football king

For those fans who support him and like him from the bottom of their hearts, Mordred really has no choice but to pamper him.

They have suffered too much, and it is time for them to taste the sweetness.

Mordred leaned his head on the car window, and began to chatter with Lin Yue about the motherland, from the moment he got off the plane to the present, and described it in detail.

Listening, Lin Yue seemed to be back when she was a child, climbing trees and climbing at the entrance of the alleys, and her family was so scared that they called her.

Recalling memories, Lin Yue knew better why Mordred went back this time.

It happened that it was getting late in the United States, she interrupted Mordred's narration, "Take a good rest and do your best, don't push yourself too hard."

Mordred naturally agreed, and said with a chuckle, "Good night, sweet dreams."

After hanging up the phone, the three non-staff members who came with the team all looked at him strangely, and Mordred was terrified to see him, and quickly explained in Portuguese, "I said, don't think about it, just now It was my mother who called!"

At home, their conversations are always in Chinese. It's no wonder that these guys who don't understand will think about it.

On the contrary, the fat man who stuck to the end interrupted, "Lin Hao? It's a good name."

Of course, Mordred likes others to recognize the name. With a Chinese name, he has a more sense of belonging. "Thank you for the compliment. I also think this name is good."

The scenery along the way is beautiful, and my heart is eternal with the Titanic in the car, as if the soul has been purified.

When he came to the hotel, Mordred looked at Cao Jingwei who came out early to greet him, feeling a little helpless.

He doesn't want special treatment. He is Chinese and a Chinese player, so he can be treated as he wants to treat others.

"Meris, it's been a long journey, and it's time for dinner. Let's have a meal together." As he spoke, he put his hand on Mordred's shoulder.

Mordred took off the opponent's hand without leaving a trace, and said with a smile: "Don't call me Meris in China, Lin Hao, my Chinese name." As Mordred passed his hand, Cao Jingwei first said Leng then held that white hand with the same smile, trembling a little, "Lin Hao, this name is good, this name is good!"

With this, Cao Jingwei finally no longer treats Mordred like walking on eggshells.

When he came to the restaurant, Mordred received the attention of all the players.

The first person to speak was Cao Jingwei, "This is Lin Hao. You don't need me to introduce you after so many days of trouble."

As the captain, Li Weifeng naturally couldn't let the scene cool down, walked to Mordred and hugged him directly to the players, and said to Cao Jingwei with a look of disgust: "We don't know such a big celebrity, it's too ignorant, Let me introduce you, this is Yang Zhi, our goalkeeper, without him our net would have been kicked into a colander."

"Here, it's Zheng Zhi. Don't think he's aggressive on the court, but he's really nice in private. If you have anything you're not used to, you can find him or me."

Then I went around and recognized all the people in the room. Everyone had good intentions for Mordred's arrival.

In fact, Mordred wouldn't care even if he was malicious. Anyway, he would play a few games with them, and he would go back to Spain if nothing happened. There was no need to be angry.

But today everyone welcomed him very much, which really surprised him.

I can’t blame him for thinking wildly. The Chinese men’s football team is so bad that it is world-renowned, not to mention what Cassie, Chris and others whispered in his ears. He has prepared for the worst. have to.

Mordred suppressed the warmth from the bottom of his heart, and was about to say hello, when Chen Tao sat directly next to him, "Hey, I remember you didn't use that name before, isn't your name Meris Mordred? I was afraid that I might not be able to read correctly, so I studied it for a few days, and it seems that I won’t be able to use it now.”

Naturally, Mordred would not let go of the olive branch he handed over. "Lin Xu is my Chinese name, which follows my mother's surname. After all, Chinese people must have a Chinese name."

Speaking of which, Mordred began to emit his own hormones again, but unfortunately, none of the elders in this room could understand the charm of this immortal.

Compared with that appearance, they care more about the Chinese language issue.

"Damn! Your Chinese is so standard. I thought you only knew those few sentences in the interview after the game."

"This mandarin is better than me! Did you really grow up in a foreign country? Don't fool my brother."

Mordred watched their eyes widen one by one, and couldn't help but said: "Then you introduce yourself in Chinese at the beginning, are you afraid that I won't understand?"

As a result, the upright Li Weifeng pointed at the three people behind Mordred, "Isn't that your translator? I wondered just now, why they just stand and don't work."

"..." These Mordreds are completely speechless. Why do you feel that the future is worrying? Can he really lead the Chinese team to the group stage?

In the end, he still couldn't bear to let the good atmosphere die in his hands, and said with a gentle smile: "I join the Chinese team, and I must speak Chinese. You don't understand my Spanish with a dialect. Feel free to communicate with me in Chinese, no pressure." After speaking, he stretched out his thumb, with a proud and childish look on his face.

After careful calculation, all the people present are older than him. If he is 18 years old, he can still study hard in China and play in the harbor of his family.

Treating teammates and children are two different moods, and Mordred, who has just grown up, still has some privileges.

Seeing that they were chatting more and more happily, Cao Jingwei almost forgot what year Jinxi was, so he quickly interrupted them and said, "Okay, okay, everyone, stop talking, I've asked the waiter to serve the food, chat while eating .”

As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter who had been waiting by the side began to rush to serve the dishes.

The dishes on the table can be said to be extremely rich, and the chef's carving skills decorate the table dishes so that people can't eat. As for the king crab, let alone the oysters, just looking at it makes people drool.

This restaurant has been open in Beijing for more than ten years, and it serves authentic old Beijing cuisine with a delicious taste.

After a while, all the dishes were served, and all kinds of dishes were mixed together. The gluttonous Mordred swallowed, but he still hadn't forgotten what Mourinho told him before he came.

"If you come back and let me find out that you are fat, give me double training according to the training menu!" The madman's convincing words seemed to be still echoing in his ears. Mordred put back the pinched broccoli with a stiff face.

But now that everyone else has already used their chopsticks to eat and eat, wouldn't it be a disappointment to open their mouths now?

But the planes and cars were back and forth along the way, and there was no time to eat at all. I was so hungry that I almost collapsed. After struggling for a long time, I was finally overwhelmed by hunger, "Mr. Cao, can you serve me a plate of vegetable salad? Another cup of protein and powdered milk would be even better."

As soon as Mordred said this, the international players, who had been bowing their heads and eating hard, paused, glanced at the seafood shells piled up in front of them, and saw that they didn't even move their plates!

Before I even started playing football, I felt like I was at a disadvantage. The air flow in the room froze for a while, and the sound of chopsticks colliding just now disappeared.

Seeing the situation, Mordred poured himself a cup of tea with a wry smile, "Let me tell you, I have been in Spain for so long and my mouth has faded, do you want to eat it? Don't you dare to eat it! Don't you know , How terrifying, sir. The most special one never talks about it. If I dare to gain a pound of weight, he dares to double the amount of training! What a pain."

Defender Sun Xiang sat next to him, biting the oyster and said: "No way, who told us to do this business? We still have a chance to relax, but you don't even have a chance to relax. But today is an exception, like We are also in your favor for such a good thing, and we can't usually eat such a good thing."

Now Mordred really convinced the international footballer's ability to tell lies with his eyes open, don't think he doesn't know!You eat three small barbecues a day, and you still enjoy my light, and you can still eat without me.

Although Mordred complained in his heart, they gave him a step up anyway, and he had to know how to praise him.

"With Mr.'s rigorous attitude, I estimate that when I retire, I will be able to live a normal life. Hey..."

Mordred's performance successfully turned embarrassment into pity. Look at these international players, the eyes looking at him are as good as writing pity on the left and children on the right.

After drinking for three rounds, Cao Jingwei began to talk to him about the jersey.

The national team is different from the club. It is stipulated that only numbers from 1 to 23 can be worn, so his number 99 is destined to be useless.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mordred finally chose a No. 14.

To be honest, Cao Jingwei did not expect Mordred to choose this number, "I thought you would want the No. 10 jersey. After all, which position can only be worn by leaders."

Mordred took a sip of protein powder and thought to himself, I'm not stupid to just pick the most important number when I first arrived in the Chinese team, so where should I put the captain Li Weifeng?Isn't this slapping people in the face?If no one can support 10 in two years, besides, at least he has no foundation now and absolutely cannot take over that hot potato.

In the blink of an eye, my mind was turned back and forth, and my words were not lost, "No. 14 is also very good. I wear this number at Real Madrid Guti. When I wear the Chinese team jersey, I will become a Chinese team player at any time." The golden wolf guard of the team, is it not a good story."

Mordred can also swallow egg white powdered milk, and watch people's reactions from the corner of his eye. If they show any dissatisfaction, he will shut up and communicate with football.

To deal with these players, there is nothing more convenient than football to communicate.

But he was in the limelight just now, everyone still has goodwill towards him, and Mordred will not use too extreme methods.

After the meal, everyone took Mordred to rest. Tomorrow he still has a reception to hold, and the day after tomorrow he will fly to Singapore for training. It will be the game day in a week. In fact, when Mordred returns Very rushed, but at least not too late.

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Returning to the hotel after eating, Cao Jingwei took out the five-star hotel room card that he had booked in advance, sharing a room for two people.

Mordred happened to be assigned to Li Weifeng, and Mordred started to harass Li Weifeng, the captain, with his notebook in his hands, following the principle of getting more information.

From everyone's movement habits, playing style, down to what people usually like to eat, get to know everything in detail.

Li Weifeng's hair was about to fall out when he was entangled by Mordred. He could still answer a few questions at the beginning, but when asked whether his teammates played football subconsciously, Li Weifeng really wanted to sleep with a quilt over his head. Usually observe that play ah.

Seeing him sitting on the bed writing and drawing, Li Weifeng put down his cell phone.

"I said why do you remember this, it is not used on the court."

Hearing this, Mordred felt as vigilant as a wire was erected on his forehead, "Who says it's useless, sometimes trash talk on the court is very deadly, especially when you know the opponent's pain points, you poke hard, you Are you still afraid that the other party will not be recruited?"

Mordred just wants to correct this problem of the Chinese team. Not only skills are needed on the football field, but other things also need to be paid attention to.

Another problem is the psychological state of the players. He felt that he was sick enough, but he didn't expect that the people here were no worse than him, and there were some psychological problems to some extent.

The most obvious thing is that they have no desire for victory, and it seems that they have already been appointed to lose.

Mordred was holding the pen, his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and suddenly he heard the people around him ask, "What do you think of the state of the Chinese team?"

Since Mordred answered subconsciously, he didn't even think about it, "If you hesitate, you will lose, and if you are decisive, you will give in vain."

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow I will stop updating for one day, and I will save my manuscripts. After all, I go to bed at three or four o'clock in the middle of the night every day. Who can stand it?