After eating a good meal, Chen Mo suddenly wanted to watch the two little guys play football.

In this regard, Kaoru Tsukichi, who had just finished cooking a table of dishes, rolled her eyes frequently, but as she grew older, she not only looked more like a plump young woman in figure and temperament, but even her personality was more inclined to a traditional Japanese wife.

belongs to the kind of woman who will never disobey her husband in front of outsiders.

It's just that at night, she always likes to be a knight.

Ahem, that's not the point.

Chen Mo wants to watch the game, and Messi also wants to watch it.

It just so happened that at this time, Di Maria, who was also born in Rosario and also bought a house nearby, also came to visit.

So, with the help of three big men, Kaoru Tsukichi and Klee also successfully set up a grill and awning in the backyard.

A faint smoke drifted into the sunny sky, and the big orange cat on the round table shrunk its feet and watched the steaks on the shelves quietly nap.

"Come, wife~ This piece of meat is the most delicious, thank you."

Chen Mo smiled a little doggedly, and put a piece of fine roast beef in the Yuechi Kaoru bowl that was already sweating a little on his neck, causing Klee to roll her eyes, and put the cat's hand to the big orange cat out of the white eyes.

However, at this time, Chen Mo's attention was not on the girl, and after a while, Little Enzo and Little Spider played one-on-one under the gaze of everyone.

One.

Football one-on-one sounds relatively simple, after all, the goal is so big, but this is Chen Mo's own backyard, usually either practicing by himself or one-on-one with Messi Di Maria, so the goal is also very small, only more than one meter wide.

The goal is more than a meter wide, and there is a dog standing in front of the goal, so it is not so easy to kick the ball into the goal.

But

It doesn't matter if you score or not.

said that it was a heads-up, but in fact, whether it was Chen Mo or Messi, they mainly wanted to see the physical fitness and foot feel of the two little guys.

There is a saying that three years old looks old, but in fact, it is almost the same when it comes to football.

Messi is already a well-known local prodigy in Rosario before he is ten years old, and it is the same as crossing the road to a young player of the same age.

As for him Chen Mo...

There is no reference value for hanging.

Thinking about it in my mind, the race on the small sand pile also began.

At the beginning, Little Enzo and Little Spider seemed a little unable to let go under the gaze of Chen Mo and other bigwigs, both of them were constantly mixing garlic under their feet, and all kinds of funny mistakes were frequent, so that Chen Mo didn't even dare to drink juice, for fear of choking on his nose.

However, in the end, it is a guy in his early twenties who can resist the pressure and play the starting role on the World Cup stage, even if he is only six or seven years old now, but the crazy spirit of not admitting defeat in his bones is still there.

As time passed bit by bit, in Chen Mo's more and more admiring gaze, the body posture of the two little guys became more and more relaxed, almost completely shielding from the interference of the outside world.

"These two little guys have a very good mentality."

Chewing beef in his mouth, Chen Mo nodded secretly while watching.

How high a player's achievement is, not only depends on physical talent, but also mentality.

A case in point is Lautaro.

Lautaro is really fierce.

Anyone who has watched Inter Milan games knows that he is an absolute thigh, and he can almost do anything in the frontcourt, but when he returns to the national team, he begins to fall off a cliff.

But his decline is actually quite characteristic.

It's that kind of running and passing consciousness is still there, but the kick is a crotch pull.

That's because of the mentality, it's hard for him to be fully focused when he's faced with a shot, when he's faced with that kind of high-pressure chance to shoot at a critical moment.

Even Lautaro, who plays a crotch pull in the national team, and can still kill all sides with the support of the fans when he returns to the club, is already good.

Look at Boateng, the former world defender who was tortured by Messi, and it feels like he suddenly disappeared from world football overnight.

He was beaten by Messi in the Champions League in May 15 [Bo is late but arrived], which became the front page headlines of all media around the world, and then began to decline rapidly in form the next year and became a substitute.

It only took half a season to go from being an ironclad starter to a substitute with 19 appearances in a single season, and there have been no major injuries during this period.

There are no injuries, but the form is declining wildly, and there is only one reason - the mentality has collapsed.

The mentality directly determines the ability of the players.

Chen Mo understands this, and Messi also understands it.

Looking at the two little guys who were getting more and more excited in the sand, Messi suddenly laughed and said: "Xiao Mo, don't you think these two little guys are a bit like us at that time?" ”

"Huh?"

Looking at the taller Enzo and the shorter Alvarez, Chen Mo was stunned.

It's a bit like that, though.

"Where's the like, that little guy looks much cuter than when you were a child."

"Wowo."

Originally, he was still a little nostalgic for his childhood, but he was scolded by Chen Mo, and Messi was speechless, but suddenly, he thought of something, took out an envelope from the back of his buttocks, and hung a small dimple of tsundere on his face: "Yes, I'm not handsome, but I have a little fan who writes it himself!! What are you doing? Give it back! ”

"Haha, what a letter, show me."

Before Messi could say a word, the envelope he raised was snatched away by Di Maria behind him.

Messi hurriedly reached out to grab it, but Di Maria had long hands and feet, so he stuck Messi behind him with his buttocks, opened the letter and read it with laughter.

"Oh. Dear Mr. Baa, I know that you may never read this letter, but as a die-hard fan of yours, I wrote this one on this moonlit night."

"Ahh Don't read it! ”

Maybe the content behind it is too numb, and Messi, whose face is already a little red, is completely crazy.

"What two naïve guys."

Looking at the two naïve ghosts you chased after me, Chen Mo disdained and pouted, but at this time, Yuechi Kaoru, who was drinking milk, burst out coldly: "I said that people are naïve, and I don't know who was there in the middle of the night to read the comments of netizens and smirked." ”

"Don't poke me!"

Bai glanced at this more and more venomous girl, Chen Mo stroked the cat, and turned his head to look at the two little guys who played football again.

However, it is said that it is a look, but it is actually not pretty.

In the end, it is two six or seven-year-old children, all aspects of the body function have not begun to develop, and they can't see their physical fitness at all, that is, look at the foot feeling, body coordination and mentality.

"This Enzo, according to his current size and character, is more suitable to play as a midfielder or a fulcrum striker."

"But this Alvarez"

Looking at the two children who were fighting back and forth, Chen Mo frowned slightly.

Enzo has a good feel on his feet, but he prefers to use his body rather than play with flowers under his feet.

Kicking the ball with his body, it's not a brainless performance, it's precisely because Enzo understands where his advantage is when dealing with little spiders.

The little spider is similar to Messi, they are all typical little fast, but his cadence and the feeling of touching the ball are quite different from Messi when he was a child in Chen Mo's memory.

"This little guy is a little troublesome, and I don't know if his sense of spatial location is good."

Looking at Alvarez, who was pushed open by Enzo's ass, Chen Mo pinched his chin.

(End of chapter)