Insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness.

But this time, whether it is an insider or a layman, there is a feeling that they can't be picky.

Yu Mo is still a typical midfielder for the number of games.

11,000 meters of running distance, 4 tackles, 2 fouls, 3 fouls, 73% pass completion rate, 1 dangerous pass, 3 shots on goal and 1 goal in the middle frame.

Whether it's a striker, a midfielder, or a libero who is dismissive, this number is considered to be above average. Moreover, not only the number of jù, but also his energy on the field to fight for every ball, the belief that he will fight hard as soon as he still breathes, and his sunny and cheerful smile are really difficult to pick and choose the bones in the egg.

As a result, Krisna's voice trembled with excitement, and not long after the game ended, it appeared in Yumo's mobile phone earpiece.

"I'm sure that people who dare to say that you are not at this time will definitely be sprayed by someone! How, is it time to fight back? Rest assured, we're definitely going to make a good comeback! What the? Not yet? God, are you going to rush me into an old aunt before you are willing? Hehe, invite me to drink and eat, well, I'm going to sing by the way, the song "WheredoIbegin" that you sang with Steward Lan last time, I found the video, it's very touching."

You Mo smiled and hung up the phone.

What Krissna had been thinking about, he really didn't pay much attention to.

Maybe it's lazy, maybe it's boring, maybe it's just waiting for the opponent's provocation, he has no interest in taking the initiative to find trouble with the media anyway.

It's like he doesn't care about those who are sought after.

What really made him take it to heart was Kuka before, and now it's Lu Wei.

There is no deep relationship between him and Kuka. They just feel the right appetite for each other and can talk. went to the casino to be a lobbyist, but only to repay Chrisna's personal affection, not to be a messenger of justice, the consciousness of the aunt of the neighborhood committee.

Kuka's recent training in the table xiàn, he has noticed. But I didn't pay much attention to it. After all, if the relationship between them is not reached, caring too much has become an ulterior motive.

He could detect Kuka's transformation, but before this game, he really didn't estimate it.

It was so thorough!

Lu Wei didn't come to the away game, so Rehhagel made a special name and let Yumo and Kuka share a room.

In a team, the allocation of rooms for going out to play is very particular. The general principle is that the relationship is not far away, not close, and the age gap is not large. There is a certain understanding of each other.

If you are too familiar, it is easy to criticize others, and if you are too strange, it is easy to have some contradictions, and when the distance is appropriate, you can get closer to a healthy colleague relationship with each other.

You Mo and Lu Wei had a language barrier with their teammates at first, and then their behavior was too mature, making it really difficult to speculate on their behavior with malice.

Especially after Rehhagel drank with them, he was even more relieved of the two.

You can rest assured. The two of them are just young and old in his mind, and there is nothing particularly surprising about them.

Until today. Seeing the huge contrast between Kuka and Yumo before and after the exchange, his curiosity was completely aroused!

Just after eight o'clock in the evening, the two chattering people in the room were waiting for their head coach.

Kuka had planned to invite Yumo out for a drink, but was refused, saying that there were guests visiting in the evening.

"You guy, you have two girlfriends, and you still need that kind of service?" Kuka didn't grasp what the other man meant. A look of surprise and malicious speculation.

"You're envious, aren't you?" You Mo is too lazy to explain this kind of problem to people, which will be checking the TV show.

"Although Krysna has not yet been conquered by me, I still think that single life is the best." Kuka guessed from his look who the visitor was, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

I can start over. Got the support of the manager?

"It's rare that you still remember her, by the way, I'm going to invite her to dinner when I go back, are you coming?" You Mo looked at him and wanted to laugh.

"Ah, oh, of course, no, it's time for me to invite you! How can I let you have a treat! Kuka quickly emerged from his anticipation, stammered twice, and steadied his thoughts.

What if you can't get it, you will always be seen if you work hard, and if you have the strength, you don't have to worry about not playing the ball.

"Are they all there?"

Rehhagel's voice rang out outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

"The door is open, waiting for you." Yumo turned his head to look at Kuka, a little surprised by the sudden determination of his eyes.

"Waiting for me, good idea." Rehhagel's men came in with the voice, greeted the two casually, and dragged a chair to sit down.

"Ready for something, vodka with wine?" You Mo spread his hands and pointed to the empty table.

"I didn't prepare anything, so I'm embarrassed to say it?" Rehhagel glanced over his head and shook his head.

Kuka's smiling face stiffened.

The previous thoughts were scattered as they talked like old friends, and only one question was slowly amplifying in their hearts.

What did this guy do so quickly to make the notoriously stubborn old man so easy-going?

"Someone has to tell us to run errands, and you didn't inform us in advance."

"Forget it, Eva has been strict lately, and the limited number is fixed, I'll reply after a few words." Rehhagel noticed Kuka's expression that was close to dementia, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah, you, often, drink with them?" Kuka finally came to his senses, stammering, still trying to figure it out.

"It's just one drink, but young people still have to drink it in moderation, just like nightlife." Rehhagel put away his smile and looked at him with a straight face.

"Don't worry, I can't promise that I won't play in the future, but I can guarantee that I won't put my mind on playing!" Kuka sat up straight, and as soon as he spoke, there was something strange in his heart.

When will the big bad guys say that kind of thing?

Surrender to reality?

Or is it real growth?

"Well, I liked the previous sentence very much. Young people will always have some hobbies that are not ashamed of the world. It's not a big deal, just don't be stumped by this kind of thing. Rehhagel's eyes widened suddenly, and slowly retracted until they narrowed. Look at him steadily.

"Thank you for your understanding. To be honest, I let everyone down a while ago, and you're probably the most disappointed. During that time, I thought of all kinds of methods, tried a bunch of treatments, and it didn't work. My heart is still like a weed, and I can't control it."

Kuka released his thoughts smoothly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt uncomfortable in his heart if he didn't finish speaking.

Yumo, like Rehhagel, listened quietly, looking at him with a smile and occasionally asking a question.

Until the end of the story.

"Just saying you have a use?"

Rehhagel couldn't believe the result, and he couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

"My understanding is this: in this guy's opinion, I am burdened by the name of genius. Measure yourself by the standard of genius in everything, and demand yourself with the height of genius at any time, once you can't reach it, the sharpness in your heart will become a bluff on the surface. In the end, the aura of genius disappeared completely, and only memories remained in the memory that I never forget."

Kuka's explanation is more like a memory of the mental journey, bit by bit. It has been condensed into substance in my heart.

"See yourself clearly and accept yourself. Take full responsibility for your actions. Yes, you've made a detour, it's time to hurry. Okay, it's time for me to go back, aren't you going to get up and see me off? ”

The doubt on Rehhagel's face slowly faded away, to the end. It turned into a smile that hung firmly on his lips.

――――

With six league games remaining, they are four points clear of third-place and only Hertha Berlin is a tough opponent of the remaining opponents.

The media has been busy for more than half a year. Suddenly, I found that the team was getting closer and closer to the top league!

This feeling was firmly embedded in everyone's hearts when they were just relegated.

After all, they have the league team that won the league in '91 and the FA Cup in '96. The relegation was just an accident and there was no reason for them to sink in the second division!

This thought is so ingrained that after being uprooted, they no longer have the pride of the past in their hearts.

The so-called, the undertaste.

It wasn't until the guys who were scolded by the media persistently moved forward in the midst of criticism, brought victory after victory to the fans, and fixed their ranking at second place for more than a month, that everyone suddenly realized.

The result is clearly there, and the war of mouths has already been fought shamelessly, right?

It's just a small club in a small town, what reason is there to ask for a win at the same time, but also to be excellent and rich in content?

It's just a 17-year-old genius boy, is it necessary to ignore his own efforts for the sake of his controversy?

Aware of this, the vast majority of the media began to quietly turn.

At the same time, they also had a rare introspection, restrained their impetuous feelings, and seriously commented on the players' appearances.

As a result, I don't know if I don't compare, I am shocked when I compare!

Every member of this team, in most of the league games that have been played, has either performed well, or made great progress, or achieved excellent results.

In this situation, if you don't sing the carol, you will really be spontaneously organized by the fans and slapped in the face!

"No. 1 for the best rookie, No. 1 for the best player, No. 1 for the best foreign player, No. 1 for the most popular player! Look, what are you going to make others live? Wang Dan sat in front of the computer, his saliva dripping.

"Did the fans do it themselves, or did the media do it?" You Mo is exercising, ready to release the fire that Teacher Wang can't use.

"Why did the media turn so fast? Some time ago, it was noisy, and I thought it was going to be noisy again. Wang Dan muttered in his mouth and continued to pull the mouse down, "This message area, tsk, your fans are going crazy now!" ”

"Then we'll have to pour cold water. I, a free man, have just hit the road, and I said that I was not going to fight back to my original shape. You Mo pursed his lips disapprovingly, and continued, "The attention attracted by the short-term outbreak is not reliable, and there are more speculative guys in it. If you really like to support, you still have to look at the long-term table. ”

"Well, that makes sense, I'll find a way to cool them down!" Wang Dan patted his thigh, stood up, and sat on You Mo in the push-ups without hesitation.

"Don't play like this" You Mo was crushed to the ground, humming tiredly, and it was easy to get up.

"I'm only 110 pounds, it's useless!"

"Tell me, how do you cool them down?"

"You like a challenge anyway, let them find you an opponent. If there is a contrast, naturally you will not be happy to forget the shape. ”

"It makes sense, Sister Dan doesn't remember her opponent recently?"

"Cut the children's families, can Sister Dan take them in her eyes?"

"I talked in my sleep last night, do you want to know the content?"

"Fuck off! Don't eavesdrop on people talking in their dreams! (To be continued......)