atypical star

All the fans present were silent, they could only watch helplessly as Apollyon, who had scored a goal, ran all the way, throwing off those

The teammates who wanted to rush over to hug him rushed all the way to the coach's bench next to him.

He threw himself on Mourinho's body, hugged him tightly, and rubbed against the Portuguese's neck: "Sir, thank you for trusting me and choosing me to play as a substitute."

For this little golden retriever who reversed the result of the game, Mourinho has no reason to be unhappy.

He hugged him back with the same strength, and then patted Apollyon on the back, indicating that the young man let go, and then he grabbed his arms and praised Apollyon with joy on his face. The little golden retriever was clearer than the sky He saw his own reflection in his eyes.

In the end, the referee's increasingly urgent whistle interrupted them, and the fourth official on the side came over cautiously to express that the celebration time should not be too long.

Amidst the furious boos of the home fans, Apollon happily trotted back to continue the game.

However, this period of affectionate embrace between master and apprentice, which should have been discussed by others, did not attract too much attention.

Because, when the commentator saw the familiar round moon scimitar, he immediately dug out the information on Apollon he had just obtained and looked at it at a glance.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, he grabbed the microphone and yelled wildly in a hoarse voice: "Fans and friends! Fans and friends of the British Empire! Do you know what I just saw?"

All the fans who were watching the live broadcast were whetted by him, holding a glass of butter beer in their hands and listening intently!

"This talented 22-year-old Apollyon Lursis from the United States! He is of mixed British and American descent, which means that he has the nationality of two countries at the same time!"

"More importantly!" The commentator stood up and stepped on the table, holding up the information, "Apollon has never participated in any national team competition!"

what does this mean?

Fans drank an entire glass of butterbeer in one gulp before slamming the empty glass on the bar.

This means that this talented star is theirs!

Thank you blind Yankees for not drafting this player!

The commentator was still shouting: "Look at this free kick! What a perfect full moon scimitar! Look at this dazzling blonde hair and tell me who you think of!"

Who else, of course, is the famous English football star David Beckham!

After this game, not many people paid attention to Tottenham's unsatisfactory performance in the first half. All the tabloids revolved around Apollyon and Apollyon's wonderful free kick goal.

In fact, it is no wonder that they are so excited. After all, this summer, there is the European Cup that the whole world is interested in, and the England national team has not been successful in intercontinental competitions for a long time.

Moreover, in today's national team, there are really few good seedlings in the midfield. Even Ali and Lingard, who can be regarded as the main players, have not performed well during this period, and the latter has scored zero goals this season. Zero assists!

These John Bulls have always looked very high, thinking that English football is the originator of football in the world, and the Premier League is indeed the best league in the world, but for some reason, the star-studded England national team has always been gloomy. score.

The England national team is even jokingly called the European Chinese team in the far east, which is already a big ridicule.

Mourinho was not dazzled by the hype. He had seen too many little monsters who indulged themselves under the unscrupulous hype of the media and gradually disappeared from the crowd.

He was a little worried that Apollon, who had just come from the United States, did not understand the nature of these eight-woman reporters, and was deceived by the prints in the newspapers. To be honest, he had extremely high expectations for this player.

The head coach of Tottenham is very optimistic about him, and his future achievements are not just Beckham or Kaka.

A few days after this round of the FA Cup match, Mourinho planned to talk to Apollyon after training. He felt that it was necessary for him to remind this kid. Do not show pride.

Apollon, who has not yet found a suitable house, still lives in Tottenham's training base.

When Mourinho knocked on the door, he found that the door was not closed tightly. After hearing the answer of "please come in" from inside, he pushed the door directly into the room.

Apollon, with his back to the door, was sitting in front of a table. After training, he took a shower and changed into his regular clothes. His undried hair was still dripping, and the black sweater was dripping with water. The shape is not particularly obvious.

Looking at Apollyon who didn't turn his head, Mourinho walked over helplessly. As expected, the little golden retriever was already immersed in the world of the game.

But why is he still playing that hateful game called "Humanity Falls Flat"!

Mourinho feels that the memory of this game in his mind is very clear, and he can clearly recall a hundred of his failure experiences.

Apollon stopped to explain after reaching a new save point: "I'm trying to clear this game in a more normal way, and then I can provide a game guide for my husband."

Damn, isn't this explanation deliberately reminding him of those miserable game experiences?

Mourinho snorted coldly, pulled up a chair and sat down: "Then may I have a chance to see the abnormal customs clearance method?"

Afterwards, he watched helplessly that the villain who looked like he had a cold leg in his hands was vigorous and vigorous in the hands of Apollyon, and quickly passed the level by flying over the eaves and walls.

The silver-haired Portuguese pursed his lips a little aggrieved, but tapped his fingers on his knee unconsciously, a little... wanted to try again.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he kept paying attention to Apollyon, who was next to him, secretly smiling, with a gentle face, and took the opportunity to invite his head coach to play games together.

Recalling what he originally planned to do, Mourinho calmly planned to refuse, but looked at Apollon's wet eyes and looked straight at himself, and then said: "Sir, let's go to the restaurant to finish dinner together, and then How about getting back online?"

Unknowingly, he agreed.

"I know what you're worried about, sir," said Apollyon, busily picking out purple cabbage from a salad. "The press is the biggest lie in the world."

"I haven't won the championship for you yet." He raised his eyes and smiled. "It's because playing football is boring or the game is not fun. I won't pay attention to the comments of people I don't know at all."

"They're not me, so why should they judge me?" Apollyon wrinkled his nose, made a disgusted expression, and then quickly switched to a shy expression, "But if it's Mr. I will definitely listen carefully."

Mourinho laughed dumbfounded. Looking at the undisguised confidence and trust on the young man's face, he took a sip of the pre-dinner drink in his glass: "What a kid."

"I'm an adult—" "Are adults also picky eaters?"

Apollun silently moved back the purple cabbage that had been moved aside, then carefully picked out a small leaf, and swallowed it with a face that looked like death: "Look, the responsibility of an adult."

Mourinho, who was sitting opposite, laughed. Two cute and charming dimples were hanging on the apple muscles. Glanced.

Want to poke OvO

Two days later, all the furniture and items sent by the moving company from the United States have arrived, and the house has been found, not far from the club.

Five days later, the starting lineup for the league game against Liverpool has not yet been released. Even though Apollon is eager to play, he will not take the initiative to talk to the head coach to say something. He never pays much attention to the reporters waiting at the entrance of the training base .

But this is mainly because he is a bit of a homebody. He politely declined a few teammates to go out to hold a party for the welcome event, but promised to entertain them at home after he moved.

However, Tottenham's welcome tradition is naturally indispensable. On the second day after the FA Cup match with Middlesbrough, they held a welcome event for newcomers in the locker room.

That is... sing a song.

The head coach of Tottenham who heard the news did not rush to the locker room immediately after training that day, but left a little private space for these boys, although he was also very curious, because he forced him to go to the dressing room when he took office. Skip the activity.

Mourinho, who was standing at the door, never expected that Apollyon, who was as handsome as a movie star, would be so indescribable when he sang.

It's no longer out of tune, it's completely out of tune.

There was a burst of wild laughter in the locker room, even Mourinho who was standing at the door could hear clearly.

The redness on the face of Apollyon, the only one standing among a group of players sitting crookedly, has not disappeared. He is not like Ronaldo who sings out of tune but is not aware of it, but is also self-confident. The son of God is happy to sing K songs, but he knows that he has run away but can't get back.

Seeing that the little newcomer's head was about to be buried in the ground where it didn't exist, everyone looked at each other and chirped and said let's go have dinner together.

Apollon walked out of the locker room first, but met Mourinho's clear eyes at the door, and received a compliment: "Good singing."

After moving, he turned on the live broadcast in the dedicated live game room he had prepared. As soon as he opened the live broadcast room, a group of people quickly came in and frantically sent barrage.

[Ah, ah, God A, you are finally back! 】

[It's been a long time since God A called us little goldfish in a cool voice, I'm actually a little lonely. 】

【You in front are not alone! ! ! 】

But what they never expected was that God A, who just worked in a different country, was like a different person!

Apollon opened the server of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds with ease, and then asked casually: "Do you know how to improve your singing skills?"

[? ? ? God, have you been hacked? ? ?Obviously the voice sounds like his own. 】

[God A!If you get kidnapped you move the camera and blink! 】

【front!You are just trying to peek at the face of God A, dragged out and beaten to death with sticks, let me do it! 】

Shroud, who happened to be online and was also broadcasting live, entered the team, and then heard God A's question, thinking he was asking himself: "Just sing more, why don't you sing a few lines later?"

Below is a neat row of [I can] brush past.

But as soon as Apollon opened his mouth, the screen was instantly blank.

Apollyon, who was playing the game, could focus on singing and harvesting the enemy's heads. He only glanced at the barrage when he recovered his blood in a safe small room.

Yo, a bunch of rainbow farts, Apollyon is a bit at a loss, so I sing so well?It's okay to go out in situ.

In the end, the big devil Shroud broke the truth cruelly: "Apollyon, next time you open your voice, let me know in advance, I will turn off the receiver."

[Sure enough, God S, who has been tortured by the devil's murmur for a long time, will also become a big devil and complain about it hahaha! ! 】

【In my lifetime, I can see demons being stunned speechless, I am content! ! 】

Apollyon snorted coldly, cute little goldfish, do you think you will be afraid if you do this? !

So he sang songs for the entire game, and even opened the public show frantically. All the fans laughed so hard that they called it an upgraded version of the devil's whisper.

Because Apollyon sometimes had a venomous tongue, he called it the Devil's Whisper.

Finally, some fans couldn't bear it anymore and put forward a suggestion to improve their singing skills:

[God A, there is a game called Eighth Notes, which is very fun and can train people to pass the level by singing. 】

Apollun raised his eyebrows, obviously very interested, looked at the time, and it was already the time for the next broadcast, so he agreed, changed the name of the room, and set up the next live broadcast to play this game first.

A group of people in the barrage were chattering about what kind of game it was, and planned to play it immediately, but neither Apollon who was about to turn off the device nor the audience noticed that there was a message from a Japanese lady in the corner Shouting at the top of his voice.

[Please don't try that terrible game, the devil king will evolve! 】

The author has something to say:

It seems that everyone doesn't like yesterday's chapter very much? ?No comments at all qwq

Q1: Do you prefer to watch more game descriptions, or more content in life?

Q2: Is there any fun game Amway?The kind that can be used by the little devil for live broadcast or to play with Tian Tian

ps: By the way, on the great day of eating glutinous rice balls yesterday, I got a photo of Tiantian shaved herself into a stewed goose egg, tsk

Waiting for the comments of the little angels!When the total number of comments exceeds a hundred, start the next bg, cp is still fat goose