Manchester United's heir apparent, but can't play football.

Chapter 143 I Only Know One Canadian Girl (Daily Transition)
The melody of the Red Devils' anthem echoed through Old Trafford.

Fans were ecstatic: after a three-game winning streak to start the season, tonight they witnessed a thrilling comeback!

gradually.

More and more people are calling out Li Luo's name.

The comeback heroes at Old Trafford always excite fans.

Li Luo pressed down on his teammate Damian's leg, who was cramping, and only let go when the team doctor arrived.

"Li, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, it's not that your physical fitness is lacking, it's a tactical issue."

Hearing this, Damian felt a warm glow in his heart: the Chinese genius was more considerate than the stubborn Van Gaal, who didn't care about the reasons.

Li Luo didn't think that much about it.

God's-eye view, in control of everything.

In the 2015 Premier League matches, a variety of innovative and unconventional tactics were employed. The most physically demanding position was the full-back: it's not just about the distance they run, because their sprints and rapid chases are extremely demanding on their lower body explosiveness and endurance, and they also have to switch to other roles from time to time.

The West Hammers left Old Trafford in disgrace.

Paye was in pain all over his body.

In the latter part of the match, he repeatedly lost his position and attempted to cut down Li Luo.

However, he was brutally defeated by Maranda, who also used unconventional positioning, in a physical confrontation.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

So he said fiercely, "Damn it, I'm definitely going to have a chance at the European Championship next year!"

Carroll thought for a moment and gently comforted her: "Lee won't be playing in the European Championship, and Maranda wasn't selected for the Belgian national team squad either."

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Paye paused for a moment, pretended not to hear the remark, and continued to grumble and spread negativity inside the bus.

The Hammers' teammates had mixed feelings: the team's key player absolutely couldn't be an idiot.

Li Luo returned to the first team's dormitory.

The cold, mechanical tone of the electronic contract quietly began.

Congratulations on receiving the West Ham United Golden Chest.

A golden treasure chest appeared on the living room table.

The surface of the treasure chest is engraved with a hammer pattern.

[The treasure chest is being opened]

[Congratulations on obtaining the Di Canio "Scissor Volley" module.]

[Additional attribute boost: Shooting +2! You have a deeper understanding of the scissor volley.]

[Di Canio attacked the referee, a moment that was broadcast globally and became an iconic controversial incident in Premier League history.]

[The opposing goalkeeper was injured, and Di Canio gave up the shot, earning him a FIFA Fair Play Award. His teammates, however, considered him a performer: "I'd kill him! I'd rip his head off! Stupid, ignorant clown! This was a normal attack! The opposing goalkeeper only had a minor injury! A selfish idiot who prioritizes personal glory."]

No matter which club he plays for, he always fights with his teammates for penalties. He once nearly came to blows with Simone Inzaghi during a penalty shootout.

[After retiring, he took up coaching, and whenever he lost a game, he would shirk responsibility and publicly call the players trash.]

He's a genius, but not very bright; that's precisely his charm.

As the numerical values ​​reach a certain level, skill modules become increasingly important.

Li Luo sat down at the table and began to write her diary and summaries seriously.

The first question was why Manchester United conceded goals repeatedly. Instead of criticizing his teammates in writing, he carefully reviewed West Ham United's attacking style and analyzed Van Gaal's tactical deployment in detail.

The second issue is the efficiency of Manchester United's positional attacks.

The third question is whether paying more attention to the details of linking up play and making appropriate adjustments to the style of play can reduce the physical exertion of the whole team?
Writing and writing.

He felt he had made progress, especially while thinking about the third question.

Drop drop drop.

The phone rang.

Savannah: Lee, thank you for letting me witness such a great comeback at the Theatre of Dreams! I have a gift for you, are you free?

what?
Li Luo couldn't quite recall when he had ever invited a Canadian girl.

Upon reflection, it was probably because I casually mentioned it to the Manchester United staff during the charity event that day, and they quickly arranged a seat for me.

Reply to messages quickly.

[Li Luo: Let's talk about the gift next time.]

We can't always think about those primitive things.

As the body develops, high-intensity competitions and training stimulate various bodily elements, resulting in particularly strong physiological needs.

But how can he act recklessly when he returns to Manchester United?
Moreover, he cannot have any romantic relationships with female Manchester United fans.

Love yourself.

You can't spend all your time playing with girls.

Half an hour later, Li Luo met Savannah by the riverbank.

The night breeze was a bit chilly.

He walked over and handed her his Manchester United jacket: "It's so cold at night, why are you wearing so little? Take this jacket."

Savannah took the coat and quickly wrapped it around herself. When the collar brushed against her chin, the warmth made her cheeks instantly flush, and her voice trembled with excitement: "Li, I never thought you would come to see me. It's like a dream. I never dared to imagine that I could talk to you."

Li Luo shook his head. It was dark and there were few people around. What if the other party encountered stray dogs or other troubles?
That's why he came over, intending to say a few words and persuade Savannah to go back.

Having just returned to Manchester United, I face a daunting task ahead. In a few days, we'll be playing in the Champions League against Ligue 1 runners-up Lyon, and next week we'll be challenging the reigning Premier League champions, Chelsea.

Can't relax.

You can't go on dates with girls.

"Li, are you usually very busy?" Savannah asked, her fingers gripping the hem of her coat as she tried to find a topic to keep the conversation going, her eyes sparkling as she stared at him.

Li Luo shook his head, skipping pleasantries, and frankly said, "It's not that I'm busy, it's just that I forget to reply to your messages when they come."

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Savannah wasn't disappointed as expected. Instead, she quietly clutched the hem of her coat, her voice tinged with a hint of joy: "It's okay! Thank you for coming. Tonight's match was fantastic! Manchester United have won three straight games to start the season, and with the win against Barcelona, ​​that's four in a row!"

A passionate Manchester United female fan.

Li Luo nodded, then remembered that the other person had come to give a gift, and quickly said, "Didn't you say you had a gift for me? Hurry up and take it out, I have to go back."

"Hmm," Savannah lowered her head even further, her fingertips gripping the hem of her skirt tightly, biting her lower lip lightly. The 17-year-old girl was radiating tension, but she still mustered her courage and spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "Could you close your eyes first?"

Li Luo looked at her reddened ear tips, smiled helplessly, and closed his eyes.

Just a few seconds.

Suddenly, a soft, warm sensation brushed against my left cheek, carrying a unique, sweet scent, so quick it felt like an illusion.

He opened his eyes and instinctively took two steps back: "This is the gift you wanted to give me?"

what?
That's it?

I've never eaten anything so bland before.
At this moment, Li Luo still considers himself a decent person; it's just that the intense competition and training have stimulated various elements in his body, which is why his physiological needs are particularly strong.

It's definitely not my problem.

Savanna cupped her burning cheeks in her hands, her neck flushed red, her body so weak she could barely stand, her voice trembling with a sob: "Li, I'm sorry, I... I've never done this to a boy before. I just..."

The night wind blew again, carrying the salty dampness of the river, but it couldn't dispel the enchanting atmosphere in the air.

Moonlight peeked out from behind the clouds, casting long shadows of the two people that slowly overlapped on the grassy riverbank.

Savannah slowly lowered her hand, her tone earnest with a sense of all-or-nothing resolve: "Li, I'm so happy to see you. Actually, I liked you a long time ago, back when you were still playing for Wolfsburg. I even had your posters hanging in my bedroom."

As she spoke, she moved closer again.

"Wait, don't do that."

Li Luo quickly raised her hand to stop them, her tone serious: "Why do you girls start touching each other as soon as you meet and barely exchange a few words? I don't like that."

Savannah's fingertips began to grip the hem of her skirt again, her eyes dimmed, and she asked softly, "Do you have many girls?"

The air grew still again, with only the gentle lapping of the river against the bank.

"You're the only Canadian girl I know."

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"But Li, you seem even more skilled than in the movies?"

After a long time.

Li Luo climbed back to the first team's dormitory.

Several vicious dogs, already familiar with his scent, wagged their tails happily at the foot of the wall.

His relationship with Savannah, the beautiful young Manchester United fan, was incredibly pure.

Tonight's interaction was just healthy.

We sincerely conveyed positive energy to each other, without any overstepping boundaries.

Turin, Apennine Peninsula.

Pogba put down the handle and picked up the newspaper on the table.

The Echo reports: Old Trafford's Prince has scored 4 goals and provided 2 assists in three Premier League games this season, his efficiency rivaling that of Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​and Bayern Munich stars!

The Sun: Lee Lo, whose private life is spotless, was forcibly kissed by a beautiful young Manchester United fan. Oh my God! The Red Devils' heir must be innocent.

"Why doesn't Li date Black girls? Does he have a problem with me?"

Little Black Egg crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Raiola was completely bewildered, not understanding what this guy was talking about at all, and asked in confusion, "Lee, the black girl, you, are these three related?"

Pogba, however, changed the subject: "Hmph! I hope we don't meet in the Champions League knockout stage. Juventus will thrash Manchester United! When I win the Champions League, Manchester United will welcome me back with an even grander ceremony."

"It will be even more grand than Li's return."

Raiola hesitated, his tone like a bucket of cold water being poured on him: "Li's position at Manchester United is already unshakeable. You need to be willing to help him in order to have a chance to return."

(End of this chapter)