football king
Chapter 71 Victory and Rollover
The tense and exciting second half began, and the whole stadium was filled with the shouts of Madrid's diehard fans. They all shouted a name, "Ricardo! Ricardo."
Mordred watched Kaka stiffen for a moment, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This is the honor Kaka deserves.
Mourinho, who was standing next to Kaka, also devoted himself to his duty before the last second on the field and said: "Don't care too much, kick out the results you want. You also want those guys who look down on you to be ruthless." Slap your face hard, then go up and prove your strength, and use football to speak on the football field."
Kaka looked at the madman's serious expression, and couldn't help but nodded, "I will, sir, victory is destined to belong to us."
Then Kaka trotted onto the court and stood on the front waist according to the lineup arranged by the madman. Next to him was Chris. The two best friends who were too familiar looked at each other and smiled at each other.
"Today is your comeback match. Although I don't want to make trouble with the Spaniards, I believe they will not blame us. We will inherit their legacy and take down Basara, so don't be polite in this match." Chris raised his eyebrows One pick, Kaka couldn't help but shook his head with the same arrogance as Mourinho.
"Careful to be beaten."
Chris didn't refute, just shrugged his shoulders, the arrogance in his eyes didn't decrease in the slightest.
Although the two Portuguese didn't get along very well, they were almost the same characters carved out of the same mold.
Ready to kick off, the Spaniard looked at the smiling Ricardo, and Chris suddenly felt chilly. As football players, their intuition told them that the next game would be difficult.
It turned out that their ominous premonition came true, and Real Madrid was completely transformed in the second half. Everyone was full of motivation, eyes were on the goal and eager to try, and everyone was on the verge of shooting.
Spaniard defender: You!Yes, that's right, it's you, a defender who runs faster than a striker, what do you want to do!
Real Madrid entered the full-force pressing mode in the second half, and the ball would be snatched back after less than a few minutes in the hands of the Espanyol. Their purpose was very clear, which was to attack with all their strength.
This time, not only the Spaniard fans are confused, but even the Real Madrid fans are a little confused. Is this still the team whose defense is greater than offense?No, this is not Mourinho!
The camera panned over Mr. Madman who was standing aside, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up but there was no smile in his eyes, heh, did you think he would only fight against the enemy?
Kaka, who finally got support, was like a fish in water. The temperature of the wind blowing across his cheeks was just right, and he was a little excited. He could clearly feel that he was loved by God.
"Chris! Go on." Kaka stopped the pass from his teammate and passed the ball to Chris who had already run to the goal without any hesitation.
Chris did not live up to his expectations, he jumped up high and light like a bird, and took off under the attack of two defenders.
With a diving jump, the rotating football was headed towards the goal. Hei □ □ Ling drew a perfect arc under the interference of external forces, avoiding the goalkeeper's encirclement and interception.
The ball went in! ! !
When the two defenders of the Spaniard were scrambling for the ball, they were stuck by Chris. They sat on the turf, trying to get up and clear the ball, but when they heard the referee's whistle announcing the goal, they lowered their heads unwillingly. Hammered the turf.
Just when I was so annoyed, I suddenly heard a gentle voice from above my head, "Are you all right?"
The man couldn't see his face clearly against the light, but he could feel the kindness emanating from him.
After being lifted up by those warm palms, the defender named Raul realized that it was Kaka, and most of the depression in his heart disappeared immediately, "Mr. Kaka!"
This young man who just turned [-] this year looked at Kaka with bright eyes, looking like a fanboy, which made Kaka laugh dumbly.
"Aren't you a Chris fan?"
"I am also your fan! I watch every game of yours. You are super handsome. I especially liked your football style when I was a child!" Raul was so excited that he almost jumped on Kaka.
Kaka, who was about to celebrate her 30th birthday, said softly to the childlike Raul, "Do you need an autograph?"
"Oh!!! Is it okay?" Raul couldn't restrain himself at all, and his eyes glowed strangely while hanging on Kaka.
Mordred, who was sitting in a chair, watched this scene and broke Mourinho's water bottle without knowing it.
Staring at the opponent who was a few months older than me, I was angry and laughing in my heart. It's fine to provoke Chris, but you still want to provoke Kaka!You're done buddy.
"Meris..." Ozil looked at Mordred who was exuding a dark aura, and couldn't help muttering.
As a result, Mordred turned his head like a ghost, but the moment he turned his head, the dark aura disappeared, "What's wrong?"
Ozil shook his head quickly, "It's okay."
The people on the field didn't notice what happened on the sidelines. Instead, Mourinho glanced at Mordred lightly, with a hint of warning.
Mordred, who was thinking about the plan in his heart, immediately canceled the plan, and gave Raul a fierce look in his eyes.
And Raul was indulging in the joy of Kaka giving him an autograph, and he walked lightly.
In the end, Raul was taken away by the Spaniard captain, and he looked at him with condemning eyes, "In private, you are slapping on Chris and Kaka, and I don't care about you! But this is on the field, you give me focus point."
"Ah? Captain, what are you talking about? I seem to have heard something extraordinary just now?"
Playing and playing, the Espanyol team knows that they have no hope of winning. They only hope to score a goal before the end of the game. Even scoring a goal in Real Madrid is an honor.
When the ball kicked off again, Mourinho knew what they were thinking and sneered.
Although Real Madrid's defense is all forwards, it seems that the defense is in a mess, but that is also on the premise that the opponent's striker is strong. The Spaniard still wants to score their goal with a weak striker?
Then Mourinho was severely slapped in the face by his defense, and the Spaniard striker Ruy actually made a world wave 30 meters away.
At the beginning, the commentator mocked Rui for overreaching himself, but now he covered his face and said nothing, because his face hurt too much from the beating.
The entire Real Madrid defender didn't expect the opponent to be so bold, and they chose to make a big kick from a distance when they were behind. Their preparations were completely useless, and they used their strength in the wrong place.
However, most of the world's wave energy goals still account for a relatively large proportion of luck, but this is not what the Spaniard considers.
They surrounded Rui in a group, waving excitedly at their fans with simple and understandable expressions.
Playing in such a club, there may be few supportive fans, but as long as the supportive fans respond to their players with 100% enthusiasm, such fans are also easy to be satisfied.
The White Legion also gave applause, which is the pride of Real Madrid fans, and they never hesitate to applaud their respectable opponents.
His wonderful world wave conquered this group of Meilingers.
Callejon, who was sitting on the bench, looked at his former teammates complicatedly. He was born in Real Madrid's youth training and hadn't received applause from Meilinger. Rui, who was originally mediocre in the team, actually scored a goal against Real Madrid...
When Real Madrid said they needed him, he came back without even thinking about it... But since Mordred appeared, his appearance has been greatly suppressed.Benzema, Chris, Cristiano Ronaldo, and even Mordred have been overpowered by him a lot. He is not the only one.
He has no place in Real Madrid now. He has been sitting on the bench for almost a month. In the Spaniard, he basically starts every game...
Thinking about it now is really ironic, lowering his head and hair covering his face, he couldn't see his expression clearly.
Mordred, who was extremely sensitive to emotions, tilted his head to look at Callejon, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? I don't think you look well."
Callejon seemed to wake up suddenly, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just have a sore throat."
If he said he had a headache or a stomachache, Mordred could still be concerned about it nervously, but his throat hurts...
After thinking about it, Mordred picked up the water glass at his feet and stuffed it into his hand.
Callejon took it with a bewildered expression, and saw Mordred make a drinking gesture to him.
Callejon stared at the glass like a scourge.
All kinds of conspiracy theories swirled in his mind, and finally he drank the water. The sweetness in his mouth made Callejon's eyes widen. This is...
Before he could open his mouth, he saw Mordred making a shush gesture to him with a nervous expression, and quietly glanced at Mourinho, and found that Mr. Madman was watching the changes in the field. It took time for him to relax.
"I secretly put a spoonful of honey, it's quite effective for a sore throat, don't tell sir." Mordred came over and said with a vigilant expression.
It looked like a hamster who was afraid that someone would steal the melon seeds, and his every move was so cute that Callejon almost couldn't laugh out loud, but he still held back.
What's even more strange to him is that if he is afraid of Mourinho, he can just not drink it, once and for all.
He doesn't think he's the kind of god who keeps his mouth shut.
Mordred seemed to see Callejon's doubts, and whispered in front of him, "Don't you have a sore throat? I don't have a golden voice on me."
Golden voice?Is it the same advertising brand that Kaka photographed like the second idiot?
Although he still didn't understand why the other party would rather take the risk of being discovered by Mourinho than give him water for an obvious lie.
But he clearly felt Mordred's kindness, "Thank you, I will keep it a secret."
Mordred's smiling brows and eyes were very receptive to this compliment, "You're welcome, we are friends."
If Kaka's smile is the warm sun in winter, then Mordred's smile is the rising sun.
Callejon turned his head awkwardly, and hummed with an unnatural expression.
Seeing Ozil shaking his head, another one fell under the appearance of this little devil.
The screen on the field is blurry, but Kaka is not too much.
It slowed down significantly in the later stage, and the score was three to one.
With two minutes to go, the opposite striker named Rui Rui suddenly made an attack, and after a change of direction, Kaka rushed into the penalty area.
Kaka's complexion changed, and he turned around and ran towards Rui.
Kaka is the son of the wind, his speed is unmatched by players of Rui's level. Kaka and the water master who surrounded him were about to break the ball, but Rui passed the ball with his back heel to the forward forward. In midfield, Rui Rui, who was light without the ball, smiled and said to Kaka: "Although my speed is not as fast as yours, I have teammates."
Kaka stopped running suddenly, and looked at him with a half-smile, "You seem to have misunderstood Real Madrid."
As soon as Kaka finished speaking, Marcelo made a shovel, and the ball was in their hands again.
Marcelo didn't have the slightest thought of passing the ball, and ran towards the opponent's half with the ball.
It was too late when Rui wanted to return to the defense. Kaka who ran past him said lightly, "I have teammates too."
Then when he came back to his senses, Kaka had already run ten meters away.
The Spaniard's defender was going crazy seeing Marcelo, damn it!you again!Are you not a defender?
Marcelo's puffy hair rubbed against the opponent's defender, and a Marseille slew to avoid the second defender. Then he was blocked by two defenders, and he knocked back to Kaka in desperation.
After Kaka received the football, he didn't choose to run immediately, and came up with a show operation.
Sprint violently, stop suddenly after the opponent's defender is about to be dropped, change direction and sprint again, and stop suddenly.
After repeating it twice, the opponent's defender was about to be exhausted, but Kaka, like a normal person, finally stopped in front of the goalkeeper.
The goalkeeper didn't even dare to swallow his saliva in the face of Kaka, and concentrated on staring at the football, for fear that it would enter the net behind him in the next second.
Kaka showed his porcelain white teeth facing the goalkeeper, causing the goalkeeper to blink, and Kaka kicked the football in an instant.
The last thing the goalkeeper expected happened.
"Beep——" the whistle sounded at the end of the game, and Real Madrid won.
Kaka opened his hands and ran around the sidelines, with only the pure white in front of his eyes. Finally, he ran to the south stand, in front of the purest melinger, and kissed the team emblem lightly, offering his loyalty to them.
Fans who have loved Kaka since Milan burst into tears. These two seasons are the most difficult for them. From Italy to Spain, they have witnessed Kaka's peak and loneliness.
Now Kaka has been reborn from the ashes. He is now the prince of the Bernabéu, but he is still God's favorite child.
The fans didn't have time to prepare the exclusive Kaka banner, they made up a song belonging to Kaka on the spot.
"God's most beloved child, he has the fastest speed in the world, God's most beloved child, he has a fascinating charm, God's most beloved child, he has gone through untold hardships, God's most beloved child Oh, he'll have everything he wants, God's favorite child, he'll be the greatest knight."
One after another, the Espanyol team couldn't help but stop.
No one would hate Kaka, even if he became an opponent, he would still be irritating.
"Thank you." Kaka shouted loudly standing in the south stand, with tears in his eyes, but forced himself to smile.
While waving his hands, he walked towards the sidelines, until he reached the player channel, tears fell and wet his palms.
Mordred was a little worried looking at Kaka like this, and wanted to comfort him, but was stopped by Mourinho.
"Let him calm down alone. The grievances of nearly a year are not so easy to relieve." Mourinho's light expression convinced Mordred involuntarily.
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In the post-match interview, Mourinho did not bring Ricardo with him, as he said Kaka now needs to calm down.
So he brought the best background board of the game, Captain Casey.
Captain Cassie was really miserable in this round. Obviously his teammates had no trouble, but he was hung on the background board by a world wave.
It is proposed that 70.00% of the world wave is luck, and the remaining 30.00% is strength. It is a pity that Captain Cassie is still a little short...height, otherwise the ball can be saved.
But the only good thing is that today all the media attention is on Kaka, and no one remembers the world wave before the big victory.
After the reporters discovered that Kaka hadn't come, their morale was weakened by three points, and finally put the account on Mourinho's head.
"May I ask why Mr. Mourinho put Kaka on the starting list in this game? I heard that Kaka was being treated before, but he didn't tell us where he was being treated. What is the reason why he is suddenly put on the field now? "
mentally handicapped.Mourinho sneered in his heart without blinking his eyes, and on the surface he wanted to play bureaucratic with this group of reporters.
"Kaka has recovered, so I put him on the starting list." A simple sentence blocked the reporter's question, and he would not satisfy this group of vicious guys.
The reporter who was answered gave Mourinho a vicious look, and added a bad word about Mourinho to the notebook.
One reporter fell down, and tens of thousands of reporters stood up, "What do you think about the rumors before the game that you and Kaka were at odds?"
"You yourself said it was a rumor. Didn't you officially state that it was a rumor?" Mourinho sat firmly on the Diaoyutai without panicking, maintaining a madman posture.
Captain Cassie looked at Mourinho's verbal battle with the reporters with a blank expression, without any fluctuations in his heart.
Because he is used to it, from his teammates to the coach Real Madrid's painting style is very consistent, and it is no wonder that others treat Real Madrid like a big devil every day.
Just when Cassie was in a state of eating melons, a strange person suddenly appeared to interview him, "What do you think of Real Madrid's song against Kaka? As the captain, you don't have this yet?"
Cassie shook his head inwardly as a guy who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.
But there was a gentle smile on his face instantly, very official and dedicated.
"This is what Kaka deserves, and this is also the recognition and respect of Kaka by Real Madrid fans. I am not recognized by the fans now, which shows that I still need to work harder."
Okay, it's official.
The angry reporter almost broke his pen, grabbed Cassie by the neck and said: Hey!Can you be more arrogant and less self-effacing like the madman next to you!You guys are the worst class I have ever led!
So the reporters aimed their long guns and short guns at Mourinho again. As for the Spaniard?It's been forgotten by them long ago.
"May I ask why you suddenly abandoned your usual defensive style of play today and chose to attack?"
Mourinho put down his water glass and always treated the reporter with that indifferent expression, "If you knew football, you wouldn't say such things. I used to like to defend, but it doesn't mean I don't like to attack. When I'm attacking Taking into account the defense, there is no problem."
The reporter who had always disliked Mourinho was nearly suffocated by Mourinho and had a brain hemorrhage. His words were fine, but his tone was too sarcasm.
Meanwhile in the Real Madrid dressing room.
Mordred leaned on Chris like a salted fish, "I'm going to die without football~~"
It's okay to lean on Chris, with his head raised high and his mouth open, the whole is a man with his mouth shut and eyes open, denying his mother who ruined that good appearance.
Chris also admires his ability, he is so handsome that he doesn't move and doesn't speak, and people believe that he is an angel.
Once you open your mouth... it's over, it's all ruined.
Chris is sometimes curious about what he likes this kind of guy, but every time even if he is like this, he always wants to pamper him in his heart.
Maybe this is love.
"Mr. made you not play, and you are so annoying. Think about the players who are on the bench every day, have they become more psychologically balanced?" Chris helped Mordred upright.
Mordred stood up along with his strength, with an expression of disbelief.
"Chris, you can be a human being, if you are heard, you will be beaten."
"I'm telling the truth, aren't I? Serving food on the football field is the original sin," Chris said innocently, but he couldn't tell whether it was true or false.
Mordred thought for a while and really couldn't refute, his shoulders drooped and he said, "Well, what you said is indeed correct."
Chris saw that Mordred believed it and said it was just to tease him, but he saw Kaka coming out wiping his hair.
The others came out one after another, their bodies were wet, but they all looked at Chris with the same expression, with a somewhat hideous expression.
Chris: Pills...
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Chris and Pipimei have stayed together for a long time, and they have learned how to hide. It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability of Pipimeipi without overturning the car.
Today's double update, it can be regarded as filling in the pit of asking for leave yesterday, okay?
Mordred watched Kaka stiffen for a moment, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This is the honor Kaka deserves.
Mourinho, who was standing next to Kaka, also devoted himself to his duty before the last second on the field and said: "Don't care too much, kick out the results you want. You also want those guys who look down on you to be ruthless." Slap your face hard, then go up and prove your strength, and use football to speak on the football field."
Kaka looked at the madman's serious expression, and couldn't help but nodded, "I will, sir, victory is destined to belong to us."
Then Kaka trotted onto the court and stood on the front waist according to the lineup arranged by the madman. Next to him was Chris. The two best friends who were too familiar looked at each other and smiled at each other.
"Today is your comeback match. Although I don't want to make trouble with the Spaniards, I believe they will not blame us. We will inherit their legacy and take down Basara, so don't be polite in this match." Chris raised his eyebrows One pick, Kaka couldn't help but shook his head with the same arrogance as Mourinho.
"Careful to be beaten."
Chris didn't refute, just shrugged his shoulders, the arrogance in his eyes didn't decrease in the slightest.
Although the two Portuguese didn't get along very well, they were almost the same characters carved out of the same mold.
Ready to kick off, the Spaniard looked at the smiling Ricardo, and Chris suddenly felt chilly. As football players, their intuition told them that the next game would be difficult.
It turned out that their ominous premonition came true, and Real Madrid was completely transformed in the second half. Everyone was full of motivation, eyes were on the goal and eager to try, and everyone was on the verge of shooting.
Spaniard defender: You!Yes, that's right, it's you, a defender who runs faster than a striker, what do you want to do!
Real Madrid entered the full-force pressing mode in the second half, and the ball would be snatched back after less than a few minutes in the hands of the Espanyol. Their purpose was very clear, which was to attack with all their strength.
This time, not only the Spaniard fans are confused, but even the Real Madrid fans are a little confused. Is this still the team whose defense is greater than offense?No, this is not Mourinho!
The camera panned over Mr. Madman who was standing aside, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up but there was no smile in his eyes, heh, did you think he would only fight against the enemy?
Kaka, who finally got support, was like a fish in water. The temperature of the wind blowing across his cheeks was just right, and he was a little excited. He could clearly feel that he was loved by God.
"Chris! Go on." Kaka stopped the pass from his teammate and passed the ball to Chris who had already run to the goal without any hesitation.
Chris did not live up to his expectations, he jumped up high and light like a bird, and took off under the attack of two defenders.
With a diving jump, the rotating football was headed towards the goal. Hei □ □ Ling drew a perfect arc under the interference of external forces, avoiding the goalkeeper's encirclement and interception.
The ball went in! ! !
When the two defenders of the Spaniard were scrambling for the ball, they were stuck by Chris. They sat on the turf, trying to get up and clear the ball, but when they heard the referee's whistle announcing the goal, they lowered their heads unwillingly. Hammered the turf.
Just when I was so annoyed, I suddenly heard a gentle voice from above my head, "Are you all right?"
The man couldn't see his face clearly against the light, but he could feel the kindness emanating from him.
After being lifted up by those warm palms, the defender named Raul realized that it was Kaka, and most of the depression in his heart disappeared immediately, "Mr. Kaka!"
This young man who just turned [-] this year looked at Kaka with bright eyes, looking like a fanboy, which made Kaka laugh dumbly.
"Aren't you a Chris fan?"
"I am also your fan! I watch every game of yours. You are super handsome. I especially liked your football style when I was a child!" Raul was so excited that he almost jumped on Kaka.
Kaka, who was about to celebrate her 30th birthday, said softly to the childlike Raul, "Do you need an autograph?"
"Oh!!! Is it okay?" Raul couldn't restrain himself at all, and his eyes glowed strangely while hanging on Kaka.
Mordred, who was sitting in a chair, watched this scene and broke Mourinho's water bottle without knowing it.
Staring at the opponent who was a few months older than me, I was angry and laughing in my heart. It's fine to provoke Chris, but you still want to provoke Kaka!You're done buddy.
"Meris..." Ozil looked at Mordred who was exuding a dark aura, and couldn't help muttering.
As a result, Mordred turned his head like a ghost, but the moment he turned his head, the dark aura disappeared, "What's wrong?"
Ozil shook his head quickly, "It's okay."
The people on the field didn't notice what happened on the sidelines. Instead, Mourinho glanced at Mordred lightly, with a hint of warning.
Mordred, who was thinking about the plan in his heart, immediately canceled the plan, and gave Raul a fierce look in his eyes.
And Raul was indulging in the joy of Kaka giving him an autograph, and he walked lightly.
In the end, Raul was taken away by the Spaniard captain, and he looked at him with condemning eyes, "In private, you are slapping on Chris and Kaka, and I don't care about you! But this is on the field, you give me focus point."
"Ah? Captain, what are you talking about? I seem to have heard something extraordinary just now?"
Playing and playing, the Espanyol team knows that they have no hope of winning. They only hope to score a goal before the end of the game. Even scoring a goal in Real Madrid is an honor.
When the ball kicked off again, Mourinho knew what they were thinking and sneered.
Although Real Madrid's defense is all forwards, it seems that the defense is in a mess, but that is also on the premise that the opponent's striker is strong. The Spaniard still wants to score their goal with a weak striker?
Then Mourinho was severely slapped in the face by his defense, and the Spaniard striker Ruy actually made a world wave 30 meters away.
At the beginning, the commentator mocked Rui for overreaching himself, but now he covered his face and said nothing, because his face hurt too much from the beating.
The entire Real Madrid defender didn't expect the opponent to be so bold, and they chose to make a big kick from a distance when they were behind. Their preparations were completely useless, and they used their strength in the wrong place.
However, most of the world's wave energy goals still account for a relatively large proportion of luck, but this is not what the Spaniard considers.
They surrounded Rui in a group, waving excitedly at their fans with simple and understandable expressions.
Playing in such a club, there may be few supportive fans, but as long as the supportive fans respond to their players with 100% enthusiasm, such fans are also easy to be satisfied.
The White Legion also gave applause, which is the pride of Real Madrid fans, and they never hesitate to applaud their respectable opponents.
His wonderful world wave conquered this group of Meilingers.
Callejon, who was sitting on the bench, looked at his former teammates complicatedly. He was born in Real Madrid's youth training and hadn't received applause from Meilinger. Rui, who was originally mediocre in the team, actually scored a goal against Real Madrid...
When Real Madrid said they needed him, he came back without even thinking about it... But since Mordred appeared, his appearance has been greatly suppressed.Benzema, Chris, Cristiano Ronaldo, and even Mordred have been overpowered by him a lot. He is not the only one.
He has no place in Real Madrid now. He has been sitting on the bench for almost a month. In the Spaniard, he basically starts every game...
Thinking about it now is really ironic, lowering his head and hair covering his face, he couldn't see his expression clearly.
Mordred, who was extremely sensitive to emotions, tilted his head to look at Callejon, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? I don't think you look well."
Callejon seemed to wake up suddenly, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I just have a sore throat."
If he said he had a headache or a stomachache, Mordred could still be concerned about it nervously, but his throat hurts...
After thinking about it, Mordred picked up the water glass at his feet and stuffed it into his hand.
Callejon took it with a bewildered expression, and saw Mordred make a drinking gesture to him.
Callejon stared at the glass like a scourge.
All kinds of conspiracy theories swirled in his mind, and finally he drank the water. The sweetness in his mouth made Callejon's eyes widen. This is...
Before he could open his mouth, he saw Mordred making a shush gesture to him with a nervous expression, and quietly glanced at Mourinho, and found that Mr. Madman was watching the changes in the field. It took time for him to relax.
"I secretly put a spoonful of honey, it's quite effective for a sore throat, don't tell sir." Mordred came over and said with a vigilant expression.
It looked like a hamster who was afraid that someone would steal the melon seeds, and his every move was so cute that Callejon almost couldn't laugh out loud, but he still held back.
What's even more strange to him is that if he is afraid of Mourinho, he can just not drink it, once and for all.
He doesn't think he's the kind of god who keeps his mouth shut.
Mordred seemed to see Callejon's doubts, and whispered in front of him, "Don't you have a sore throat? I don't have a golden voice on me."
Golden voice?Is it the same advertising brand that Kaka photographed like the second idiot?
Although he still didn't understand why the other party would rather take the risk of being discovered by Mourinho than give him water for an obvious lie.
But he clearly felt Mordred's kindness, "Thank you, I will keep it a secret."
Mordred's smiling brows and eyes were very receptive to this compliment, "You're welcome, we are friends."
If Kaka's smile is the warm sun in winter, then Mordred's smile is the rising sun.
Callejon turned his head awkwardly, and hummed with an unnatural expression.
Seeing Ozil shaking his head, another one fell under the appearance of this little devil.
The screen on the field is blurry, but Kaka is not too much.
It slowed down significantly in the later stage, and the score was three to one.
With two minutes to go, the opposite striker named Rui Rui suddenly made an attack, and after a change of direction, Kaka rushed into the penalty area.
Kaka's complexion changed, and he turned around and ran towards Rui.
Kaka is the son of the wind, his speed is unmatched by players of Rui's level. Kaka and the water master who surrounded him were about to break the ball, but Rui passed the ball with his back heel to the forward forward. In midfield, Rui Rui, who was light without the ball, smiled and said to Kaka: "Although my speed is not as fast as yours, I have teammates."
Kaka stopped running suddenly, and looked at him with a half-smile, "You seem to have misunderstood Real Madrid."
As soon as Kaka finished speaking, Marcelo made a shovel, and the ball was in their hands again.
Marcelo didn't have the slightest thought of passing the ball, and ran towards the opponent's half with the ball.
It was too late when Rui wanted to return to the defense. Kaka who ran past him said lightly, "I have teammates too."
Then when he came back to his senses, Kaka had already run ten meters away.
The Spaniard's defender was going crazy seeing Marcelo, damn it!you again!Are you not a defender?
Marcelo's puffy hair rubbed against the opponent's defender, and a Marseille slew to avoid the second defender. Then he was blocked by two defenders, and he knocked back to Kaka in desperation.
After Kaka received the football, he didn't choose to run immediately, and came up with a show operation.
Sprint violently, stop suddenly after the opponent's defender is about to be dropped, change direction and sprint again, and stop suddenly.
After repeating it twice, the opponent's defender was about to be exhausted, but Kaka, like a normal person, finally stopped in front of the goalkeeper.
The goalkeeper didn't even dare to swallow his saliva in the face of Kaka, and concentrated on staring at the football, for fear that it would enter the net behind him in the next second.
Kaka showed his porcelain white teeth facing the goalkeeper, causing the goalkeeper to blink, and Kaka kicked the football in an instant.
The last thing the goalkeeper expected happened.
"Beep——" the whistle sounded at the end of the game, and Real Madrid won.
Kaka opened his hands and ran around the sidelines, with only the pure white in front of his eyes. Finally, he ran to the south stand, in front of the purest melinger, and kissed the team emblem lightly, offering his loyalty to them.
Fans who have loved Kaka since Milan burst into tears. These two seasons are the most difficult for them. From Italy to Spain, they have witnessed Kaka's peak and loneliness.
Now Kaka has been reborn from the ashes. He is now the prince of the Bernabéu, but he is still God's favorite child.
The fans didn't have time to prepare the exclusive Kaka banner, they made up a song belonging to Kaka on the spot.
"God's most beloved child, he has the fastest speed in the world, God's most beloved child, he has a fascinating charm, God's most beloved child, he has gone through untold hardships, God's most beloved child Oh, he'll have everything he wants, God's favorite child, he'll be the greatest knight."
One after another, the Espanyol team couldn't help but stop.
No one would hate Kaka, even if he became an opponent, he would still be irritating.
"Thank you." Kaka shouted loudly standing in the south stand, with tears in his eyes, but forced himself to smile.
While waving his hands, he walked towards the sidelines, until he reached the player channel, tears fell and wet his palms.
Mordred was a little worried looking at Kaka like this, and wanted to comfort him, but was stopped by Mourinho.
"Let him calm down alone. The grievances of nearly a year are not so easy to relieve." Mourinho's light expression convinced Mordred involuntarily.
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In the post-match interview, Mourinho did not bring Ricardo with him, as he said Kaka now needs to calm down.
So he brought the best background board of the game, Captain Casey.
Captain Cassie was really miserable in this round. Obviously his teammates had no trouble, but he was hung on the background board by a world wave.
It is proposed that 70.00% of the world wave is luck, and the remaining 30.00% is strength. It is a pity that Captain Cassie is still a little short...height, otherwise the ball can be saved.
But the only good thing is that today all the media attention is on Kaka, and no one remembers the world wave before the big victory.
After the reporters discovered that Kaka hadn't come, their morale was weakened by three points, and finally put the account on Mourinho's head.
"May I ask why Mr. Mourinho put Kaka on the starting list in this game? I heard that Kaka was being treated before, but he didn't tell us where he was being treated. What is the reason why he is suddenly put on the field now? "
mentally handicapped.Mourinho sneered in his heart without blinking his eyes, and on the surface he wanted to play bureaucratic with this group of reporters.
"Kaka has recovered, so I put him on the starting list." A simple sentence blocked the reporter's question, and he would not satisfy this group of vicious guys.
The reporter who was answered gave Mourinho a vicious look, and added a bad word about Mourinho to the notebook.
One reporter fell down, and tens of thousands of reporters stood up, "What do you think about the rumors before the game that you and Kaka were at odds?"
"You yourself said it was a rumor. Didn't you officially state that it was a rumor?" Mourinho sat firmly on the Diaoyutai without panicking, maintaining a madman posture.
Captain Cassie looked at Mourinho's verbal battle with the reporters with a blank expression, without any fluctuations in his heart.
Because he is used to it, from his teammates to the coach Real Madrid's painting style is very consistent, and it is no wonder that others treat Real Madrid like a big devil every day.
Just when Cassie was in a state of eating melons, a strange person suddenly appeared to interview him, "What do you think of Real Madrid's song against Kaka? As the captain, you don't have this yet?"
Cassie shook his head inwardly as a guy who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement.
But there was a gentle smile on his face instantly, very official and dedicated.
"This is what Kaka deserves, and this is also the recognition and respect of Kaka by Real Madrid fans. I am not recognized by the fans now, which shows that I still need to work harder."
Okay, it's official.
The angry reporter almost broke his pen, grabbed Cassie by the neck and said: Hey!Can you be more arrogant and less self-effacing like the madman next to you!You guys are the worst class I have ever led!
So the reporters aimed their long guns and short guns at Mourinho again. As for the Spaniard?It's been forgotten by them long ago.
"May I ask why you suddenly abandoned your usual defensive style of play today and chose to attack?"
Mourinho put down his water glass and always treated the reporter with that indifferent expression, "If you knew football, you wouldn't say such things. I used to like to defend, but it doesn't mean I don't like to attack. When I'm attacking Taking into account the defense, there is no problem."
The reporter who had always disliked Mourinho was nearly suffocated by Mourinho and had a brain hemorrhage. His words were fine, but his tone was too sarcasm.
Meanwhile in the Real Madrid dressing room.
Mordred leaned on Chris like a salted fish, "I'm going to die without football~~"
It's okay to lean on Chris, with his head raised high and his mouth open, the whole is a man with his mouth shut and eyes open, denying his mother who ruined that good appearance.
Chris also admires his ability, he is so handsome that he doesn't move and doesn't speak, and people believe that he is an angel.
Once you open your mouth... it's over, it's all ruined.
Chris is sometimes curious about what he likes this kind of guy, but every time even if he is like this, he always wants to pamper him in his heart.
Maybe this is love.
"Mr. made you not play, and you are so annoying. Think about the players who are on the bench every day, have they become more psychologically balanced?" Chris helped Mordred upright.
Mordred stood up along with his strength, with an expression of disbelief.
"Chris, you can be a human being, if you are heard, you will be beaten."
"I'm telling the truth, aren't I? Serving food on the football field is the original sin," Chris said innocently, but he couldn't tell whether it was true or false.
Mordred thought for a while and really couldn't refute, his shoulders drooped and he said, "Well, what you said is indeed correct."
Chris saw that Mordred believed it and said it was just to tease him, but he saw Kaka coming out wiping his hair.
The others came out one after another, their bodies were wet, but they all looked at Chris with the same expression, with a somewhat hideous expression.
Chris: Pills...
The author has something to say:
Chris and Pipimei have stayed together for a long time, and they have learned how to hide. It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability of Pipimeipi without overturning the car.
Today's double update, it can be regarded as filling in the pit of asking for leave yesterday, okay?
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