After a night of deliberation, the news about Li Tiancheng in China finally turned into a storm. Many old men and women knew that there was an amazing kid named Li Tiancheng who scored goals in the best football league in the world...
What is Li Tiancheng doing at this time?
He lay on the massage table, his body suddenly collapsed into a reverse arch shape, his teeth were clenched, and he was sweating like rain...
After Mr. Yang removed his hand, Li Tiancheng suddenly lay down on the bed, inevitably taking several breaths of cold air.
"Okay, just rub some safflower oil on it," Mr. Yang stroked his beard: "You don't have to be so stubborn, no one will laugh at you if you shout."
"Yang...Grandpa Yang," Li Tiancheng turned to look at Mr. Yang: "Is that all right? You're welcome, I can bear it. I must not leave any sequelae."
Mr. Yang didn't reply, but carefully applied safflower oil on Li Tiancheng's calf, and then slapped it down several times.
Li Tiancheng suddenly raised his head and exhaled "squeak" and "squeak". Old Yang put his hand up again and started rubbing it over and over from the popliteal fossa to the heel.
"Oh, why doesn't it hurt now?" Li Tiancheng turned around in surprise.
"Haha, be honest."
Seeing that Li Tiancheng lay down obediently, Mr. Yang began to repeat his actions: "Don't worry, treating bruises and bruises is our specialty. Your flesh injuries are nothing, okay.
Okay, this is completely over."
At this time, Li Tiancheng only felt that his legs were warm and very comfortable...
After saying goodbye to Mr. Yang and just getting in the car, Li Tiancheng received an unexpected call...
Put down the phone and directly told Xiao Xie to change the route.
Sun Chenghai saw Li Tiancheng appear at the door of the private room and immediately stood up: "Xiao Li is here."
"Brother Hai, I'm sorry for asking you to come to Liverpool to find me." Of course Li Tiancheng knew Sun Chenghai. Although he had never met him, he had seen a lot of video materials.
Li Tiancheng was a little suspicious when he received the call. Although Manchester was not far from Liverpool, he still came here on his own initiative.
If you invite yourself to a meal when you are stuck, does this mean you already know that you are free today? Yes, it is the practice of various clubs to take a day off after the game.
In 2002, Sun Chenghai joined Manchester City, a team from England's second-tier league at the time, for a transfer fee of 2 million pounds.
After helping Manchester City successfully upgrade to the Premier League in the same year, not only was he not purged, but he gradually secured his main position.
Of course, my future achievements will be far higher than his, but my current status cannot compare with others.
And based on this person's status, whether in China or in the UK, he doesn't have to take the initiative to come to him, right? We don't have this kind of friendship, and today is the first time we meet.
"You're welcome," Sun Chenghai stepped forward and held Li Tiancheng's hand: "It really gives us Chinese a sigh of relief. I'm sorry, I came to meet you on the spur of the moment."
"Brother Hai is so polite."
"Come sit down and say, I ordered some of their specialties, what do you want to order?"
Looking at the enthusiastic Sun Chenghai, Li Tiancheng's heart became more and more tense: "No need to order anything special, just have some cod and vegetables!"
"If you like cod, then the British must like you very much." Sun Chenghai joked: "Insist on eating nutritious meals?"
Li Tiancheng nodded.
"That's great!" Sun Chenghai nodded: "To be honest, when we yellow people talk about the natural strength of our muscles and bones, we can't compare with these black and white people. Of course, we are talking about the common situation, not those individuals with extraordinary talents. If you don't pay attention to these,
The stuff is really a bit outrageous!”
"Brother Hai understands people." Li Tiancheng was a little surprised. Although what he said was not quite right, this was the first Chinese person he had seen who looked like a professional footballer.
"That's all whether you understand it or not," Sun Chenghai said with a wry smile on his face, "I'm just going to tell you about it. If I tell others, they won't be interested in hearing it."
The waiters began to serve dishes one after another. Li Tiancheng noticed that the dishes Sun Chenghai had ordered before were all special fish, chicken, vegetables, etc. They were all nutritious meals needed by athletes. There were no big fish that Chinese people are accustomed to eating.
Big meat.
This person seemed to be a fellow traveler, and Li Tiancheng's impression of Sun Chenghai immediately improved.
"Eat first, eat first."
"Then you're welcome. I'm really hungry." Since you are one of our own, you don't have to be polite.
After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Sun Chenghai took the initiative and said, "I'll call you Tiancheng. Tiancheng, what are you busy with during the holidays?"
"Go to physical therapy and recover your body."
"That's great. I thought kids your age were all playful."
"Hmm? Brother Hai has seen him?"
"I've seen a lot of them. There are quite a few people who are completely relaxed and enjoy themselves just after playing in the professional league."
"Brother Hai, what about you, are you so relaxed in private?" Li Tiancheng looked directly into Sun Chenghai's eyes.
"I really don't dare. Not only do I not dare, I have to work harder. Once I relax, I will be surpassed by others in a matter of minutes." Sun Chenghai said without hesitation.
Li Tiancheng nodded secretly. This person seems to be a person who really cares about football. He is indeed one of his own!
Completely relieved, Li Tiancheng buried his head in his meal and stopped talking. Sun Chenghai didn't take it seriously either...
After finishing the meal, the two of them changed into water and juice and continued chatting.
"Brother Hai didn't seem to play yesterday." Li Tiancheng was really curious. Jose said in the information he gave him that he was already the main player last season, so why did he disappear in the first game of the new season?
"Didn't I go back to China to participate in the Asian Cup? I didn't participate in the pre-season training at all and I am recovering." Sun Chenghai poured juice for Li Tiancheng: "As a result, the national team was so messed up that I lost my place when I came back."
"But you, boy, just put up a satellite. That ball is really beautiful! Let those foreigners know that we Chinese people can also play football, and we can't just rely on hard work to be role players."
"I really made my brother angry. All my teammates are asking me about you. You are no longer so arrogant when talking about Chinese football. Brother, I really have to thank you. Come on," Sun Chenghai raised his juice.
:"cheers!"
"Ding!"
"What Brother Hai said is too exaggerated. These guys have deep-rooted discrimination against China. I don't believe that one goal can completely change them." Li Tiancheng took a sip and put down the cup: "I have been hitting them in the face for so many years.
, it didn’t make them fundamentally change their minds.”
"I don't have such high demands as you. It's enough that their overt discrimination has disappeared a lot now. It's enough to make me happy for a while." Sun Chenghai shook his head.
"Let's not talk about these troublesome things. Brother Hai, did you just say that the national team is a piece of cake?" Li Tiancheng took the initiative to change the topic. Things that cannot be changed temporarily should be regarded as long-term tasks. There is no need to say more now.
"The local Asian Cup!" Sun Chenghai sighed: "The whole of China is looking forward to winning the local championship and breaking the embarrassment of the Chinese men's football team having zero championships, but they lost again!"
"The runner-up is not bad." Li Tiancheng comforted him.