[Football] King Of Europe

"...Yes, my dad still has some objections to this, I'm sorry... well, I'm glad that I can be affirmed myself, but for the time being..."

"I may not be able to join the Portuguese team."

After hanging up the phone, Sebastian let out a long breath uncontrollably. The teenager moved his fingers unconsciously on the phone screen, and it was clearly seen that it was not an unfamiliar number.

In fact, it wasn't the first time he answered a phone call from the other party.

People from the Portuguese Football Association contacted him again.

It has only been four months since the Portuguese Football Association contacted him for the first time in February, and this is the second time.

Last time, I had made my refusal so clear. I thought they would stop pestering me, but I didn't expect that they still held hope in me.

And what about the other side?

Eternal silence, from the beginning to the end, I have never seen the possibility of Guizhi handing over.

According to my mother, the Chinese visit the thatched cottage three times to express their sincerity. In contrast, the German Football Association has not contacted him until now, and has not even mentioned his name on any occasion.

It seemed that this young player overseas had never entered their eyes from the beginning to the end.

Sebastian let out a long breath, a little annoyed, and threw the phone out.The cold metal smashed a small nest out of the soft bed, but at this moment the boy had already walked towards the window.

Downstairs was crowded with people. Even after night fell, the streets of Toulon were never less lively.The game has been over for almost an hour, but the fans are not over yet.Fans wearing all kinds of jerseys came out from the same place and walked in all directions. He even saw the Portuguese flag waving in the wind on the hands of many of them.

Portugal, Porto.

He said this word unconsciously, as if he had returned to the moment when he stood on the podium.

When I was young, I once imagined that one day I would be covered with championships, but I never thought that it would be realized so quickly.The soaring dragon of Porto, the night of the Olympiad in Seville, and the Algarve not long ago-seems like a dream, in the second season of being officially transferred to the first team, he won the "little three" Crown of Kings" glory.

Although I don’t think arrogantly that I am enough to be selected for any national team in the world, but in any case, Porto has won three championships in the league, the highest domestic cup, and the UEFA Cup this year. Such achievements have attracted a lot of attention. , and he was even the best player in the UEFA Cup final!

But even so, it seems that the German Football Association still fails to notice him.

Sebastian suddenly heard a pleasant ringtone, and the phone rang again. In the room with the lights off, on the white sheets, there were colorful lights shining.

He walked over quickly, picked up the phone, and after pressing the connect button, he said a long string without thinking: "...I'm sorry, I really don't have the idea of ​​joining the Portuguese national team for the time being, maybe you can Go and see my teammate Deco..."

"... Oak Oak!"

Someone cut him off.

It was so familiar, the owner of the voice was even seen in the stadium not long ago, but no matter what, Sebastian never expected that Cristiano would call him at this time.

Didn't they just beat Italy u2 1:20, are they enjoying the joy of winning the championship?

Just won the Toulon Cup?

"...Chris?"

"Lili, what are you talking about, what is the Portuguese national team, what is Deco... People from the Football Association have contacted you again?"

This is the consequence of speaking quickly. If I knew it earlier, I would have seen the caller before speaking.

Sebastian was a little annoyed, afraid that at this moment, his good friend would continue talking about this topic, and hurriedly changed the subject: "It's nothing, Chris, you heard it wrong! Why did you think of looking for me at this time? Are you not with your teammates?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be smiling: "We came out of the stadium and are going back to the hotel. The coach said that we will go back to Lisbon tonight, and we will go to the airport soon... Oak, I received your text message as soon as I turned on the phone. Already!"

Cristiano paused for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Your text message is even faster than my mother's. This is the first congratulatory text message I have received!"

"Really... Chris, happy to win the Toulon Cup!"

"Did you see it? Oak...you saw it on TV too, right? We kicked Italy out of the water. It's amazing, right!"

A flamboyant boy.

If you win a game, your tail will go up to the sky.

However, it is indeed worth celebrating.

Toulon Cup, the full name of "International Hope Football Tournament", is an A-level event of FIFA's youth competition, and even has the reputation of "Little World Youth Championship". Lun Cup".The participating players are generally between 21 and 22 years old, which is the age of transition from young players to mature players, so the Toulon Cup has always been regarded as a stage for young players to perform.

And this time Portugal's u20 youth team even reached the final!

Although in this final, Cristiano did play very well. He beat the poor Italian defender so much that even his mother didn’t know him. In the end, he led the Portuguese u20 to defeat the Italian u2 with a score of 1:20. He even became the winner of this tournament. The Cup of Toulon is the best.but--

Sebastian was quiet for a while, and began to imitate the other party's tone: "At my age, being able to be the main player in Sporting Lisbon... and even going abroad to compete and win the Toulon Cup is like a dream! "

"Qingli!" The person on the other end of the phone was extremely embarrassed.That's what he said when he passed the mixed interview area after winning the championship. At that time, he was so excited that he couldn't control a lot of words.

But why did Lili say it suddenly, that dead boy likes to catch these things to hurt others the most!

"Chris? My friend went abroad to compete, won the Toulon Cup, and even became the best player in the event... It's like a dream!"

"Please...don't imitate me! You were supposed to be with me!"

There is no such possibility!

Sebastian stopped talking, he was upset at the thought of this topic, and he didn't want to talk about it at all.

Cristiano on the other end of the phone seemed to have noticed something, and sighed: "Okay, let's not talk about this topic, do you have time to come to Lisbon?"

"doing what?"

"Congratulations on winning the Toulon Cup!"

"But……"

"There are not so many things. Isn't Porto's season over? Hasn't your coach already given you a holiday? Oak... come on come on come on!"

On the other end of the phone, after receiving an affirmative answer, Cristiano, who finally hung up the communication, fell into deep thought.

What did he just hear?

——Sorry, I really have no idea of ​​joining the Portuguese national team.