[Football] King Of Europe

The night was dark.

A group of panting people appeared at the Barcelos train station. They were wearing similar clothes and galloped towards the platform with long legs. Backpacks and clothes were flying violently in the air, making people wonder whether the next moment Just jolt down.

"Hurry up, hurry up...ah, it's about to open!"

"That's right, that's right, that's right!"

Facing the surprised gazes of the surrounding tourists, everyone in Porto rushed onto the platform quickly, and finally, before the death line, they boarded the expected train.

The long whistle sounded slowly, piercing the quiet sky, and the green-eyed boy who had just sprinted wiped his sweat: "God, I finally caught up!"

The conductor's eyes were slightly puzzled, Sebastian grinned back reflexively, and then quickly rushed into the carriage with his backpack.

His teammates came up one after another, looking for their own box facing the ticket.

"The shower just now was for nothing!"

The young marshal with curly hair smiled without sincerity: "I'm sorry, but if you want to use the bathroom on the train, I think it's also possible."

Baia pretended that he didn't say anything, and dragged Sebastian into the box together.

From the looks of it, they could only spend this wonderful night on this train.

At least from this end of the carriage, most of them are from Porto, and everyone rolled into the box after washing.After tidying up, it didn't take long for everyone to rest and fall asleep.

At night, Sebastian woke up again with the blanket rolled up, staring at the bed board resentfully.Baia's snoring was terribly loud, he shouldn't have stepped into this box in order to save him at the time!

At this time, how much I miss Deco, who has an extremely standard sleeping position and appearance!

Sebastian tossed and turned, finally got up, pushed the door out with his slippers on, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Looking down the moonlight, someone was standing in the corridor.

The man also noticed the movement here and waved to him.

Sebastian walked towards him in a calm manner, thinking about the time at this time, he wondered, "Sir, are you still asleep?"

"Appreciate the moonlight."

Sebastian: ...

Obviously can't sleep, okay, hehehe, all the trains are private rooms, so there will be no single rooms!I just don’t know if it’s Mr. Brito’s snoring or Mr. Faria’s snoring, tsk tsk tsk!

"Well, I understand, you must not be unable to sleep!"

Sebastian was extremely sincere, and then, without accident, he was hit by his coach.

"Why did we choose the train this time?"

Sebastian had nothing to say, and Mourinho replied solemnly: "Save money."

Could it be that the whole world has changed drastically when he woke up, and the gap between the air ticket and the train ticket can span the entire Pacific Ocean? The young man felt himself twitching: "The chairman will definitely thank you!"

"Oh? Maybe you can ask him." Mourinho nuzzled, "Da Costa is here counting the sixth box."

Sebastian who heard all this: ...

Help, he felt like he was going to be petrified, obviously he hadn't seen the chairman at that time!

His doubts were clearly written, and Mourinho replied: "Lyon Chairman Aulas said that he thinks Porto is the strongest team in the quarterfinals."

Sebastian gasped: Isn't this setting them up on the fire to roast them?

Real Madrid, Arsenal, AC Milan... So where are those giants?

"So da Costa temporarily decided to go to Lyon to get the venue back. Then...to prove the harmonious relationship, he temporarily decided to take this train." Mourinho patted him on the shoulder and taught earnestly, "Sebas Tian, ​​this arduous task is entrusted to you!"

"Look, go to France, go to the Stade de Gerland, tell the people of Lyon that we are indeed the strongest in the quarter-finals. Then... oh!" He breathed on the glass window and swiped the other team's back Name, "Milan, Rossoneri, go to the San Siro, tell the Milanese we're going to the final... and finally, in Gelsenkirchen, kick down our final opponents, do you like the task?"

Sebastian trembled his lips, this process is beautiful, this motivation is upward, but why does everything feel wrong!

Mourinho also said earnestly: "You won't let us down!"

???

Mourinho raised the corner of his mouth, with an interesting smile in his eyes, and rubbed his hair: "...European supernova Sebastian?"

In an instant, all kinds of newspapers with goosebumps all over the place in recent days flashed through his mind.

"No, no, no!" Sebastian howled, hugging his head, "I'm going to be sick!"