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"Tang’s Lucky Assist Helped Manchester City Snatch a Solitary Point!"
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The dia is heavily criticizing Manchester City for only taking a point away from ho!
They described Kompany’s last equalizing goal as a cover-up for Manchester City’s recent slump;
And Tang Long’s assist was attributed to sheer luck!
After all, in the post-match interview, even Kompany said he never expected Tang Long to pass to him, thinking it would have been better to pass to Sterling.
Under the overwhelming public opinion, the entire Manchester City team is feeling pressured.
The players can’t do anything but continue to train harder!
These players have been around the block.
Their professional careers taught them one thing.
The more turbulent the team, the more it’s an opportunity to stand out!
Currently, the absence of the central axis of Ranocchia, Silva, Agüero is causing great trouble for Manchester City’s passing and control system.
But this is also a good ti for other players, especially substitutes, to compete for positions.
For example, substitute center-back Demichelis trained the hardest during practice.
He believed that as long as he played well as the ball-playing center-back during Ranocchia’s injury, even when Ranocchia recovered, it would still be questionable whether he could reclaim his spot!
As for Tang Long, he still didn’t train harder, coming on ti and leaving on ti, clocking in and out, not staying a second longer.
Even during training, Pellegrini thought Tang Long would be late; he arrived at the last minute.
Many teammates glanced askance at Tang Long, feeling that his professional attitude didn’t match that of a Manchester City starting player!
But everyone had to admit, there were reasons Pellegrini continually started Tang Long.
Because once he’s on the field, he always pulls off so brilliant plays, adds a few stats.
He’s always present!
This kind of unconventional contrast made the teammates uncomfortable.
With a sour heart, so even started to resent Tang Long.
Why do we have to train so hard for a starting spot, sotis so exhausted we fall asleep as soon as we hit the bed, while you, no extra training, arriving only just in ti for regular practice, can still start, can still score, can still assist, and Pellegrini trusts you so much!
Why are you so talented?
Why is there such a big gap between people, aghhhh!
It’s really frustrating!
...
"Haha, you’re really not afraid of the dia attacking you, with such strong ntal resilience. Tell , how do you do it?"
With a smile, Dilata sat at the dining table, looking at Tang Long.
Tang Long buried his face in a bowl larger than his face, shoveling pasta into his mouth.
This bowl of pasta was made by Dilata herself.
Pasta isn’t a rare or expensive food.
But pasta made by an Italian woman is always a hundred tis more delicious than what’s in restaurants on the streets of Manchester.
Tang Long lifted his head, wiped the tomato sauce from his lips, pointed to his left ear, then to his right ear.
"What do you an?" Dilata asked, puzzled.
"In one ear, out the other. I treat what these reporters say like hot air, staying far away, not wanting to catch a whiff."
Dilata looked at the shiny bottom of Tang Long’s bowl, pursing her lips.
"What’s wrong with reporters? They rely on this to make a living, just like you players rely on playing football. If you look down on reporters like this, don’t ask for my help!"
"Alright, enough joking. Let’s get to business."
Rising, Dilata dragged a heavy suitcase from the living room.
Initially, she wanted to discuss business with Tang Long as soon as she entered, but Tang Long insisted she make a bowl of pasta, leaving her no choice but to head to the kitchen to cook for him.
Tang Long opened the suitcase, hefted it, then lifted it with all his might.
With a clatter, dozens of books spilled out like a waterfall.
Looking at the pile of books forming a small hill on the ground, Tang Long pointed, "Is everything here?"
"It’s all here. The biographies and personal interviews of Manchester City players you wanted. I scoured London and found everything I could."
"Paper books aren’t convenient to carry, do you have digital versions?"
Dilata took a USB drive from her bag and stuffed it directly into Tang Long’s pants pocket.
"So materials and books don’t have digital versions, only paper ones. So have digital versions, all in there."
Looking at the ssy floor, Dilata bent down to pick up the books one by one, placing them on the living room desk, explaining to Tang Long as she worked.
"This is the moir of England’s renowned youth coach Vichino. It’s over 700 pages. I looked through it, and about 80 pages are about Sterling. He takes great pride in training this protégé."
"Goalkeeper Caballero also published an autobiography, but it sold poorly, with only 1,000 copies printed, basically unavailable on the market. I found you a copy in a second-hand bookshop."
"The materials Nasri left behind are fragnted, mostly interviews with family, friends, and coaches, as well as videos of his appearances on various French entertainnt shows. I organized them for you and placed them in the USB drive."
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