[Football] The transfer fee is 10 billion

When he approached Ling Yun, he realized that this girl was taller than him in high heels, with a slender figure and a pair of white and slender long legs under the dress, which attracted the attention of many male guests present.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Ling Yun clearly felt that the other party clearly wanted to get close to him, but was very reserved—even his personality seemed to be the kind he would like.

But he suddenly felt that his own aesthetics seemed not so clear again. Looking at the girl's delicate face, another face appeared in his mind for no reason.

That person once looked at him with calm eyes, and said softly but restrainedly: "I seem to like you a little bit."

Ling Yun recalled it for a while, and it turned out that half a year had passed, but the other party never mentioned it again.

Their days are still as usual, Alonso did not look for a house to move out, and the relationship between the two has not changed further.

After entering the second half of the season, they all became busy, especially Ling Yun himself, who went out early and returned late every day, and sometimes even found a nearby hotel to stay when they got busy.

He can't remember how long he hasn't walked the dog with each other, chatted or went hiking in the countryside.But if he is at home, Alonso will still prepare breakfast for him, and a cup of hot milk at a suitable temperature.

"Are... are you okay?" The girl talked for a long time, and found that Ling Yun was actually distracted!She wondered if her topic was too boring to arouse the other party's interest at all, so she lowered her head embarrassingly.

Hearing the question, Ling Yun came back to his senses and saw the girl embarrassed in front of him, so he gave her a comforting smile, put the wine glass on the tray of the waiter next to him, and was about to say politely "Sorry", and then he found an excuse to end this lackluster conversation, and then went home, but the girl opposite spoke first.

"Can I take a picture with you?"

"of course."

A photographer came over with a camera, and the two stood together to take a picture, and Ling Yun left with an excuse.

It was already very late when he got home, and the dog was almost asleep in the bed, not to mention the man who always had a regular schedule.

When returning to the room, Ling Yun took a special look at the time, it was not past twelve o'clock, maybe... he just went back to the room and did not sleep.

He stood at the door and struggled for three seconds between knocking the door and going back to the room, and finally chose the latter.

The next day, when Ling Yun woke up, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, he thought, it was late anyway and he didn't rush to go to the club.

Get out of bed and go to the bathroom to tidy yourself up. Standing in front of the mirror, I suddenly realize that something is wrong.

He occasionally gets up late, but the roommate who takes good care of him will always knock on his door in time.

Didn't even come today!

why?

Ling Yun walked out of the room and found that there was no one outside, the dining table and the kitchen were clean, and the dog was basking in the sun in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There was today's newspaper on the coffee table. The picture on the top page looked familiar. Ling Yun picked it up and took a look... Isn't this the little fairy he met last night?

From the perspective of the photo, it is not the one of two people taking a group photo, but a sneak shot from a strange angle. How can a normal person take a photo with this angle? It seems that the distance between him and his girl is so close that it can be ignored.

The domineering president quickly glanced at the content of the newspaper, and it was edited like that. It was like a prince and a princess meeting for the first time. The two fell in love at first sight and had a good conversation. In order not to attract attention, they left one after another. It is not known whether they will travel together after that.

"..." Ling Yun burst out a curse in his heart, and found that the reporter who wrote the article had a big brain.

He folded the newspaper, put it back on the coffee table, and within two seconds of sitting down, he suddenly realized a problem—the location and way of placing the newspaper was clearly someone deliberately wanting him to see it!

This is the extraordinary charm of mature men, they are so quiet when they are jealous, but they are very careful.

Boss Xiaoling, who was a little shocked and angry because of the content of the news just now, couldn't help but raise his lips.

Grabbing the newspaper, he strode to the door of his house and knocked on the door for a long time, but found that no one answered him.

He looked at the time again. At this time, the other party should be practicing in the gym. Ling Yun couldn't wait to press the elevator, so he simply ran up the stairs next to him.

The gym in his home is connected to the swimming pool. There is a huge terrace outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. It is usually taken care of by a dedicated gardener. When spring comes, a large area of ​​colorful flowers blooms, which just fits the heart of the male owner of the house.

Sure enough, the person he was looking for was sitting on the machine doing upper body strength exercises. The muscles wrapped in the T-shirt contracted and undulated with every movement, outlining enviable lines and contours.

The newspaper was rolled into a barrel and held in his hand, Ling Yun bypassed the equipment and stood in front of him.Alonso glanced at him, but didn't stop what he was doing.

Ling Yun frowned and looked at him: "You are a bit abnormal today."

"is it?"

It was a calm and gentle tone as always, but Ling Yun could hear a hint of indifference in it, and it seemed that he was still jealous because of that seriously inaccurate press release.

The word "jealous" inexplicably pleased Boss Xiao Ling. He looked at the other party, obviously smiling in his heart, but his face was still tense.

Alonso's forehead is full of fine beads of sweat. After coming to London, he has stricter training requirements for himself. Only in this way can he fight against the declining physical fitness as he grows older.

Now there are mostly young people in the team, and even Arteta, the captain, has gradually lost his main position, which shows how fierce the competition is.

He is the core of the current Arsenal team, the key to offensive and defensive transitions, and his state will directly affect the state of the entire team.

Therefore, in just half a year, his training volume has doubled compared with when he first came to Arsenal, and the data of various tests have also improved.

Alonso stopped after the last set of training. After a short rest, he will go back to his room to take a shower and change clothes, and then prepare to set off to the Kearney training base to start a day of training sessions.

Ling Yun didn't respond to his "really?", but continued to ask: "I overslept again this morning."

Alonso took the towel hanging aside to wipe his sweat: "I thought you didn't come back last night."

Ling Yun clenched the newspaper in his hand, and said in his heart: "If I didn't come back last night, who did you leave this newspaper for?"

He said, "You think there is someone extra in my room."

Alonso looked at him with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect him to speak so simply and rudely: "No."

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows, "Really, I don't believe it".

Alonso sighed softly again: "That girl is very beautiful."

"Yes, it's all about my aesthetics."

"Rex," Alonso pulled his arm, and said in a doting and helpless tone, "don't test me, I expressed my heart to you half a year ago."

Ling Yun took out the newspaper and shook it in front of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Didn't you come to test me first?"

Alonso said very frankly: "That's because, although we live under the same roof, you always give me a feeling of distance."

This time it was Ling Yun's turn to ask back: "Really?"

Alonso didn't answer, just looked at him so patiently.

Ling Yun frowned and reflected for a while, maybe a little bit, but it was definitely not intentional, in fact, he really didn't realize it himself, so he gave a reasonable explanation: "I'm usually too busy with work Bar."

"I know." The gentle Spaniard nodded tolerantly, "I'm easy to coax, right?"

"Huh?" Ling Yun didn't understand what he meant by that.

"So if you give me something sweet, I can chase you for another half a year."

Ling Yun raised his chin and looked at him, the smile in the corner of his eyes couldn't be hidden: "You think beautifully."

When he said this, the person in front of him was unmoved, and still looked at him with that kind of focused and expectant gaze, not aggressive, nor urgent, gentle and lingering.

Ling Yun thought about it, and it's not impossible to give some sweetness, so he thought of it, pinched his chin very domineeringly, leaned over and quickly kissed her on his lips.

Boss Xiao Ling's movements were not gentle at all, as if he had completed a task, but this did not prevent him from giving an evaluation in his heart: "Although the beard is a bit hard, the lips are very soft."

Nodding her head in a satisfactory way, she ran away after flirting.

Behind him, someone sighed silently, begging for a little sweetness from him, and it really was only a little bit, when the boss can be as generous as paying a salary.

"By the way," Ling Yun, who had gone back and forth, stood far away at the door: "What the newspaper wrote is all fake, don't believe it."

In the second round of the Champions League quarter-finals, Arsenal returned to the Emirates Stadium. Although Paris played tenaciously, their overall technical and tactical level was poor in front of the current Gunners. The weaknesses of the response were laid bare.

In the end, Arsenal defeated Paris Saint-Germain 1-0 at home and entered the Champions League semi-finals 3-1 in two rounds!

Looking back at history, it has been 7 years since the last time they entered the semi-finals of the Champions League. That time they advanced to the final, and it was also the closest time in Arsenal's history to the Champions League championship, but they lost to Barcelona 1-2 in the end. Cup (Champions League trophy) missed.

That was the eternal regret in Wenger's heart, and it was also the regret in the hearts of Ling Yun and Arsenal fans. For many years, since Wenger left the Gunners, Arsenal failed to qualify for the Champions League.

Ling Yun thought that he was neither a player nor a head coach, so he couldn't change the outcome of a game. All he could do was spend as much money as possible to make Arsenal the strongest team in Wenger's mind.

With Monday's help, Rosicki and Wilshere, two guys who were always injured all year last year, have put up pretty good performances in recent games since returning from injury.

Rosicky, in particular, used his own unique massage techniques combined with acupuncture to help him relieve the muscles on the back of his thighs. Now he has turned back to the Mozart on the green field. In recent league games, Wenger gave him starting opportunities even More than Walcott.

And Rosicky's performance on the court is also worthy of the professor's trust in him, and his scoring efficiency is even higher than that of the little tiger (Walcott's nickname).

Ling Yun was very satisfied with this and promised to give the girl a bonus.

But Monday's visit wasn't for the bonus.

As soon as the two of them finished chatting about Rosicky's problem, someone knocked on the door of Ling Yun's office, and it was Wenger who came in.

He was not surprised to see Monday sitting across from Ling Yun, because it was Monday that Ben asked him to come over.

Wenger sat down and greeted the two, and then praised their team doctor: "To be honest, I don't really remember the last time the season reached this stage, but there was no serious injury wave. "

"All this is due to our excellent medical team, especially Ms. Zhou. She gave me a new understanding of Chinese medicine. I am very glad that you brought her to Arsenal."

Ling Yun said with a smile: "At the beginning, I searched all over Europe to find a talent like her who is well versed in both Chinese and Western cultures. Naturally, I wouldn't miss it."

He was unmoved by the praise of the two on Monday, and directly brought the topic to the main content he wanted to discuss with the president and the head coach today: "Although the injury situation in the team is not serious now, I am doing something for the players. During the daily inspection, some problems were noticed. Their muscles are in different degrees of tension. Compared with other leagues, the Premier League has a denser schedule and stronger confrontation, and players are prone to accidents during the game.”

Wenger asked: "The players receive massages from the rehabilitation therapist every day. Can't the muscle condition be improved?"

"The problem is not the massage," said Monday with a calm expression, but the words he said were astonishing. "It's the training method."

"..."

Is this questioning his coaching style in front of the head coach? ? ?

Ling Yun couldn't believe his ears. Although he was calm on the surface, he had already looked at Wenger several times.

Zhou Yi doesn't look like a person who likes to make troubles. He usually works in the medical room with respect and responsibility. Although he has a little friction with the medical supervisor, it is only limited to work differences.

Ling Yun didn't believe that she was a person who was just looking for trouble and crossing borders to find fault with the coaching staff, so she must have a reason for her being able to bluntly say what she just said.

Wenger is also deep in thought. He is a head coach who is quite accomplished in many fields, and he must also dabble in sports medicine.

Wenger: "You mean, there is something wrong with the way we train?"

Monday: "Exactly."

Wenger: "Can you talk about a specific aspect?"

Pushing his glasses on Monday, he opened a folder he had brought, and handed the materials he had sorted out to Wenger and Ling Yun respectively: "This is my observation after I came to Arsenal for nearly half a year, and I made an analysis based on the situation of the players. , I think our physical training has not only failed to enhance physical fitness, but has caused a lot of burden on the sports system, which in turn increases the risk of injury for players during the game."

Ling Yun took a rough look at the report. Although he knew neither medicine nor training, it was not difficult to see her intentions. Every conclusion was analyzed through rigorous data and actual cases of players, which was very convincing.

Wenger flipped through the report in his hand, his face slowly sank.Ling Yun and Zhou Yi just waited quietly for him to finish reading without disturbing.

In fact, Ling Yun also feels that Arsenal has the worst physical fitness and the most injuries among the Premier League teams. Of course, the physical fitness of the players has a certain relationship with the professional ability of the medical team, but the lack of more scientific and effective physical training is also one of the reasons. one.

Especially when some high-tech equipment is used in the training of players, the data collected through the equipment is then sorted out and refined by the technical team, and the exposed problems become more obvious.

But at present, the coaching team is Wenger's right-hand man for many years. As the boss, Ling Yun always gives their head coach enough rights and respect, and has never thought about changing the coaching staff.

After a long time, Wenger finally finished reading the report, pondered for a moment before saying to Ling Yun: "This may be an important issue that we have neglected in the past. Since it has been raised, I think we should find a way to solve it."

Ling Yun looked at Monday: "Do you have any good suggestions?"

The girl shook her head cheerfully: "I'm just a famous team doctor, and I don't know anything about physical training. What I can do is to ask questions from my professional perspective. How to solve this depends on you."

Ling Yun nodded and looked at Wenger. The other party was thinking, and he was also thinking.Speaking of physical fitness coaches, a name actually popped up in my mind at the first time——Antonio Pintus.