Volume 1 The Gamer in Portugal Chapter 30 The Calculation of the Fence Pull

Simon King's home, on the banks of the Vizela River, which runs through the city.

In addition to the beautiful scenery, the biggest feature here is that the housing prices and prices are relatively cheap.

And the small shop in front of him, called "forget-me-not", is where he eats every day.

Far from being dissatisfied with the simplicity of the place, she was interested in the interior of the store.

While waiting for the meal to be served, Gilla took the initiative to talk about her plans.

The excitement between her eyebrows made Simon King look forward to it.

"Actually, I've been an actor before, and I've worked in Hollywood."

Simon King is not surprised, first, she just said that she has been a star, and second, she is so beautiful, she is indeed the best hostess.

"My plan is to have people follow Costa. And what you have to do is to continue to set up a fake tactic in the tactical meeting. โ€

"What else?"

Simon King didn't fully understand, especially the follow-up part.

"No, I don't."

"Huh?"

Seeing Simon King's puzzled face, Fencera felt more and more cute about the other party, so she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be more detailed." Although he failed this time, I can be sure that he will not stop. โ€

"Wait a minute! How can you be sure he won't stop? After all, with your help, we have already taken advantage of him once. โ€

"Well, of course, it takes some tricks. For example, in tomorrow's training, you can attribute the win to the players. Of course, how to get the players to cooperate and not pursue this matter is indeed a problem. I'm sure you'll have a way to do it, though. โ€

Simon King scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Well, even if we fool him again, then what's next?" What if the opposing team gets a notice from the Belรฉm and thus doesn't trust him? โ€

"No, Kim. The Belรฉm team will never talk about this, otherwise their head coach will have to be fired immediately, which is a scandal! โ€

"Uh...... That's right, so what? โ€

"So...... Since Costa can make the Belรฉm believe in him, then he naturally has a way to make Arouca believe in him as well. And I dare to conclude that he must have found a middleman, because with his connections and resources, he will never be able to convince the Belรฉm team. โ€

"Seems to make sense."

Simon King looked at each other with some excitement and praised: "You are so smart, in this regard, I am too inferior to you." โ€

Fence La smiled, her big bright eyes flashed, she slowly took a sip of tea, and said proudly: "If everything goes well, then tomorrow morning, there will be a team specializing in celebrity candid photography that will sneak into our beautiful city." โ€

Simon King frowned and said, "Who are they coming to secretly photograph?" Is that you? โ€

Holding his forehead with a smile, he said, "My God...... Kim, aren't they here to secretly photograph Costa? โ€

"Oh...... No way! Wonderful! โ€

Simon King suddenly realized, and quickly picked up the teapot and refilled a cup for the other party.

Fence Fence obviously enjoyed Simon King's care, picked up the cup and said: "As a professional celebrity candid shooting team, they will be more efficient than private detectives, and the effect will be more guaranteed." โ€

Simon Kim said: "As long as you can photograph the conversation between him and the middleman, then your plan will be successful!" โ€

"Of course, of course my plan will succeed."

"And then?"

"Do you need to ask? When you win the game, I'll make all of his actions public. And in the name of the club, he will file a complaint with the Football Association and cancel his football qualification. โ€

"Huh? Will he be disqualified? This...... Wouldn't such a punishment be too harsh? โ€

Simon King is not playing with the Virgin Heart, he is only willing to think about Costa because he loves football so much that he subconsciously still thinks of Costa as a part of the team.

But Baba didn't think so, her pretty face was cold, her eyes were resolute, and she said coldly: "Ruthless? I'm just going to be ruthless! I want everyone in the club to know that if anyone dares to offend or bully you again, I'm going to make him pay. โ€

Hearing this, Simon King's heart was so warm that he couldn't help but be grateful: "Thank you, Fence La." โ€

However, she did not continue to speak, because she accidentally told the secret in her heart, and at this time she only felt hot all over her body, and she wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

But soon, she noticed that Simon King didn't seem to be listening to her, because the guy had already started to pull out his notebook and ponder "fake tactics" on it.

"In terms of Arouca's standings, it doesn't matter to them whether they win or lose, but they're at home and this game is a gift for them to the fans."

"They like to play four, three, three short passes and possession, and it's good to put the bus in the box, but if they don't want to lose at home and play conservatively, it's a problem."

"Or am I putting out fake news that we're going to attack in a big way? No, no, then they will only be more careful...... What can I do? โ€

Looking at Simon King, who was muttering to himself and seemed to be completely absorbed in his work, Fencera quietly straightened his hair in a casual way.

"Swing the bus...... Swing the bus...... Yes, I'll just let the two main forces cheat and get hurt! In this way, they have no reason to be conservative! Yes, no problem, that's it. โ€

Simon King writes very seriously, and Fencera reads it very seriously.

Even when the innkeeper brought the food, they still did not stop their movements until the bell tower by the river rang the bell at ten o'clock.

"Oh my God! I ......"

Looking at the cold food, Simon King's guilt could no longer be described in words, and he looked embarrassedly into the eyes of the fence, a thousand words, half a word.

"It's okay, it's cold, but it's still delicious."

Fen La's generous smile took a bite from the fork, and then a smile that couldn't be disguised was piled up on her face.

"I'm sorry...... I...... I...... Alas...... I ......"

Stretching out his left hand, he pressed his index finger to his mouth, as gentle as a fawn, and said softly: "No need to apologize, eat right now." โ€

"But ......"

"Huh? Do you want to go against Galeries Lafayette's will? โ€

Both of them laughed, and the cold river breeze blew gently along the embankment, pulling out the long hair that was pulled by the fence.

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Early the next morning.

Simon King was the first to arrive at the base as usual.

At this time, he already had a detailed plan.

His most loyal fighters, captains Marco Paul, Kiki, and Claudemere, have also been notified of his deception.

It's just that in order to make this scene realistic, they chose to divide it into two days and go to the training ground to cheat injuries.

And another fighter among fighters, Cassano, who was punished for beating someone for community service - of course, will not be absent!