football king

In the early morning, every Chinese fan squatted in front of the TV with black eyes.

Today, Sporting Spain organized a friendly match. Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid, two sisters who are rivals in the same city, played together. It would not be unusual if this happened.

But Spanish sports obviously want to make things happen. One of the rules of this friendly match is...the coach must select a player from the opposing team and let him contribute to himself. The method is not limited.

The relationship between Melis and Anthony has long been scrutinized and can no longer be scrutinized. From the past, the two people did not have any communication or even met each other.

But the attitudes of both parties are very ambiguous. Anthony's love for Melis is very precious, and Melis has never talked about the topic of Anthony.

Now that this has been made, whoever says it's not a mess is believed.

Fans who always like to watch the excitement, of course, don't think it's a big deal, they all stare at the TV in high spirits.

Mordred almost hid his whole body. To be honest, it shouldn't be too embarrassing for him, because the way Mr. Madman and Anthony looked at each other couldn't be described as unkind.

"I want Melis." When Anthony said this, Mourinho's face turned black as if he could fight Anthony at any time, but Anthony looked at him indifferently, Mourinho would not So impulsive.

Sure enough, Mourinho just looked at him unhappily, and didn't do anything.

"I want Marcus." Mourinho glanced at Atletico Madrid's lineup, it was really disgusting.

Since Anthony became the coach of Atletico Madrid, there has been a big change of blood. When they are a team, everyone is a key link, but if they are taken out alone, their loopholes are even bigger than the big trench.

This is why no one goes to Atlético to poach people, because the talents dug back need the cooperation of another person, just like a gear, one will definitely not be able to turn, and two bite together will burst into a bigger force. the power of.

Mourinho decisively chose Marcus, who is first-class in dribbling and passing. Meris' sense of smell in front of the goal, passing accuracy, dribbling and defense are all very good, but Atletico Madrid does not have anyone with strong dribbling ability except Marcus Well, Merris had no one to help him in the past, even if he was strong, he had to be subject to some restrictions.

Not all teammates are first-class stars. Meris's starting point is too high, and it is time for him to feel burdened.

Mordred watched Marcus approach and held out his hand.

Marcus was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and patted his hand. After high-fiving, the two walked straight towards their former opponents. They will soon become teammates in this game.

"Meris has always maintained the heart of a teenager. I was moved by that scene just now." The commentator covered his heart in a funny way. The partner next to him had worked with him for so many years and naturally knew what he wanted to do. He leaned back pretending to be terrified , "Oh... I didn't expect you to be such a person?"

"Hey! Dude what are you thinking? I mean these hot-blooded teenagers are very exciting."

"That's all right." Spreading his hands, his expression didn't look too beating, but the atmosphere was stirred up again and again.

Mordred walked up to Anthony, and lifted all his hair up, revealing a white bald head and sharp eyes that never go forward, "Sir, long time no see."

"Long time no see, it's still the same. These kids should be very suitable for you. You can try this game." Anthony looked at Mordred, and felt that this face was strange and familiar to him, "It's just not this time. People helped you smooth out those thorns."

"Sir, I'll surprise you."

Mordred came to the group of "teammates", wrapped his arms around the two and whispered something.

Anthony didn't intervene either, wanting to see what surprises or shocks Mordred could bring him...

Of course, he believed that Mordred would not cause damage. This guy cared very much about his own glory.

After they finished speaking, Mordred gave Anthony a wink, and was poohed by Anthony.

How old is he still imitating other people's cuteness? I really don't know how Mourinho taught him.

Talking about disgust, in fact, my heart is almost sour. How could Mordred ever be such a sweetheart?It perfectly meets the requirements of a club for a captain.

"Sir, we have negotiated. My current position is the front midfielder, filling in the vacancy of Marcus. What do you think?"

"Hmph, that's pretty good. There are passers and shooters...but I don't think you'll be so honest." Anthony didn't give Mordred any favors, and Mordred just looked around. Without looking at him, Anthony finally waved his hands impatiently and said, "Follow your ideas, and let me see how far you have grown."

Then he gave Anthony a nondescript military salute, and Anthony gouged out his eyes and said, "Order!"

He has a smile like a golden retriever, and he almost jumps up when he walks to tell others how happy he is.

The arrogant Mordred seems to have forgotten... his Mr. Madman is still watching him not far away.

Mordred doesn't know much about his own background, and coupled with his own strength, there is no doubt that this game will be very fun.

Mordred made a shooting motion at Chris with his hand, and dubbed: "Bang"

Chris covered his heart and leaned back very cooperatively, but he stood up when he was about to fall.

Mendes, who saw this scene on TV, felt that he was about to have a heart attack. I really hope that these two people can restrain themselves a bit, and they can't just be so unscrupulous just because the media is now saying that they are brothers.

Mordred and Chris never thought about the agent's heart, or they would not make such an action in front of the camera.

The program team didn't give them much time. Mordred stood in the front midfielder position and couldn't help shaking his head looking at the luxurious lineup opposite him. It was really tricky, but... these were far from enough for him.

Mordred looked at Anthony next to him, his hair was completely fixed on his head with hairspray, and the smile on his face disappeared and turned into a cold face.

This is the last time they work together, at least let "Meris" shine from him one more time,

When choosing sides, Real Madrid guessed again with good luck and chose the right to kick off.

Real Madrid, which has been tempered by various teams, is as sharp in offense as it is in ruins. It's a pity that all their movements are so familiar and haven't changed in the slightest.

The Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid fans sitting in the stands were strangely calm, because they didn't know how to cheer and cheer at this time, they could only watch them play.

Mordred blocked Kaka who dribbled the ball, forcing him to pass to Modric.

Instead of chasing Modric, Modred continued to run towards the Real Madrid penalty area, and then shouted at Modric: "Give me the ball!"

Sometimes passing the ball is basically muscle memory. Before that, Modred often commanded on the field, and everyone was used to him shouting from time to time. It was precisely because of this absolute trust that Modred directly Passed the ball to Mordred.

There was an uproar on the field, and no one thought that Mordred would be so treacherous, still wearing the Atletico Madrid jersey, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the Real Madrid small penalty area.

This range is extremely dangerous, because Mordred's confusing operation at the beginning caught Real Madrid by surprise. No one thought that he would use this trick, but it worked.

As for the defense, Mordred smiled lightly, you will be my training partner every day, may I know what your routine is?

After the ball was scored by himself, Master Shui was left in the same place in embarrassment, and his most beloved captain was next.

Cassie shifted his center of gravity down and was ready to catch the ball at any time. As Real Madrid's goalkeeper, he was used to being blocked by various forwards.

When Mordred faced Captain Casey, he first showed an angelic smile. Unfortunately, Captain Casey didn't like this at all. Mordred made a pick and the ball drew an arc like this, from Captain Casey's head. Fly into the net.

Atletico Madrid fans high-five each other, don't be too excited, but Real Madrid fans sit there without embarrassment, even those who like Meris don't have the courage to applaud.

Mordred looked at Captain Casey with a condescending expression and said, "That's it?"

Captain Cassie's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was the familiar Meris, but Meris didn't give him time to react, turned around and left.

The camera accurately captured this scene, and a completely different image from before was displayed in front of everyone. Some Real Madrid fans' jaws were about to drop to the ground, and some even suspected that Meris might really be a traitor.

Only Anthony knew that this guy was planning to send him one last luxurious game, but he didn't expect that he would be merciless in mocking his own people, but this was the Meris in his impression.

He high-fives his Atlético teammates and returns to his original position, as if he were an Atletico player himself.

And the next scene even shocked some people's jaws. Almost all Atletico Madrid players obeyed Mordred's command, and even the commentary was confused by this operation.

"Is my memory modified by the man in black? In my impression, Meris is a Real Madrid player."

"I suspect my memory has been altered as well."

This kid!How clever.

Mordred knows that a coach's coaching style will basically not change, coupled with his understanding of Atletico Madrid's player information, it is not easy for him to integrate into this team, and it can even be said... this team It's a replica, and he wants to make it easier to direct.

The Atletico Madrid players who bet with him at the beginning were even more convincing and believed in his command.

"You run with the ball at the kick-off, and pass the ball to me directly when you run to the midfield." Mordred patted the player who joined Atletico Madrid this year, and the boy was a little apprehensive.

Seemingly seeing what the other party was thinking, Mordred chuckled and said, "Don't worry, you just need to trust me."

The author has something to say:

Now everyone can understand how much Meris owed before, and Meris, who has not suffered setbacks, really makes people want to beat him to death.

But don't worry, when he goes back Captain Cassie will let him understand what life is, and the big brothers in the locker room are not so easy to bully.