football king

Chapter 59 The Fall of Meters [VIP]

After everything was ready, China's away game against Iraq was about to start. Just the day before, the Football Association announced the additional punishment for that player.

After the news of the defender's punishment was announced, fans all over the country expressed their satisfaction, and some felt that the punishment was not serious enough. It is best not to play football for this kind of malicious injury.

Mordred was lying on the sofa flipping through comments on Weibo, and found that the fans were all on his side, laughing almost as much as the clown.

Zheng Zhi, who came out of the shower, was taken aback by Mordred, "What are you laughing at? You're like a fool."

Mordred forcibly suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, I'm going to take a shower."

Originally, this incident was considered over, but the next morning, they found out that the matter was serious...

I never thought that the guy who is usually skinny would feel sick because he didn't wipe his hair after taking a shower!risk!up!This sudden incident caught the Football Association by surprise.

Mordred had a low-grade fever, and he thought there was nothing wrong with it. After all, he could still play football after his leg was broken, but... now they were as nervous as if they had some incurable disease.

Mordred, who watched them circling around, stood up from the sofa and said, "I said I'm fine. This illness won't affect my performance on the field at all. Maybe I'll be fine after exercising."

Camacho also hesitated when he heard this. Let’s not talk about Mordred’s problems on the field. The Chinese fans tore him apart. Even Mourinho couldn’t pass him. A man who doesn't have a headache for the madman's mouth?But Mordred is not allowed to play... There are really very few generals available in this Chinese team.

After thinking about it, Camacho felt that his head was going to be bald like a certain Frenchman, (Zidane: ???), "Don't start the game first, the scene will be really bad...and then replace it!" Such a long pause is enough to show that the coach is struggling.

Mordred also wants to be sick and rest. He is not a superhero that is abundant in the United States, and he can also stand by for 24 hours.

It's just that he understands better than Camacho. After the last big victory, his teammates seem to have no confidence in themselves, thinking that most of the credit for the victory should be attributed to him. Mentality, and he does not play, then the result of this game can already be foreseen.

Taking a quick glance, even Li Weifeng lowered his eyes, is this what a captain should do?Mordred felt that none of his hearts, livers, spleens, stomachs, and kidneys would not be hurt by their anger.

It is better to say more than to do more. The people who were shrouded in anxiety found that Mordred was dying of illness and sat in shock. They forgot to stop him in shock, and watched him take a ball and run out.

Mordred pointed to the football under his feet to the people on the other side of the window, and then pointed to the goal. When everyone was confused, the ball seemed to be distorted, and it seemed to rush towards the goal with special effects. The ball net is still a fucking dead end!

When everyone twisted their faces and was about to lament his good skills, the spinning ball pierced through the net and flew more than ten meters away.

Is that human being! ! ! ?Let's plan!Just sick with low fever like him?Then they are all disabled at the fifth level, ha ha.

Looking at the torn net, everyone grinned. If they kicked someone this time... that would be unimaginable.

Just when their scalps were numb, this humanoid animal ran back, with a blush on his face, he looked prettier, but he didn't know whether the blush was from exercising just now, or from a low-grade fever.

"Sir, you should have seen that there is really nothing wrong with my body!" Mordred almost patted his chest to assure them now, a person like him is born to be blessed.

But Mordred is very thankful that he didn't catch influenza. This thing is simply a nightmare for stars. It just keeps you from getting better intermittently. They can't take medicine yet. Who makes athletes take so little cold medicine?No one is sure if there are any prohibited ingredients in it.

Camacho looked at the goal that had been kicked out, gritted his teeth, "You... start."

Since knowing that he was sick, Mordred, who had been holding his breath, finally showed a smile, and the environment in the room became much lighter, and his teammates also breathed a sigh of relief.

Camacho sees all these, forget it, one is willing to hit the other is willing to suffer what kind of bad guy he is here, since he himself is not worried about his health, what can I do.

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Sitting on the bus, Mordred looked at the local conditions and customs of Iraq. The children kicked a football made of newspapers with a smile on their faces, and the woman hurried past with her face tightly wrapped. , the eyes are a little dull.

As for the adult haunts, most of them are fans, with the Iraqi flag on their faces to express their support for the country, booing the bus, and giving the middle finger.

The Spanish beauties who came after Mordred were radiant, wearing shorts and vests, their faces were clean and nothing was pasted on them, holding Mordred's autographed photo in their hands, Mordred remembered them , some time ago he signed them.

Just looking at his eyes, he couldn't help softening, this is his fan——

When we arrived at the game site, a large number of Chinese people occupied two-thirds of the stands, waving national flags in their hands.

After all, football is still a luxury for some people, and it is enough to watch it on TV. If there is a group of like-minded brothers in an atmosphere bar, cheering and crying with you, it is still a minority to watch it live.

Mordred withdrew his gaze from the stands, the national anthem echoed in his ears, all the Chinese fans at the scene sang this song imprinted in their bones, and Mordred lowered his head and showed a warm smile.

The next thing was to shake hands. When he held Adnan Ali, Mordred raised his eyebrows, "I heard my husband mentioned you. He said that you are very strong and hope that we can join hands to bring a visual feast to the fans."

As for Mr. Which?Crazy, of course.I think back to the time when he was reprimanded for eating more Chinese food, "If you keep eating, I am afraid that Adnan Ali in Iraq can catch up with you." '

It happened during that time that he watched the match between China and Iraq... When he got angry, he gave up the food that was about to enter his mouth.

Adnan is also good-tempered, and he grasped the hand extended by Mordred, "Oh? That's really my honor, let us fight for the glory of the country together."

Mordred grinned, a little dizzy under the sun, dizzy and dizzy after shaking his opponent, the referee was next.

Just when Mordred was about to take back his hand, he was suddenly slapped by the referee. The Asian face made Mordred unresponsive for the first time. After standing in the winger position, Mordred realized Come here, what did that beat just now represent?

Offset whistle, black whistle, home whistle, these all appear frequently, and few of them are particularly obvious. Of course, there are also obvious ones that can be seen at a glance, such as the Korean team VS Portugal in the 02 World Cup, or the 09 UEFA Champions League The Stamford Bridge tragedy in the semi-finals.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, but he is rarely taken care of...

The Chinese team played a 442 stable lineup, while Iraq chose a more aggressive 433. Everyone knows the ambition of wanting to eat the Chinese team raw.

At the beginning of the game, Iraq launched a fast break, and a wave of heroic-style big-footed passes was passed to Justin, the No. [-] striker, who scored the goal.

A ball was poured in 10 minutes into the game. Yang Zhi looked at the defenders in a daze, hoping they could give an explanation. How did the ball reach the goal?

If he could, Yang Zhi would definitely tear it up and put a few of their defenders into goalposts and put them in the backcourt. The goalposts and frames are more effective than them.

After all, Iraq is home. After scoring the goal, the atmosphere exploded instantly. He shouted something in Iraqi language that Mordred couldn't understand. He didn't want to know what they were talking about. He just felt that his head hurt more. After playing this game, he must take a vacation!take a vacation!

After the goal was valid, the midfielder kicked off. Mordred didn't play fancy games when he grabbed the ball, and directly beat the defender with speed.

Mordred, who survived under Mourinho's devil training, is really like a beast in some places. In La Liga, the threat is one against one. In this kind of game... it's not good to say Yes, this is simply bullying.

The Iraqi defenders had only two choices when facing him. One was to knock him down, and the ball was too good for him, or the other was to follow him and eat the exhaust gas, and he couldn't even catch the hem of his clothes.

In fact, Mordred is also holding back his energy, didn't he say he won't defend me?I'd like to see if you can defend yourself next time.

Mordred passed the pass to Zheng Zhi in front, and continued to run forward.

The left back on the opposite side finally couldn't stand up anymore. When Zheng Zhi was about to break through to the goal, Mordred was suddenly tripped!

Yes, you read that right, when Zheng Zhi dribbled the ball to the goal and wanted to pass back, he found that Mordred was brought down a dozen meters away from him!The opposing defender hastily kicked up and surrounded him, kicked a powerless shot, and was hugged tightly by the opponent's goalkeeper, not giving him a chance to make up the knife.

Zheng Zhi turned his head and glanced at Mordred who got up, was he looked down upon?He is carrying the ball, single-handedly!Your first choice is Mordred who is ten meters away!not him!

The referee ran between the two and held up a yellow card to the Iraqi player. The Iraqi player didn't make any excuses. After recognizing the yellow card, he helped Mordred clean up the grass stalks on his body.

No way, Mordred almost reached the penalty area and didn't get the ball. The opponent didn't make a malicious foul, but just a tactical foul. A yellow card is enough. After all, it is Iraq's home court.

It's just that this attack failed, which made Mordred very upset. You guys said you'd better defend me!I do this even when I don't have the ball. If I do, you guys might kick me to death.

But the attitude towards him on the other side made Mordred unable to get angry at all.

The other party is blatantly trying to block your cannon barrel, and it's clear to you, and it's not dirty... It really makes you lose your temper.

As for not defending?ah?Did they say it before?Not at all.

When this happened, the commentator laughed angrily, "The opponent has completely put their face on the ground, but this behavior also proves Mordred's ability from the side. Iraq is afraid of not getting the ball."

The director also knew how to cut a scene for Mordred, on which the blond boy's handsome face was stretched out, and there was also a bit of helplessness. The pair of dark blue eyes inadvertently met the camera, causing countless facial expressions to scream.

Some cute girls who don't understand football at all grabbed their boyfriends and said indignantly: "He is so good-looking, how can that bastard kick him. And didn't you say that kicking someone on the court will be punished? Why does that guy Haven't been sent off yet."

Green Onion pointed at the player who tripped the Mordred man.

As a boyfriend who knows football, he naturally explained patiently, "The referee has already made a penalty. He has not yet reached the standard for being sent off by a red card. A yellow card warning is already very good."

But these girls were not satisfied with this punishment, and murmured in their mouths: "That kind of guy should be kicked out, hmph, if he scratches my little Mo's face, I must make him look good!"

Boyfriend who was treated as a narrator: Did I do something wrong?My girlfriend Ha Han is not so crazy!I always feel that his status has dropped by another place.

The author has something to say:

I remember that when the president Juventus played against Ajax, Xiaodi dribbled the ball in front, and the president was brought down from behind. I almost didn't laugh out loud when I watched it.

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