Football: Signing in at the beginning is a reactionary kick and a quick shot

Chapter 232

"Have a great night." Before everyone came to the Yong Road of the hotel room noisily, Chen Huan smiled and said to the dashing teammates who had gathered together to discuss where they should go in the evening, then reached out and opened the door and walked in.

"Didn't you invite Chen?" Rooney looked at Chen Huan's closed door and asked Luo Huo.

"I invited, but he was very resolute, just don't go, what can I do."

"Forget it, if you don't go, don't go, the people of the Dragon Kingdom prefer quiet." Rooney no longer struggled with this, he told everyone: "Now there must be reporters at the main entrance of the hotel and maybe even people from the coaching staff, and we slipped out of the back door of the hotel at 9 pm."

"No problem, see you later."

"See you later." After everyone finished speaking, they each returned to their rooms to rest as usual.

......

As soon as Chen Huan entered the room, he directly rushed up and jumped on the bed.

He took out his mobile phone, chose a ringing sound, and after playing it, he buried his head in the bed, not wanting to move.

Although he didn't play the whole game today, 80 minutes of high-intensity exercise still made his muscles all over his body very sore.

Among them is Chen Huan, who is almost full attendance this season and has been in Asia. During the opening of the Continental Cup, the league was maintained with the Asian Cup. The Continental Cup doubles, which is a high-intensity load for him or any professional footballer.

And today he performed so well, but he was replaced early by the manager, and there is a part of the reason why the coach wants to rest his body.

"Maybe get a personal therapist who can use a professional massage after each day to relieve my physical discomfort." Chen Huan thought so, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell asleep with the voice of the comedian in his ears.

......

By 9 o'clock, Liverpool had entered complete darkness.

Perhaps it was because Everton lost, or perhaps it was Chen Huan's ear-gagging celebratory gesture after scoring today, and there were no more drunk fans who came to the hotel to make a fuss that night.

"Squeak—" The

door to a suite opened from the inside, and Rooney, dressed in sweatshirt and sweatpants and a baseball cap on his head, poked his head out of the room and looked left and right.

A few seconds later, the doors of several other suites around also opened, and other Manchester United players who were almost dressed up appeared in the corridor.

"Walk around." Rooney waved his hand and led the players towards the back door of the hotel.

The journey went smoothly, and although it was greeted by several hotel staff, it was clear that these did not stop the hearts of the Manchester United players from wanting to play.

"I use the mobile phone app to order a few cars, but the door is not very easy to take a taxi..." Roho took out his phone and walked behind Rooney.

Rooney suddenly stopped, and Rojo, who lowered his head to manipulate the mobile phone, did not react, and directly hit Rooney's back, and the mobile phone almost fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" Roho raised his head, a little dazed.

Then he realized that not only Rooney stopped, but also several other players, Rojo looked in the direction of the back door, and the next second he only felt that his heart was about to stop.

Manchester United manager, the famous Dutch manager, Louis van Gaal is smiling at them with his mobile phone.

But at this moment, the smile on the Dutchman's face revealed a hint of anger.

"Come, share with me what are you going to do when you don't rest in the middle of the night? Also go through the back door. Van Gaal asked with a smile.

"Stunned..." Rooney couldn't answer, Rojo couldn't answer, and the other players were silent.

"Nothing to say? Then take a picture with me and smile at the camera. Van Gaal raised his phone again and spoke.

Rooney spun around in place and said as he walked in the direction of the room: "I seem to be sleepwalking, how did I get here from upstairs."

Luo Huo immediately followed and said to himself: "I am practicing a melodious walk in the hotel."

Valencia didn't have as many tricks as the first two, and he turned and left, not saying a word.

Van Gaal stood at the door and watched the players disappear into the stairwell, shaking his head helplessly and smiling.

There were many times, as now, when the Dutch coach felt that he was not the head coach of the team, but rather the teacher who managed this group of playful children.

"Alas, we can't go anywhere today." In the elevator, Rooney was a little disappointed.

The other players obviously had the same mindset and were all sullen.

"The manager is so cunning, he must have guessed that we were going to sneak out in the middle of the night, so where to block first, the Dutch are too cunning." Rojo complained.

......

Chen Huan saw the figures of Manchester United players who had just slipped out one after another through the cat's eyes on his suite door, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head when he withdrew his gaze.

He had just slept for an hour and a half, and the exhaustion in his body had disappeared a lot, and the tiredness had also disappeared a lot.

He turned on the TV and tuned into the Premier League live channel.

'Sergio Aguero was very desperate today, and the chance he had just shot was the one he got with repeated sprints.

'But on the kick at the goal, Aguero didn't control his strength and let the football fly, and we can see that Aguero himself regretted not getting the ball in.

The voice of the Premier League commentator rang out.

The live score showed that the match between Manchester City and Arsenal was almost over, but the two sides were still tied 0-0.

Chen Huan glanced up at the big screen, then picked up the mobile phone that had just been half-charged, and received several messages as soon as he opened it.

Friends congratulated him on his goal, the national football winning team urged him to send red envelopes, and of course, the most important thing was the congratulatory speeches of his parents and girlfriend.

Chen Huan returned one by one, and by the way, he dialed the phone with Timothy.

"Did you just wake up?" Timothy asked.

"How do you know?" Chen Huan was a little surprised.

"I see that you didn't reply to my message after you arrived at the hotel, I guess you are asleep, wait for Markovich to want to talk to you..." The

next second, Markovich's big voice sounded on the mobile phone, "Chen, we watched your game, you are really amazing, so can I take a piece of your jersey back?" "

Are you at my house?" Chen Huan asked rhetorically.

"Yes."

"Okay, then you let the teacher wait to help you install one." Chen Huan patted his forehead, and suddenly felt a little funny.

It's amazing that the young players of the women's football team, who are arch-rivals Manchester City, are half of their own fans.