Football: My AI System Provides Max-Level Predictions

It's wise to guard against others.

Agüero is worried that if he gets injured and is away from the field, his competitor Bony might climb up the ranks.

Putting himself in Bony's shoes, Bony compares himself to Agüero and likewise, won't pass on his running insights and other forward techniques to a competitor.

Otherwise, the scenario of the apprentice surpassing the master is continuously playing out in the European professional league fields!

During the hour and a half morning training session, Bony's gaze never left Tang Long.

Tang Long was doing leg stretching warm-ups, and Bony was watching him;

Tang Long was juggling the ball for warm-up, and Bony was watching him;

Tang Long was doing shuttle sprints, and Bony was watching him!

When Tang Long was practicing long passes, Bony was even more focused on studying his leg movements.

Even when Tang Long got tired and went to the sideline to drink water, Bony's gaze still followed his figure.

And during the last 20 minutes of the internal match.

Bony, wearing a substitute player's vest, continuously observed Tang Long, who was on the main team.

Assistant coach Rein had to whistle multiple times to remind Bony, "What are you doing? Run, are you playing or spectating?"

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At noon, there were few people in the Manchester City Club's cafeteria.

Players who had just returned from Turin the night before were fatigued from the journey.

Many people went straight home after training and showering.

Especially those with families who wanted to return home for a wonderful meal prepared by their wives.

As a singleton, Tang Long maintained his habit of eating lunch at the club cafeteria every day.

He was dipping wheat bread into a plate of light mushroom soup while reminiscing about the tomato sauce spaghetti Dilata cooked for him in London.

Suddenly noticing someone sitting opposite him.

Looking up, he saw Bony smiling at him with a flattering grin.

"Bony, is there something you need?" Tang Long asked.

"Nothing really, just happened to bump into you here while eating."

Bony scratched his head.

His clumsy excuse made the encounter seem even more deliberate.

"Alright, let's eat together then."

Tang Long continued focusing on his bread and mushroom soup before moving on to devour a plate of steak.

After the meal, Tang Long noticed Bony still following him and even voluntarily offering to drive him home.

Since Tang Long hadn't had time to get a driver's license since arriving in the United Kingdom, usually Ranocchia would give him a lift or he'd take a taxi, so hearing Bony offer to drive him home, knowing Bony must have motives, he welcomed the convenience and simply agreed.

The car moved along the wide asphalt road.

Outside the car windows was the gloomy sky commonly seen on the English peninsula.

Bony was driving while using his peripheral vision to glance at Tang Long sitting in the passenger seat.

Yet, he stayed silent, seemingly wanting to speak but holding back.

"Go on, what is it you want from me?"

Tang Long straightforwardly broke the awkward silence.

Bony swallowed a mouthful, causing his Adam's apple to move deeply.

He told Tang Long that since Agüero had just completely played the match with Juventus in the Champions League group stage, Pellegrini might rotate the squad and start Bony in the upcoming weekend match against Aston Villa.

"That's good news, Bony," Tang Long said calmly, "Don't you want to play and score?"

"But I'm afraid that once I'm on the field, I won't be able to score."

At a red light, Bony gently applied the brakes, and the car slowed to a halt before the line.

"That depends on your ability. Opportunities are always given to those who are prepared." Tang Long hinted.

The red light lasted 60 seconds, with the numbers decreasing.

For Bony, it seemed like the longest struggle in his life!

In those brief 60 seconds, memories of the hardships and pains from his 10-year professional career played out like a movie in Bony's mind.

In that short red light, he recalled the struggling years in the slums of Côte d'Ivoire.

From leaving that place, heading to Europe as a professional player, fighting to find footing amidst racial discrimination, to step by step battling and being suppressed, finally becoming notable in Swansea with the ultimate goal of being the world's best striker, joining the long-admired powerhouse, Manchester City.

Yet due to few playing opportunities, constantly missing golden chances, he was mocked as the most failed transfer in Manchester City's history.

His confidence was trampled at will!

As the green light appeared, Bony suddenly floored the accelerator, and his Audi Q7 roared forward!

Bony was roaring too!

"I refuse to accept this, I'm not satisfied, I want to climb higher!"

"Tang! Help me, or else let's just die today!"

At this moment, the car was driving along a river dike, not even 50 meters ahead was a sharp turn, Bony rashly kept pressing the accelerator without slowing down;

Just as the car was about to rush out the embankment, he suddenly spun the steering wheel, nearly overturning the Q7, which wobbled and parked by the roadside.

Bony was clearly shocked by his foolish actions!

He broke into a sweat, his heart pounding, his back drenched.

He turned his head, nervously looking at Tang Long with eyes full of apology.

Tang Long also got quite scared.

He grabbed his seatbelt with one hand and patted Bony's back with the other.