During halftime, Sun Yu continued his "social bullying" mode, constantly encouraging his teammates.

"Ryan, your defense was solid today, much better than Evans'. That old man didn't pick you because he doesn't know how to use you!"

Ricardo Fowler chimed in, "Yeah! Seeing the way you guys play made my eyes well up with tears!"

Shawcross burst into laughter: "Hahaha! You two, give me a break, I'm perfectly fine!"

He turned to Sun Yu and joked, "To be honest, I really didn't understand that Bei Bei. I only needed one game to know that he couldn't be Ronaldo."

Sun Yu gave a thumbs up: "You wouldn't be this tough in front of the old man."

Shawcross spread his hands: "Am I supposed to prove it by shoving him down?"

Sun Yu chatted with Shawcross for a few minutes before sitting down next to Jones.

Jones was wearing headphones, leaning against the locker, listening to music with his eyes closed.

This guy only listens to music before warming up for a game, and nobody knows what he's listening to.

Sun Yu discovered that Black people generally love listening to music. Several other Black people in the team particularly enjoy listening to songs with a strong rhythm and even like to carry around a speaker while singing and dancing.

Jones is an exception; he prefers to listen to music quietly by himself with headphones on.

If Sun Yu hadn't known Jones's background, he would have assumed that Jones's family situation was similar to that of Tiger Woods.

Sun Yu remained silent, only staring at Jones.

Jones, who had his eyes closed, immediately became uneasy. He opened his eyes and was startled to see Sun Yu staring at him: "Holy crap, what are you doing?"

Sun Yu laughed and said, "You're not listening to something like 'Symphony No. 5' during intermission, are you? That's bad luck; we're not at the point where we should be believing in fate yet!"

Jones handed the earphones to Sun Yu: "No, it's a Chinese song. See if you've heard it before."

Sun Yu put on his headphones, and a female voice entered his mind: "The silhouette is real, the person is fake, there's nothing to be attached to."

"A hundred years ago, you were not you, and I was not me."

Wang Fei's songs.

Sun Yu took off his headphones and asked Jones, "Do you know what the lyrics mean?"

Jones nodded: "I've looked it up, and this singer's voice matches the mood of the music very well."

Sun Yu glanced at Jones. Who would have thought that this burly, black man with a dreadlock would enjoy reading and listening to music quietly by himself?

This unscientific.

Pulis returned to the locker room after a while. Seeing that everyone had rested enough, he clapped his hands and began to speak: "Guys, we played very well in the first half, and I am very satisfied with the team's performance."

"Don't think Arsenal equalized with just one counter-attack; that goal was a fluke."

"Believe me, we'll have more opportunities in the second half."

"But just as I said before the game, both sides will definitely suffer a lot in the second half."

"Based on my observation, Fabregas, Van Persie, Walcott, and Vermaelen all experience a sharp decline in form in the second half."

"As long as we can endure the pain, we can lift the trophy!"

"We absolutely deserve the championship!"


Jones must have touched something, because his CD player suddenly turned into an amplifier.

"The sorrow is real, the tears are fake, and there is never any cause and effect!"

"A hundred years from now, neither you nor I will exist!"

The combination of the drum kit and the singer's vocals creates a very strong rhythm, sounding like a certain type of rock music.

Jones hadn't turned off the CD player, and the song was just playing its last part.

The atmosphere in the locker room was disrupted, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

next moment!

Ricardo Fowler immediately started singing along to the rhythm, and Pennant also began humming along while tapping on the table.

Pulis reacted quickly, shouting, "Kenvin, the rhythm of this song is good, but what do the lyrics mean?"

Before Jones could answer, Sun Yu immediately chimed in, "The lyrics mean to endure hardship and ascend the throne!"

Pulis roared, "Guys, this is our battle song!"

"Fight! Fight! We will defeat fate!"

"go ahead!"

Everyone in the locker room hummed the tune of the song as they walked onto the court.

Ricardo Fowler and Pennant sang with a combination of hitting a wall and using beatboxing, and Ricardo Fowler actually captured five or six parts of the essence of the song.

What the hell!

Black people's language skills are truly amazing.

This guy's behavior reinforced Sun Yu's stereotypes.

The second half began, and both teams immediately accelerated the pace of the game.

Stoke City also wanted to slow down, but the speed button was on Arsenal's side, forcing Stoke City to accelerate with them.

In the 48th minute, Arsenal almost scored a goal.

Sagna crossed from the right wing again, and Fabregas shot directly without controlling the ball, but the ball grazed the left post and went out of bounds.

However, Arsenal's defense also showed a lapse.

In the 51st minute, Stoke City passed the ball forward.

Sun Yu controlled the ball under pressure from Koscielny, then turned to block him and passed the ball to Pennant on the right wing.

Pennant passed the ball directly to Clichy, who then committed a tactical foul, earning him a yellow card.

Media area.

Adams immediately commented on the foul: "Arsenal have now received two yellow cards, both for defenders."

"They have even more yellow cards than Stoke City, which means that two of their defenders can't play freely in crucial moments."

Fifty-five minutes into the game, Sun Yu discovered another valuable lesson in breaking down defenses.

He immediately added the two attribute points awarded by the system to shooting.

Shots: 63-65!

This attribute is looking more and more professional.

After Clichy received a yellow card, Sun Yu began to move his activity area to the right side of the attacking third.

He hadn't thought much of it at first, but he noticed that Krishnamurti was becoming more and more cautious as he kicked, and his expression was getting more and more tense.

Since this guy is starting to get nervous, Sun Yu is definitely going to make him experience some pain.

In the 58th minute, Pennant received the ball on the right wing, and Sun Yu immediately rushed behind Clichy.

Pennant immediately sent a through ball, and Sun Yu accelerated towards the right wing.

Koscielny hesitated for a moment before deciding to pursue and defend against Sun Yu.

It was this moment of hesitation that gave Stoke City the opportunity to act.

After controlling the ball, Sun Yu immediately passed it back to Pennant, who was making a diagonal run into the middle. Clichy was a beat too slow.

Vermaelen could only cover and intercept, and Pennant decisively passed the ball to Whiteside on the left.

Whiteside dribbled the ball to the right front and decisively unleashed a powerful shot from the edge of the penalty area.

This position is wide open for someone to swing their leg and shoot; as long as the shot hits within the goal frame, it's a close call.

Whiteside's long-range shot was very tricky, heading straight for the left side of the goal.

Szczesny tried his best, but still couldn't touch the ball.

Upon seeing this, the entire city of Stoke raised their scarves.

However, Whiteside's long-range shot was too focused on angle, and the ball hit the left post.

"No!"

With a crisp crack, all the Stoke City fans let out a sigh.

but!

next moment!

All the Stoke City fans screamed!

On the right side of the penalty area, Sun Yu shook off Koscielny and rushed towards the ball!

Seeing this, Pris excitedly stood on tiptoe and shouted, "Go!"

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