The template of Madoka Kaname: I rose from adversity to the summit.

Chapter 80 You Don't Understand the World of the Lucky Ones (Nine Updates)

Yuan Meng provides the assist for the equalizer, and Vardy lives up to expectations by scoring the winning goal!

Leicester City have gone from a four-game winless streak to a four-game unbeaten run, securing a stable 9th place in the league standings.

In essence, Yuan Meng has become Ranieri's sharpest weapon in the Northern Expedition!

Oh dear, I don't deserve it!

Yuan Meng's mouth was crooked from smiling, but she pretended to cough twice and continued to look at the praise on social media.

As for some discordant voices, Yuan Meng simply ignores them and blocks them with a tap of her finger.

After drawing with Manchester United, Yuan Meng's Instagram followers officially surpassed 150 million, and her Twitter followers also approached 100 million.

Yuan Meng looks like she wants to hug and kiss Manchester United; she's getting a lot of attention!

You never know when Manchester United will give you a big surprise.

For example, their loss to a League Two team made everyone remember the name Grimsby.

Yuan Meng posted an update.

[Last time we narrowly lost to Chelsea, this time we drew with Manchester United. I'm evolving at lightning speed. Next time, be prepared to lose to a BIG6 team. Here I come!]

Many enthusiastic fans traveled long distances to leave messages on Yuan Meng's Instagram.

[Master Yuan, when will you be number one in the Premier League?]

[Yuan Shen, give me an electronic signature!]

[Available worldwide, please contact ******!]

Yuan Meng saw through it at a glance; the last one was fake news.

Because the phone number is unreachable.

In short, the fans are too enthusiastic to reply to everyone.

Yuan Meng selected a few fans who spoke her hometown dialect to reply to.

He also uploaded videos of himself and his teammates spinning around, and now there are more than 20 spinning videos. Yuan Meng really can't think of any new tricks to come up with.

As the timeline shifts, a boy in São Paulo, not yet 17 years old, starts paying attention to Yuan Meng.

When he discovered Yuan Meng's Instagram, it was as if a ray of light shone into his world.

He really liked the spin, especially the inside-of-the-foot spin, but his coach told him he should learn more practical techniques like the Marseille spin.

Now someone has proven that his decision was right, that the ridicule of those around him was meaningless, and that he would stick to his principles!

This determined young man is named Anthony.

"Yuan, how wonderful it would be if we could play football together someday!"

After thinking about it, Anthony tagged Yuan Meng and left a message.

@Yuan.M

Yuan, your video gave me tremendous courage. One day I will become a player like you. I am your fan, forever!

However, Yuan Meng received so many private messages every day that this message was quickly buried in the sea of ​​messages.

Lincolnshire.

The sky was still covered with a thin layer of mist in the early morning.

Yuan Meng arrived at the invitation and found herself in a tranquil manor where the Vardys lived.

Yuan Meng walked straight ahead. To her left were stacks of harvested hay, presumably indicating that some livestock were kept on the estate. To her right was a two-story wooden house, meticulously painted, looking clean and elegant.

There was a figure next to the wooden house. Yuan Meng smiled and went up to greet him, "Jamie, good morning!"

"Hey! You're lucky, the weather's nice today!"

Yuan Meng looked at the gray sky and asked, "What's so good about it?"

"You'll see in a minute." Vardy took out a tray and called into the house, "Rebecca, Yuan's here, bring out breakfast!"

Unsurprisingly, it was a typical English breakfast: beans, fried eggs, bacon, and fruit.

Yuan Meng wasn't picky; he was a notorious glutton in the team, and no food could escape his mouth.

After breakfast, we chatted for a while, and then the sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the earth.

"By the way, why did you invite me here?" Yuan Meng was still confused. Vardy had suddenly called him last night.

"Look what this is!" Vardy suddenly pulled out a fishing rod. "There's a good spot around here."

"fishing?"

That makes sense. Vardy built a whole estate, so he must love rural life. It's only natural that he enjoys fishing.

Yuan Meng had never fished before and was very interested in giving it a try.

He borrowed a fishing rod from Vardy, and the two of them, carrying bags and packages, drove towards a tributary of the Wesham River.

Less than a ten-minute drive later, the two arrived at the river, where the water was clear and bright with a hint of brown.

"The water quality here is so good?" Yuan Meng couldn't believe her eyes.

"This isn't some polluted river that needs cleaning up," Vardy replied casually, and began setting up various fishing tackle and preparing bait.

This was Yuan Meng's first time fishing, and the tangled fishing line almost made him dizzy.

Vardy helped him attach the float, hook, and bait, and looked at the river with some anticipation.

"What we eat for lunch depends on our skills."

"Okay!"

The two of them sat on the riverbank, chatting idly.

Vardy appeared very professional, looking every bit the seasoned angler, measuring the water depth, adjusting the rod, and baiting the area.

I can do everything anyway.

He also prepared two fishing rods, clearly wanting to show off his skills.

Yuan Meng looked rather dazed, holding the pole and staring at the water's surface.

"Why is the float moving? Does that mean we've caught a fish?" Yuan Meng asked, pointing to the river.

"How could it be so fast?" Vardy glanced at it, then suddenly his eyes widened. "It really has a mouth?"

"Who am I? What should I do? Pull the rod?" Yuan Meng was a little flustered and suddenly pulled the fishing rod.

"No!" Vardy quickly dissuaded him, "Let's play the fish first!"

late!

Yuan Meng had already pulled up a fish, and the two stared at each other, one big and one small.

"This is?"

Vardy was somewhat surprised by the speed at which the fish opened its mouth, but understood instantly when he saw it.

"This is a redfin carp, which is very common in this area. No wonder it took a bite right away."

"Judging by its size, it's still a baby. Let's put it back."

"OK." Yuan Meng was still basking in the joy of catching her first fish and casually released it back into the water. "You're too small, call your mother."

The red-finned carp seemed to understand, and soon—

"Jamie, here we go again. How are you playing the fish?"

"Don't pull hard. Keep the pole upright and tilt it in its direction—"

Before she could finish speaking, Yuan Meng had already pulled the fish up.

He scratched his head: "Sorry, I used too much force."

"Let me tell you, it's because the fishing rod and line are of good quality, otherwise the fish would definitely have gotten away!"

The two of them took a closer look and found that the redfin carp was quite beautiful. Its body was silvery-white and shone with a cool light in the winter sun. Its scales were fine and neat, and its lateral line was clear.

Most importantly, it's slightly larger than the palm of your hand, so it can be stored!

Yuan Meng stared at the red-finned carp in the fish bucket, very satisfied.

The little red-finned carp really did call its mother over.

"It would be great if I could catch some other kinds of fish," Yuan Meng muttered to herself.

Vardy said with a smile, "The perch is our main target. It has tender white flesh and can be grilled, fried, or served with curry."

call out!

Yuan Meng accidentally pulled up another one.

"Jamie, your fishing line is really good quality."

Vardy's expression was priceless. He leaned closer to take a look. The fish had two dorsal fins, an olive-green body, and several dark vertical stripes on its side. It really was a perch.

He was a little puzzled.

"Why isn't this fish startled?"

"Why isn't this fish struggling?!"

Then the perch would object.

"Did that upright ape on the shore make me resist?"

"My head had just poked out of the water when I was slammed back onto the shore. My head is still ringing."

"I've been in this river for so long, when have I ever seen such a brute?"

Yuan Meng looked curiously at Vardy's fish tank: "Jamie, you prepared such a big tank, how come you haven't caught a single fish?"

Vardy's forehead veins bulged, and he stubbornly retorted, "You got lucky; I relied entirely on my skill."

Time flew by and it was noon.

Yuan Meng held a bucket full of fish and slowly selected them.

The redfin carp has too many bones, so let's just release it.

The fish had too much mucus, making it difficult to process, so I released it.

Yuan Meng kept only three fish for later, and released the rest.

After doing all that, he looked at Vardy's fish tank: "Jamie, your redfin koi is probably still in kindergarten. Release it."

Vardy was very reluctant to part with it, clutching the box with both hands, veins bulging on his hands, trying to defend his last shred of dignity.

Yuan Meng ruthlessly pulled him away and released the only red-finned carp in the box back into the river.

Vardy was on the verge of tears.

In the end, it was the Air Force that won.

However, he denied it, saying that catching a baby fish and then releasing it doesn't mean he was "airing out" (i.e., failing to catch the fish).

Yuan Meng patted his shoulder to comfort him, "It's okay, I believe in your skills, I'll come with you again next time."

Vardy nodded, touched.

[An opportunity to gain favors has been detected. The host has not changed their binding this month. Would you like to bind Vardy as your target for learning from him?]

Huh?

This function is available?

Yuan Meng decisively changed her bindings.

[Target for learning from Vardy has been selected]

[Grace Quest: Help Vardy complete the "Explosive Armor" achievement.]

[Reward: Vardy Favor *2]

That might be a bit difficult!