of the team lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chelsea will have to pay the price for losing the League Cup, which is the easiest title to win.

Among the six Premier League giants, whoever doesn’t win a championship will be embarrassed.

"You should know without me telling you that we are in a very awkward situation right now. You all want to win the championship, right?"

Mourinho looked around and none of the 31 people present dared to speak.

"So, in the last two months..."

At the end of the season, Mourinho found two new goals for the players.

Premier League champion + Champions League semi-finals, it would be best to achieve both at the same time, but it’s okay if you only achieve one, because as long as Chelsea can win the Premier League or reach the Champions League semi-finals, this season’s performance will be considered relatively good.

Opposite Mourinho, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath.

Neither of these two goals is easy!
"Well, that's all I have to say. You can go home and rest after dinner."

Mourinho wiped his hands with a tissue and left. Only Brown and Rozovic stayed here.

"Everyone, since there are only the league and the Champions League left, our schedule for the next two months will be a little easier"

Rozovic showed a few PPT slides. What he said was right. Because Chelsea was eliminated from the FA Cup, there will be at least a 5-day gap between their next games. This is good news for the Blues players.

After all, in Chelsea, Hazard, Terry, and Mikel are not players who can withstand high-intensity continuous games. If the schedule is no longer dense, Mourinho can ensure that these players start in every game.

"Starting tomorrow, each of you will have a new set of recipes. I have reduced the proportion of carbohydrates in the recipes to better suit your upcoming competitions. Of course, each of you can write down 5 of your favorite foods and add them to the recipes."

Rozovic said that a better diet structure can improve players' athletic performance, but it is not advisable to completely deny junk food.

Studies have found that if athletes are allowed to eat their favorite foods, this joy will increase their training enthusiasm and even indirectly affect their performance in the game - even if they are eating junk food.

"Ok, that's it!"

Rozovic nodded, and together with Brown, said goodbye to the players.

After the coaching staff left, the Blues players chatted. Of course, the focus of everyone's chat was not the goal mentioned by Mourinho, but the "menu" mentioned by Rozovic.

Most of the players support the new recipe. They have been eating the same things this season, including salad dressing and ketchup. After finishing the ketchup, they would steal some Belgian sauce from Hazard's table. There are three flavors in total. This is the bread that Chelsea players eat.

The good thing is that Europeans have a high quality of spiritual life, otherwise this kind of monotonous food would make people depressed.

Of course it’s best to be able to change!

Take Zouma, for example. The French central defender counted on his fingers the special dishes he wanted to add: "Croissant, bean pancakes, fish and chips, Coke, and what else do you want..."

"Croissants shouldn't count as a specialty dish, right?"

Jiang Yuan reminded Zuma that croissants are, after all, classic yeast bread. Because they contain honey that can improve athletes' endurance, many teams treat them as a staple food.

"Correct!"

Zuma suddenly had an idea: "Then I can add two more foods. By the way, Jiang, what is the name of that yellow thing you mentioned before?"

Yellow stuff?
Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Are you talking about shit?"

"Screw you!"

Zuma raised his middle finger and gestured with his hands: "That's the one, long and yellow, to be eaten with sweet milk."

"Oh, you mean fried dough sticks, they are not eaten with milk, but with soy milk, soy milk"

Jiang Yuan corrected Zuma with a smile. He had mentioned the fried dough sticks to Hazard before when they were having dinner, but he didn't expect that Zuma would remember it.

"Don't eat fried dough sticks. Don't you French have a dish called French snails? Why aren't you a snail?"

When it comes to France, Jiang Yuan is most curious about the dish called French snails.

He is not a picky eater, but he feels sick every time he sees Quaresma eating snails at the Gaya training center.

Is there anyone who eats this kind of thing?
"French snails? Noono, I don't eat that. Jiang, if you want to eat French food, we can go eat it tonight. I'll drive you to Sketch. It's the best French restaurant in London. You know, Pierre Gagnaire is there!"

"Pierre Gagnaire?"

“He is the best chef in France!”

A hint of reverence flashed in Zuma's eyes.

Jiang Yuan spread his hands: "Oh, it's not Michelin again, right? I don't like Michelin restaurants because I don't have the elegance to appreciate food."

"Jiang, you are so impatient!"

Zuma took out his Big G key with his right hand and pulled Jiang Yuan up from the sofa.

“I support Jiang”

Hazard raised his hands and said, "Little Kurt, food is about taste, as long as it is comfortable to eat. I've been to the Sketch you mentioned once, but it's not as delicious as the cheese burger at Burger King."

“We are athletes, not artists”

Hazard suddenly remembered something and shifted his gaze from Zuma to Jiang Yuan: "By the way, Jiang, I remember you got your driver's license, right?"

"Of course, I can't always ride in your car, but I've been busy with competitions lately and don't have time to look at cars."

Jiang Yuan was right. The first thing others did after passing the driving test was to buy a car, but he bought a villa in Woodmansbury. Because of this, he was ridiculed by Zuma and William before, saying that Jiang Yuan did not buy a villa, but "Howl's Moving Castle".

“Now is a good time”

Hazard stood up and said: "I know a lot about cars, I'll take you there"

ok!

"Hey!"

Zuma called from behind: "Jiang, you haven't come with me to eat snails yet, hey!"

"Fuck!"

……

The two were discussing Jiang Yuan's ideas for a new car on Hazard's Martin Vanquish. In Hazard's opinion, a speed-type player like Jiang Yuan should be equipped with a speed-type car.

Jiang Yuan looked at Azar beside him: "So?"

"Aventador 750, I was going to buy it before, but if you want to buy it, I won't buy it. I don't like driving the same car as others."

“6.5L V12, as fast as you!”

While driving the steering wheel, Hazard gave a wink to Jiang Yuan in the passenger seat.

"Lamborghini? No, that car is too high-profile. I like something more low-key and comfortable, like Ms. Marina's Mercedes. Or I can buy a Bentley. The sofa in that car is pretty good."

Jiang Yuan leaned back in his chair, touching the back of his head with both hands. This 12-cylinder sports car looked cool, but it would easily make Jiang Yuan dizzy if it rushed or braked.

Finally, Jiang Yuan decided to go and take a look at Mercedes-Benz at Hazard's suggestion.

Mercedes-Benz World, West London, is the largest Mercedes-Benz 4S store in the UK.

"Jiang, this one is nice."

Hazard pointed to a Maybach S600, which is also a V12 car, but it is more stable to drive than the Lamborghini and not as noisy as the Lamborghini.

The most important thing is that the bare car price is only 15.9 pounds. Even if a bunch of optional equipment is added, Jiang Yuan's weekly salary can almost cover it.

Jiang Yuan observed it carefully and finally rejected it: "This car is good, but it will make me look old, and it is also very high-profile."

After Jiang Yuan said this, Hazard remembered: "Yes, you are only 17 years old. If you are too high-profile..."

Hazard pointed to an AMG GTS in the distance.

“This car is more low-key and younger”

It's her!
drip.

In a country like the UK, saving money is a very difficult thing. Jiang Yuan swiped his bank card on the POS machine, and his 7-day work was in vain.

……

PS: Dear bosses, please book your monthly tickets for the beginning of next month!

(End of this chapter)