football king

After all, it is not the first time to come to the national team. Mordred has lost a lot of restraint and made a lot of suggestions.

The team they were playing against was not a third-rate team. Camacho originally wanted the national football team to play around Mordred, but this view was rejected by Mordred.

It's not that the teammates haven't grown up. Playing around him is definitely the advantage and the most convenient.

But this is not good for the long-term development of the National Football Team, just like his previous life.

After he broke his leg, the whole club plummeted, why?It is because no one can take his place, and investing all resources in one person is simply the worst thing to do in its view.

Before Mordred came, he made a detailed physical plan for them and sent it to everyone.They are just like the material that Real Madrid saw in the dressing room of Chris, each of them showed their big eyes of Kazlan.

"Is there anything else you don't know?" Hao Junmin looked at the picture in his hand, from personality to movement trajectory. If the future technology develops to simulate battles, importing this information, Hao Junmin feels that there will be no difference with me. not the slightest difference.

Mordred has long been used to their appearance, "I don't know how to be a goalkeeper, so I leave it to you to keep the goal."

Li Weifeng, who carefully read the entire document, scolded with a smile: "You don't have any sense of seriousness, it's thanks to those media who praise you every day without conscience."

Mordred smiled and did not refute, but picked up the topic of training again.

"Your body planning is not very good. I wanted to tell you last time, but I'm afraid you won't believe me without professional information." Mordred nuzzled and motioned them to read the information, and continued: "This information is specially made by me according to your body, and the training table will be made according to each of you's physical fitness."

"As long as you can persevere, you will definitely be able to raise your physical fitness to another level."

The commercialization of some parts of the national football team is too successful, while some parts seem to be ignored.

The most important thing among them is physical planning. He even doubts whether those physical coaches are living with money. These people's physical functions have not been fully tapped.

It's too late to tell them these things now, the best time for body shaping has passed.

But more or less, something can still be deducted, and Mordred does not intend to let go of these corners and corners, at least the accumulation is also a quantitative increase.

"How long will this last?" Gao Lin couldn't help asking after looking at the training plan above which was double that of the fitness coach.

As soon as the words came out, Mordred glanced at him in surprise, and then said: "Of course until retirement. As long as training this kind of thing does not exceed the physical function, it will only benefit us and will not cause harm."

At this time, Li Weifeng, the captain, also discovered the problem, and looked at Mordred with some dumbfounding, and said, "You won't let us start these trainings suddenly, will you? Then I can only say that you overestimated our bodies a little bit." level."

Mordred, who was absolutely confident in his information, subconsciously wanted to refute, and then he realized something.

Looking up at the expressions of the crowd, many of them were helpless, and some even didn't show it on their faces, and they could tell dissatisfaction just by looking at them.

Mordred knew that it was too early for his body shaping plan to come out. It may be that he was given the illusion in the Real Madrid dressing room during this period. Whether it is Mourinho or the big brothers in the dressing room, facing him Suggestions will be considered.

After he gradually stopped playing tricks, the behavior of rubbing and rubbing him in the locker room all day became less, and a series of chain reactions made him swell... How could he forget that he has no words in the national team? Right?

Mordred leaned back on the backrest, with no displeasure on his face when the plan was refuted, he still waved his hands with a smile and said: "Look, I'm just giving you a suggestion anyway, anyway, training is only beneficial. It's bad."

Slowly everyone's expressions eased, at least not forced.

What's more, Mordred's status in the national team is not enough for him to order them, and they naturally eased up when they knew it was not an order.

Zheng Zhi knew the personalities of these teammates of the national team best. Seeing Mordred expose the crisis so lightly, even he couldn't help but take a high look.

Just like helping the kids.

Zheng Zhi put his arms around Mordred's shoulders, and said with obvious disgust: "You think we are you, training so hard every day? Do you say that you call training every day? You call it exciting."

Hearing Zheng Zhi's words, everyone also thought of Mordred's training posture in the last training camp, and then looked at the information in their hands...

Compared with Mordred's training volume, this information is like playing to complete this information.

Thinking about it in this way is smoother, and there is still dissatisfaction there.

"Walk around, go eat, go eat, I'll clean up the dust for you today, don't disappoint."

The incident just passed away, and no one mentioned it again.

It’s just that after Mordred’s secret decision this time, neither the status of the national team nor the status of the Real Madrid locker room can be lost. Victory can’t let him drag a group of people away alone. He dragged his feet.

It's just that it can't be said now.

During this home training session, Mordred was finally able to experience the customs of this ancient country.

There is a lot to feel the customs, but he really dare not feel the human feelings...

Because the fans were too enthusiastic, Mordred couldn't bear it at all, and he also felt the weight of the four words of a populous country again.

Another feeling is... It is really hard to adjust the time difference.

When everyone was laughing and laughing, he nodded like a sleepy dog.

After the time difference was adjusted, Mordred showed everyone his strength again, what is a training madman.

Even if he didn't live up to it, he didn't dare to take a walk beside Mordred when he saw Mordred working so hard.

Camacho also breathed a sigh of relief, the national team is indeed not easy to lead, and it is much better to have Mordred as a positive teaching material.

Before going to bed at night, Mordred started talking on the phone as he had agreed with Chris.

"Is it day or night on your side?"

"You don't know if it's day or night?" Chris sat in the locker room with a smile on his lips that couldn't be suppressed.

The teammates next to him felt a toothache when they saw it. It was fine for the two of them to eat dog food together every day. If they were not together, they could still eat dog food in the air.

"It's night on my side, I'm going to sleep, your training should be over." Mordred smiled at the wall, and thought that the wall was his beloved.

"Just after training, you called me before I called you."

"Could it be that there is a tacit understanding?" Mordred deliberately used Chinese in the last sentence. Although Chris is also learning Chinese, in order to better understand Mordred, this kind of twisted words is not in his mouth. within the scope of the course.

"What do you mean?"

"I love you." Mordred's blue eyes were already laughing out of sight.

He didn't lie. In ancient times, a tacit understanding was an expression of love.

This little bit of euphemism made both of them feel as if they had eaten honey, and their hearts were warm.

In fact, Chris's national team is also playing in the qualifiers, but the European qualifiers are a few days later than him. Just as he returned, Chris was going back to Portugal.

But they all know what it feels like to fight for the country, so there is nothing they can do about separating the two places.

But Chris still doesn't understand one thing, "Is the beautiful moonlight tonight also a way for China to express love? Last time I opened a trumpet to ask on Twitter, they said this is a way for China to express love."

Hearing this, Mordred's first reaction was, "You still have a Twitter account?" The second reaction was a dumbfounding explanation, "The sentence you said is not only not a way of expressing love in China, but it is The way my opponent expressed his love this time."

"Don't ask those people on Twitter, I will tell you all these expressions of love when the time comes."

These foreigners have been blind to Asians for more than a day or two, and it is almost impossible to expect them to be able to tell the difference.

"Is it surprising that I have a trumpet?" Chris was in the best mood of the day, and a few words with Mordred even wiped away the fatigue caused by training.

"I'm surprised. After all, the great Mr. Cristiano Ronaldo doesn't look like he can play a trumpet at all. My great gentleman is a very upright person, and he doesn't look like a person who can play a trumpet to peep."

Mordred spoke one gentleman at a time. Not only was he not as serious as usual, but it made people feel more ambiguous.

"Then you really think highly of me."

"When I go back, let me see if I'm in your trumpet?"

"My trumpet is full of you." Chris's words may not have the euphemism of Asians, but the deep love will not change.

Just when Mordred was full of emotion, he suddenly heard Chris' magnetic voice rang from the phone, "I'll wait for you to tell me all the love stories about China."

Mordred finally couldn't help laughing, the hahaha sound almost made Zheng Zhi from the next door knock on the door.

Concerned that it was still night, Mordred restrained his arrogant smile.

"I can say that to you one day at a time, the same thing every day, until the two of us are old enough to sit under a tree and watch the little minijump, watch him play for the big clubs, watch him take home a awards."

Mordred sketched a very beautiful picture scroll for Chris. In the picture scroll, the two people cuddled together and lived happily ever after.

"By then, he would have moved out long ago." Chris said something disappointing, and Mordred just heard the second part of the sentence when he was about to talk about him.

"After all, there is a two-person world, and you still let him make trouble?"

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Little Mini: "Dad?"

At the beginning of the month, my aunt came to see me... The front foot said to restore the update, and the next second I slapped my face. My reputation value really fell to the bottom. _(:з」∠)_