Fly only learned about this matter the day after returning home, through a television report.
He had to admit, when he first saw Wenger's evaluation of himself, he was somewhat at a loss.
But he quickly realized, what was there to be at a loss about!
After all, his performance this season was already above Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo.
In the end, Arsène Wenger was just stating an objective fact, what was the big deal?
Thinking of this, Fly took a deep breath, and instantly felt full of vitality.
Originally, due to the system's rating, he subconsciously felt that he still had a tiny gap with Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo.
After all, one of them had a FIFA rating of 90, and the other had a FIFA rating of 89.
Fly's system rating was 85, which translated to a FIFA rating of around 88. 88 is definitely less than 89 and 90.
Based on this, Fly felt that he still had a bit of a gap with Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo, but it wasn't much, and he would catch up soon.
But now, when he calmed down and thought about it again, was he really worse than these two?
You know, FIFA's rating is only for reference and cannot completely accurately reflect a player's true strength.
Why can Fly score so many goals now?
In the end, it's because he has reached the human limit in certain areas!
For example, speed.
Fly's speed is definitely the human ceiling!
Whether it's acceleration or top speed, it's the ceiling in football.
How high is this ceiling? Fly actually tested it privately.
To put it bluntly, Fly's current speed is the fastest among Asians, bar none.
No, to be precise, it's the fastest among non-Black people.
The fastest time Fly tested privately for the 100-meter dash reached 9.7 seconds, ranking third in human history.
His 100-meter dash with the ball also broke the 10-second barrier, entering the 9-second range.
Even if Fly's dribbling attribute increased to 99, his dribbling speed would be as fast as his off-ball speed, which is a 100-meter dash with the ball in 9.7 seconds.
With this speed alone, looking at the entire football world, he would be crushing everything!
It is important to note that the fastest person in the history of football with a recorded time is the Argentina player, Claudio Caniggia, known as the "Son of the Wind."
There are two claims for his 100-meter speed, one is 10.07 seconds, and the other is 10.23 seconds. The former is fast enough to participate in the Olympic 100-meter event and pass the first round of qualifiers, while the latter is also at the level of the Olympic B standard.
Whichever value is taken, Caniggia is the fastest player in football history with a recorded time.
The second fastest is Fly's current teammate, Walcott. Due to being teammates, Fly knows his exact 100-meter time.
Walcott's 100-meter time is 10.36 seconds, which is similar to the peak 10.3 seconds reported by the media, at least there is no significant error.
After that comes the peak Ronaldo's 10.4 seconds, Kaka's 10.5 seconds, Bale's 10.6 seconds, and Robben's 10.7 seconds.
There might be some other very fast players, but these players are basically ordinary players who are useless except for their speed, and Fly doesn't bother to remember them.
From this, you can see how ridiculous Fly's speed is, leaving the second fastest, Caniggia, far behind.
The peak Son of the Wind relied on his unreasonable speed to break through all defenses, let alone Fly, who is much faster than him?
Honestly, whether it's an ordinary player or a world-class player, there's actually no difference when defending Fly.
Fly only needs three steps: push the ball, accelerate, and overtake. The entire breakthrough process is completed.
The person marking Fly cannot stop his breakthrough at all, except by using fouling methods such as pulling and sliding tackles.
In this situation, Fly can forcefully create some one-on-one opportunities, and this kind of one-on-one opportunity cannot be achieved by anyone else in football except Fly himself.
With more forced one-on-one opportunities created, Fly's goal tally naturally increased accordingly.
In addition, Arsenal's schedule this season is indeed easier at the beginning and harder towards the end, with many weak opponents in the first half of the season.
This directly led to Arsenal having a lot of crushing victories, and with more crushing victories, the number of goals Fly, as a forward, could score naturally increased.
This is why Fly's current goal tally is unusually high.
A forward is ultimately a position that competes on strengths. Fly has an attribute strength that is off the charts, which allows him to score more goals with a lower overall rating.
Data like Fly's headers, crosses, and long passes are the main culprits that severely lower his overall rating.
However, these stats, except for headers, do not affect Fly's offensive methods as a forward.
And headers themselves are not that important in the Arsenal team, because Arsenal plays a ground passing and control style, and there are rarely direct overhead bombardments into the penalty area.
Most of the balls Fly receives are ground balls, so there is no need to use his heading skills.
This means that Fly's offensive shortcomings have not had a substantial negative impact on his stats.
After figuring this out, Fly suddenly felt that he had underestimated himself.
Wenger saw himself more clearly than he did, knowing how strong he is now!
"Isn't it just Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo? Since Professor has put out such strong words, am I, the person involved, going to back down?"
"No way, just do it!"
Just as Fly was about to go to the gym for recovery training, there was a sudden noise from the villa's door.
Fly originally thought he was being robbed, but as soon as the door opened, an extremely familiar figure suddenly rushed in.
"elder sister?"
Heaven knows how surprised Fly was when he saw the woman in front of him!
The person Fly thought was a thief was none other than his girlfriend, Taylor Swift.
What's going on? Didn't Taylor tell him she was very busy during this time and didn't have time to come to London?
Why did she suddenly come now?
"Hello, Darling, did you miss me?" Taylor looked around with her fox-like eyes, then took a few steps forward and rushed straight to Fly's front.
"Hmm, let me smell... Hmm... No scent of other women, not bad, you're a good boy." Pulling Fly's collar over, Taylor sniffed hard a few times with her nose.
Upon hearing Taylor's words, Fly finally realized why his girlfriend had suddenly come to London without notifying him.
It turned out to be a "surprise inspection"?
Thinking of this, Fly was speechless.
"elder sister, you don't trust me that much? How could I have an affair?" Fly rolled his eyes and said in an annoyed tone.
Taylor didn't feel awkward, she just snorted and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "What? This is my right as a wife, are you unwilling, Darling?"
Fly didn't dwell on the word "wife," otherwise they would be arguing for a long time again.
"Willing, willing, I just meant that my dear doesn't need to do this. We've been together for so long, doesn't elder sister know what kind of person I am?"
Taylor looked at Fly with her sky-blue eyes like a Persian cat and slowly said, "I know, I just can't feel at ease..."
"What's there to be uneasy about? I was in London for three years in the past, and my dear wasn't uneasy." Fly felt a bit inexplicable, nothing like this nonsense happened during the three years he was in the United Kingdom before.
Taylor rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Isn't it because Darling's fame is growing day by day? elder sister is afraid that one day I won't be able to hold onto you and you'll become like a kite with a broken string."
Speaking of this, Taylor added, "Oh, and those teammates of yours, don't think I don't know, the thing these famous players like to do most is go to bars and nightclubs, and then sleep with this woman today and that woman tomorrow. Aren't they afraid of getting sick!"
Fly guessed that Taylor had probably seen some gossip about some people in the Arsenal team outside the stadium, and then Taylor was worried that he would learn bad habits from them.
"Relax, I'm not a child anymore, how could I be so indecisive?" Fly took the white fluffy scarf from around Taylor's neck and hung it on a hanger nearby.
London in November was already very cold, and Taylor's nose was frozen red from the surprise inspection.
When Fly saw his girlfriend's red nose, he suddenly had a sense of "clown" déjà vu and couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.
"Ow, what are you doing?" A sound rang out, causing Fly to tremble all over. His subconscious reaction made him seem to recall a certain old friend who was good at singing, dancing, rapping, and playing basketball.
Of course, at this point in time, that old friend was probably not even in high school yet.
Taylor slapped away Fly's attack and continued the previous topic:
"You're not a child? Heh... Stinky brother, are you an adult now? Are you over 18?" Taylor glanced at Fly sideways, making a shameless expression.
Fly couldn't stand his girlfriend's provocation anymore. He suddenly pulled her whole body into his arms with force, and then sucked on those rosy lips.
Taylor was a little uncomfortable with the sudden attack, but she didn't resist. Instead, she grabbed Fly's upper arm with her hand and quietly enjoyed it.
The temperature in the entire room rose accordingly. Fortunately, Taylor stopped Fly at the critical moment, "No, I just got off the plane and haven't showered yet, I'm dirty."
Fly was a little impatient. He grabbed Taylor's wrist and led her to the sofa: "It's okay, we won't go to the bedroom, solving it on the sofa is the same."
Taylor originally wanted to refuse, but after seeing Fly's fervent and eager eyes, she finally agreed.
"Okay, keep it down, don't wake up the maids." Taylor was afraid that if she and Fly did something on the sofa, the noise would be too loud and alarm the maids upstairs.
If that really happened, Taylor said she would feel like she wanted to die from embarrassment.
Fly agreed readily, but in his heart, he didn't take it seriously.
The maids in London were all arranged by his mother, Annie. They were absolutely professional and would definitely not do anything that would embarrass the homeowner.
Without further ado, the lovers who hadn't seen each other for a while rolled together again.
Inside the room, spring gradually unfolded, flowers bloomed and fell... (100,000 words omitted here)
...
In the evening, Taylor and Fly ate dinner with rosy faces.
Although Taylor usually didn't eat dinner, she was indeed a bit tired after the intense exercise they had just done, so she made an exception and ate some.
Looking at the man sitting next to her who looked listless, Taylor poked him with her finger and then chuckled:
"Stinky brother, do you still dare to provoke your elder sister in the future?"
"As soon as elder sister exerts a little effort, you, the stinky brother, can only surrender obediently."
"Hehe... Be good, did you hear me? Don't be insolent here. You're still a long way from competing with your elder sister."
Hearing his girlfriend's mockery, Fly said weakly, "I'm still developing. Let you, this little woman, be proud for a while. When my divine achievement is perfected, I will definitely kill you until not a single piece of armor remains, and I will not let you go until you call me DADDY!"
"Tch~~~" Taylor pouted, dismissively, "It seems someone hasn't begged for mercy enough. It's okay, we'll continue tonight..."
Hearing this, cold sweat broke out on Fly's forehead. This was not good. He still needed to preserve his energy. How could he indulge in women?
At this moment, Fly seemed to have transformed into the greatest filial son in history and began to abstain from sex... No, the opposite of the greatest filial son, after all, the filial son himself only abstained from alcohol and didn't mention abstaining from sex at all!
He quickly found an excuse, saying that his schedule was busy recently and he couldn't indulge in matters of the bed.
Taylor rolled her eyes at Fly and didn't expose him.
After all, although she enjoyed making love with her lover, she also knew that her boyfriend was currently in a critical stage of his career.
Putting everything else aside, Fly was still developing and growing, and Taylor would not demand too much at this time.
She was not like the group of sluts from the NBA's best defensive family who only knew how to extract male vitality and completely disregarded the man's work.
As for her future husband, Taylor definitely hoped that Fly would have a perfect career.
At least she would not be a burden and would not hinder Fly from soaring.
Of course, this soaring is limited to work, limited to the football sport he is engaged in.
In life, Taylor will definitely keep the rope tight on Fly and not give him a single chance to let loose.