Chapter 184: Cake War

Brace!

Quaresma didn't expect it to be so easy to score, it was as if he had already scored two goals without doing anything, if only he had done it every game.

The first is a penalty, the second is a nanny ball sent by Reyes, a nanny ball that is more difficult to shoot than to score, if you have to live up to the kindness of your teammates, then you can simply find a rope and hang yourself.

After the goal, Quaresma hugged Reyes, who rushed over, and Van Persie and others celebrated again.

The die is cast!

With less than 10 minutes left in the game, no matter how terrible Ajax's attack was, they couldn't afford to concede a two-goal advantage.

However, Quaresma may care more about his own psychological feelings than about victory.

I have to admit that perhaps the previous Quaresma may not have fully integrated into Arsenal.

He just used Arsenal as a platform for growth, as a help in the fight to the death with Barcelona.

In his previous life, Arsenal was complained about in various ways, and Quaresma was not less involved, and it is difficult to have a deep sense of identity with Arsenal.

But now, for the first time, he felt that this was his home!

He's part of Arsenal!

Not just for yourself, but for Arsenal!

Maybe this kind of thinking even feels a little hypocritical to himself, but he can't deny his true feelings.

He didn't know that there was something indescribable in his smile at the moment.

......

After the restart, it was also nearing the end, and even if Ajax gave up defending and pressed all the troops, it could not change the fate of the loss.

Arsenal beat Ajax 2-0 away to make it two wins in a row in the Champions League group stage.

Van Persie kept talking to Quaresma as he walked off the pitch after celebrating his goal, and the two were the last to walk back to the dressing room, unaware of what his team-mates had in store for him.

Pushing open the door of the dressing room, the happy birthday song suddenly sounded, including Wenger, everyone was applauding Quaresma, in the middle of the crowd, a huge cake, full of three layers of cream, the shape is chic, the top, is actually a golden sneaker shape.

At that moment, Quaresma was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

"Come on, make a wish in front of the cake!"

After singing Happy Birthday, Campbell pulled Quaresa to the cake and smiled.

Quaresma's eyes closed when he heard this, and he made a wish with his hands on his chest.

"I hope in one season, I can grow into a superstar!"

"I hope the system will fix the BUG of ML physical performance reduction, I'm embarrassed by you!"

"I hope I can beat Barcelona with Arsenal and snatch the Champions League from Barcelona!"

"I hope ......"

Before Quaresma could finish his wish, he was confused by what was coming at him, and he was instantly stunned.

"You've made too many wishes!" Campbell still had the cake in his hand, and he had picked up a piece of cake and pasted it on Quaresma's face.

Quaresma was stunned for a moment, reacted, and immediately returned the color, and wanted to give Campbell a hard time, but obviously today he is the protagonist.

All the players joined the battle group, and as long as there was an opportunity to throw the cake at Quaresma, they would not let it go, beating Quaresma to the point of retreat, and in the end they could only shrink into a corner, holding their heads and squatting to defend!

It's miserable!

Slowly, the siege turned into a scuffle, a mess.

"Damn, who fooled me!"

"Don't forget to smash the balls!"

"Which bastard touched my ass!"

......

The entire visiting locker room was also in a mess, as if it had been bombed by a group of bombers.

After enough trouble and enough laughter, the players, who had already been covered in cakes, stopped and prepared to take a shower.

Quaresma was still crouching in the corner, not daring to get up, for fear that the herd of cattle would do something else.

At this time, a person walked over, also dressed in a cake, and his face was also covered with paste, as if he had brought a mask.

Quaresma took his outstretched hand and stood up.

"Thank you, brother, I think you're pretty miserable, and they didn't let you go?"

After Quaresma squatted down just now, all that was left was a mess, and although Quaresma couldn't tell who this guy was, Quaresma was sure that he was choked enough.

"I'm Arsene Wenger!"

The man paused, then spoke slowly, startling Quaresma to the point of nearly exploding on the spot.

Nima, Nima is going to rebel!

Have you all lived enough to make Wenger like this?

Feelings, you are relieved of hatred!

"I swear, I didn't do it!" Quaresma hurriedly raised his hands to show his innocence.

"If you can win all the time, even if I'm like this every day, it doesn't matter, does it?" After saying that, Wenger stuck out his tongue, licked the cream around, and then took it back, "It tastes good!" It's like a naughty old man.

Quaresma is a little crying and laughing, is Wenger so funny?

......

After taking a shower, Quaresma and Arsene Wenger went to the press conference together.

At the end of the routine speech, the reporters, who had been quiet just a moment ago, immediately became excited.

"Mr. Quaresma, why did the Arsenal players clapping around you during the game?"

"Mr. Quaresma, how do you feel about being conceded a penalty by a team-mate!"

"After scoring a brace, you're at the top of the Champions League scorer list again, do you have any ideas to compete for the Champions League Golden Boot this season?"

"You guys were in the locker room for so long, what happened?"

......

Obviously, it was what happened in the game that had something to do with Quaresma that excited the reporters more than a game that didn't have much suspense in the first place.

Quaresma picked up the microphone, unable to hide the smile on his face.

"Here's the thing, it's my birthday, and even I forgot about it, but my teammates didn't, so they planned to surprise me!"

"So when we got the penalty, they all ran up to me and wished me a happy birthday together, and to be honest, I was so moved at that moment that I wanted to cry!"

"As for the penalty, I haven't experienced it before, and I'm very grateful to my team-mates for giving me the penalty, but luckily I lived up to their wishes and scored the penalty!"

"The Champions League Golden Boot? That's too far away, I don't think about it that much, as long as you play every game step by step, the most important thing is the team's victory! ”

......

Quaresma was clearly in a good mood and was responsive to the reporters' questions.

Perhaps because of Quaresma's birthday, the reporters suddenly found out in their conscience that they did not ask some sensitive questions that embarrassed Quaresma or did not know how to answer, and the atmosphere of the press conference was harmonious.

However, Ajax, who lost at home, was not so generous.

After a while, a staff member came over and whispered a few words in the ear of Ajax coach Blind, who then picked up the microphone.

"I just got the news that our Amsterdam Athletic Stadium's away dressing room has been damaged by Arsenal, we will complain to UEFA after collecting evidence, you wait for the maintenance notice!"