Chapter 84: Kick South Korea
French team newspaper: [Fourteen-year-old Argentine teenager Chen Mo made a stunning debut at the World Youth Championships! ] 】
Japan Tokyo Sports News: [Back stop ball, man ball, Chen Mo's unparalleled offensive creativity is worth learning from all our players! ] 】
British Sun: [Defense is equally important, Chen Mo, a teenager who stands out under Argentine gorgeous football! ] 】
Dragon Country Sports Morning News: [The spring breeze is proud! The 14-year-old dragon youngster is proud of the World Youth Championships! 】
Spanish Marca: [If you don't know what a real genius is, I suggest you come to the scene to watch Chen Mo play! ] 】
News is flying!
The World Youth Championship is an international event, and the attention is much higher than the previous Nike Benz cup competition, coupled with the World Cup qualifiers in full swing around the world, people's interest in football has once again been raised a notch.
If the previous games only let Chen Mo record with the coaches and scouts of major clubs, then this goal in the World Youth Championships is to let fans all over the world know that Argentina has such a talented young player!
However, compared to the fans of other countries, the South Korean fans seem to be a little unhappy, to be precise, angry, unparalleled anger.
South Korea's East Asia News: [Out of jealousy, Argentina coach Pekerman denied Park Ji-sung's amazing talent, but he will pay for his arrogance in the game two days later! ] Park Ji-sung will use his strength to prove who is the real genius! 】
As one of the host countries of next year's World Cup in Japan and South Korea, South Korea's enthusiasm for football is at an all-time high, and their self-confidence has also swelled because they have snatched half of the World Cup hosting rights from Japan.
So, out of the speech at the end of the interview and the instigation of the news media, Chen Mo and Pekerman and the Argentine national youth team are almost going to become public enemies, and all South Koreans are looking forward to the South Korean team being able to kill Argentina in two days!
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Meanwhile, Barcelona.
The sun is shining, on the second-floor balcony of a small cottage with a garden, Oona leans her arms against the railing, nibbles in her mouth, and looks at Klee, who is sitting cross-legged in front of the computer in the house.
"I said, why don't you go to sleep first, and then get up and get this... Site? You've stayed up all night. ”
Wearing a cool little dress, with a golden chicken nest head, and two big black circles on her face, Klee's face was haggard, but her expression was very excited, and her little head shook like a rattle: "Right now, right away!" Wait a little longer... All right! Come and see! ”
Klee waved excitedly, Onia threw the apple core into the trash, walked to the computer desk and leaned over, and was greeted by a website in the background, with the ball sliding past the defender's side in the background, and the black-haired Chen Mo flicked his arms and quickly stepped forward from the other side.
"Wow! Where did you find this photo? So handsome! ”
O Na was very excited to pull over the bench and sit down, Klee crossed her legs on the computer chair, turned the chair and smiled: "There are a lot of photos on the Internet, but they are all fragmented and difficult to find, so I am going to collect the photos and videos about Xiao Mo together, and now those fans can find all the information about Xiao Mo just by entering my website." ”
"Can this work? I thought the computer could only listen to songs and play minesweeper..."
O Na looked very surprised, Klee patted Fang Fang's monitor and smiled, "This big guy can do a lot longer than you think, eh! The backstage click-through rate has gone up! ”
"What do you mean?"
"Someone visited my website! There are other people who are also looking for information about Xiao Mo on the Internet! ”
"Really?!"
Excited!
The two little Loli sat obediently in front of the computer, watching the numbers in the background beat slowly, and their eyes were full of anticipation.
This look was more than half an hour, O Na rubbed her shoulders and got up to pour water, "Do you want juice?" ”
"I want orange flavor."
"It's so picky. But then again, Klee, can we communicate with them? I want to get to know them! If you tell them that we read with Xiao Mo every day, they must be very envious! ”
"Communication? Do you mean chat rooms? I want to think about it..."
Klee was stunned for a moment, and moved the large hardcover book on the table to her crossed lap, searching through the table of contents.
"Chat room... Chat room..."
Ona put the churned juice on the table, dragged her chin and looked at her, muttering, "But ah, I think it's more fun to communicate with my classmates at school than those strangers." Maybe there are a lot of handsome guys like you who don't usually talk to strangers, but actually like football very much?! ”
"You guy is full of handsome guys, and there's no way to save him!"
"Hey, do you think everyone has such good luck as you, every day and Xiao Mo go in and out, do you know that other girls are going to be envious to death! Eh, I'm funny when I say this, do you remember that Laudia in the next class? I heard others say that she used to be super serious about mathematics before, and she just wanted to top your position and be in a group with Xiao Mo and Leon, but the results finally came up, Xiao Mo and their club didn't care about the results. ”
"Okay, okay, I'm not his girlfriend, it's like I have something to do with him." Klee pursed her mouth, and Ona hooked her little chin and teased, "Heh, duplicitous woman." If you want me to say, when you meet a boy you like, go after it, you will only have a crush like this..."
"Oops, don't say it! Now, what kind of chat room do you want? I can try to research the research. ”
"Chat isn't key! The point is the handsome guy who lives nearby, you know! It's best to ask them to write down their personal information, like where they live, how old they are, hehehe..."
“... You're a perverted woman. ”
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The wonderful people and balls were divided, and the amazing speeches at the press conference were rumored by the outside world for a while.
Chen Mo didn't pay much attention to the news media, since he entered the training camp, he has entered the sage mode, and his mobile phone has been handed over to Pekerman for safekeeping, unless it is something with relatives and friends, otherwise he can't listen to what is going on outside the window.
But Chen Mo didn't care, and the others were different.
"These arrogant Koreans, why do they think they can kick us? Xiao Mo, we have to teach them a lesson! ”
In the next bedroom, Saviola looked at the newspaper with a very disdainful expression, Chen Mo sat on the balcony and barbecued, and said with a smile: "What do they do, our goal is to win the championship." ”
"Oh, you're so fierce when you compete, but you usually look like a good gentleman."
Da Lisandro rolled his eyes with a smile, Chen Mo put the barbecue on the plate, brought it into the room and put it on the small table, and said with a smile: "I'm just tough, not a fool." With our strength, it is almost impossible to cross paths with the Korean team except for the World Youth Championships, which means that after this tournament, we may never meet the Korean team again in our lives, so why bother with their clamour. ”
"You guy talks a lot, no, you have to listen to me this time! Big head, don't you say? We have to help Xiao Mo. Saviola was unhappy, glared at Chen Mo, and beckoned to Alexandro: "If Xiao Mo plays tomorrow's game, we can try the same trick as in training." ”
"What about that?"
"Yes, a lesson for the Koreans!"
Da Lisandro and Chen Mo raised their eyebrows, Saviola nodded seriously, and the former nodded after thinking for a moment: "That's okay, but the premise is that the leader lets Xiao Mo play, after all, the South Korean has been provoked, and he is likely to be injured when he plays." ”
"Then it doesn't matter, anyway, if you play like this, what do you think, Xiao Mo!"
Chen Mo shrugged with a smile: "It's all up to you." ”