I'm an almighty star

Chapter 1524 Mr. Mo, be careful, be careful
"Master Mo, happy 100th birthday."

"It's been a few days before my birthday, Xiao Linzi, when will you ask me to be the head coach of your national team?"

"This one……"

A few days have passed, and Lin Shaocong still hasn't fully thought it through.

As many netizens said, if Mo Bai really wants to play in person, who can take the responsibility.

Mr. Mo is 100 years old, and he is even a legend in Huaguo.

Don't say anything big, even if he breaks something, he will be scolded to death by thousands of netizens.

If it's more serious, then it's over, and his position as the chairman of the football committee has also come to an end.

It's just that the matter about the head coach of the national team cannot be delayed, so Lin Shaocong had no choice but to go to Mo's mansion and visit Mo Bai himself.

No, just as Lin Shaocong opened his mouth, Mo Bai directly talked about the head coach of the national team.

"Mr. Mo, you are too straightforward."

"Isn't that why you came here? Are you really wishing me a happy birthday?"

"Hehe, Mr. Mo is really humorous."

Lin Shaocong smiled awkwardly, thought for a while, and said, "With Mr. Mo's reputation, status, and professional ability, of course we unconditionally support you as the head coach of our national team."

"This is what you said."

"I said."

"Okay, wait for me to post a Weibo."

"Weibo?"

"Yes, you wait for a while."

"Ok."

Lin Shaocong took a few sips of tea, and after a while, saw that Mo Bai had finished posting Weibo, and continued: "But..."

"What?"

Mo Bai turned his head, a little puzzled: "But what but, do you still have but?"

"What we mean is that although we agree to hire you as the head coach of our national team, you must also agree to several conditions."

"There are still conditions. Is it to lead our national team to win the championship?"

"Not this one."

Lin Shaocong shook his head.With the current strength of the national football team, let alone winning the World Cup, it is a question of whether they can qualify for the group stage.

"what is that?"

"What we mean is that you can only be the head coach and nothing else."

"I'm going, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Ah, I was just about to say that you said you were going to post on Weibo."

"Okay, look, I've posted on Weibo."

Handing over the Dabai tablet, Lin Shaocong trembled and almost fell.

"I am very happy to announce one thing to everyone. Lin Shaocong, chairman of the Huaguo Football Committee, has hired me as the head coach of the national football team."

This is the first Weibo.

Lin Shaocong is going to be confused. Didn't he just talk about his intentions? When did he officially hire Mo Bai as the coach of the National Football Association?

Of course, this is not the crux of the matter.

Anyway, the Central Committee of the Football Committee unanimously agreed to Mo Bai as the head coach, and now he announces that there is nothing wrong with it.

But what about the second Weibo, about Mo Bai, the first player in the national football roster?

He came today because he didn't want Mr. Mo to play football in person.

Fortunately, he has already compiled the national football squad, and the first player is himself.

"Congratulations, Mr. Mo."

"Long live Mr. Mo."

"I look forward to Mr. Mo leading our Hua Guo team to the top 8."

"No, we must break into the top four."

"It's best to win a championship."

Although we know that this is impossible, none of us have any ideas.

However, when they saw the second Weibo post, they were astonished just like Lin Shaocong.

"The squad for the national team, Mo Bai."

"Fuck me, Mr. Mo must have written it wrong. He is the head coach, not a player."

"What's wrong with writing, Mr. Mo is clear-headed, how could he write wrongly, he is a player."

"Yes, Mr. Mo wants to be the head coach and also play football in person."

"Well, whatever you are afraid of, Mr. Mo really played in person."

The crowd burst into tears.

They had long guessed that it was impossible for Mr. Mo to be the head coach.

Unexpectedly, he really played in person.

Of course, if he was young, everyone would have liked him to play.

But now Mr. Mo is 100 years old.

Playing football at the age of 100 is not a joke.

"Mr. Mo, be careful, be careful."

"Mr. Mo, you are already 100 years old, so don't compete with young people."

"Mr. Mo, it doesn't matter if you play or not. The green field has already proved your legend."

A group of netizens tried to persuade Mo Bai.

Compared with Mo Bai playing, they cared more about Mr. Mo's body.

"Look, Mr. Mo, your fans, all the fans are trying to persuade you."

"There is no persuasion, you don't know, they are not persuading, they actually want me to play in their hearts."

"Mr. Mo, stop playing, okay? You are 100 years old. You have been playing for decades, why do you still want to play?"

"It's impossible not to play, and it's impossible not to play for a lifetime. If not, what would I do as your head coach at 100 years old."

"Mr. Mo, do you really want to play?"

"of course."

"Are you sure?"

"Affirmative and firm."

"But your body?"

"What's wrong with my body, or else, we'll be singled out."

"I dare not."

"Don't dare, if you tell me to, do it. Come on, put on your clothes, let's make gestures."

Without any explanation, Mo Bai asked Lin Shaocong to change into his sportswear.

"Mr. Mo, what do you want to play?"

"Aren't you a professional boxer? Just make a few boxing gestures."

"Don't... Mr. Mo."

"What, start now."

boom……

With a start, Mo Bai punched him with a left uppercut.

"Oh, Mr. Mo, this is a sneak attack."

"What is sneak attack, I said it started, how is it, does it hurt?"

"It hurts."

"It's good if it hurts, right uppercut."

While talking, Mo Bai punched him with another right uppercut.

"Mr. Mo, why didn't you play your cards according to the routine? You called me just now."

"Okay, listen to you, start as you say."

After being punched twice in a row, Lin Shaocong was also beaten out of anger.

Just as he was about to start, there was a bang, and Mo Bai slammed it again.

"Mr. Mo, I haven't started yet."

"Didn't I say it earlier?"

"So you were just kidding me."

"Now I know, give me another punch."

Lin Shaocong instantly had a panda eye.

"Mr. Mo, you are really ruthless."

"What kind of ruthless hand? This is [-]% of my strength. If you are really ruthless, you will be crippled."

"I don't believe it."

"Bang...do you believe me now?"

"I believe it, I believe it."

"It looks very reluctant, give me another punch."

"Mr. Mo, I really believe it."

"It doesn't look like it, come again."

Mo Bai punched again.

In just ten minutes, Mo Bai punched and punched.

"Mr. Mo, I believe it, I really believe it."

"Mr. Mo, you are really a young swordsman, and your prestige is still the same as before."

"Don't fight, don't fight, can't I agree with you to play football in person?"

If he didn't call to stop, Lin Shaocong was afraid that he would be KOed by Mo Bai.

Grandma, is this still a 100-year-old man?
The power of this heavy punch is almost the same as that of a professional boxer, no, it is even more powerful.

(End of this chapter)