V. Montano said that Wenjie did not have the quality to play, not because of his words, but because of his 8-year professional football experience.

He vividly remembers that, at the age of 17, in the first season of his career, he was in the Bogotá Millionaires' first team in the Colombian Primera Division, getting only five substitute appearances, no goals, no assists.

He made his professional debut late and didn't get a chance to come off the bench until the 15th round of the league.

In his debut season, it was really hard.

The little kid in front of him is only 16 years old, how can he be stronger than himself?

Kidding aside, if he wants to get a chance to play, he will probably have to wait until the end of the season.

Yes, it must be! It has to be so!

Wen Jie walked into the recovery room.

"Montano, what do you mean by that?"

From childhood to adulthood, Wenjie didn't look for trouble, but he was never afraid of things.

When he was a child, facing Chaksun's fight on the street, although the opponent was 3 years older than him, and he was also an elite player of the Alpha Football School, he had only played football for a few days, but he did not have a trace of timidity in his heart.

Don't be afraid of things!

V. Montano sat on the treatment table, pressed his backhand on the side of the bed, and drooped his legs with a look of contempt.

"Little guy, pay attention to the tone of your voice, you listen to what I say, how can the team have your part in talking! When Lao Tzu came to the team, you didn't know where to feed! V. Montano snorted.

He didn't take Wen Jie seriously at all.

Little brat, if I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know who's the boss on this team!

"Montano, I respect you as a senior in the team, but don't say it so badly......"

"What? That's all I said about you, how about it? If you have an opinion, just mention it to the head coach, see if the head coach is on your side as a substitute player, or on the side of me, the ace main player. Boy, strength is king! Whoever has the strength has the right to speak in the team! ”

"That's just what you think, in my opinion, whether it's the main player or the substitute player, they are all part of the team, everyone has the same right to speak, what if you are the main player! If you don't know how to respect others, you don't deserve to be a professional footballer! ”

The battle of words between the two suddenly filled the air in the recovery room with the smell of gunsmoke.

"Boy, you have the ability to repeat what you just said! I'm willing to bet you won't get any chance to play in the first 15 rounds of this season! ”

V. Montano got off the treatment table and walked directly in front of Wen Jie.

His physique is a lap bigger than Wen Jie.

Xiao Jie was in front of him, like a chicken, and his figure was suddenly submerged in front of him.

Wen Jie didn't have a trace of fear, tilted his head, his eyes kept looking at V. Montano, and he didn't give an inch!

"Montano, do you want to gamble?" Wen Jie asked rhetorically.

V. Montano also thought that Wen Jie, who was looking at him, would not be able to restrain his emotions and waved his fist at him.

If that's the case, things are going to be easy.

According to the team rules set by Coach Girard, the player who makes the first move will be punished by the club under any circumstances, at least a six-month ban.

If this little guy is directly banned for half a year, hum, then he will be reimbursed this season, and he will come back after half a year, even if he can still train with the first team, if nothing else, even if it is a substitute opportunity, he will not be able to get it once!

V. Montano is well aware of this.

However, he didn't expect Wen Jie to come to such a hand.

This little kid is not simple!

You have your Zhang Liangji, and I have my Berwin plan.

"Don't you dare to bet! I, Montano, am here to say that if you can get a chance to play in the first 15 rounds of the league, even if it is a substitute to play for the team for 1 minute, even if I lose! ”

"Okay, that's what you said, and today I told you that in the first 15 rounds of the league, I'm not only going to get a chance to play, but I'm also going to get a starter."

Hmph, little brat, since you took the initiative to escalate the difficulty of the bet, then don't blame me for deceiving people too much, haha.

"I promise you." V. Montano was in ecstasy.

If you want to get a chance to start in the first 15 rounds of the league, Lao Tzu has never done it before when he played in Colombia, just rely on you as a 16-year-old kid, no kidding!

V. Montano, fearing that Venger would be relinquished, called his co-partner, Alberto Costa, to him as a Witness.

"How about if you can get a start in the first 15 rounds of the league and when the game is over and I thank the fans, I Montano carry you around the pitch?"

"Deal."

Suddenly, V. Montano sneered, "What if you lose?" ”

"If I lose, I'll be your little brother every day until the end of the season."

V. Montano calculated that there were 38 rounds in the league over the course of the season, and if the team finished third in the league, there were still two games to play.

Haha, this is a long time, and it is cost-effective!

"Deal."

Looking at the two people who made the bet, Alberto Costa, as a witness, smiled wryly.

He didn't expect that things would come to this point.

It's really confusing.

"Let me tell you, this gambling contract of yours can only be known by the three of us, and if you let the boss know, the consequences will be very serious!"

Alberto Costa told the two of them repeatedly.

They know very well that the head coach of the team, Mr. Girard, is most disgusted by others "gambling" in the name of football.

Even if V. Montano and Wenjie's bet is not a gamble, it won't work!

In some things, the players in Montpellier know that Coach Girard, an old man, is very stubborn!