football king

"Do you know that Anthony?" Mourinho said straight to the point, his eyes were like searchlights, and Mordred's heart trembled.

"I don't know." It's just this denial, and Mordred said it with a guilty conscience.

Thinking about it carefully, he hasn't seen that Mr. Anthony yet, even if he is an old man, it's okay for him to say he doesn't know him, right?

Thinking of this, Mordred immediately straightened up, allowing Mr. Madman to look at him.

Mourinho, who had been observing him, could of course see his change of mind. His expression remained the same, he took a sip of water and said lightly, "This is the best. I don't care whether he knows you or not, or where he met you."

Just when Mordred was relieved, he heard Mr. Madman's tone suddenly change, "But he can't take you away, right?"

This isn't an inquiry at all, it's an order.

The only one who can treat players with this kind of tone is probably only Mr. Madman.But Mourinho is the only one in this world who can command in such a concerned tone.

Obviously it was the party that was ordered, but Mordred suddenly chuckled.

He walked up to Mourinho and gave him a hug.

"Sir, no one can take me away from you. Who told me to be your Meris?" Meris, who belonged to the old man, has long since died, and his greatest wish now is to play football well.

Mourinho had already guessed that he would answer like this, so he ordered him so confidently.

In the entire first team of Real Madrid, he is the only one who has such a sweet mouth, and Meris who belongs to me alone... Humph.

Although it wasn't obvious on the surface, Mr. Madman had already been comforted comfortably. He patted Mordred's back hard, and Mordred let go of his hand in pain.

Before he could play tricks, he heard Mourinho's deep and light voice, "Go back to training, your muscles are a little tired during this period, I will let you rest for a few more games, but if I find you lazy, you understand What are the consequences?"

"Mr. understand, I won't embarrass you! Guaranteed to be in a perfect state every time I play." Mordred gave a funny salute, which made Mourinho laugh angrily, "Can you be more serious, kid?"

"Is it still me when I'm serious?" Mordred blinked before turning around and running away without waiting for Mr. Madman to laugh and scold.

Back on the training ground, everyone was gossiping.

"What did sir tell you? Did you give me a lesson?"

"It should be a warning, sir, is he willing to discipline him?" Pairs of curious eyes approached him.

Mordred had a subtle expression on his teammates who were no more than five years old at most.

"Of course, sir, he didn't say anything, but he just encouraged me. Is sir a scourge in your hearts?" Mordred really wanted to know, after all, sir was very kind to him, and there would be no harm without comparison!

Compared with the old man, the husband is much more amiable. At least you won’t be punished for increasing your training if you make a mistake.This is simply a qualitative leap!

"The scourge? No, no, the scourge is not as powerful as him." Pepe, who has been trained the most, pouted, "To me, Mourinho is just a dictatorial monster."

"Mr. is indeed very strict, but he did succeed." Kaka smiled softly, obviously he did not agree with Mourinho's policy.

But now Mourinho is using one victory after another to gain a foothold in Real Madrid.

Even Lafayette seldom intervenes in the locker room, and the outside media are also scrambling to praise Mourinho, even if they wish to scold Mourinho to death in their hearts, what they write is praise.

In the 11-12 season, Real Madrid had a total of three ten-game winning streaks. Although they were interrupted three times in the middle, the league championship was basically in the bag. Even the Cosmos team was defeated many times, using their strength again and again to wash away Qing was dishonored by five goals.

Now speaking of the winner, it is no longer Barcelona but Real Madrid.

Victory is a privilege, and the fans can't wait to sing Mourinho's song every day. After all, with Legrini's mediocrity ahead, Mourinho's winning streak is naturally exciting.

Although there are still fans who feel that the defensive counterattack is too boring and not enough football, but since Meris joined, Mourinho has become more and more bold.

Not to mention the recent test lineup, basically how fancy it is.

Is Mourinho not wanting to play beautiful football?It's because he doesn't want to lose, and if he can win, he is of course willing to let the Meilingers watch it comfortably and happily.

"Sir, he is actually a very nice person. You have too much prejudice against him." Mordred was just about to explain a few words to Mourinho, but the others looked at him with weird eyes and insisted that Mordred It looks hairy.

In the end, Captain Cassie stood up and reached out to rub his soft hair.

"Yes, yes, sir is the best coach."

They didn't intend to correct Mordred's weird idea, they simply followed him.

"I'm serious!"

"Yes, yes, you are serious."

They separated and started training.

Mordred was annoyed at their perfunctory attitude, that is, he didn't let you meet the old man!The old man's iron and blood rule can play you to death!How dare you dislike Mr.

Mordred was very angry with this group of guys who were blessed and did not know their blessings.

The turf nurses are going to cry, stop pulling, or you will be bald if you pull again.

After Mordred's physical fitness slowly kept up with the first team, Mourinho began to gradually reduce his training. The more scientific training method not only made Mordred physically stronger, but also more self-disciplined.

After all, even the menu is prepared by a dedicated nutritionist.

After the training, everyone went to take a shower, and Mordred went to the side of Chris who had been gloomy.

"In a bad mood?" Mordred put his whole head in front of Chris's face, his blue eyes blinked, that was innocent.

As a result, Chris took one look at him and sat down on another chair to continue tying his shoes.

Mordred was even more puzzled. He didn't seem to provoke Chris, did he?It was fine yesterday.

And Chris looks like a little sun every day, with a brighter smile than anyone else, and his big white teeth shine in other people's eyes every day.

what is it today?Getting mad at Little Mini?Can't.

The more he thought about it, the more confused Mordred sat next to him again, "What's the matter? Who made you angry, it can't be me."

Chris, who was really entangled by him, said helplessly, "Can you have a little understanding of your identity?"

Chris was going to comfort him outside for the first time, but he just heard what Mordred said to Mourinho, 'Your Meris' was so sad.

Although the father and son will never have any relationship other than family affection, but he is sour!This kind of words should be what Melis said to him.

Moreover, since the two confirmed their relationship until now, the way they get along has not changed at all, and his attitude towards himself has not changed, which makes Chris a little depressed, and even wonders whether it is the generation gap caused by the age gap between the two.

After listening to what Chris said, Mordred almost died of laughter, his lover.

Filled with helplessness in his heart, he moved to his cheek and kissed lightly, "I love you only, I didn't before, and I won't in the future, don't worry."

Mordred didn't dare to stay for too long, after all, his teammates were taking a shower, and if they saw the two of them being intimate, there would be something to play with.

Their current status simply allows them to do so.

Chris knew this very well, but he couldn't help holding Mordred's hand, and said in an inaudible voice: "I may not have participated in your life before, but from now on there will only be you in the world. "

There were no fancy love words, which made Mordred happy, maybe this is love.

After Ramos and the others came out, Chris and Mordred were packing their clothes, which was invisible to Yingyi just now.

Ozil came out from behind Master Shui, wearing a bath towel and asked curiously, "Aren't you taking a bath?"

Mordred, who is obviously blushing when he looks at Chris's figure, looks at Ozil like looking at a rib, and there is no fluctuation in his heart.

"I won't wash it anymore. I'm still dry today and I'll wash it when I go home. If I go back late, the dog will tear down the house again. You understand, huskies." Mordred shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed expression.

Kaka smiled knowingly: "Where is Chris?"

"Chris wants to send me off, so why don't we just go home and wash it together, anyway, it's not far away." Mordred didn't know that Chris had told Kaka about the two of them, and replied subconsciously.

Kaka's gentle smile was not noticeable at all, he was playing tricks, "Okay, have a good trip."

"Let's go, go home." Chris pushed open the locker room door and said to Mordred.

After the two of them left the locker room, Marcelo said casually: "The relationship between the two of them is really good."

Pepe narrowed her eyes and said, "Yeah, Chris picks him up every day, and Meris can take his driver's license test now."

Kaka sighed softly and said, "Meris told me several times that he would take the driver's license test, but he forgot about it whenever he had free time. It happened that he took a rotation during this period. I reminded him to take the driver's license test. Other people's cars are still inconvenient."

Several other people knew that Kaka and Mordred had a good relationship, so they handed over the matter to Kaka, a good gentleman.

Mordred, who was sitting in the car, didn't know what kind of crisis he was covered up just now.

"Eh? This is not the way back to my house." Mordred leaned on the car door, looking at Chris with a half-smile.

"Little Mini misses you." Chris was as thick-skinned as a city wall, and said directly without even pausing.

I just met yesterday, but I thought about it today?There is no good excuse for lying.

Mordred didn't intend to expose him, but instead mentioned another person closely related to Chris, "When will you take me to see Ms. Dolores?"

The status of Ms. Dolores in Chris's heart is self-evident. Since he transferred to Real Madrid, he has not seen this mother.

He wondered what the lady thought of him.

Chris was stopped by this question, and replied with a somewhat unnatural expression: "She is not used to living here and has returned to Portugal, and will be back in a few days, but I haven't told her about our relationship. "

"It means that I haven't registered in front of Ms. Dolores, right?" Mordred understood his worry. After all, he was straight before, and it was normal for him to bend suddenly and not tell his parents.

But when Mordred's question was put into Chris' ears, it was a complete questioning.

"I'm sorry, Melis, give me a moment..."

"Relax! Relax! Chris, I don't blame you, maybe you can tell Ms. Dolores later, let the two of us get in touch first?" Mordred said in an extremely gentle tone.

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hhh career and relationship together, perfect!