football king

There was no suspense in this game at all, the strength gap between the two sides was visible to the naked eye, but Galata managed to win back a goal from Real Madrid with all their efforts.

This goal was not easy, but it also earned back their face at home, and the final score ended at 1:2.

The home game is in front and the away game is in the back.

Even if this is Galata's home court, no one cares what the losers think. They have written a pen for the history of Real Madrid's winning streak, and they have even thought about how the media will advocate them.

Under the hateful gaze of the Galata players, Mordred only felt uncomfortable, as if he had returned to that dizzy autumn.

In the Real Madrid team, even if he is good, he can hide.

Because other people are also very strong, the most representative of which is Chris, who can take most of the eyes away by himself, but today the midfielder failed to cover up his light, causing most of the opponent's sight It all fell on him.

Mordred felt that he was full of contradictions. He wanted to be surrounded by the spotlight, but he didn't want to bear the malice from his opponent.

Those malice always reminded him of the pain caused by arrogance in the past, and those sights made him wonder if the other party would rush up and kick his leg in the next second, and then put a knife on his head, but he couldn't let go of being hurt. The feeling of being surrounded by fans, too much attention will definitely attract hatred from others.

If Chris was here...

Mordred was taken aback by his own thoughts, and even frowned.

What was he thinking about?Let Chris stand in front of you like a shield?Covering himself with his light?

This is not him, even if he broke his leg in those years, he still insisted on standing on the green field, he will not escape, such thoughts should not appear again from today.

He is no longer the Meris who was so arrogant that no one looked down upon him, so he will not repeat the same mistakes he made before.

Mordred thought firmly at this moment, until there was noise from the stands and even empty tin cans of beer fell in front of him.

There was a fight in the stands.

What happened was very simple. A Portuguese bought a ticket for a neutral stand. There was nothing wrong with it, but the place next to him was closer to the home stand.

After winning the game, he cursed, "This is really a bad game. Why are these Turks so weak? Real Madrid didn't even play half of the core players. It was a waste of my money."

It happened to be heard by the dejected Galata fans who were about to leave the field. The Galata fans with a beer in their hands stopped and said, "Hey brother, take back what you just said."

"I'm telling the truth, don't you even let people tell the truth? This place is too unfree." The Portuguese was about to leave when he was beaten by Galata fans.

The melee begins...

The fans vented their hormones and dissatisfaction from watching the game on this violence, and even raised a feeling that if I beat them, it means my team beat them.

Such logic seems silly, but when the human brain is flushed with anger, there are countless suffocation operations.

When Mordred came to this world, this was the first time he encountered fans fighting at home and away. Most football hooligans would not choose to fight in the stands, and in his opinion, football hooligans were not fans at all, they were just A group of thugs in the name of football.

But this fight was obviously an unwarranted disaster, and Mourinho still has a little more experience than these players.

What's the use of them standing here?Could it be possible to climb up to the stands to stop the crazy fans.

Hurry up and let them enter the player tunnel. Someone in the stands will deal with it. Every player here is a treasure. No matter who is injured, it will affect the next game. Finally, the wave of injuries has passed. The incident hit Real Madrid hard.

The decision made by Mourinho was very decisive, and Mordred himself knew that standing there would not be of much use, but he was a little worried.

Will the father and son be injured by the mob?Will the teenager who is about his age holding the Chinese team jersey be injured? If his actions are more low-key, will this incident still occur?

Mourinho guessed what he was thinking, and slapped him back to reality from contemplation, "Don't think too much, this sex has nothing to do with you, you just did everything a player should do."

The dull ache in his back made Mordred wake up, yes he just did what was supposed to be done.

But Mordred was still worried about them. He opened Twitter and there was this riot.

At this moment, Mendes' phone was turned on, and Mordred answered the phone with a frown.

"After this incident is over, you must condemn those football hooligans and care about those injured. You have to go to see them."

Mordred sat on the stool and covered his face, and said weakly: "I know about Mendes, you don't need to tell me! I hate football hooligans from the bottom of my heart! And I will never turn a blind eye to my fans. "

Mendez shrugged and said in his heart: Who knows if your brain is functioning normally?However, Mendes still didn't say this, because he knew that Mordred was a real fan, so he said a few more words before hanging up the phone after finishing the nonsense.

Suddenly a private message on Weibo caught Mordred's eyes, "Meris, I saw your Weibo, thank you for picking it up, it was a token of love left by my girlfriend, when is it convenient for me to go take?"

Seeing that the boy was fine, Mordred felt a little relieved, maybe it wasn't so chaotic outside.

"Can you come to my hotel today? Maybe you can get other people's signatures. I still want to ask about your current safety."

The other end of the phone seemed to understand Mordred's impatience, and replied almost instantly: "I am with my friends, you can rest assured that we are very safe now, the police have arrived, and the scene has been brought under control. It seems that some fans Injuries, everything is in order, don't worry."

After finally seeing this reply, Mordred was really relieved.

They still took the bus back to the hotel. Mourinho told them not to go out. The fans were beaten and they were not sure what would happen to them. Never challenge the lower limit of football hooligans.

They might even regard it as an honor to play a player, because he has contributed to the team.

Even if they won this game, no one celebrated, and no one was even happy.

This doesn't look like a victorious atmosphere at all, and Mordred raised his eyebrows, "Hey, my little fan is coming here to pick up his marker pen, do you want to express it?"

When the atmosphere enters the freezing point, it is necessary for the active little expert to appear.

Things have happened, and they can't change it even if they are depressed, unless they find a time machine and travel back to stop it all.

Both Real Madrid and Galata Club strongly condemned the football hooliganism. Galata apologized to the Portuguese, paid a huge fine, and was named by Portugal...

Galata is simply the worst loser in this game, not one of them.

Because the halo of Real Madrid's chosen son has attracted the attention of football fans to this place, this football accident has been widely publicized by interested people, and Galata has become the target of public criticism for a while.

Even some media people used this incident to condemn football hooligans. Galata was pulled out again and again to flog the corpse, but these are all later.

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In the evening, the teenager was wearing the red jersey of the Chinese team and was injured holding the jersey of Real Madrid. There seemed to be a small wound on his wrist, and there was still dust on it.

Mordred observed for a while and made sure that there were no major wounds on his body, with a warm smile on his face.

"It's good to see you're okay, here's your marker."

When the boy saw a room full of celebrities, his hands were trembling with excitement. These are bigwigs who can only be seen on TV!

These guys liked the young man's expression, so they smiled at him.

In a gentle environment, the boy suddenly remembered something and held Mordred's hand while holding the marker, and said pleadingly: "My girlfriend insists that I lied to her, can you record a small video for her?" , I want to explain too hard."

Mordred was taken aback for a moment and then smiled: "Of course."

While they were recording a short video, Pepe poked Marcelo in the waist.

"It looks so young. Sure enough, Asians can't guess their exact age just by looking at their faces."

"Meris is like 15, 6, it's normal."

The two of them didn't know that the guy who got together recorded a short video and was complained about.

After the recording was finished and sent to his girlfriend, the young man leaned into Mordred's ear and whispered, "Meris, can I ask them for an autograph?"

Quiet Mimi's expression, as if he had done something wrong, made Mordred laugh out loud, and he coughed a few times before trying to suppress the smile.

"Of course, it's just that whoever you want depends on your ability."

"But Melis doesn't speak Portuguese or Spanish at all, can I speak English?" This is a rare opportunity, and if he didn't get an autograph for this reason, he would cry.

Mordred thought about it for a while, touched his chin and said, "Let me translate for you."

"That's great!"

Then Mordred saw what a hardcore rainbow fart is. When translating, Mordred felt ashamed, but the upright face of the young man made it impossible to look directly at.

In the end, the young man got a bunch of autographs with satisfaction, and he laughed out loud after seeing each of them. He is simply the happiest person in the world, and all this is thanks to the marker pen that his girlfriend gave him.

In the end, the young man solemnly said to Mordred: "I will keep these signatures in a safe place, and I will not let them appear in dangerous places. I hope that you will be able to win the six crowns as you wish."

When Mordred translated, his tone was firmer, looking at his teammates.

The author has something to say:

This chapter was supposed to be posted yesterday afternoon. My aunt came to work and couldn’t update it in time. I would like to apologize to everyone here.