football king

When Mordred was making troubles, Chris did not slap him on the head less often, and Mordred would not resist and would just cover his head and say weakly, "If you continue to shoot, you will be silly."

Such an approach made the superstars in the locker room feel that Mordred was too tempered, not to mention Chris slapped them on the head, even if they wanted to fight, they would fight.

Mordred was the only freak in the locker room, but that didn't stop them from having fun with the young man.

Mordred relaxed under Chris' gaze, and lay back on the grass again, "I didn't think about anything."

The elusive Mourinho cleared his throat with his waist inserted, and all the trainers, fishers, and troublemakers stopped their movements.

"gather!"

With one order, everyone gathered together quickly, just like an army.

"Tomorrow we will play against Mallorca. Although the name sounds similar to Malaga, their strength is still quite a bit worse." Mourinho made everyone laugh in a serious manner, and then continued: "So tomorrow I will not win. Show your full strength! I will now announce the squad for tomorrow."

Superstars like Real Madrid are full of desire to score goals. Everyone wants to run and score goals. Except for injuries, no one wants to rest. They have a strange pursuit of victory.

Mordred's heart was beating very fast, wishing he could add his own name to his husband.

Mourinho glanced at Mordred without leaving a trace, and then said his name lightly.

His name is on the starting list, and he can start tomorrow!This is his first start.

The moment he heard his name, Mordred almost jumped up in place.The other players who weren't on the list all cast envious glances at him, and Mordred laughed, with an expression that shouldn't be too embarrassing.

While others were gearing up, Mourinho looked at him and said, "Seize the opportunity."

"I'll do it, sir."

The next day, Mordred accompanied the team to the away game again. Thinking of the boring training during this period, Mordred finally showed a hearty smile.

This made the Mallorca players in the player tunnel couldn't help but glance at him. Thinking of the Malaga players and fans who had been ridiculed before, they couldn't help but tense up, and decided that as long as the opponent mocked them, they would black out on the pitch. foot.

Mordred naturally noticed their unkind eyes, not only was he not angry, but he smiled!

This made the Mallorca player stunned. This kid is not as arrogant as he imagined.

Mordred also wanted to restore his image. The provocation that day was just because he was too angry. He is usually very peaceful.

They didn't have much eye contact, though, as it was soon time to enter.

During the handshake, all the referees gave Mordred a curious look, as if he were some kind of mountain gorilla.

Mordred knew that this was caused by his arrogance in the last game. He let out a sigh of relief. Today, he must make a comeback. No matter if he leaves an impression of arrogance in the hearts of the fans or the referee, it is extremely bad.

In his previous life, he could proudly say that even if he flopped, no one would believe him. From the referee to the opponent's fans, he would explain it to him. This is the credibility he has accumulated every day.

As for players who dive every day, even if you are really broken in the end, the referee will give you a yellow card and tell you to dive.

So how important is the inherent impression, Mordred thinks very well, but... the plan can't keep up with the changes, there may be a distraction, and the ball will get into your net!

Mordred glanced at Hei □□ Ling in his own goal, his face turned green. He just wanted to return to the defense to clear the siege, but he didn't expect the Mallorca player behind him to hit him, and the big kick turned into a big kick. goal.

The home commentator couldn't help laughing when he saw the petrified Real Madrid players, "Hahahaha, is the future star of Real Madrid planning to join Mallorca? Shooting action! Cassie missed it! Hahahaha, the score is 1:0."

Real Madrid's commentary was not much better. They looked at the score blankly, not understanding why their own star wanted a heavy shot to coax his goal. Could it be that he was dissatisfied with the team?

But after all, they recovered quickly after explaining, "Meris accidentally scored an own goal, the score is 1:0, we are temporarily behind by one goal." The confusion and loss in the tone is heartbreaking.

The fans who came with the team didn't know whether to boo Mordred or not, but the tone was stuck in their throats in their hearts, and they finally looked at each other and decided to keep silent, give him another chance, and boo him if he made a mistake again.

Mordred took advantage of the celebration on the other side, walked up to Captain Cassie and lowered his head, "I'm sorry Captain, I just wanted to clear the siege."

Cassie, who had saved two goals but was kicked open by his teammates, was so angry that he almost threw his gloves at Mordred's face, but seeing his pitiful appearance, he suddenly calmed down.

He patted his head with a big gloved hand, "It's not a good thing to enter my goal, have you seen the opposite goal? The task I gave you is a hat-trick, is there a problem?"

Mordred, who thought he would be scolded, immediately cheered up. "Captain, don't worry, I will make the other side pay you back twice!"

Looking at Mordred who was leaving excitedly, Cassie didn't know what expression to make. It seemed...you kicked the ball into my goal, not the other side.

However, the whistle has already blown. If Mordred said that he was still conserving his energy just now, he is now fully fired.

The whole court pressed him, wherever there was the ball, he was there, sweat flowed down his neck into the jersey, but his speed still did not slow down.

Mourinho stood on the sidelines with a dark face, this idiot!His physical strength has improved a lot during this period, but this does not mean that he can squander it casually. If his physical strength is consumed like this, he will not even be able to withstand the first half. Mourinho is ready to replace him at any time.

At this moment, the opposite side made a mistake in stopping the ball, and Mordred quickly intercepted the opposite side to stop the ball.

After receiving the ball, Mordred didn't even adjust and ran forward with all his strength.

The Real Madrid commentator, who had been silent for a long time because of an own goal, finally recovered after seeing this scene, "Meris got the ball! Melis broke through with the ball, and he is now faster than ever! Oh my god! Melis breaks through He caught a defender, he continued to rush forward with the ball, and the Mallorca player could only run behind Meris! His speed with the ball was even faster than the opponent without the ball!"

The continuous commentary made him a little hypoxic, and his partner immediately said: "Although Meris is fast, there are two defenders chasing him behind him. Chris ran to the right position. Did Meris pass the ball?" ? No! It will be brought to the opposite door soon."

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QAQ, everyone, don’t ignore me because I stopped updating for a day. If there are more than ten comments on this chapter, I will add updates tomorrow!