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Half a field away, Morata and Antonio looked at each other from a distance, and soon, the two laughed together.

"Third in the scorer list, not bad!"

Antonio hugged Morata tightly.

"You have nine more than me!"

As if to vent his anger, Morata embraced back with greater strength.

"Okay, then there is no way~"

Blinking, Antonio smiled with a little smugness, and Morata also pushed Antonio pretending to be angry.

"Hey! What are you doing?" Sturridge, who had been paying attention to this side all the time, immediately ran over frowning.

"What do you want to do?" Morata's new friend Pedro also came over and challenged Sturridge.

"Get out of the way! I didn't find you again!"

"It's you who should get out! Looking for something, right? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"

"You beat it! Beat it up if you have the ability! Come on, beat it here!"

"Do you think I'm stupid? I won't do anything. I'll see the truth on the field later!"

"This is Anfield!"

……

Morata and Antonio, who were ignored in this way, were a little speechless. They looked at each other, and then pulled one to walk towards their team's warm-up area.

"what happened?"

Seeing Antonio dragging Sturridge back, the others quickly surrounded him.

"them……"

Just as Sturridge opened his mouth, he was stopped by Emre Can, "I didn't ask you again, Annie, tell me!"

Recalling what happened just now, Antonio felt it was funny, "It's okay, Alvaro made a joke with me, Daniel must have misunderstood, and then he confronted Pedro on the opposite side."

"I knew it was Daniel, you were causing trouble again!"

"I said Daniel, can you stop following Annie every day like an unweaned child? You know what? You look more annoying than my dog!"

"Yes, it's also Annie who has a good temper. Another person would have kicked you away!"

"I like it, so what will happen to me? You guys are just jealous that we have a good relationship, and Annie likes to assist me." Sturridge, who had no confidence in saying this, was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, and he even became angry with embarrassment. Roar: "Warm up! Bastards! Bouac, you don't care about them!"

The assistant coach Buvac, who was in charge of leading the players to warm up, waved his hand, indicating that he was just an innocent eater.

Sturridge, who was targeted every day, rolled his eyes, turned and left.

Looking at his back, the other players couldn't help laughing, and the Liverpool fans in the stands also smiled knowingly.

……

After Lallana received Matip's pass, he threw the ball straight to Antonio in front of him. Mane on the right had already run out of position, and Sturridge, who was in the center of the penalty area, attracted a lot of attention. Chelsea's defensive attention while on the left, Coutinho is pulling wide.

Looking down from the air, Liverpool's situation improved instantly, and the next goal seemed to be coming soon!

However, that was just what it seemed. After a loud "bang", the football flew high into the stands.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The audience was silent, and everyone turned their attention to Antonio—the man who created such an outrageously high shot.

"Annie, what are you doing?" Lallana didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Courtois on the opposite side was stunned by your terrific shot!"

"I'm so sloppy, I'm sorry!" Waving his hand, Antonio laughed out the dimple under his left eye, "Actually, it's because you guys are so sloppy, you've been disrupting my rhythm all the time, otherwise I wouldn't have followed Kick the ball away with a hot head."

Moreno, who was standing not far away, was not happy. He is Liverpool's favorite left back who likes to go forward without thinking.Jumping up and pressing on Antonio's back, Moreno gritted his teeth and said: "Little brother, I found that your skin is getting thicker and thicker. You are obviously doing it yourself, but you still dumped the blame on us! Shall you be shameless? Shall you be shameless? ?”

Antonio, whose cheek was being pulled vigorously, quickly covered his head, "Don't press my hair, Loris helped me do it for a long time!"

Pfft, so hair is more important than face, right?Coutinho, who retreated into the midfield, couldn't help stretching out his evil hand, and rubbed Antonio's hair into a bird's nest with a few strokes.

"Phil, you're screwed!"

After pawing at his hair, and then pawing again, Antonio finally gave up, feeling that his hairstyle could not be saved.

Seeing their increasingly sloppy and stinky offensive core, the Liverpool fans who had already laughed out loud sang the song that was used to mock the opponent's striker: "What is that? What is that? What the hell is that?" What is it?"

Who knows what that shot just now was!Klopp on the sidelines really wanted to rush into the field and kick these funny guys away. Didn't you see Chelsea's goal kicks?

Regarding the ridicule of the fans, Antonio applauded with a good mentality, and then immediately caught up with Hazard who was holding the ball.

Morata, who stood in the Liverpool penalty area and had a panoramic view of everything, also started to run. His friends like this place, and the people here like his friends very much, so it is very good!

Although, this sudden change of style is strange, but perhaps it is the same as when he went to Italy, where Antonio also found the most relaxed state?