After the training match, Momo ate in the cafeteria at the Pinettina training base.

Looking at Rongguang holding two large food plates, Mo Mo couldn't help but hold his forehead and looked a little helpless.

The food in the cafeteria here is not delicious, it's like chewing wax, how can Glory be so edible? And the most important thing is not to eat fat! This is envious of those girls who want to lose weight!

Although it is not the first time that four Chinese have eaten around a table, it still gives some novelty to the people in this canteen.

Especially Momo, he is a solid member of the first team, and the first team eats with those young players in the reserve team, which is also!

You know, even Martins doesn't eat here, and there is a lot of talk around them.

"You say, can he be on the eighteen-man list?"

"Didn't the manager say it on the news?"

"Our team's forward competition is so fierce, do you think he can keep his starting position?"

Mo Mo ate very calmly, but Rongguang couldn't stand it, okay! Glory this out-of-the-box nature, and at this time, all this has a new progress.

"Why don't we make a private bet! I bet that the Chinese can't keep the main force! 1,000 euros"

"I believe that Bobo is the absolute main force, well, I also bet that the Chinese will not be able to keep the main force!" 1,000 euros"

"Are you betting that the Chinese can't keep the main seat? How can that work! Rick, you're the dealer, you bet on him to keep the main force! I'm out of 1000 euros."

Well, all of this is in Momo's ears, of course, they don't know what they say, but it's also quite interesting to make a bet on yourself, isn't it?

It's been a long time since I've bought a lottery ticket, and it's rare to have such an opportunity, Momo quickly finished the food on the plate, and then took out 100 euros and walked to the three young men

"Hey! Let's join one too! ”

Looking at the three or four young men who were a little flustered and the three "drag oil bottles" behind them who didn't know what Mo Mo would say, Mo Mo spoke

"I'm pressing 100 euros, I can keep my position in the main team, and I will score."

If it were the other first-team players, maybe these lads would have broken up in a hurry, but Momo is only 17 and under 18 now, and he is the same age as them, usually when he is still in the U18 or second team at this time.

So these three young men don't have much awe for Momo, and even Momo's pressure of 100 euros is seen by them as a sign of lack of confidence in himself, seeing this situation, Rick spoke

"100 euros? That's not going to work! Too little too! Is it just 100 euros for the three of us? ”

All right! The conscience of heaven and earth, Momo has 100 euros on him, these three young men, as soon as they see the cheapest contract, it is estimated that it will be a thousand euros a month!

"I've got 100 euros on me, so how much do you want me to press!"

Momo's eyes narrowed slightly, is this Rick a little money fan? Knowing that his two companions were silent, Rick said loudly, despite the pull of his companions

"You two cowards, if you don't gamble, I'll bet with him! Each? 5,000 euros per person! ”

Mo Mo looked a little surprised, it seems that this Rick's family still has a little money! Rick's two companions looked at each other and withdrew from the fight.

Rick has been very unconvinced, knowing that Bobo (Christian Vieri) is injured, Rick has always felt that he has a chance to be promoted to the bench.

Martins goes to be the main force, he goes to be the substitute, or Martins is the substitute, he goes to be the main force? His two companions felt unrealistic about Rick's fantasy, but Rick didn't think so, he thought it was a great idea.

However, just as Momo faced Freddie Bobitch's sudden insertion, Rick also held a grudge against Momer's sudden addition, believing that Momo had taken his place.

If Momo knew Rick's thoughts, he would definitely give Rick three words: Divine Spirit-Sutra-Sickness. There is no shortage of such arrogant people in this world!

"Bet, 5,000 euros, by the way, if I don't score on my debut, I will lose."

Momo stared at Rick's eyes tightly, originally just wanted to have fun, but now he was a little serious, really, he became 17 years old, and his heart seemed to be young again.

All right! Since a person is young, why not live happily once, you must know that he has had enough of the damn depression in his previous life.

Without continuing to make a strong recko, Momo stood up and walked out of the restaurant directly, Rongguang and the others also followed out closely, Rick looked at Momo's back in a daze, and only squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth for a long time

"Damn! He hasn't paid the deposit yet! ”

After a pause, Rick continued

"Even the 100 euros were taken away."

Rick's two companions looked at each other, looking a little helpless, although it was cruel to say this, but if you really want to say it, in fact, even if Momo didn't come, Rick had no chance to go to the first team, but unfortunately, Rick didn't think so.

Momo didn't take the bet too seriously.

Just like men occasionally flirt with their girls, men, sometimes they have to have fun by themselves.

Starting? Main? It's for sure for Momo, and scoring goals is also required.

For Momo, it would be a difficult thing for him to not score in a game.

Turning the phone away, Momo was going to find someone to talk to, but at this moment, Momo suddenly saw Mourinho's name.

Munirio went to Chelsea, Chelsea "Buffalo" Essien!

Momo seems to have caught something, in his head! Then Momo shook his fist fiercely, damn it! Why go to Ali Khan!

Munirio, that guy who broke the contract, since you trained the monster Drogba, Buffalo Essien and the like, then give him Zhang Meng, the beast, you can also train it, okay?

"Damn! Stinky boy, why are you calling me! ”

"Oh! Isn't this the Champions League and league winners? Who told you to call me a stinky boy? ”

"Haha! Don't they all call you that? Stinky boy! And also! Don't think I can't hear your sarcasm, huh? Bundesliga Golden Boot? Golden Globes? World Footballer of the Year? ”

"Alright, let's get down to business, do you know Essien?"

"Essien? Who's this? I paid attention to Drogba as you said last time, and he is indeed a good striker, and I feel like I don't need you anymore. ”

"Damn! Put away your narcissistic stinky problem, I have a fellow countryman, outstanding body, I think it is the best choice for the back waist, it must be a world-class back waist in the future, now low price, phew! Now let you use it for a while, how about it? ”

"Hah! You have to be clear, how did I not know that China has a world-class midfield? ”

"Ahem, I may not have made it clear, but you have the potential to become a world-class midfielder, of course, if you have that ability, oh? Do you have one? ”

Silence, silence, and finally, eruption in silence.

"Stinky boy!!!!! Do you look down on me? Damn it! Call that damn so-called back here! Even if it's a piece of, I'll train it for you! ”

"Is it that powerful? Don't brag! Say that you will start a great business with Porto, you won't skip the ticket to Chelsea! ”

"Boy! You! Stinky boy! Love to send or not to send! Do not send pull down. ”

All right! Munirio regained his composure, it seems that he can't continue to stimulate him anymore, if he doesn't let it, he won't be agitated, Momo will tell Mourinho about the general situation.

Listening to Mourinho's remarks that you have a vision, and sure enough, I am still powerful, and after resisting the urge to complain, I finally negotiated this matter.

Although Munirio loves to brag, there is still a set of training players, which is really not good, just go to the player training system to summon Zhang Meng and verify the progress.

After planning the three "drag oil bottles", Momo should also consider that debut with Turin, which must be amazing. (To be continued.) )