[Football] The world's first arrogant

[Marca: The situation in the league is very good, people who are rumored to be in conflict are not worthy of Meilingge]

Regardless of whether Higuain's brother did or didn't do it, what he thought in his heart, and how he planned to get back together, anyway, Gu Bei tried his best. It's beyond her control.

However, Higuain was very face-saving. When he was not sure what to say best, he chose not to say it.

However, this incident still had a little impact on Mourinho's mood, which directly caused him to reach a point where he was not very pleasing to anyone in the next few days.

Gu Bei didn't bother to talk to him - after all, she wasn't in a good mood either.

The vacation was forced to be suspended, and no one would be too happy if they changed.

"Mr. Higuain still can't tell what is going on with that r. It is very dangerous." Mendes looked at Gu Bei sincerely, "If Real Madrid wants to keep the league championship that is about to be won this year, they must ensure unity , don’t you think so? Honey.”

Looking at the rainy day in Madrid outside the window, Gu Bei felt a little sadness in his heart.

"We have agreed that we will not be tied to the club and not get too close to the club. Sir, firefighters are our best image positioning, and this is what you agreed to before." Gu Bei said.

"Time changes, time changes." Mendes spread his hands, "And I didn't bind you to Real Madrid. I just... yes, I just sent you to Moscow for a while, and then sent you A ticket to the Champions League."

Gu Bei gave a dry laugh and had no choice but to agree.

Reluctance is reluctance, but Gu Bei himself still likes Moscow as a destination - this has nothing to do with the CSKA Army that is about to face Real Madrid, it's just because of this city.

The open-air cafe next to the Red Square, the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in the cloud, the Church of Our Lady with onions in the sun... But none of these have anything to do with Gu Bei.

The only thing Gu Bei could do was to follow Mourinho to the Luzhniki Stadium to see the field through the snow.

"I hate this time the most... oh no, I don't like to come to Moscow all year round, and the weather in Europe is never in the same season - even in summer it can be cold to death." Faria wrapped her down jacket tightly, Looking at the sky with swirling clouds, he complained to Gu Bei in a low voice, "Not to mention the snow... how can you play football when you're so slippery?"

Gu Bei felt that it was okay, "If you want to skate, it's not a problem. Besides, Real Madrid's strength is absolutely superior, and this game is just a formality."

Faria looked at Gu Bei, and was amused by her confidence, "The ball is round, who knows what happened? This team can enter the Champions League, and its strength is not bad. At least it is better than Rayo Vallecano." much better."

Vallecano hired you?

"And..." Faria seemed a little hesitant, and after a moment of hesitation, he lowered his voice again, "And I don't know if you've noticed that Higuain's condition has been a little...uh, not very good recently. Maybe It's because of his brother's incident... I guess it's because of this that the club is a little worried."

The two fell behind and chatted quietly, while Mourinho walked ahead and looked at the scene with a sullen face, full of dissatisfaction.

"When will this snow melt?"

"Is it still possible to play football in this weather? There is so much snow on the ground, the ground is frozen hard, what if a player slips and falls?"

"Is there no one to deal with so much snow?"

The person in charge of the reception at the other club listened to the translator, and his face became more and more ugly.But maybe it was because there were media around him, and the opponent was a world-renowned head coach, so he still held back and didn't beat Mourinho to death.

The person in charge of the club endured the fire and explained in an amiable manner: "It is not easy to clear the snow on the grass. If the snow has covered the grass, we can take some measures, but the current situation is that the snow is not so deep. It is in the middle of the grass. If you take measures such as shoveling snow, it will easily damage the turf, and if it does not recover well by then, it will be detrimental to the game.”

Everyone knows that this situation is not an embarrassment for Real Madrid by the opposing club, but at most it is called an embarrassment for Real Madrid by the weather.

"Sir," Gu Bei saw that the receptionist was obviously in a bad mood, fearing that something might happen, he quickly pushed Faria over to grab Mourinho.Faria had no choice but to bite the bullet and go over and say, "We should go back, there will be a tactical meeting later."

Mourinho moved his mouth, but finally held back.

However, the fact is that holding back is just an appetizer for Mourinho.

"In the UEFA Champions League group match with CSKA Moscow, Mourinho was very restless when faced with a referee's penalty. He directly yelled at the referee because he was dissatisfied with the referee's penalty for a ball possession..."

"I don't know what he's thinking... His mouth looks like he's trying to call the referee stupid."

"But luckily, assistant coach Faria covered his mouth before he could finish the word - it didn't look very decent, but it was better than being sent to the stands. "

"But it's far from Mourinho's limit."

"In the post-match press conference that just ended not long ago, Mourinho publicly complained about the snow at the Luzhniki Stadium and the one-handed goals missed by his players-even though they had already won."

Gu Bei watched the live news on the screen of his mobile phone, ignoring Mourinho who was sitting next to him and was full of complaints.

"He missed two must-go goals! If it wasn't for that, I would have taken Cristiano off! Did you notice? He hasn't been playing well since his brother posted that damn r Good! You know what, he doesn't look at me much in training sessions, and doesn't talk to me much!"

I do not know.

I just know it's true that you sound a bit resentful now.

"Then maybe you can talk to him first." Gu Bei finally turned off the live video, sir, I don't think this is the point.The point is you——I don't really care about other people's affairs, I just think that your current state may not be particularly good for players... and some journalist friends have told me that you feel that you have been too... impatient recently . "

Gu Bei tried to use a more decent word to describe Mourinho's state.

"Impatience? I think it's 'unreasonable'? You don't have to try to beautify the word, I can hear it all. Their voices are so loud, and I'm not deaf." Mourinho anxiously tapped the glass of whiskey Looking at the table in the hotel room, "You should lower their psychological expectations—this was last year... when did you teach me?"

Lower psychological expectations, and then get greater praise when you achieve results—this is indeed Gu Bei's theory.

But the problem is, no one is fantasizing about the double right now!Your exit from the King's Cup has already made them lower their psychological expectations, and if they lower their expectations, they will lose meters!

"Sir, did anyone put pressure on you?" Gu Bei looked at the glass of whiskey sympathetically, trying to figure out what the problem was, "Uh, if you think it's Mr. Chairman, maybe there is some misunderstanding? Because I think Mr. Chairman, the current league record..."

"It's not Florentino!" Mourinho glared at Gu Bei, slapped the table and stood up, walking around the room emotionally, "What's wrong with him? My ex did It’s not better than me! Oh no, it’s much worse! He should be lucky to find someone like me!”

Gu Bei felt that he had suffered the anger that he should not have suffered innocently, and expressed that he was very wronged.

And Mourinho understood the expression.

"Do you think you are innocent? No! You are the culprit!" Mourinho couldn't help roaring.

Gu Bei's entire face was wrinkled, and she felt that even if she applied ten masks tonight, it would not be able to offset the wrinkles produced in this second.

"Okay, I apologize, I may have put too much emphasis on the league championship." Gu Bei thought for a long time and only found out such a crime for himself, "Then I will try my best in the future..."

"That's not it!"

Reckless confession will only make your mistakes more unforgivable - Gu Bei added such a sentence in his life motto.

She rolled her eyes, feeling that it was unnecessary to even maintain her own smile.She took another glass from the table and poured herself a glass of whiskey, "If you want to tell me, you can tell me now. If you don't, I'll go to bed after drinking this glass..."

As soon as she raised the glass, it was snatched away by an angry Mourinho.

"It's Cristiano!" Mourinho seemed to believe that Gu Bei was playing dumb, "Although you didn't do anything yourself, is it different from what you did?"

Gu Bei was at a loss.

Mourinho seemed to sense something, he suddenly calmed down, even with a gentle and amiable smile, "You don't know? Oh, you really don't know? That's great, it's perfect tonight, you go back Rest - finish this drink."

Mourinho put the wine glass back into Bei's hand with a smile on his face, "I'm so sorry that I got angry with you just now. There was no reason. It's really rude."

Just don't know.

"Will we win, sir?" Mourinho remembers Cristiano asking himself. "In the Champions League, can we win it?"

"Although I know you have always been naive, but to be honest, I am very surprised by the naivety of your words." Mourinho was busy looking at the training data of the players at the time, and was not in the mood to talk to Cristia. No nonsense, "I am confident that I can take you to the finals, but you are the ones who are on the court. If you concede eight single-handed goals in one game... then I am afraid that even God will not be able to let you advance."

Cristiano looked somber, "You know, Ann didn't make it back for my birthday - to celebrate someone else's birthday. I feel a little... uh, not safe now that I think about it. So I think maybe It's time to act."

Mourinho let him out, sternly.

However, Cristiano didn't seem to hear it, "Sir, I'm not saying that there are not enough league titles, but really, the Champions League is the world's attention after all. I always want to do something that no one else has done. So, do we have this opportunity?"

"No, I don't want to have it now." Mourinho said at that time.

But now, Mourinho wants to win this championship - under the condition that Gu Bei is banned from entering the final venue.

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