[Football] King Of Europe

Chapter 18 Treble 17

The boy standing by the window said nothing.

He stood quietly by the window, as if he was watching the clumsy performance under the hotel and on the square, and it seemed that his eyes had drifted to the unreachable horizon.

Deco hesitated to speak.

However, on the TV screen, the blatant person continued: "...I guess he must be a yellow-skinned monkey, hahahahaha!"

"Snapped!!!"

There was a loud bang, the TV suddenly went silent, and the screen was pitch black.

Sebastian walked away from the window, and passed his eyes to Deco's slightly worried face, feeling warm in his heart.

He smiled and joked to his teammates, "Anderson, why don't you watch it? Such a wonderful show..."

However, his teammate didn't speak, just looked over with that faintly worried and slightly angry gaze, and patted him on the shoulder like an elder brother, as if he wanted to use this method to transfer power to him .

What worries him is himself who has been discriminated against.

The angry one is the one who speaks out loud.

"...It's a pity not to listen to him and get more nervous."

Deco shook his head and threw the remote control board under the bed.

So Sebastian didn't speak any more.

He has always known that his teammates treat him very well, and the tricks and tribulations of old players that many young players have to experience have not been imposed on him.It is true that it is because of his own strength, but Sebastian has never forgotten the help his teammates gave him.

Acceptance, tolerance, and trust, after he showed his strength—more potential, he gradually gained a firm foothold in the first team.

They gradually became familiar with each other, and gradually, they became an inseparable part of Porto.Every player has become the backing of other players.

Just like now.

The emerald green in the young man's eyes was a little bit stronger, almost condensing into the blue green in the forest in early autumn, reflecting a cold and chilling color.

He hates terms like "sissy" and "little boy".

No boy would like to be described with feminine words, not to mention that these two words are almost full of malice.Sebastian didn't know how much he had suffered because of his delicate and gentle appearance. On the court, his outstanding appearance would not bring him any bonus points—instead, it would detract from all aspects. His hard work and achievements are often easily overlooked and denied because of his face.

What's more, his appearance is obviously Asian, and Asians have never produced top stars in world football.

So he was never afraid of physical confrontation, even if he was repeatedly reprimanded by his respected husband because of this—as if in this way, he could come out a little more from the shadow of his appearance.

For various reasons, he particularly disliked such descriptions.

Almost to the point of being paranoid.

And that despicable accuser brought these up again and again.

If it's on the court, he doesn't mind using his own feet to teach him a lesson, using his own skills to teach him so that he can't hold his head up anymore.

It's a pity that that man is so fat, but he doesn't even have the ability to walk on the court.

In this case, he doesn't mind using other means.

Although it is possible, it makes people feel that he is fussy and immodest.

But that's what the man deserved.

——Everyone should pay the price for their actions.Especially for those who are so arrogant that they don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, no matter how high they float, they will be miserable when they fall.

Sebastian always knew.

Deco watched helplessly as his little teammate opened the door and walked out.

He should actually have fulfilled his duties as an older teammate and stopped the teenager.

But for some unknown reason, he stood there and watched the young man leave.

Sebastian rarely looked like this. Most of the time, he was smiling, his eyes bent into emerald crescents, joking with his teammates cheerfully.He seems to be a born optimist, he doesn't care about anything, troubles come and go quickly, nothing can bother him.Even if he encounters any distressing things, he will sway his emotions wantonly. After crying and laughing, he will firmly move towards his goal and never look back.

So they also like this little teammate in the team very much, because in many cases, as long as they see him, they will feel better.

It seemed that he had shielded most of the negative emotions, the young man who had just stepped into the stadium and magnified his dreams to the extreme, exuding brilliance from every corner.

And his talent and sweat are enough to bear all this.

Even if he didn't know it himself, he often turned pale with fright when Mourinho said "Go back to the youth team", dragging his head and squatting on the edge of the training ground to weed weeds in distress.

But most people know that this thing will never come true.

——Because he always pulled out in distress for a while, then he got up energetically and held the football to challenge Porto.Even if he was taught mercilessly by his teammates, he had to take off his underpants.

The more frustrated the more courageous.

Now, Sebastian simply pushed the door open and went out. There was even that casual smile on his face, but he didn't see the bottom of his eyes at all.

Whenever the green color in his eyes becomes thicker, it means that he is usually in a bad mood - in layman's terms, someone has offended him.

Deco instinctively felt that someone was going to be in trouble.

Thinking about what made him like this again, everything seemed clear.

That Hannover 96 fan... kicked a piece of iron.

Deco was curious about what his teammates would do next.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like