"I ...... Hum...... He's a villain! ”

After a face-saving remark, Cavallar returned to the dugout in a huff.

The referee turned to Simon King and said: "You can also understand the other party, as a strong team, you are beaten like this, and no one can stand it." ”

Simon King smiled: "Yes sir, you are the enforcer of the court, I will definitely listen to you." ”

Seeing that Simon King said sincerely, the referee had a good impression of him, so he said: "Okay, as long as you cooperate with my work, I will help your fans with a few kind words in the post-match report." ”

"Thank you, sir." Simon King hurriedly stretched out his hands with a flattering face.

"No thanks, work hard!"

Speaking of this, the referee took his hand, put his mouth to his ear, and whispered: "Sign me after the game, my daughter is your fan." ”

A few minutes later, the first half of the game was over.

In the locker room, Cavalljar received a call from Conceição.

"What's going on, my friend?"

"What's going on, what else is going on! He stole it again! Cavalial's anger had not yet subsided, so he had to sprinkle it all on Conceição.

Kong Saisan didn't care, and hurriedly said: "Are you angry?" ”

"Hmm."

"There's no need for friends, your strength is far above theirs, as long as you hold steady, you will definitely win. Besides, I see that their Bonatti is running all the time, and his fitness will definitely not be able to keep up. ”

"I know, I know it all!" With the persuasion of his friends, Cavaliaar's anger was much lessened.

"Of course I know you know, don't I care about you!"

"Alas...... But the problem is, this Simon King is so shameless, he is simply a despicable villain! ”

"Of course he's a villain, that's why we're going to knock him down! For football, for honor, for God! ...... of Cavalliar You have to do it! ”

"Alright, alright, I got it."

Hanging up the phone, Conceição stared at the TV depressedly.

They had to play a day late, so he watched the first half in its entirety.

"His mother's, Simon King, this dog's day, is either stealing or relying on luck all day long, this little beast is really in trouble."

At this time, he had lost faith in Cavaliaar.

As a league champion and old friend, Conceição certainly knows how many pounds Cavalljar has.

'If it's a draw, Braga might have scored one or two goals. But now they are behind the score, with the attacking ability of Cavalljar...... Alas, that's it...... It seems that in the end, all this is on my own. ”

Thinking of this, Conceição quickly dialed the number of assistant coach Bruno.

"Bruno, you immediately organize the coaches to study the game of Vixerna! Give you three days, and I want a report that will outwhelm them. ”

"Vichena?"

Bruno has heard the name of this weak team from the other side more than once.

Although he didn't understand why the manager was targeting Simon King, he replied: "Leave it to us." ”

……

Vixnera locker room.

The players were in high spirits and rejoicing.

Simon King didn't make any tactical adjustments, instead sitting on the sidelines with a sad face.

"What's wrong with you, sir?" The questioner was the captain of the team, Marco Paul.

"I ...... Alas......"

"What's going on?"

The sullen and preoccupied head coach has attracted the attention of the players.

"Alas...... I'm afraid they're going to fight back like crazy in the second half, I'm worried you're not going to be able to hold it, I'm afraid we're going to lose in the end. ”

"What? Will we lose? ”

Claudemere said a little unhappily: "We're 2-0 ahead." ”

"But they're a strong team, I'm really worried." Simon King pretended to be quite aggrieved.

This time, everyone was unhappy.

Everyone didn't want to talk and looked at each other silently, looking at their teammates silently.

However, Simon King's tricks did not escape Armando's eyes.

As a teaching assistant, he immediately exercised his duty.

'Listen to me, the manager's fear of losing, he has a point. Well, I'd like to see how our so-called underdog team and your underestimated geniuses will react on the field. ”

"We're not going to lose!"

"That's right, I'm going to defend this victory even if I do my best."

"God was worried that we would lose, but Lao Tzu didn't believe it!" 、

Hearing his teammates scolding his mother, Bonatti, who has always relied on his brain to play football, immediately saw through Simon King's careful thinking.

So he held back a smile, pretended to be angry, and said loudly: "Listen to me, brothers! Let's make a bet with Caesar that if we hold on to the win, we'll punish him for running ten laps on the football field! ”

"Great idea!"

Casiano immediately responded: "This guy will punish us if he's fine, we have to let him know what it's like to run." ”

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Simon King knew that it was done, so he sighed: "I want to lose to you so much, but I feel that you may not be able to prevent it!" ”

"You're too underestimated!"

"Wait and see!"

"That's it, just wait and see!"

In this way, the second half of the game, with the dullness of Braga and the concentration of Vixena, started again.

Switching sides and fighting again, as the lagging side, Braga did not show too aggressiveness.

They were patient in attack and still organized around the two wingers.

If we say that the first half of the game was Ricardo's individual performance.

Then in the second half, it was his younger brother, Andre Horta.

In the 60th minute of the game, Andre Horta retreated to the back position to receive the ball, then burst forward with the ball all the way, and from the right flank of the backfield, directly to the left wing.

Meanwhile, his older brother Ricardo Horta reacted in a hurry, with Braga's twin playing a series of one-two combinations on his left flank, and Andre Horta slotted the ball into the box under the direction of talented striker Oliveira, and formed a very dangerous shot.

In the 70th minute, it was Andre Horta who took the ball in midfield, and he scrambled the ball to Jankoto, who was in the space on the right flank, before Bonati and Thomas could attack.

Jankoto took the ball and tried to form a breakthrough cross with his skill at his feet, but fortunately, Camille was so experienced that he successfully let go of his opponent at the cost of a yellow card and defused the crisis again.

Seeing that O'Foley, who plays as a left midfielder, has been unable to follow Andre due to a decline in physical fitness, Simon King decisively chose to make a substitution.

"Moreira, let's play."

Moreira, a long-range killer, knew he would be replaced in the 70th minute.

He took off his substitute vest, put on spikes, and walked over to Riquelme and George.

The two coaches took out the position and duty diagram that had been prepared long ago, quickly gave Moreira advice, and then notified the fourth official.

A short time later, the referee stopped the game.

But what Simon King didn't expect was that the Braga team also chose to make a substitution at this time, and it was their talented player, star winger Ricardo Horta.