"What the hell? These sites are also too unprofessional. Forget it, let's urge the steak to take out. ”

Turning off the TV, Deco pulls out his phone and calls his favorite steakhouse.

The phone kept busy, and I called it a few times again before I finally squeezed in.

"Hello sir, this is Nana Steak."

"I'm Deco, why hasn't my steak been delivered yet?"

"Oh, hello Mr. Deco. Did you order? Oh, I'm sorry, but the takeaway message board of the small store is full of swearing messages, and we didn't see it. ”

"Don't see? What do you mean? I'm a regular visitor to you. ”

"I'm really sorry, but you can click on our message board and take a look for yourself."

Hanging up the phone, Deco was angry, he turned on the computer and found the other party's storefront.

"Simon King is the best in the world!"

"The Portuguese legend doesn't understand football, please line up immediately to apologize to Simon King."

"Those who don't have champions when they play, you can wash and sleep."

"Those who offend my Celestial Empire coach, even if they are far away, they will be scolded!"

Deco was dumbfounded, as a Portuguese who grew up in Brazil, he always learned to be a gentleman, trying to be truly accepted and respected by Europeans.

But the hundreds of words on the message board reminded him of his friends who played football on the street when he was younger.

Just when he was stunned, there was another piece of content on the message board: "Vixue takes a 6-minute lead over Porto!" Simon King is mighty! ”

"What? Is Vixerna ahead? ”

Deco searched the game on his computer in disbelief and watched the whole process of the goal.

"It can't be! With such a refined and tactical offensive organization and goals, will this be a relegation team? ”

"The whole attacking organization, all through passes, is efficient and fast."

"The most rare thing is their positioning! Can football still be played like this? ”

Seeing this, Deco became interested in Vichera, but his heart was full of doubts.

"But that's not right, old friends, didn't they say that Simon King was a liar?"

"If he really has the level, why should he invite any wizards? It's weird. ”

Seeing the live broadcast signal on the screen, reminding him to click to watch, Ced clicked in without thinking about it.

……

Inside the Dragon Stadium.

The game time has come to the 17th minute of the first half.

After conceding the goal, Porto launched an onslaught.

Helplessly, the players not only kept their distance well, but also fought with them in the front court, and the game was constantly interrupted by fouls, so the current score is still 1:0.

At this time, Porto's goalkeeper Diogo Costa, got the ball behind the opponent through the attack, he got up and threw the ball forward, and the ball came to the feet of Conceição on the right side.

After winning the ball, Conceição Jr. cut inside with the ball.

Camille followed as soon as possible, and also grabbed the inside line directly, obviously to force Conceição Jr. to the right side, but also to force the opponent to use the right foot, which he is not good at.

As the team's substitute winger, Conceição Jr. thought that this game was for him to level up, but he didn't know until he really started playing, and this was simply a catastrophe!

In the face of the experienced Camille, the little Conse seemed helpless.

If he wants to break through, people will step back and not grab, and if he wants to pass the ball, people will come up and interfere with it.

Thinking about catching the ball with his back, people came up directly and elbowed him to the back of the heart, and finally caught the ball, and they didn't let him cut inside, making it clear that he knew his playing habits very well.

But if all of the above is enough to make this young man go crazy, then Camille's next performance is the real ruin of a child!

Unable to cut in any longer, Conceição began to try to burst down the right with his weak foot.

Camille followed him, and Keida chased after him.

Then Camille said, "Keida, you go ahead and wait." ”

Seeing that Keida really stopped, and there was still a meaning of stepping forward, Porto right-back Bibamu immediately chose to set the edge, intending to run behind Camille.

Who would have thought that Camille's words were not finished, and he continued to say to little Conceição: "Little brother, you play the ball so quietly, you can't be a chick, right?" ”

Seeing that the other party ignored him, he continued: "Why is this still red? Don't tell me, you're still a virgin? ”

Little Conceição is indeed a virgin.

As the son of the elder Cesan, he has always wanted to become a world-class star like Cristiano Ronaldo, so all his energy is put into football.

Focusing on football really helps with your skills.

But the problem is, he's out of society!

And who is Camille?

This is a player who has been mixed in the lower leagues for a long time, and at the age of 32, he has seen and experienced countless nasty people and things on and off the field.

Therefore, when Camille said more obscene words again, the shame of little Conseição could not be broken at all.

"You're so shameless!"

Conceição Jr. did not choose to kick the ball to Bibamu, although he knew that the opponent had stepped forward, but while he saw the opponent Wilson pulling the side to defend, he also had the idea of using someone to teach Camille a lesson.

"Shameless?" Camille reached out and pulled Conceição's jersey and said disdainfully: "What do I want to do with my face? the little girl, it's that kind of thing! ”

Little Conseissan's face turned even redder.

He made a sudden stop-and-go movement, and then used his right foot to sway the ball in the direction of Camille.

"Want to separate the ball in the opposite direction? Your body is smoother than a girl, your body is softer than a girl, can you squeeze me? ”

Stuck in position, Camille was proud, and even licked his mouth deliberately.

To be honest, his expression was really as obscene as he could, it was just a picture of falling in love with the other party.

In a fit of rage, Conceição, who lost the ball, kicked Camille directly from behind.

Camille waited for this time, and threw himself on the lawn, and then rolled several times.

"Drip ......"

The referee directly took out the yellow card and raised it in front of Conceição.

Conceição Jr. argued: "He has been scolding me, and he was the one who pulled my jersey first. ”

After that, he pulled the lower end of the jersey with both hands, wanting to show the opponent's movements to the referee.

But where did the referee pay attention to him, and after bluntly saying "go away", he directly signaled the game to continue.

In desperation, little Conceisang could only retreat, and at the same time said in his heart: "A garbage man, I am the pride of the sky, I don't want to worry about him." ”

Meanwhile, Bonatti was already behind set-pieces.

In Wichena's set-pieces at the back, long passes are generally not allowed forward, so the idea for Bonatti is simple: to create space on the right side of the pitch with a short through ball on the left side of the pitch.

But just as he was about to pass the ball to the left wing, he found that Camille didn't know when, and ran to Conceição Jr. again.

In desperation, Bonatti could only pass the ball to the right, and the ball was given to Julio.

And on Camille's side, the old guy was still irritating the other party.

"Honey, do you want to make an appointment in the evening?"

"I'll be gentle with you!"

"Do you see that Marco Paul? He's stronger than me, do you like him? ”

Little Kong Saisang was about to cry, he really couldn't beat me, he couldn't scold me, and he couldn't hide.