127 127 YY Brain Hole Novel Discovered
127 YY brain holes were discovered
A call-up to the national team is the most fucked up thing for a club. The players worked hard for the national team for the honor of the country, and the national team coach also made full use of the country's most elite players. However, it is still the clubs that pay for the physical injuries of these players, and the Football Federation will only provide limited compensation.
There are also many players who have burned too hard in the national team and are unable to do so when they return to the club. Spending sky-high prices to nurse the injured for the national team, he can't let him play his value in the club, and he has to pay a high annual salary, how can he be wronged!
Especially those big teams, the players are worth frighteningly high, and the loss of a piece is the euro for nothing. The club also has a goal of winning the title this season, but injuries will also hinder the road to the title.
So for the club, it is a friendly match to let the players at the bottom escape. There are also some club coaches who simply lie that a certain player is injured and cannot play for the national team.
It is also common to see the club coach firing at the national team coach, the national team coach accuses a certain coach of obstructing the player's contribution to the national team, and a player resolutely turns his face because of the coach's interference in playing for the national team.
What a big show!
Players want to play for the country, become heroes of the country, be respected and loved by the country, and realize the greatest value of a player. Of course, playing for the national team is an honor and a proof of strength.
There is the highest and widest stage, a World Cup, and even a goal in a game, which can make you famous all over the world and double your value.
But there are always some sweet troubles, and players who are highly valued by the national team will inevitably be used frequently by the national team. Originally, it was a multi-front battle for the club, and it was already hard. I really don't want to overdraw myself for a friendly match, which also hurts the interests of the club.
On the other hand, the national team substitutes or those players who are eager to play for their country but have not even made the squad dream of being favored by the national team manager.
The call-up from the national team always makes them overjoyed, and they also come to the national team with enthusiasm, hoping to open up territory and create glory with this champion division!
MΓ‘laga's new team is the biggest dark horse in La Liga this year, and the team's ace Chena Mouris has overshadowed everyone again, and although he can be called up to the national team, the fans are happy, but not surprised.
What's more, the national team coach has unabashedly expressed his appreciation for the Malaga ace before.
It's just that what will become of the midfield of the Matador Legion is too luxurious! Xavi, Silva, Sergio Busquets, Marcos Alonso, Juan Mata, Cazorla and several other active midfielders are available for Bosque.
Now that there is one more Murice, can the Matadors midfielder let go of these big names?
Although Muris is strong, others are not covered! Many of Mouris's fans are worried that he will not be able to play in the national team, and they have offered him advice.
Because the Matador's luxurious midfield configuration is the envy of all national teams. With Muris's skills, he can play the main force anywhere, but the matador is afraid that he will have to survive~
Among them, the most supported proposal is to move Muris to play in a different position.
The jack-of-all-trades on the pitch have always been favoured by coaches because he can play in any position, the manager can move him however he wants, and he can play more tactically with the manager. Provided, of course, that the player is obedient enough.
Although Mouris rarely plays in other positions outside the midfield, it is not that Mouris cannot do it, but he is too good in the midfield. So much so that no other position can fully display his talent and talent in football.
His superb footwork and gorgeous and strong dribbling ability, as well as his anti-sky shooting skills and accuracy, determine that he can also be a striker.
Murice's nose in front of goal, the fans don't have enough information to confirm this. Because most of Muris's shots are wide open and close, spanning the entire half.
Or a free-kick in front of the court like a Tomahawk, a perverted curveball like a banana ball, it's a long-range attack. Like grabbing points and supplementary shots in the penalty area, Muris has not shown it a few times so far.
There are many fans who have a very special argument, which at first glance looks a bit like Black Muris, but it actually makes sense when you think about it.
They say that Muris's style of play is the most aristocratic and even kingly, his pattern is very high, and he is still a little upright, and he is always at ease.
He doesn't like scrambling or squirming in the box, he likes to be in the midfield and lead the goal. Through passing and team-mates, they create a wonderful work together.
Like the art of football that President Alsani of Malaga admires, Mouris has his own flamboyant football philosophy.
In this regard, Muris is quite similar to the midfield master Xavi. Xavi has his own football philosophy, he likes to score goals in the way he imagines and leads, and if not, he wouldn't be happy even if the team wins.
But it's really hard to get them to believe that they can calculate smartly, and that they have everything on the pitch under their control, without a sense of smell in front of goal.
He's a good striker and probably a lot of goalscoring efficiency. Because when he arrived in the opponent's penalty area, his stunts on those sharp knives must have been a headache for the opponent.
Maybe he can also become a killer in front of the door who "kills one person in ten steps and doesn't stay for a thousand miles".
But the Matadors already have a striker on the front line, and Bosque likes to play 4231, a single arrow configuration on the front line, and Muris should play as a midfielder if he wants to change to a striker.
The strikers can't do it, the midfielders can't do it, then only the defenders are left.
Judging from the fact that Muris can break the ball sharply as soon as he comes out and the physical confrontation with the two brothers Mallorcasreta and Sgoli is not left behind, the thin Muris can also be qualified for the role of defender.
Speaking of which, fans can't help but sigh that the real jack-of-all-trades players in Malaga are not only beasts, but also Muris!
The more I analyzed, the more I felt that it was feasible, not to mention that there was his friend Shui Shui in the backline, and it would definitely be fun for the two to defend together.
Muris didn't open Facebook and Twitter, and the fans ran to the Facebook of the water lord Ramos, and kept him: Shuishui, take your little Murice to the back line and gallop!
However, it is theoretically true, and it may not be so smooth when it really kicks. And Muris is so thin that he can't bear to look at it, what if he is knocked off by his opponent?
So there are little fans crazy about water: water, water, water, you must take care of little Murice!
Ramos was triumphant, and he could see who the big brother was from the reaction of the fans, and he was ready to reply in a smug voice: Don't worry, little Muris will follow me!
Before I could reply, I saw a series of fans at the bottom turn the direction of the wind, and the screen was full after a few brushes.
Water water takes care of Muris, are you sure?
Who takes care of whom, it used to be Xiao Mumu who helped those two goods on the court!
It's better to sympathize with Shuishui, in front of Muris, there is only the share of being bullied~
It's the pressed share 23333333~
After all, it's all against CP!
Wow, I'm crazy about the cool little Muris, who is the most handsome everywhere!
If Shuishui wants to counterattack, it is difficult!
Well, if it's Muris, if the water wants to be pressed, let's press, the Lamu party has only one principle: Lamusipi is reversible and indetachable!
And now there is the Lamu party?
Hey!
The properties of water and water are exposed, right?
Kudos to my sister for her courage!
Just water? If I can attack in front of little Murice, I will eat Xiang!
Cough cough cough, Ramos was once again so angry that he vomited blood by these people, and snapped his phone shut, angry and angry.
Little Muris, you've made me miserable, 5555~
The national team players who were called up by Bosque went to the Spanish national team training base on the 28th to report.
Mouris is going to attend the Alsani chairman's reception to celebrate the end of the season, which, as Arsani said, is for MΓ‘laga and he must be there as the team's ace.
Muris showed his face, Malaga teammates didn't want to let him go like this, but this is the first training camp since Muris was selected for the national team, so it is better to report it early.
Chairman Alsani had his driver take Mouris directly to the training base to report, and by the time Muris arrived, many of the players had already moved in. Dragging his suitcase into the players' quarters, Ramos came with Alonso in tow.
"Little Murice, you move so slowly, I usually sleep at this point." Ramos smiled and took the suitcase from Murice's hand and shook it, it was really easy.
"Welcome, Muris." Alonso also walked over and patted Murice on the shoulder to welcome him.
"Ahh With Pique's words, the Barcelona gang also arrived.
Pique walked beside him, with Ivao Ibis in the middle, Sergio Busquets on the other, and behind them, Pedro was still standing.
"Hey, Barcelona, don't make trouble, little Murice has worked very hard to get here." Ramos and Pique didn't see each other in the right way, and in the national team, the grievances between the Barcelona gang and the Real Madrid gang also gave national team coach Bosque the most headache. Harvey and Cassie are easy to handle, have a steady temperament, and are the leaders of the team, and will automatically help maintain unity within the team.
The trouble is that Ramos and Pique, two hot-tempered defenders, are the backbone of the Matadors' defence and are indispensable. It can be said that how far the matadors of this European Cup can go depends on whether the two of them can put aside their personal grievances and unite with the outside world.
Fortunately, these two people, although their tempers are not very good, they still have a strong sense of group honor. Bosque decided to talk to the two men about the two days and make them realize that they are not opponents in the national team, but comrades.
But until then, don't let anything happen and make the situation worse.
With Xiaobai and Alonso following, nothing will happen. What's more, Muris is not a troublemaker, after seeing the Barcelona gang come out, he greeted them detached but friendly, "Hello." β
"Malaga have had a good season, congratulations." Xiaobai spoke.
"Thank you!"
Muurice didn't politely congratulate them on winning La Liga, and there was a "stingy guy" standing behind him in a huff, and he dared to guarantee that he said so earlier, and Ramos lost his temper with him every minute.
Although he is not afraid, there is no need to let him blow up.
Besides, although Muris doesn't know much about the media and is not interested, he knows that football is a very dangerous place. Trouble comes from the mouth, and if you say something wrong, it will always attract a lot of turmoil and saliva.
Murice is right, he is here today to congratulate Barcelona on winning the La Liga title, and the next moment he will be the target of countless Meilinger crusades.
Even some neutral fans think that Muurice is really stupid, how distracted is it to congratulate their sworn enemies in front of Real Madrid's friends?
"Okay, it's late, I have to train tomorrow, go to bed."
Ramos didn't dwell on it either, and walked away with Muris's things.
"Where do I sleep?"
"If you don't mind, share a room with me." There are two people in a room here, and if you are lucky, you can have a room for one person if you are lucky.
Ramos originally occupied a room by himself, and he contributed it for the sake of little Muris's face, where did he think that little Muris didn't appreciate it!
"No, I don't mind." Muris stood still, and replied solemnly.
"Why?!"
"You're too noisy."
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"Poofha~" Alonso and the Barcelona gang laughed unceremoniously.
"Then Muris is in the same room with me?" Alonso spoke.
"Thank you." Mouris and Alonso are gone, while Ramos is still carrying Mouris's luggage, pitifully clubbed there.
"Fool!" Pique laughed at Ramos.
"What do you say? Call me stupid?! Ramos crooked his nose and was about to step forward to theorize. Muris returned, "Give me the luggage." β
"Hey, hey!" Clever little Muris, who even forgot his own luggage. "I want luggage, no way!"
Ramos hugged Muris's luggage tightly and refused to give it anything, and little Muris made him laughed at by the Barcelona gang, so he didn't cheapen him.
"Sergio, if you want to share a room with Murice, just say it, grab someone's luggage, kid!" Alonso saw that Muris had not followed for a long time, and also walked over.
"Even if you say that, I still won't give it."
Hum! Ramos tilted his head, don't think I don't know it's a radical tactic.
Alonso looked at Muris helplessly, "It seems that you only have one room with Sergio, you see, he is very insistent." β
Murice shrugged, "That's it." β
"Sergio was a bit noisy, and we were all afraid to share a room with him. You might consider stuffing cotton into your ears or plugging his mouth. β
"Good idea."
The two discussed how to deal with Ramos as if no one was around, and the water lord looked at Alonso and then at Murice.
Realizing that the two were not paying attention to him at all, he fed him heavily.
Only then did the two turn their heads.
"Sergio, I'm going to sleep, I don't talk much at night, I can't help but play with my phone for a while. You always like to hold that thing, but just be restrained and don't tear down the training base. β
"Hey, hey, what do you mean, are you leaving?"
"Let's go, Sergio, don't forget to grab my luggage." Muris followed.
"Wait for me~" Ramos looked at him alone, and hurriedly followed with Muris's luggage.
As soon as Ramos turned around, Barcelona's side erupted in laughter. Even Xiaobai, who has the best popularity, couldn't help but smile and shake his head.
It turns out that the vice captain of Real Madrid, who likes to fry hair, is at the bottom of the food chain, and it looks strange and pitiful~
Even Pique, who was the most at odds with Ramos, couldn't help but laugh angrily.
Ramos and Morris are in the same room, and there is nothing uncomfortable, Ramos has stayed in Muris's apartment before.
After Ramos took a bath, he rolled onto the bed wrapped in his pajamas, crackled for a while, and then rolled on the bed a few times. In the end, he corrected his shooting posture, and he was so stinky that he couldn't do it.
Muris watched him play crazy alone, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
After a few more minutes, Ramos pulled out a frog doll out of nowhere, pinched it and rubbed it, rested his head on it, tossed and turned, and finally put the little frog on his feet before he felt more comfortable.
Just when Ramos felt that he could finally lie down, a pillow flew towards him.
"What!" Ramos took the small pillow and looked at Muris angrily.
Little Muurice is so annoying, he has been bullying him since he came to the training base.
Muurice got out of bed, lifted Ramos' leg with two fingers, freed the little frog that was about to be crushed by him, and then stuffed his pillow into Ramos's arms.
And Muris himself went back to bed, and the little frog that Ramos had beaten was neatly placed at the head of his bed, and then fell asleep satisfied.
Ramos Clam Clam slapped the bed and laughed, he said, Little Muris is so stingy, he wanted a little frog. Don't say it earlier, he has this thing, and it's no problem to have one a day.
After a long time, Ramos was a little tired, but he couldn't sleep, so he listened to Alonso playing with his phone.
After playing for a while, I got bored, and secretly glanced at Murice, seeing him lying there thinking about things, I shouldn't be interested in seeing what he was doing, and opened the place I saw last time and continued to look.
Knowing that he couldn't help but get angry every time he watched this, and he couldn't control his hands, Ramos faced the bed and gritted his teeth in anger.
Murice turned his head and looked at Ramos opposite, thinking that he should have listened to Alonso gag Sergio's mouth, but he couldn't help but wonder if there was something on his phone that could make Sergio make such a strange movement......
"Humph! Hum! I'm so angry, why am I the only one, what the hell! Ramos didn't know what he saw, so he was completely angry, shook his little phone, got out of bed with a bang, and went to the bathroom.
And his mobile phone, which was originally wrapped in a quilt, was directly overturned by Ramos to the ground.
The screen was still on, within reach of Muris's reach.
Muurice bent over and picked up the phone on the ground.........
By the time Ramos washed his face with cold water and burst out with two more foul words, the anger was finally a little less.
As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, he saw Muris looking at it with his mobile phone, with an indescribable weird smile on his face, which made Ramos furious and frightened.
When I went back to my bed, I shook the quilt and didn't see my phone.
"Muris, do you see my phone?"
Ramos inadvertently turned around and saw what Muris was holding in his hand, why did it look so much like his?
If you look closely, there is a small football pendant hanging on it, but it is not your own!
"Muris, you, you, you......" Ramos couldn't speak because he was nervous.
"Ah, this." Muurice shook his phone, "You're watching football?" β
Ramos snatched his phone and glanced at it, but fortunately it was a football game. However, before this chapter, there were some things that were inappropriate for children, and I don't know if little Muris saw it.
Ramos carefully sat down on the bed and began to test Murice.
"Little Murice, what do you think of these footballs?"
"I only looked at it a little bit, and I couldn't make an evaluation."
Ramos was more relieved, maybe little Muurice helped him pick up his phone, looked at it casually, but in fact, he didn't see anything.
He hadn't been in the bathroom for long, and little Muris hadn't understood anything.
"But Sergio, is there a girlfriend Chris has had before named Mumu? Little Mumu ......"
"Ah...... Yes? Ramos's heart, which had just been put down, lifted again. For...... Why do you ask? β
"Because the author wrote...... Chris held Mumu's hand and looked at him affectionately, in his eyes..."Muris tilted his head, feeling that this wording was really not ordinary explicit, "a gentle and delicate, at this time, what Yelena, what career, what football, all of them don't care." Because for Cristiano Ronaldo, the person in front of him is the one he wants to cherish. β
Ramos wiped his sweat and flipped through his phone to see that Muris had already seen the next game, and it was not at all where he had seen it before.
He flipped back a little further, and finally came to the place where Muris had spoken. Looking at it again, I think that Muris is simply anti-human, what can be repeated word for word at a glance?
In just a few minutes of his visit to the bathroom, Muris had read more than 10,000 words. Judging by the short segment he had just visited, he couldn't hope that Muurice would just take a casual glance.
ββ¦β¦ Oh, yes, Chris used to have a girlfriend named Mumu, but they separated a long time ago......"
Muurice nodded.
Seeing that he had succeeded in fooling the past, Ramos secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But then, Muris threw out another sentence that made Ramos want to faint directly.
"Sergio, can his girlfriend named Mumu also play in La Liga?"
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