Handsome position is not easy

Chapter 20
Last night's rain, which didn't stop until dawn, added a lot of gloomy gray color to the stone and brick walls of Lisbon.The sunshine failed to break through the heavy barriers of cumulus clouds, and the slightly dry heat in summer was also blocked from the sound of raindrops between the cornices, making Lisbon's morning quiet even quieter. With blowing cold pedestrian's nose.

The black Mercedes-Benz 600 SEL drove very silently onto the Lusso Bridge, which is still the longest cable-stayed bridge in Europe at this time, which is the only way from Lisbon to the Alcochete base.

Although the sound insulation is top-notch, you can still feel the wheels running over the stagnant water. Davral looks out of the window with some disgust. He doesn't hate rainy days, but according to the tradition of the Alcochet base, he was promoted to the next level Before echelon, you have to train with your former teammates for the last time.

Another day of tossing around in the sticky grass, messing up like a mud monkey on a happy day?Impossible, today I am going to train in a more elegant way, preferably with only two legs, and anyone who dares to mess up my hair with a high ball is ready to get kicked.

A smile gradually appeared under his black protective mask. Davral thought that today is the day when Pednio was kicked out of the Alcochete base. He was in a good mood, crossed his legs, and lay back on his seat Sitting on the chair, he began to close his eyes and meditate.

Suddenly he sat up abruptly, brushed his clothes and the back of his neck vigorously, his eyes were a little frightened, and he eagerly asked the old housekeeper on the co-pilot: "Old Alex, last time that bumpkin sat on me After leaving the car, have you cleaned it carefully? Huh?"

The old butler turned his head to Dufflar and nodded, and replied with a smile: "Master, don't worry, the inside of the car has been cleaned in all aspects. As for the seats, I have someone replace them with new ones."

Davral then lay back down with peace of mind. His father mentioned yesterday that Pednio would apologize to himself at the meeting this morning. Words in drafted manuscripts.

He touched the mask covering his nose, his eyes gradually turned cold.

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In the training ground to which the U9 echelon belongs, the students who have participated in the big exam have assembled. Paul Mensah and Russo Cesar are greeting the parents who are watching the ceremony. Some of them are industrialists and government officials in Lisbon. Don't dare to neglect.

Seeing the well-dressed Davral walking to the head of the line, Mensa ended the conversation and exchanged glances with the old butler standing beside him with his hands down.Then he smiled and walked to the stage in front of the students, slightly lowering his hands to signal for everyone to be quiet, and after saying a few opening remarks as usual, he got to the point.

"Today is very special, especially for those of you who have worked hard at the Alcochete base for so long. Today will be the joy of being promoted to a higher echelon, and there will also be parting. Come on, Coach Garcia , you are their coach for this year, so it is up to you to announce the results of this big exam." He gave up the middle seat and handed the report card to Garcia when he walked to the side.

Garcia was a little startled, but tried to hide his bewilderment as much as possible, stepped forward to nod to everyone, and then began to read:
"Davral Simodo, excellent, promoted to U12; Ricardo Pereira, excellent, promoted to U12; Tamaro Paoni, excellent, promoted to U12... Bristol, good, promoted to U12 ; Dickford, medium, staying in the team temporarily; Samuel, medium, staying in the team temporarily..."

The list has been read out, Pedeno's name is not in it, which is not beyond his expectation, and Ke Yang's name is not in it, which is something Garcia never expected.

Not being on the list means not being included in this batch of development plans of the Alcochet base, so wouldn't all the previous efforts be in vain?
He looked in the direction of Paul Mensa anxiously, not knowing what to say. The parents of the children whose names had not been read in the audience had already started to clamor, which made Garcia even more flustered.

Paul Mensa had anticipated this situation a long time ago, and hurried forward to replace Garcia, and said in a deep voice:
"Everyone, please be quiet! Sporting Lisbon is a top club in Portugal with a long history. The Alcochete base that provides the club with fresh blood has always adhered to the most important standard, that is, we only want the best.

I can understand everyone's feelings, but competitive sports are like this, survival of the fittest, no one can do anything about it.Our staff has already made preparations for the handover of the files in advance, and will not delay the children's next choice..."

Seeing that the crowd gradually calmed down, Mensa gestured towards Cesar secretly, and continued: "It is a pity that two children did not appear on the list. Jan Rodriguez, because before He was seriously injured in the confrontation match. After discussion with the coaching staff, it was decided to keep him in the team temporarily for observation as a special case.

And Pedeno Salvado, he caused some unpleasant things in the game, and I think he needs to come to his teammates and explain the problems to the coaches in person..."

Mensa's voice paused, Cesar had already led Pedeno to the side, and Pierre also quietly walked into the crowd of parents in the audience.Seeing the lost look of the Madeira boy above, the corners of Davlar's mouth raised, and the main event was about to begin.

He glanced sideways. The old butler was talking softly with Pierre. He felt Davlar's gaze on him. Alex turned his head and nodded slightly. Although his expression remained unchanged, the wrinkles under his cheeks showed A confident smile after the incident.

Pednio's lower eyelids were black and blue. Yesterday he listened to the sound of the rain and stayed up all night. His thoughts were twisting like thorns and cutting his brain. The rain stopped in the morning, but people didn't stop. His spirit was extremely listless.

When Cesar nudged him onto the stage, he felt like his legs were filled with lead and mercury. It was only a short distance of a few steps, but he couldn't move.

He lowered his gaze and scanned the crowd secretly, but did not see Yang's figure. The tense string in his heart loosened a little, but his legs began to shake uncontrollably.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of strange cold eyes in the audience, Peddenio's hands gradually trembled, the slightly crumpled paper was shaking in the wind, and he suddenly lost control. He grasped the piece of paper tightly, and his movements were extremely embarrassing.

Davral still upholds a full gentleman's demeanor, silently and complacently appreciating the scene that made him happy, the laughter of the people next to him ruined the atmosphere, and he abruptly stopped it with a gesture.

Dad told himself yesterday that as a winner, the only way to be superior is to be tolerant, and to be gentle to the begging of the weak, so that today's scene can be performed well.

A successful person must be elegant and polite even if he is knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow. He must hold a knife and fork and smile, and none of them can be missing.

Dufflar touched the broken nasal bone through the mask, carefully felt the burning and dull pain there, and took a deep breath.

Pedeno, your pain and confusion today is my sweetest dessert.

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Pednio looked at the faces of all beings in the audience and listened to the whispered urging of Coach Cesar beside him. He knew that there would be no miracle if he delayed, so he opened his lips with difficulty, using a slightly hoarse voice. The voice read the content on the letter paper in his hand.

"I, Pedeno Salvaldo, made the most serious mistake in the previous days of the assessment match. I beat up my echelon teammate and caused him injury and pain. The reason why this happened It was all because of my jealousy, because I was unbalanced... At the end of the game, I ordered... I ordered my friends to deliberately seek opportunities to collide with each other, and then I will wait for the opportunity to retaliate..."

Pednio lowered his head and clenched his teeth, and continued to read, but his back had already bent down quietly. In the eyes of others, this was a stoop under the oppression of regret and guilt, but for him, he was unable to face the truth The escape of the heart.

His voice was a little weak and hesitant, but he was caught by the microphone without saying a word. There were booing and laughing from the audience, and contemptuous eyes gathered in bunches.The loud voice and shame made him unwilling to watch and listen again, so he didn't know that someone ran all the way to the stage and stood squarely in front of him.

"Ped..." Yang only had time to call out his name, and put his hands on his knees and gasped for breath.

Pedeno raised his head suddenly, and when he saw Yang clearly, he felt his heart was grabbed by sharp claws, and he took two steps back abruptly. Before the tears overflowed his eye sockets, he turned over and staggered Footsteps left behind.

He whimpered and roared like a wounded beast, crawled, ran, and didn't even know the direction, just wanting to leave this place that stripped him of all his dignity quickly.

Pierre had already stopped in front of him, and Pedeno struggled desperately, but he still couldn't break free from his father's big hands binding the sail and the rope. He just listened to Pierre's comfort and persuasion with a blank face: " Peder, think again, after saying that we can leave, go back to Madeira, go back to Funchal, never come back here..."

Jose led Jan slowly to the side of the father and son. He couldn't bear to see Pedeno's eyes that had lost their luster, and said, "Brother, are you the father of little Pedro? In my opinion, How about letting the child solve the child's affairs? Let's talk about it..."

As he spoke, he pushed Yang forward: "Yang, please persuade little Peide, I will talk to his father."

Pierre stood up when he heard the words. He looked at the man with a sick face in front of him, and tried hard to suppress the idea of ​​scolding this man for meddling in his own business, but there was already a little impatience in his tone: "I and you There is nothing to talk about, this is our family's private matter, if you have anything else to say, let's talk about it after today's morning meeting."

Jose smiled faintly, and said: "Then let's bother you for a while, my wife told me a truth before, I don't know if you have heard of it...

Smart people are good at avoiding difficulties, but after hiding for a long time, it becomes a habit. As long as there is a setback and tribulation that cannot be avoided, it will be a complete failure.On the contrary, some of the idiots that people talk about, who can't dodge, knocked themselves out, have a bruised nose and a swollen face, but they are no longer afraid of these..."

"I fucking want you to teach these great principles? You know nothing, get out!" Pierre grabbed Jose's collar and pushed him away with his eyes wide open.

"I just want to tell you that Pedeno is a brave and upright boy, please don't label his life as cowardly and evasive!" Jose didn't get angry, smoothed his clothes silently, and said softly.

Pierre was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, but he still raised his legs and walked towards the crowd.

"You know a fart, you don't know anything to say these words..." He muttered in a volume that he could only hear, but when he picked up the letter that Pedeno dropped in a panic, he borrowed Bending down, he secretly wiped the corners of his eyes with his thumbs.

Pierre stood awkwardly in the middle of the stage, bowed vigorously, and smiled awkwardly before saying: "Everyone, I'm so sorry, my son Pednio is indeed very guilty about this matter, just now he felt innocent. Yan Zai faced his teachers, friends and classmates, so he had some emotional problems. I will read this letter of repentance for him..."

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