Martins couldn't understand the meaning of Momo's words at all, but he was determined to give Momo a good look.

"Damn, I just scored a goal in training, do you need to be so excited?"

Martins said hatefully, and at this time, the training match continued, his eyes were firmly fixed on Momo, anyone can score, but he Momo can't.

At this time, the scouts on the sidelines were writing something in their small books, and some of them obviously began to have a deep interest in Rong Guang and Wang Qidong.

Rongguang and Wang Qidong are different from Shao Jiayi and Yang Chen, they still have room for carving, although they are a little big now, they are not like Shao Jiayi and Yang Chen and others, they are already fixed products, and they still have infinite possibilities.

With China's vast population base, this is a very promising thing and a good investment.

And the reporters in China are a little emotional, this is the future of the country!

It's like living in a dream.

A Serie A giant, although it is just a training ground.

But there are four Chinese, and all this is the result of Momo's efforts.

Head coach Héctor Cooper at the Pinettina training ground was moved, but eventually shook his head, saying that he didn't have much idea about this two-winged tactic.

Of course, if Rong Guang and Wang Qidong have become famous rising stars like Momo, then it is not impossible to make changes, but it is a pity.

The game continued, but manager Hector Cooper discovered something new, Zhang Meng has excellent talent in the midfield position, and in fact Momo's team is very young in the backline.

However, Zhang Meng is like a wall, and people and the ball can often only choose one or the other, but unfortunately, Zhang Meng lacks formal training after all, and there are many fouls that are unnecessary.

At this moment, cheers and exclamations rang out throughout the Pinetina training base, and Hector Cooper came back to his senses, it was a beautiful steal made by Zhang Meng, masculine and powerful, but the fans were not cheering for Zhang Meng.

A blue-black figure galloped across the pitch, and all eyes were on him as he ran with the ball.

Martins quickly approached, like an ugly duckling approaching a swan, like gold buried deep in the ground but trying to shine, hoping to prove himself, cut off Momo's ball, and defend Momo.

Momo sensed Martins approaching, in fact, during the training match, Martins focused too much on Momer, and at this time there were already some first-team players on the sidelines, one of whom shook his head and said

"Martins, he's wrong."

Is it wrong? Perhaps! But at this moment, Martins just wanted to stop Momo and tell him, Oriental! I'm Martins.

"Momo! Momo! ”

This is a Chinese dialect with round words, and at some point a group of Chinese gathered at the Inter Milan stadium on the sidelines, and they raised their hands and shouted Momo's name loudly.

For the first time, four Chinese players were playing on the pitch at the Pinettina training base, and for the first time, a group of Chinese fans were shouting from the sidelines, even though it was just a training match.

But all of this, it still feels pretty good, doesn't it?

"Hell, when did there be so many Chinese in Milan?"

This is what some of the players on the sidelines think, Chinese? How do you know if you are Chinese? Damn, look at the five-star red flag, you should know it with a little common sense!

Suddenly there was an incredible exclamation at the Pinettina training base.

With a smile on the corner of Momo's mouth, he looked at Martins, who looked stubborn in front of him, okay, okay! I don't know about you, but your defense is terrible!

Doing a false feint, Martins' eyes were like being shaken, and his eyeballs kept moving.

Mommer does a simple smash to change direction, and then accelerates the ball, which Martins can do, but the feeling of passing and defending is completely different.

Momo's approach was very fast, and the center of gravity changed quickly, Martins' eyes widened, and sweat couldn't help dripping from his forehead! No matter! Martins said to himself, then pulled out his leg to break the ball.

However, Martins was completely wrong in his judgment, and he made a wrong choice, which looked like he had made a co-ordination with Momo and deliberately gave way.

When Martins made this action last night, he felt that something was wrong, and for a moment he felt that reality was cold in his heart, and then something rushed to his brain, in front of Momo's feints, Martins had no resistance.

Martins tried to force himself to stop and turn to catch up, but the series of commands caused him to lose his center of gravity and fall to the ground, but at this point Martins had a feeling of wanting to kill himself.

If Martins hadn't reacted so quickly when he fell, he wouldn't have been on his knees with his hands on the ground as he is now, as if he were worshipping a king.

Listening to the screams around him, Martins wanted to dig a crack in the ground and get in, but all this was his own care, head coach Héctor Cooper was more concerned about Momo's condition, and the fans were more concerned about Momo's performance.

As for Martins? Who's that? Oh! A player who falls is just a brainstorm.

Momo didn't turn his head to look at Martins who fell to the ground, he continued to break through like the wind!

He shook his body as if he was shooting a bow from side to side, and the goalkeeper had long heard of Momer's habit of inviting into battle, and even Hector Cooper knew about Momer's habit, and to be honest, Hector Cooper didn't like it.

However, just as the goalkeeper was ready to strike, Momo made a feint before stepping into the penalty area, and then raised his foot after stepping in.

The whole stadium began to shout, and some people had even shouted for an invitation, but Momo did not fulfill their wishes.

He shot directly with his feet, crossed the goalkeeper who had just run forward, and then hurried to make a save, and hit straight into the goal!

Momo was in good shape, and Hector Cooper nodded, and the deal seemed to be a good deal.

Martins looked a little disappointed when he looked at Momo's celebratory figure, and in the next game, he and Momo were both substituted, but one was very satisfied and the other was very dissatisfied.

Momo looked at Martins' lost appearance, and couldn't help but approach and pat Martins on the shoulder

"As an offensive player, why would you want to defend another good offensive player?"

Martins turned his head a little stunned, and looked at the smiling Momo a little dazed.

Oh, yes! Why should I defend Momo? Really, living in a dream. (To be continued.) )