Chapter 102: True and Fake Tattoos
The five bald heads, plus the tattoos on the face, made it impossible for the whole team to concentrate in training, and finally made Moyes very annoyed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
But tattoos are the player's own private life, and as a manager, he can't control it at all.
After training, in order to avoid revealing his stuffing, Vardy did not take a shower at the training base at all, and went home to rest under the pretext of being unwell.
The first thing he did when he got home was to take a shower and change clothes, and as expected, the stickers on his head were also washed off by him.
So the next morning, Vardy re-posted it, and he was very proud of his wisdom.
The same routine as yesterday, when Vardy got to the dressing room, he took off his hat.
"Jamie, how are you doing? The relationship between the five of you is too good, even if you are not feeling well, you are all together! ”
Captain Will asked Vardy with concern.
What the?
The four animals went home without bathing?
Well, that's a coincidence!
"Rest for the night, it's all right!" Vardy replied with a smile that although the old captain Will is no longer a regular player, he is still the leader in the dressing room, and it is said that he will retire at the end of the season, but will remain in the team as an assistant coach.
"Hey, Jamie, why do I think you don't have the same tattoo on your head as you did yesterday?"
On the training ground, after observing for a long time, Carsley asked Vardy suspiciously.
Vardy was weak and had a reluctant smile.
"How can a tattoo be changed! You must be dazzled and advised to watch less adult shows! ”
At the same time, Vardy is also wondering if he has shown his feet!
I bought stickers of the same style, and it stands to reason that there shouldn't be a problem, but it must be that Carsley is joking with himself.
Well, that's it!
"Don't talk about Jamie, I see the tattoo on your head doesn't look like it was yesterday!" Gravison pointed to Carsley.
This time, Castle was like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and jumped directly to his feet.
"Don't talk nonsense, my tattoo is tattooed by the best tattoo artist, and there will be no problem!"
A few people looked at Carsley with suspicious eyes, this guy's reaction was a bit too big, right?
There must be a problem!
Slowly gathered around, and the expressions of the people were not good, and they looked like you would kill you if you didn't tell the truth, which made Carsley's face turn blue with fright.
"This... This one... I suddenly remembered that there is a restaurant that cooks good food, how about I treat it in the evening? Carsley laughed along, flattering.
But it's too late to say anything now, and a few animals can easily spare him.
Several men pinned him to the ground, and Cahill rubbed his thumb on Carsley's head.
With a scream from Carsley, the tattoo on his head was rubbed off.
"I'm grass! Are you a sticker? ”
Looking at what remained on his thumb, Cahill exclaimed.
While a few people were stunned, Carsley seized the opportunity to resist and escape, and struggled vigorously.
But several cattle overpowered him, and his breakthrough ended in failure, the only result being that he had a piece of something from Graveson's head, and then the tattoo on Groveison's head was destroyed.
"This... This..., I'm just a rendering, the tattoo artist asked me to see how it looks, and if the effect is good, just follow this pattern! Gravison knew he was revealing himself, and he resignedly explained.
Vardy knelt down for the bigwigs, and it turned out that he was not the only one who thought of using stickers.
"Are you especially worthy of me? It's so unrighteous that I'll never play with you again! Cahill said indignantly.
But before he could turn away, Osman grabbed him with a quick hand, and then pulled him on the head.
"What else do you have to explain?" The Ottoman urn pointed angrily at Cahill's nose.
Looking at the sticker in Osman's hand, Cahill was a little speechless, who let this thing also put stickers on his head to fool people!
By this time, there was really no need to hide it, and Vardy rubbed the mark on his head vigorously, destroying the sticker pattern for everyone to see.
"Okay, don't pretend, aren't everyone the same, don't blame anyone!"
A few people laughed, leaning forward and leaning back.
It's so tacit that even ghost ideas can come up with a piece.
But Osman was the only one with a black face.
"Okay, don't pretend there, you think you're pretending to be like that!" Gravison saw Osman's strange appearance and grinned.
"You bastards, I'm going to fight you! Actually fooling people with stickers! Osman was furious and rushed over to clean up the others.
But he was weak alone after all, and after a weak struggle, he was pressed to the bottom.
"It's still acting, they all say don't make trouble, you have to be cleaned up to enjoy it, right?" With that, Vardy went to put the sticker on Osman's head.
Hey?
Why can't you buckle it?
"The tattoo on my head is real!" Osman at the bottom blushed and roared!
In an instant, all four people jumped up, looking at Osman's expression full of horror!
Nima, you actually got a tattoo on your head!
I'm really kneeling for you!
"Brother, you're playing a little big, aren't you, obviously everyone is joking, why are you stupid to really tattoo it?" Gravison said cautiously.
Speaking of this, Osman was even more furious, and spit on the stars, "Who knew that you were joking, you swore so much at the time, and you didn't say it was false, and the most important thing is that you didn't tell me a word, just me was stupid!" ”
At this time, Osman really didn't dare to mess with anyone, and the four of them laughed and admitted their mistakes, but none of them could make Osman angry.
But looking at the spotted tiger on his head, Vardy couldn't help but laugh, this thing is too real and too pitiful!
"How about three young models?" Gravison said to Osman, who was still angry, that this was also bleeding.
"It's not enough, three at a time, three times in total, this matter is over, otherwise I won't be done with you!" Osman's eyes were wide open, and his angry appearance was very frightening.
"Okay, okay, no problem, as long as your old man can afford it!" hurriedly agreed to Ottoman's conditions, otherwise maybe Osman would really be able to fight with them.
So the next day, only one of the bald tattooed five people was left with a tattoo on his head, and the other four were bare, nothing.
The rest of his teammates on the training ground were amazed, could the tattoo be removed so easily?
Whenever the puzzled eyes of his teammates looked at Osman's head, Osman felt embarrassed and stupid!