MTLNOVEL Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kung Fu
Chapter 126
A lottery betting station in a Manchester alley, England.
Two fans, dressed in Manchester City's light blue fan jackets, strode in.
"Mike, Jamie, the game is about to start, how can you take care of people's business?"
the lady of the lottery betting point is a young woman in her thirties, with silky blonde hair and waist, and the charm remains.
She waved with a smile and naturally greeted the two Manchester City fans, who appeared to be regulars at lottery betting spots.
Mike and Jamie smiled and nodded to the hostess, then stared at the big screen above their heads.
Above are the rolling odds.
With two hours to go, the Champions League quarter-finals are set to play, and
Manchester City will play at home against Inter Milan.
Real-time odds show Manchester City winning 1 to 1.5 and Inter winning 1 to 2.5.
"Jamie, what do you think?"
asked the black man next to him as the black man in the blue scarf wrapped around.
Mike, a white man, was older, looked to be in his sixties, flushed, walked slowly, and looked like he had just come out of a bar.
He rubbed his fleshy wine trough nose and said disdainfully:
"Then it is necessary to say, the bookmakers are optimistic that we will win, you see, 1 to 1.5, such a low odds, almost a sure win!" Mike
took out an old-fashioned wallet from his arms, pulled out ten fifty-pound bills, snapped, and slapped them on the desk in front of the hostess.
"Jenny, bet me 500 pounds, Manchester City wins!"
Jenny's eyes flashed with excitement.
She took the money with a grin and skillfully crackled it on the computer.
"Oh old Mike, I rarely see you make such a big bet, what's wrong today, are you so confident?" Old
Mike wiped the remaining yellow whiskey droplets on the corners of his mouth and beard with the back of his rough hand, and said heroically:
"Little Jenny, this is the money I just withdrew from the bank this afternoon, just for tonight's game, we have Pep Guardiola, we have the most perfect pass control football in Europe, or in our home stadium Etihad, you just wait to see me get money after the game!" Black
brother Jamie, looked at Mike a little worriedly.
Didn't you say, have your pensions run out recently, it's about Easter, aren't you still going to Edinburgh to see your grandson, is the ticket money enough, don't be too greedy, buy a 100 pounds."
Old Mike looked at Jamie with disgust, "Don't worry, how can I miss this kind of money-picking competition!" "
I'm still waiting to win 250 pounds and come back to buy Easter toys for my grandson in Edinburgh, so don't worry about it!"
Guardiola's passing control is indeed very strong, and the team's main lineup has also experienced three and a half seasons of running-in, but Inter are not to be underestimated, especially their top scorer Ye Chen, who can score three goals in Paris in one game!"
Old Mike was a little upset, and he gently knocked Jamie's head with his knuckle.
"Inter used to be brilliant, but in the last seven or eight years, they have been in the Champions League at most, they are at most a recruit, last year they did not play in the group stage, this year to the quarterfinals, it is already a miracle
!" "But I will tell you, Jamie, the reason why miracles are called miracles is because they only happen once in a few years, and if miracles happen every day, it is not called miracles!"
Old Mike took his small betting voucher from Jenny and put it in his wallet.
Then he put his arm around Mike's shoulders and walked out.
"Let's go little Jamie, it's still early, uncle, I'll take you to the bar under the Etihad Stadium, and go for two more beers, at my age, that's all I can enjoy..." At
3:55 a.m. Chinese time.
A studio of a famous sports broadcasting platform.
Zhan Jun was in the headphones, and after making a final explanation with the director, his magnetic voice began to speak!
"Okay, dear audience friends, welcome everyone at 3:55 p.m. to lock us up and watch this Champions League quarter-final between Manchester City home to Inter, I am the host Zhan Jun, tonight will be guided by Xu Yangxu and me to explain this game."
"Hello audience friends!" Xu Yang smiled and nodded.
The screen begins to switch to the Etihad Stadium.
Blue Moon Manchester City
"
Wow, we see that in the beautiful Etihad Stadium in the night, on the left and right two huge screens, two rounds of blue moons rise, symbolizing the title of the team: Blue Moon!"
IN THE HOME FANS' TIFO, WE CAN ALSO CLEARLY SEE THE WORD BLUE MOON. "
The Champions League song has been played, Manchester City's home game against Inter is about to start!"
"It is worth noting that at the same time, the French city of Lyon, played the game against Barcelona here.
Xu Yang couldn't help but interject at this time:
"Zhan Jun, this Champions League opening song is just good, but it's a pity that I didn't experience this treatment when I was a player."
Zhan Jun nodded, "However, our Huaxia national player, Ye Chen, appeared in the starting list, this is the first time that a Huaxia player appeared in the Champions League quarter-knockout round, Ye Chen, created a history!!"
Hearing this, Xu Yang, who has always been calm, was also excited.
"Haha, Ye Chen shouldered the hopes of the whole village, we look forward to his excellent performance tonight, the last time he played Grand Paris, he scored a hat-trick, and then against Juve, he played four happy pills, scored 7 goals in two consecutive games, this game, will it score five!"
Zhan Jun glanced at Xu Yang with a smile, "Director Xu, low-key, must be low-key, let's save a wave of character for Ye Chen first, don't set the flag too early."
"At any time, Pep Guardiola's team is not easy to mess with, especially they are very strong in the Premier League this season, leading the team for three and a half seasons, his pass-control football style, through Manchester City's practice, has swept the entire Premier League!"
"Gua's Manchester City, it is indeed a beautiful landscape in football in recent years, I remember when he came to Manchester City, I said, I came here to prove that pass-control football can also develop in the Premier League, and now, winning consecutive league titles in 2018 and 2019, he really proves the universality of pass-control football!"
Two fans, dressed in Manchester City's light blue fan jackets, strode in.
"Mike, Jamie, the game is about to start, how can you take care of people's business?"
the lady of the lottery betting point is a young woman in her thirties, with silky blonde hair and waist, and the charm remains.
She waved with a smile and naturally greeted the two Manchester City fans, who appeared to be regulars at lottery betting spots.
Mike and Jamie smiled and nodded to the hostess, then stared at the big screen above their heads.
Above are the rolling odds.
With two hours to go, the Champions League quarter-finals are set to play, and
Manchester City will play at home against Inter Milan.
Real-time odds show Manchester City winning 1 to 1.5 and Inter winning 1 to 2.5.
"Jamie, what do you think?"
asked the black man next to him as the black man in the blue scarf wrapped around.
Mike, a white man, was older, looked to be in his sixties, flushed, walked slowly, and looked like he had just come out of a bar.
He rubbed his fleshy wine trough nose and said disdainfully:
"Then it is necessary to say, the bookmakers are optimistic that we will win, you see, 1 to 1.5, such a low odds, almost a sure win!" Mike
took out an old-fashioned wallet from his arms, pulled out ten fifty-pound bills, snapped, and slapped them on the desk in front of the hostess.
"Jenny, bet me 500 pounds, Manchester City wins!"
Jenny's eyes flashed with excitement.
She took the money with a grin and skillfully crackled it on the computer.
"Oh old Mike, I rarely see you make such a big bet, what's wrong today, are you so confident?" Old
Mike wiped the remaining yellow whiskey droplets on the corners of his mouth and beard with the back of his rough hand, and said heroically:
"Little Jenny, this is the money I just withdrew from the bank this afternoon, just for tonight's game, we have Pep Guardiola, we have the most perfect pass control football in Europe, or in our home stadium Etihad, you just wait to see me get money after the game!" Black
brother Jamie, looked at Mike a little worriedly.
Didn't you say, have your pensions run out recently, it's about Easter, aren't you still going to Edinburgh to see your grandson, is the ticket money enough, don't be too greedy, buy a 100 pounds."
Old Mike looked at Jamie with disgust, "Don't worry, how can I miss this kind of money-picking competition!" "
I'm still waiting to win 250 pounds and come back to buy Easter toys for my grandson in Edinburgh, so don't worry about it!"
Guardiola's passing control is indeed very strong, and the team's main lineup has also experienced three and a half seasons of running-in, but Inter are not to be underestimated, especially their top scorer Ye Chen, who can score three goals in Paris in one game!"
Old Mike was a little upset, and he gently knocked Jamie's head with his knuckle.
"Inter used to be brilliant, but in the last seven or eight years, they have been in the Champions League at most, they are at most a recruit, last year they did not play in the group stage, this year to the quarterfinals, it is already a miracle
!" "But I will tell you, Jamie, the reason why miracles are called miracles is because they only happen once in a few years, and if miracles happen every day, it is not called miracles!"
Old Mike took his small betting voucher from Jenny and put it in his wallet.
Then he put his arm around Mike's shoulders and walked out.
"Let's go little Jamie, it's still early, uncle, I'll take you to the bar under the Etihad Stadium, and go for two more beers, at my age, that's all I can enjoy..." At
3:55 a.m. Chinese time.
A studio of a famous sports broadcasting platform.
Zhan Jun was in the headphones, and after making a final explanation with the director, his magnetic voice began to speak!
"Okay, dear audience friends, welcome everyone at 3:55 p.m. to lock us up and watch this Champions League quarter-final between Manchester City home to Inter, I am the host Zhan Jun, tonight will be guided by Xu Yangxu and me to explain this game."
"Hello audience friends!" Xu Yang smiled and nodded.
The screen begins to switch to the Etihad Stadium.
Blue Moon Manchester City
"
Wow, we see that in the beautiful Etihad Stadium in the night, on the left and right two huge screens, two rounds of blue moons rise, symbolizing the title of the team: Blue Moon!"
IN THE HOME FANS' TIFO, WE CAN ALSO CLEARLY SEE THE WORD BLUE MOON. "
The Champions League song has been played, Manchester City's home game against Inter is about to start!"
"It is worth noting that at the same time, the French city of Lyon, played the game against Barcelona here.
Xu Yang couldn't help but interject at this time:
"Zhan Jun, this Champions League opening song is just good, but it's a pity that I didn't experience this treatment when I was a player."
Zhan Jun nodded, "However, our Huaxia national player, Ye Chen, appeared in the starting list, this is the first time that a Huaxia player appeared in the Champions League quarter-knockout round, Ye Chen, created a history!!"
Hearing this, Xu Yang, who has always been calm, was also excited.
"Haha, Ye Chen shouldered the hopes of the whole village, we look forward to his excellent performance tonight, the last time he played Grand Paris, he scored a hat-trick, and then against Juve, he played four happy pills, scored 7 goals in two consecutive games, this game, will it score five!"
Zhan Jun glanced at Xu Yang with a smile, "Director Xu, low-key, must be low-key, let's save a wave of character for Ye Chen first, don't set the flag too early."
"At any time, Pep Guardiola's team is not easy to mess with, especially they are very strong in the Premier League this season, leading the team for three and a half seasons, his pass-control football style, through Manchester City's practice, has swept the entire Premier League!"
"Gua's Manchester City, it is indeed a beautiful landscape in football in recent years, I remember when he came to Manchester City, I said, I came here to prove that pass-control football can also develop in the Premier League, and now, winning consecutive league titles in 2018 and 2019, he really proves the universality of pass-control football!"
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