number one striker

Chapter 125
Caesar forgot that the Italian Super Cup will be held in BJ, China. When he heard the news, his mouth opened wider than anyone else.

"Why are you so surprised?" Zanetti looked at Caesar with some amusement. The team just informed them to prepare their bags and take off tomorrow.

Caesar hurriedly put away his expression, so as not to be seen by Mourinho that he didn't even know where the Super Cup venue was.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious. What kind of country will China be?" Caesar narrowed his eyes, why did he suddenly have a feeling of returning to his hometown?

Zanetti shrugged: "This is the first time the Italian Super Cup will be held in Asia, and I'm looking forward to it."

That wretched man from Quaresma came over, and he winked at Caesar and said, "I heard that Asian girls are easy to pick up. A friend of mine who has been to China told me that no matter whether you have money or not, as long as you are a foreigner, if you sit in a bar, there will be a lot of girls around you."

Caesar pouted, choosing to ignore Quaresma's irrefutable truth.This calf ran to urge Balotelli again, saying that he must have a good time when it comes to BJ.

In the afternoon, the team was on vacation for half a day, and Caesar returned to the hotel alone.In terms of preparations, he didn’t have much preparation, this time he went to BJ, besides the competition, he also wanted to have a good meal.

However, in Mourinho's view, overeating and hanging out in nightclubs are also unforgivable, and Caesar began to make plans.

In the evening, he had dinner with Varga. Although the two did not develop to the last step, they looked at each other with love and primitive desire in their eyes.

Caesar sometimes feels strange. Last time when he was in Sweden, Varga was urgently called back by his parents because of his affair with him.But this time, she ran out to date Caesar every day, so why didn't Varga's parents object.

Is it because Caesar joined Inter Milan, his salary and popularity have increased a lot?
Forget it, don't think about it, you will feel very embarrassed if you think about it.

The 10-hour flight from Milan to BJ was a huge ordeal for Caesars.

Cesar was sitting in front of Caesar and was concentrating on a book. Caesar leaned over and asked, "What are you reading?"

"The Three-Body Problem, a book written by the Chinese."

"Does it look good?"

"This book has changed my view of Chinese people. The person who wrote this book must be a super genius." The goalkeeper Cesar looked serious, which aroused Caesar's interest in this book.

So these boring ten hours were spent by reading.

After getting off the plane, Quaresma watched in surprise as Caesar pulled Cesar and said something he didn't understand.

What are "Three-Body World", "ETO", and "Dark Forest".

"Since when did you become a bookworm?" Quaresma leaned over and listened for a long time but couldn't understand.

"Tch, you don't know anything about cultural people." Caesar's back made Quaresma want to rush up and kick him.

When he came to the arrival hall, Quaresma felt dizzy.

Why so many people?

And all of them are wearing Inter Milan jerseys!
Is this all here to pick up the plane?
Quaresma pointed to the cheering fans and turned around in surprise. Balotelli had already walked towards the beautiful female fans with open arms.

"I love China!" Quaresma followed closely behind, and then Zanetti, Cesar, Lucio, Eto'o, Sneijder and other generals came out one after another, attracting fans to climax.

"This is China, a magical country." Caesar walked behind, and Mourinho walked side by side with him. "They have the best fans and the largest population in the world, but they play football like shit."

Caesar deeply agreed, and just about to say something, he heard the deafening cheers of "Mourinho", "Mourinho".

Damn, how come your popularity is so high.

The easy-going Zanetti and others eagerly signed autographs and took photos with the fans. After searching for a long time, Caesar couldn't find a fan calling for him or holding up his jersey, so he ran to the bus in despair.

Quaresma and Balotelli, two beasts with hickey marks on their faces, were lying on the seats with exhausted faces.

"Ah, Mario, I really want to live in China forever."

"Me too."

Virtue!

When we arrived at the hotel, another group of fans were waiting there.

The teenager Thornton looked out the window longingly: "I didn't expect that there would be our fans in such a distant China."

My friend Balotelli said carelessly: "Davide! Not many of these fans know you!"

Thornton said unconvinced: "Mario, just wait, sooner or later I will let them all cheer for me!"

Zanetti touched his head: "Well said, the future of our club depends on you."

After a long journey, the players are already very tired.

Mourinho didn't bother them anymore, and everyone went into the room to catch up on sleep.

In the evening, Caesar woke up from his deep sleep.

As a result, when he looked up, he saw a few dark shadows sitting on another bed, which made Caesar jump.

"Fuck! What are you doing?!"

Caesar turned on the light, and Balotelli, Quaresma, and Muntari were timid and didn't know what to arrange.

"Tsk, please keep your voice down," Balotelli said dissatisfied.

Quaresma didn't take it seriously: "Luther is also a beast, and he won't let off any underage models. Wouldn't it be better for him to come together?"

The matter of Caesar and Varga was publicized by the lace media, and the teammates naturally knew it very well.

"This guy likes men, why take him?" Balotelli asked, but Muntari asked, "How did you know?"

"Uh..." Balotelli was speechless, he couldn't tell them that Caesar had stripped him of his underwear.

Quaresma winked at Caesar and said, "Boss is out for a press conference. He's not in the hotel. Do you dare to hang out with us?"

Caesar is not very interested in beautiful women now, he wants to eat more delicious food.But with these animals helping to cover, Mourinho probably wouldn't care about his eating and drinking.

So several people secretly ran out of the hotel.

"Which one to go first?" Balotelli asked impatiently.

As a result, several people looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said a word.

Caesar couldn't help asking: "Is this your plan? Run out on the street to drink the northwest wind?"

Quaresma blushed: "I can't understand Chinese, can I make a hammer plan?"

Caesar couldn't help sighing, found a taxi on the side of the road, and took the three of them into the car.

"Master, Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant!"

The three of Balotelli looked at each other in blank dismay. What kind of birdsong did this guy speak?
Caesar turned around: "Don't worry, I have learned Chinese, this time I will take you to a good place."

Only then did the three of them smile happily, and Muntari rubbed his fists and said, "I just said it's a good idea to bring Luther along."

Caesar looked at the lewd expressions of the three with a smile, and it will definitely be more exciting in the future.

(End of this chapter)