Coming to the training ground early, no matter where he is in the future, but now, he is still part of Porto, and he has to stand on the last shift as usual.

With only the final round of the Portuguese Super League remaining, Porto are still playing at home, winning or losing, the focus is on saying goodbye to this season.

The atmosphere on the training ground was still relaxed, as it had been when Quaresma first arrived, and everyone seemed so unserious.

Fans only see the players sweating on the field, but in private, they may not know what kind of unique hobbies their favorite stars have.

Quaresma was like this in his previous life, how could he have imagined that a big star like Fabiano would be a fan of small movies?

Well, the world is so strange that you don't know so much.

However, Quaresma didn't see anything unusual on the faces of Fabiano and Diego and others.

It's impossible for a few of them not to know that they will be sold, but they can still do what they are now, and Quaresma said that he admires it very much, at least he can't act as if nothing has happened now.

Okay, maybe they are more open than themselves, football is like this, today you go, tomorrow I come, bustling, maybe at the next inflection point, two people have met together, and then they will smile......

On the bench of the home team at the Stadio de Dragons, there were a few cattle sitting next to Quaresma, and it seemed that everyone was not so interested in the game in front of them, even if Porto was more passive now, and the young players of the Academy were a little tired of facing the old fritters of Coimbra.

If you lose, you lose, and to say goodbye to the season with a win actually just sounds good, but it doesn't bring the slightest benefit to Porto.

"You say, if one day we leave this stadium and when we come back here as opponents, will the fans in the stands applaud us?"

While the game was still going on, Fabiano suddenly spoke, as if carelessly, and just mentioned it casually.

But Quaresma knew that Fabiano was obviously moved by the fact that he was leaving here.

Quaresma didn't know what his expression was now, but it was certainly not a smile.

"The applause can be choked, and if there are so many fans who can remember that you played here, it's already rare!" Quaresma shook his head, although he was joking, but the smile was still a little bitter, "If you score here, then you can't escape the fate of being booed, trust me!" ”

In normal times, Fabiano would have jumped to his feet, and he had to fight Quaresma by force, but now, Fabiano was a little distracted.

"Booed?"

Fabiano, who was muttering to himself, had completely fallen into melancholy.

Quaresma didn't know how the fans would react when he came to the Dragon Stadium again.

It's like you're back at Sporting Lisbon, you can be passers-by, there may be sporadic applause, there will be boos, especially after you have scored their goal.

All he could do was not celebrate after the goal, which was already the last respect he had for his old club and nothing more.

......

In the second half, Quaresma was given the chance to come on, when neither Porto nor Coimbra had yet to score.

The Porto fans in the stands saw Quaresma come out and applauded and cheered, just as they did every time Quaresma played, believing that Quaresma could bring them victory.

Quaresma couldn't help but wave his hand in response to the applause and cheers of the fans before entering the stadium, he still loved the feeling, and it could be his last experience.

Quaresma didn't know if Adrianse knew that he was ready to leave Porto, and judging from the fact that he was arranging for himself to play now, even if he didn't know it, he seemed to be aware of the clues.

So, is coming off the bench the time Adrianse has left for him to say goodbye?

It still doesn't matter, no matter what, in this last minute, I'm going to give it my all.

So, give a parting gift with a victory.

Stepping onto the field, Quaresma's eyes had sharpened.

The first touch of the ball, just a transition, no pass or breakthrough, but still attracted enthusiastic cheers from the fans, as if Quaresma had scored another brilliant goal in a row.

The incomparable popularity at the Dragon Stadium made every opponent and even opponent a little jealous, but there was nothing to be done, because Quaresma used wonderful performances to conquer the discerning fans here, and there was no moisture here.

The louder the cheers of the fans, the more Quaresma looked forward to scoring goals, and even in the vast majority of games, his desire to score was not as strong as it is now.

He is selfish and greedy!

He wanted to trade the last goal for the last applause and cheers, or even the shouts "Long live Quaresma!" from the mouths of the fans. ”......

Finally, here's your chance!

The 75th minute of the second half was also the 10th minute of Quaresma's substitute.

Receiving a pass from a teammate in the corridor on the right, Quaresma pretended to turn to the left but turned around from the right side in an instant, and the moment he stopped the ball, he shook off the defenders who were pressing behind him, and the opponent's desperate ability to hold the ball with his back once again drew cheers from the fans.

But that's not the end of it.

Turning around to face the opponent's goal, Quaresma strode forward with the ball, and the perfect combination of man and ball made the ball control at his feet all the time, even when sprinting at high speed, it would not be out of control, this is a talent, others can't learn.

The first defender arrived, only to be dodged by Quaresma's deft smash, failing to even slow Quaresma's advance.

The second defender, maybe he wants to do more, always keeps a certain distance from Quaresma after pressing, does not give Quaresma a chance to pass him directly, and constantly retreats with Quaresma.

But Quaresma doesn't care, you can't snatch the ball from my feet anyway, and when I score, you'll find that everything you've done is useless.

Dribbling the ball to the corner of the penalty area, making a gesture to break to the right, the opponent's defender knew that Quaresma was the most powerful in this position, but he still didn't dare to let Quaresma go to the right, so he could only block it.

But Quaresma was so unreasonable, his center of gravity changed direction in an instant, and he jumped out to the left, and the ball was also moved to the left front by him.

An unstoppable incision!

In front of Quaresma's almost incision, which defies the laws of physics, his opponent can only shake his head to indicate that he is powerless.

Raising his foot is a burst of shots, and Quaresma has no idea of curling the ball at the moment, so let's make the goal more violent.

The ball to the cannonball, and like lightning, even as if to exceed the speed of sound, straight into the corner of the goal, even if the opponent's goalkeeper made a save, but it was far from saving the ball, falling to the ground, looking at the ball that had fallen into the goal in a daze.

Goal, scored!