After the warm-up, Quaresma and Meireles walked off the pitch side by side and walked to the players' tunnel.

Just as Quaresma was about to walk into the tunnel, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

Looking up in confusion, Quaresma saw a flock of pigeons flying unscrupulously in the sky, circling in circles, like bombers circling.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this, the pigeon, an animal that symbolizes peace, is abundant all over the world and can be seen almost everywhere, so it's not worth the fuss at all.

But Quaresma nodded thoughtfully at this moment, he knew that he couldn't talk anymore in this game!

Next to him, Mereles looked at Quaresma strangely, very suspicious, what was Quaresma thinking?

"Do you have any ideas?"

Quaresma turned his head and looked at Mereles, and since he was a good friend of his, it seemed appropriate to remind him.

"Don't talk about it in this game, try to talk as little as possible!" Quaresma said seriously.

Mereles' eyes widened, and he didn't know what Quaresma meant.

Is this a curse?

Try not to talk to guarantee them to win the game?

This is the Gypsy view of science?

"Why?" Unable to hold back, Mereles asked Quaresma anyway.

"Once upon a time, there was a senior who opened his mouth when he was playing on the pitch because he opened his mouth when he was calling out to his teammates, and a pigeon flew into his mouth." Quaresma was still serious, "Do you see the pigeons flying over the field?" If you don't want them to fly into your mouth, you'd better not open your mouth! ”

It was as if Mereles was listening to the Arabian Nights, and the reaction was very strong.

"Are you kidding? How could a big pigeon fly into its mouth, and how big would it be? Mereles couldn't help but retort: "If it's pigeon poop flying into my mouth, I'll believe it!" ”

Quaresma looked at it carefully, then threw down a sentence and turned and walked into the locker room.

"You're right!"

......

yes, Mereles was right.

The pigeon can't get in, but the pigeon poop can.

No matter what Mereles thinks now, Quaresma must be careful, even if this is a small probability event, but if it really happens to him, it is better to die!

Mereles looked at Quaresma's back and shook his head inexplicably, he really couldn't understand Quaresma's thoughts now, and he couldn't keep up with Quaresma's rhythm.

Maybe genius is different from others!

He could only comfort himself like this.

......

The referee blew the whistle and the game officially began.

For the sake of caution, even if Porto kicked off first, Quaresma did not rush forward desperately, and according to the normal rhythm, it is safe to test it first.

Postiga passed the ball to Diego, who in turn passed the ball to Meireles, and in a few passes, Porto had already pulled away and slowly pushed forward.

Quaresma, who had planned to develop lewdly for a while, suddenly found that it seemed that Braga's defense was not up to strength.

There were defenders around him, but he didn't have a close eye on Quaresma, so he didn't put a lot of pressure on him, as if he didn't think Quaresma was a threat.

It's not that Braga's left wing-back is alone, it's that everyone in Braga doesn't seem to be in the defensive rhythm, which makes Quaresma a little confused.

Although it was a little confused, it did not affect Quaresma's next offensive attempt at all.

Quietly moving to the right flank, stuck at the link between Braga's midfielder and the left wing-back, Quaresma raised his hand high for the ball.

Costinha saw Quaresma's movement and didn't hesitate to push the ball to him, and his teammates have recognised his quality and are willing to believe in him after a great performance in the last game.

With his back to the ball, the opposition full-back slowly pressed up, slow enough for Quaresma to have enough time to turn.

After turning, the center of gravity quickly leaned forward to the right, as if he wanted to use his speed to make a trip, seeing Quaresma's posture, the opponent did not dare to slow down anymore, and hurriedly moved the center of gravity in the hope of keeping up with Quaresma's rhythm.

However, after almost hitting his opponent's center of gravity, Quaresma came to a sudden halt and changed his center of gravity with incredible speed, smashing the ball past his opponent from the left.

The ribs are empty.

Just now, the opponent's back was attracted away by the inserted Mereles, and he didn't come to make up for the defense, Quaresma never thought that he would enter the penalty area so easily.

But this is not the time to think, if you want to think about life, let's wait for a single knife.

Continuing forward with a murderous spirit, Quaresma could already see the goal beckoning to him.

Braga's left centre-back pressed on, and at this point they had no way to compose, and Quaresma's surprise attack brought their entire defence to the brink of collapse.

The centre-back is still complaining about his full-back team-mate, how can he be broken through by Quaresma's change of direction so easily, what is the use of you?

But what he didn't expect was that in the face of Quaresma's unpredictable change of direction, he was almost shaken to doubt his life.

The ball was pulled to the left with his right foot, as if he was going to continue to the middle, but the center of gravity of the Braga central defender had just moved in that direction, and Quaresma used the outside of his right foot to flick the ball to the right, and the center of gravity also changed to the right side, and the front was empty again.

Watching Quaresma's performance as if no one was around, everyone was speechless in amazement.

Is this still the Quaresma who is dazzled under his feet and will step on your bike a few times at every turn?

How did it seem like a different person all of a sudden!

With just two seemingly simple but coherent changes of direction that collapsed Braga's defence, Quaresma had taken his practical skills to the extreme.

Under the shocked expression of the opponent's central defender, and in the incredible exclamations of countless fans, Quaresma was as calm as a killer, adjusted his pace, faced the opponent's attacking goalkeeper, and lightly picked the ball into Braga's goal.

At that moment, the Braga Municipal Stadium fell into mourning, and only the Porto fans who accompanied the team to Braga let out their cheers unbridledly.

On the first attack, on the first shot, Quaresma broke the deadlock with a brilliant goal.

Everything was so dreamy, everything was so incredible.

But the ball doesn't fake, it just lies quietly in the Braga goal, as if silently mocking the home team's poor performance.

Quaresma spread his arms and glided excitedly on the turf of the pitch, dodging the hugs of every teammate and enjoying the goal!

It turns out that the goal is still so wonderful!

I just love it.