A group of Croatian internationals gathered and chattered.

Although it has only been more than half a month, they always have endless topics to talk about.

What's more, based on the 2010 World Cup, most of these Croatian internationals have made transfers.

Rakitic, who joined Sevilla from Schalke 04, joined La Liga from the Bundesliga, which suits his style better.

Mandzukic, who accepted Bayern Munich's transfer offer, was poached to the South King.

Vukojevic also joined Bayern Munich, and he became teammates with Mandzukic and Olich.

This teenager, who is known as a talented midfielder in Croatia, couldn't grab the ball on the first day of entering the national team, and he didn't even have time to react.

Only in this way can psychological obstacles be overcome and combat effectiveness can be formed.

Everyone could only grin and shake their heads.

Duimovich cried out.

Dujmovich wept and mourned.

"Huh?" Suke was surprised; "Changed your lines?"

Besic started running by name again.

Suker shrugged; "Let him rest for a while!"

While waiting, there was a knock on the office door.

After a hearty battle, he felt extremely excited.

Besic is on the way to observe, but also learning.

It was Suker who really had the biggest impact on Brozovic's career.

Mandzukic also has no good airway; "Cheap!"

The phone was connected, and Brozovic laughed;

"Mateo, I'm calling you at the door of the national team training center, and I'm about to step into the national team training center."

Brozovic sat down on the ground, gasping for air.

"Okay!"

Su Ke immediately straightened his back, making himself look familiar.

Suker was very excited, not only walking Brozovic, but also wearing his crotch again and again.

Rakitic clutched his ass and left.

Srna covered his head, he looked at Brozovic's lost soul, turned his head to look at Modric and said;

Oh, my God!

Walking towards the locker room, Brozovic's heart was pounding.

Olich was in a hurry, he hurriedly said; "I don't blame him~~~ You guys let it go, don't do it again"

Hearing this, the two of them were even more excited.

Dujmović; "Hey! Didn't anyone listen to me? ”

The entrance to the national team training base.

"No problem, Captain!"

While shaking, he turned his head to look at Olich:

Can't get out!

With this guy's 180 cm and slightly emaciated body, it's really like a telephone pole.

Brozovic hung up the phone and walked into the training center in the bright sunshine.

Brozovic could never have imagined that on the day he was 18 years old, he received a call-up call from the national team.

Modric hurriedly said.

Mandzukic was so annoyed that he gagged Duimovich and laughed dryly; "Haha~~Haha~~ Talk about something else!"

Therefore, it is also a little uncomfortable to suddenly give him such a strong team.

Stand!

I really can't stand it!

Seeing that everyone else was passing on their experience, Suke stopped playing.

Becic took Brozovic for a season, as well as Mateo Kovacic, who was two years younger than him.

The Croatian players jerked their heads and almost burst out laughing.

"Broken mouth!"

Of course, the tension is still the same tension.

Davao. Suker is too far away!

"Ten laps! Comments? Besic said coldly.

Srna grinned and said earnestly, "I'll call you Marcelo." ”

Mandzukic also imprisoned Dujmovic's body, immobilizing him.

Besic looked at the two and said: "You are the two newcomers currently recruited, I want to tell you, you are still in the observation period, if the training performance is not good, or there is any slackness, I will immediately remove you from the national team!" ”

And before leaving, these people silently scolded:

Brozovic yelled.

At the age of 18, he was hailed as Croatia's talented midfielder.

"I think most of you know me"

Sucre; "Mixed up? La Liga is a good mix? Wait to meet us! “

The other Croatian players who didn't know Besic were a little nervous.

Brozovic looked at Besic and said loudly.

"Olich is still angry!"

"He'll look around, scare us with his gaze, and then say there's no main player in my lineup."

I've never seen the world or an international competition!

So you need to adapt in advance!

And after grabbing the ball by luck, he couldn't keep up with the passing rhythm of these people at all, resulting in continuing to run into the circle as a dog.

"Guys, change into training clothes and assemble at the training ground, the training camp is about to begin!"

Brozovic can already join the national team and feel the atmosphere with the team.

Brozovic turned like a telephone pole, his voice trembling; "I didn't get nervous, I was very relaxed, I was very relaxed. I thank my Father"

Perisic joined Borussia Dortmund from Club Brugge to the Bundesliga, a member of the top five leagues.

Both of these are good seedlings.

His name is Suke!

Seeing this, Srna understood.

Dujmovic was a little aggrieved, and he turned his head to look at Mandzukic.

At the thought of Su Ke pretending to be serious, the others shook their heads.

Besic looked up slightly; "Let's sit down first!"

Croatia's hard-blooded guys!

He wanted to be part of the Croatian national team, but he didn't expect his dream to come true so quickly.

"Why doesn't anyone come to the Premier League, just me and Pranic!" Modric said he was a little lonely.

His name is Marcelo. Brozovic.

One by one, they all went to the Bundesliga, and there were few people in the Premier League.

Brozovic said with a serious expression; "I understand, I'm going to work hard."

Sucre! Your uncle's!

Seeing this, Vansteak couldn't help but shake his head.

His entire facial features were exerting force, making him look more energetic and combative.

Sucre; "This summer, you have a lot of things to do, I didn't expect so many people to transfer!"

Besic grinned as he watched; "It's a turn!"

"Teacher!"

Rakitic; "That's your problem!"

A taller, stronger, more mature young man than Brozovic walked in.

First of all, the frequency and rhythm of the pass are two different concepts from the Croatian domestic league.

Once you wear the crotch, even if you touch the ball, you have to continue to be a dog.

The frequency of the vibrations under Suke's feet quickened, rubbing frantically.

La Liga has at least Suker, Srna and Rakitic.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? It hurt my ears! ”

With that, the three of them began to run around the court.

"Besides, I'm pretending to be serious, can you stand it?"

The others also coughed dryly and stopped talking.

After they lined up at the training ground, Becic led the coaching staff over.

Mandzukic and the others turned their heads suddenly, unable to hold back their laughter.

And across from him is a comical picture.

"It's embarrassing!"

"Forget it!" Srna sighed and waved her hand, propping herself up on her knees.

Besich, it's not easy!

Modric sighed; "Tommy, Mario has joined Bayern Munich, we are all very happy about that, but don't forget, who was the center forward before Bayern Munich!"

"Mario, Luca, Tommy, out of line!"

Mandzukic smiled slightly awkwardly and waved his hand; "Nothing to say!"

"What does it have to do with me!" Suker shrugged; "Anyway, sooner or later, I have to know that I can pretend for a day or two, but not for a lifetime, right?"

Dujmovic finally got out of the Russian league and joined Torino in Serie A.

Besic and Vansted stood by and watched.

The people were silent.

Brozovic said loudly.

Besic said in a deep voice.

Other players like Luka Modric, Rakitic and Mandzukic forced their smiles on their faces.

Rakitic raised his hand; "I originally wanted to go to the Premier League, Arsenal was interested in me at the time, but considering the fierce confrontation in the Premier League, I didn't feel particularly adaptable, and Arsenal was too picky, and directly cut my salary in half, so I chose to join Sevilla!"

However, it is also understandable that the World Cup is a natural super stage.

Brozovic sat on the sofa with his back away from the backrest, half of his buttocks solid, his entire waist straight.

"Answer me!"

The others nodded.

Bang!

Dujmovic kicked Rakitic in the ass.

Srna has a headache.

Very capable, but too playful and disobedient to discipline.

Bayern Munich's former center forward, Olich!

That is, teammates of the Croatian national team.

In fact, he really has no experience in leading strong teams, and has participated in the Champions League play-offs many times, all of which have been defeated by the weak.

"What's the matter with you, broken little ghost!"

"Look into the other person's eyes, and before passing the ball, his eyes will tell you where he's going to go! I don't have to look at the toes of the supporting leg to face the toes."

All of a sudden, Brozovic's and Strinic's eyes lit up.

He walked to the couch with his hands and feet.

Mandzukic nodded, imprisoned Duimovich hard, and said loudly; "Second gear!"

An iron-blooded and tough man!

"What's wrong with me?"

"Raise your head, what are you doing staring at the ball, staring at people!"

Brozovic looked at their backs, his heart full of shock.

The two of them were clubbed on the couch like telephone poles.

Srna pushed the door open.

In that light, a trace of the outline of the majestic back could be seen.

Smack!

Srna: "you!" ”

This is Sooke's fan brother!

In the arena, basic training is being carried out.

Dujmović broke free.

That's what he's chasing.

Srna pointed to Brozovic, who seemed to have been drained from his soul, and said bitterly; "Look at him!"

Suker reluctantly got up and slapped Duimovich on the head;

A hero who wants to follow him all his life and wants to give everything for him!

In Brozovic's career, there was a bright light.

With a change of coach, it is estimated that conflicts have already begun to arise.

Ay~~~!

From now on, he is a Croatian international.

Dario. Srna!

Croatia's captain and at the same time Croatia's team spirit.

Brozovic shouted; "I understand, I understand it all, Captain!"

Besic nodded and gestured to the two opposites; "Let's bring them into the locker room and familiarize them with the facilities at the training base by the way!"

"I said, I'll be back, right?" Dujmovich said proudly; "Look, I'm back in the big five leagues from the Russian league."

Suker shrugged; "If you want to blame Zoranch, he made my image too positive, so I couldn't play well in front of the camera."

Srna shook her head and sighed; "Let's go and apologize to Olich."

"Excellent! Go ahead! ”

Olich slowly got up and left.

Brozovic was crotched several times.

"Hey!! - "Duimovich yelled in displeasure; "Didn't you pay any attention to me?"

There was a knock on the door.

"Nope! Not funny, teacher! ”

Suke immediately turned his head to look at Mandzukic.

"Take it easy!" Seeing the nervous look of the two, Srna smiled; "Let's go, I'll take you to the locker room!"

After Olic left, Mandzukic pounced on Dujmovic.

Srna shook her head and sighed

"Hello Captain, my name is Marcelo. Brozovic! “

The two nodded hurriedly;

Duimovich blinked: "It's not like you!" Let's talk about it, Bayern Munich's main center forward! ”

Oh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!

The entire locker room was filled with the ghostly screams of Duimovich.

With Croatia's outstanding performance in the World Cup, it is natural to attract those teams in the top five leagues to absorb these Croatian players.

At this time, a voice sounded, and said in a lonely tone:

"I'll go first!"

Dujmović lay on the ground, and Suke picked up Dujmovic's legs and rubbed frantically under Dujmovic's crotch with his bare feet.

"Understood!"

Besic shook his head; "Sit down, there's one more."

Srna patted Brozovic on the shoulder: "Marcelo, the dream is very beautiful because it is the picture you sketched, but the reality is cruel and you have to have the courage to face it all. ”

Srna nodded; "Of course, he's in the locker room!"

Brozovic clenched his fists so hard that he almost jumped.

Come up and take the main forces of Modric and Mandzukic.

Heroes of Croatia!

The hero of the inspirational story, the hero who came out of the war, shouldered the responsibility of Croatia's attack and contributed wonderful goals to them again and again.

Let him accept the reality!

Hopefully the blow won't be too big!

"Captain!" Brozovic asked excitedly; "Can I see Suke?"

His expression was extremely excited.

The reason why he called these little guys in early was Brozovic's performance was the key.

Bang!

Su Ke slapped him directly.

Dujmović glared; "No one talks about Serie A? Little World Cup! ”

It's so nervous!

"Captain, my name is Ivan. Strinic! ”

"It won't happen, sir!"

Knock knock!

Found this guy surprisingly quiet.

Suke's legs shook wildly as he carried Duimovich.

Brozovic took out the phone and dialed a number.

Luckily, they also have a brand new Suke.

"Here, it's called 'Sir'!" Besic glared.

"Hey, you guy has finally joined a wealthy family, why don't you show off?" Dujmović grinned and hit Mandzukic on the shoulder.

The thought of seeing Croatian heroes such as Suker, Luka Modric and Mandzukic imminently made him extremely excited.

Srna nodded, stretched out his hand and smiled; "Hello, you can call me Captain or you can call me Dario."

Rakitic; "That's right, I feel that La Liga is less intense and better mixed."

Besic's eyes narrowed.

"Don't let me talk, don't let me talk about Serie A, don't let me talk about Bundesliga, you're isolating me, aren't you?"

The three of them immediately shut up.

"Sir! I'm here to report! ”

Dujmovich was itchy and sore, crying and laughing, and the whole person was not able to exert his strength at all.

"Tommy! You idiot! Lao Tzu is so gag-up, why can't you stop your broken mouth! ”

Mandzukic transferred to join, which squeezed out Olich's position, so Mandzukic didn't speak, otherwise, this guy would like to take a loudspeaker and spread all over the world.

The Croatian players began to move out of the dressing room one after another.

But he was crotched six times by Suke.

"Great!!"

The body remains straight.

As it turns out, this team is really fucking hard to bring.

The whole person is as if he has lost his soul.

"That's not what I meant!" Srna grinned.

"Ah~~!!!!!! Bastard!!! Marcelo you bastard!!! I'm so envious!! ”

Brozovic stood in the dressing room, his mouth open, his eyes hollow, and his head even more drowsy.

Srna pointed at Brozovic; "The sound of broken dreams!"

They looked at Dujmović with a hint of concern in their eyes.

"Have you forgiven him?"

Srna shouted.

Thanks to Becic, who has 'blood suppression'.

After watching it for a while, Modric couldn't stand it anymore.

A goal he's been chasing!

"Did you hear that?"

Lovren started the road in the top five leagues, joining Lyon in Ligue 1 from Dinamo Sagrab.

A teenager in a Croatian training uniform and carrying a backpack walked in.

Suke whispered.

"Don't worry, sir!"

The three of them immediately shook their heads.

"What?" Modric was puzzled.

This is Besic's professional words, and it is tried and tested!

"Isn't it funny?"

"Hahahahaha~~~ Woo woo woo ~ ~~ put. Let go! Let go of me~~~Hahahahaha~~~"

"Who? Bayern centre-forward? Isn't it" Duimovich reacted at this time, and the whole person was a little sluggish; "I forgot!"

Dujmović; "Hello? Hello? ”

This is the Croatian national team!

Half a month ago, he was watching this group of Croatian heroes in front of the TV, fighting for honor.

Sucre; 'Your choice is good, you go to the Premier League and you don't necessarily have to adapt to it.

You know you're a big head!

Never mind!

It's just that Kovacic is too young, he still needs to exercise a little more, and his body needs to develop, and he will wait for two years.

In the whole of Croatia, there are thousands of fans of Suke, and I really don't know if these guys can accept Suke's true appearance.

Lecture is the same as training a child!

Besic's sharp eyes looked at Suke.

"Very good, I want to make it clear to you that rules are rules, discipline is discipline, in my lineup, there are no main players and substitutes"

Rakitic: "Watch in advance, when the ball arrives, you won't have time to watch. ”

Sure enough, Besic walked over and first looked around with sharp eyes.

Mandzukic, Modric, and Dujmovic grinned, and he turned his head to glare at Suker before reluctantly coming out of the ranks.

The stark contrast is that Brozovic was walked like a dog.

"Can't you pretend?"

Smack!

The three of them shouted at the top of their voices; "No comment! Mr! ”

Hearing this, Brozovic and Strinic suddenly felt a pang in their hearts.

Suker is definitely a super prickly head that all managers don't like.

But in front of these people, he can't even touch the ball!

The gap is too big!

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