"Daily Mail: Arsenal defeats Chelsea 5-1, currently leading second-place Manchester United by 21 points with two games in hand."
"The Times: Arsenal easily takes down Chelsea at home, Fly breaks Cristiano's record."
"Sky Sports: Arsenal dominates Chelsea after the break, Chelsea players all in poor form."
"The Telegraph: Arsenal triumphs over Chelsea, Fly Adams in poor form, scoring only one goal."
"The Sun: Bosingwa suspected of staying up all night with a model on game day, listless on the field."
......
Upon learning about the media reports regarding his drastic decline, Fly smiled knowingly.
These journalists love nothing more than creating sensational headlines to attract traffic, and Fly was used to it.
They wouldn't rest until they fabricated a scene of utter chaos.
Opening his phone, Fly checked the results of Manchester United's recent match.
Manchester United defeated Sunderland 2-0 at Old Trafford, securing three points and maintaining the 18-point gap with Arsenal, having played one less game.
Fly didn't expect the mid-to-lower table Premier League teams to snatch any points from Manchester United.
He just hoped they wouldn't have a breakout performance when playing against Arsenal.
The League title race was now entirely in Arsenal's favor; as long as they didn't make foolish mistakes, it was practically a certainty.
Just then, Fly saw Sir Alex Ferguson's post-match interview.
After a quick glance, Fly knew the Scottish Old Man was completely cornered now.
Otherwise, the former him would never have said something so close to being defeated.
"I don't know what Chelsea was doing to be so humiliated by Arsenal; this is simply a disgrace!"
"Carlo is an excellent coach; his record at AC Milan proves that..."
"But I still want to say, this Chelsea team led by him is simply rotten!"
"If Chelsea continues like this, they are destined to win nothing this season!"
"I think Chelsea's owner should put some pressure on the team to motivate them to strive forward, instead of resting on their laurels."
"I don't believe the League title this season is already decided; Manchester United still has enough competitiveness."
"We will put enough pressure on Arsenal; I believe Arsenal will make mistakes themselves in the second half of the season, which has happened in the past few seasons..."
"Fly only scored one goal in this match? That's normal because this kid has been figured out by other teams, just as Ibrahimović said, his technical characteristics are not comprehensive, he has many weaknesses, and the reason he can score so many goals now is just because he possesses speed that others cannot match..."
"Aside from using speed to dribble and make runs, and having exquisite shooting skills, I don't see any other technical characteristics in this kid."
"A player like this, once studied more, can be quickly contained."
"Who is stronger compared to Cristiano? Without a doubt, it's Cristiano; I watched him grow, and no one knows his true strength better than me."
"I can tell you very clearly, Cristiano is at least one level stronger than Fly; he is much more comprehensive than this kid!"
Seeing Sir Alex Ferguson directly start instructing Chelsea through the media, Fly knew the red-nosed old man couldn't hold back anymore.
He was well aware that the mood of this short-tempered Premier League powerhouse was definitely not pleasant right now.
Putting himself in his shoes, if Fly saw his biggest competitor continuously achieving success, he would also be cornered.
"Messi, Cristiano Ronaldo, I hope to meet you in the Champions League in the second half of the season. In my previous life, I watched you play as a spectator; in this life, I will personally defeat you!"
......
December 30th.
The day before Fly's birthday, the 20th round of the Premier League began, and Arsenal traveled away to challenge Wigan Athletic.
This match was less than 48 hours after the game against Chelsea, which showed that the upcoming schedule would be incredibly packed.
Fly took a deep breath, ready to face the difficult future.
"elder sister, have you arrived?"
On the morning of the match day, Fly was waiting for Taylor's flight at London Heathrow International Airport.
Since Fly was using the private jet, Taylor flew to London on a commercial airliner this time.
Of course, given Taylor's status, she naturally booked the VIP cabin, occupying the entire space by herself.
"Arrived, just got off the plane, Hani, I see you..."
As soon as the words fell, a woman wearing sunglasses and a mask, fully armed, appeared in Fly's line of sight.
Fly stepped forward and embraced Taylor, taking her luggage and handing it to the bodyguard.
After getting in the car, Taylor immediately took off her mask and sunglasses, her Persian cat eyes fixed on Fly's face.
"elder sister, what's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Fly was a little puzzled by Taylor's gaze and reached out to touch his face.
"Nothing, I just want to see you more. I haven't seen you in a few days, I missed you so much..."
As she spoke, Taylor leaned into Fly's ear and breathed a warm breath onto it.
Fly didn't hesitate; without a word, he pulled Taylor into his arms and kissed her luscious red lips.
"Mmm~~~"
The driver, at the right moment, raised the partition between the front and back seats.
Seeing that the back seat had become a completely enclosed space, Fly and Taylor were about to get intimate.
Suddenly, Taylor seemed to remember something, her previously misty eyes instantly cleared, and she quickly pressed down on Fly's mischievous hands.
"Hmm? elder sister, what's wrong..."
Seeing Taylor, who was about to get into the mood, suddenly stop him, Fly's eyes showed a look of confusion.
Taylor poked Fly's forehead with her finger and said grumpily:
"Hani, did you forget that you have a match today?"
"The match is in the evening; if you have sex with me in the morning, won't it affect you?"
Hearing this, Fly finally came to his senses.
To be honest, if Taylor hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten about it.
After all, how could Fly restrain himself when facing a beautiful and charming celebrity girlfriend?
"Tsk tsk, you naughty boy, is it you playing the match or me playing? How come I'm even clearer about your match time than you are?"
Seeing Fly's sudden realization, Taylor knew her naughty boy had forgotten about this again.
"Hehe, it's okay, even if I forget, the people around me will remind me, it won't delay anything..."
Although Fly knew he was wrong, he definitely wouldn't admit it.
He took the opportunity to lightly touch Taylor's backside again, causing Taylor to roll her eyes repeatedly.
"Darling, why does your backside feel bigger?"
Whether it was an illusion or not, Fly always felt that Taylor's backside was rounder than before.
Taylor, on the other hand, sighed helplessly, with an expression of looking at a pervert, and complained:
"You naughty boy, are you only focused on these things when you're with me?"
"If you really care about these things, why don't you date women from the Kardashian family? Their two lumps of flesh in front and back are much bigger than mine..."
Hearing his girlfriend's sour tone, Fly immediately changed his attitude, saying with a serious expression and firm tone:
"What are you thinking? Am I such a vulgar person?"
"I wouldn't even bother to touch women from the Kardashian family; their whole bodies are artificial. I'm afraid if I make too much movement, their silicone will pop out."
Seeing her man constantly talking about "dirty" things, Taylor slapped his mouth with her hand.
"Bah, don't talk dirty here, even though we're doing dirty things, you can't say it out loud, understand?"
Fly nodded upon hearing this, although he also didn't understand why Taylor, who had such a strong sexual need, was so conservative in terms of language.
What's the deal?
Only allowed to do it, not say it, huh~~~
However, Fly said, "A good man doesn't argue with women." Since his girlfriend didn't let him say these things, he was too lazy to say them.
After returning to their home in London, Fly and Taylor had lunch, and then Fly went ahead to Kearney Training Base. The team would take a bus together at 3 p.m. to the Metropolitan Borough of Wigan in Greater Manchester, located in the northwest of England.
This is where Wigan Athletic is located.
Taylor would go to the stadium to watch the match before it started.
As for tickets, as a player's family member, that was never an issue.