The mood at the Pinettina training base began to be ignited by skirmishes before the start of the training match.

However, this was not what head coach Héctor Cooper wanted to see, and he asked his assistant coach to ask what had happened to Martins, and then went to ask Mommer himself.

After all, the contradictions within a team cannot be shown in this way, doesn't this mean that his control of the team is low, and the level of coaching is low?

If there is a contradiction, at least for now, head coach Héctor Cooper is actually more inclined to Momer, as for Martins? He didn't even have to go to this training match.

However, Momo waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing, and Héctor Cooper wanted to ask about Glory and the others, but unfortunately, the language barrier was an invisible wall across it, so he was happy to be confused.

When the game started, Martins' eyes were always on Momo, all kinds of constant small actions to provoke in the air, but it was a pity that Momo's eyes were not on Martins at all, even if he occasionally saw Martins, he basically skipped it without stopping, which made Martins look like a fool in a hurry.

"Hey! Look at that, he's posing there all the time, it's so strange! ”

"Yes! Looks like Martins, right? How is this going? ”

Head coach Héctor Cooper heard the chatter around him and couldn't sit still, even though it was a training match, it was also a training match for Inter Milan FC! Can you give me a little more serious?

"Martins! What are you doing??? ”

Martins, who was staring at Mo Mo and praying Oh Mo turned his head to look at him, heard the coach's roar, and couldn't help but be startled, and then hurriedly recovered, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him.

Under Martins' hand dance, head coach Héctor Cooper barely suppressed the anger in his heart, this Martins! I don't have the quality of a professional player at all! What is this meant on the pitch?

Martins had just taken a breath when the manager returned to his seat, and at that moment, the 16-year-old Rongguang got the ball, and the speedy Oriental had collapsed to the ground many times in the previous physical confrontations.

Martins didn't take him to heart, but this time the glory was not stupid, knowing where his shortcomings were, how could he make such mistakes again and again?

After getting the ball, Glory barely paused to cross the inside of his right foot to pass the ball to the midfield, the arc of the ball was not high, and the landing point was also good, which made Mommer and Martins happy.

Martins' eyes were filled with rage! Oriental! You wait! Now let you pay back a little interest!

The two of them galloped towards the ball together, and it seemed that there was no difference in speed, but after all, it was just a look, although the person next to him couldn't feel it, but Martins felt it.

Damn it! Damn it! If this continues, the Oriental will touch the ball before me, thinking of this, Martins intends to speed up again, but when Martins just had this idea, Momo has already taken a step ahead of him, and used the inside of his right foot to reach the ball under Martins's outstretched left leg and pass it.

Martins stared at the ball with wide eyes, and kicked his foot on the ground a few times before turning and breaking the ball, in fact he was not slow to turn and retreat.

However, Momo had no intention of controlling the ball, and Momo used his heel to hit the ball to the side, where Wang Qidong was on standby.

Then the two started at the same time, Wang Qidong did not take the ball more, but hit the ball back with his thigh, but it was a little miserable in terms of landing.

Martins had lost his center of gravity at this time, and fell to the ground, and his center of gravity changed and turned many times, and he shook his head many times, which made Martins dizzy for a moment.

Martins supposedly fell to the ground on his back, but his head was still staring at the back of MOMO No. 27! Damn it! Damn it!

There was a burst of laughter all around, and then it turned into bursts of excited shouts, Martins' skin was very dark, if he was a Caucasians, then his face must be like a monkey's ass at this moment!

What the? Certainly not ashamed! Instead, he was angry, and he quickly got up and chased after Momo, who had been slowed down, and quickly approached.

But what did Martins see at this time? He saw that Momo actually chased after him and smiled, if Martins knew the person who had been Momo before, then he should know that when Momo laughed, he would be unlucky to laugh at whoever he laughed at.

Damn heels! Damn it! Martins' eyes widened, he felt like a fool!

When he was running wildly before, he surpassed the glory that was coming, but he didn't take it to heart, the 16-year-old kid is here to play soy sauce!

However, what Momo is doing now makes Martins feel that his face hurts hotly!

When Martins arrived, Momo didn't dribble the ball too much, but opted for a heel-to-soul pass, and the ball went out of Martins' crotch again.

Then Rongguang got the ball, then Momo started, then Wang Qidong started, and then Rongguang made a long pass, and it all happened in just three or four seconds.

In just three or four seconds, Martins' back line was beaten into a sieve, and the ball flew to Wang Qidong on the edge of the penalty area.

Maybe Rongguang has a good passing talent, but after all, he is only 16 years old now, and no matter how good his talent is, it can't be converted into ability right now, and this ball Rongguang passes is obviously a little high.

Maybe other people, such as Momo, will miss the ball because he is too tall for Momo, but now it is Wang Qidong who is facing the ball.

Wang Qidong's dribbling is poor, the ball protection is poor, the passing is poor, and now he is basically useless except for speed and bounce.

But the right person in the right place can be incredibly powerful, Wang Qidong jumped high, he didn't intend to head the arch, he chose to ferry the header diagonally behind him.

The ball landed not well, and when Momo rushed out, even if Momo was 10 centimeters taller, he might not be able to kick the ball, but why did he have to use his feet?

The most important thing for a striker is to seize the opportunity, he can score goals, and there is no limit to what part he can use to score.

Just when everyone was pinching a cold sweat for Momo, oh! No, there were a group of people on the pitch who didn't want Momo to score, like Martins.

But none of this could stop Momo at this time, and Momo used his worst diving header in the most unsuitable place to shoot.

His whole person was like a carp leaping over the dragon gate in ancient legends, frozen in mid-air, until Momo's head and the ball came into close contact with each other, and then it turned into a torrent.

Momo, he's not good at heading goals! Who cares! He's heading in now! And it's just a goal, although it's an empty goal, but it's still a goal, isn't it?

If Ali Han is here at this time, maybe he will have a new understanding of the playing mode of the national football team, and have seen so many tridents, why can't China come to a trident?

Mommer ran up to Martins, who was still kneeling on the court, when someone clicked the scene.

Martins looked at Mommer, then hurriedly got up from the ground and shouted unconvinced

"Oriental, you ......"

However, Momo directly interrupted Martins' words

"China! We are Chinese, this is made in China! ”

Martins looked at Momo in a daze and opened his mouth to speak, isn't it Japan and South Korea that can play football in Asia? Oh! China? Are there any famous ones abroad?

Well, I have to admit that Yang Chen was once admired in China and Frankfurt, but it is still so insignificant in the whole world football world.

When Momo pointed to the goal and said "Made in China", Martins came back to his senses, and then said with a look of disbelief

"Don't get complacent! You won't have any more chances to score. ”

Momo immediately laughed, turned his head to Martins and said, "You are wrong", and then Martins, who was left confused, ran to high-five Rongguang, Zhang Qidong, and Zhang Meng, who came from "Thousands of Miles Running".

A goal in a friendly match is nothing, but seeing that everyone is so happy, how can Momo sweep their temperament! (To be continued.) )