football's number one madman

Chapter 249 Why Are You So Bad?

"A three-goal lead is the most dangerous score in football."

In the post-match press conference, Lee Polo faced the camera without the joy of winning.

He even made fun of himself with Valencia:
"Last season, we were reversed once and became the background of Real Madrid. I don't want Barcelona to step on our dead bodies to celebrate winning the championship."

He also briefly commented on the game process:
"Barcelona is really unlucky today. There have been multiple injuries in a row, which has completely disrupted the overall rhythm. However, even if they are all healthy, from the perspective of tactical style, they will be completely restrained by us. They still want to win. Difficult."

Lee Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"OK, I already know from your expressions that you don't like my serious analysis of the situation at all. You just want to hear some breaking news from me, then I will do what you want."

The reporters in the audience cheered up immediately.

[Yes, yes, who likes to listen to these seemingly professional, but actually boring tactical analysis? 】

[No matter which country you are in, the tactical review after the game is the least traffic! 】

[Only hand-to-hand battles that turn people on their backs, and off-court lace that kidnaps morality are the favorites of the media and readers! 】

But when the reporters pricked up their ears, Li Poluo unhurriedly picked up the sponsor drink on the table, took two sips of "gudu gudu", whetted everyone's appetite, and then opened with a smile. mouth:

"If Barcelona can make a comeback at Mestalla this time, I will join Camp Nou for free before the summer window closes!"

Just hearing the sound of "wow", there was a sudden commotion in the venue.

Even Enrique and Pique couldn't help but look sideways.

"but……"

Li Polo spread his hands and leaned back tactically, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth:

"Probably they won't welcome me. So I'll change the condition..."

"If they can make a comeback, in my future career, as long as I play against Barcelona, ​​I will never play in any of them!"

"I, Lee Polo, will do what I say!"

【ding~】

Another reminder popped up in my mind:

[Spirit: 77 → 79! 】

[Dare to provoke unscrupulously at the Camp Nou stadium with 10 people, he deserves this 2-point increase! 】
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When I woke up, the morning of August 8th had arrived.

The second round of the contest is two days later. With the current injury situation of Barcelona, ​​it is absolutely difficult to make a comeback.

Even Lee Polo doesn't need to play, his teammates have the confidence to hold on to the victory.

But... Lee Polo didn't want to take any chances.

Ronaldo can explode, why not Messi?
Coupled with last season's La Liga + European double golden boot - Suarez, who can guarantee that these two superstars will not explode?
In this football world, there has never been a rule that only Li Polo can cheat!
So Li Polo got up as usual, after a simple wash, jogged for an hour in the community with a football as usual, and then returned to the villa, where he enjoyed a fairly delicious breakfast.

By the way, as a billionaire with an annual salary of tens of millions, after this summer, he also hired a full-time maid to take care of his basic necessities of life, and even drive him to and from the training base.

The only pity is that after Lisanna's strict checks, Li Polo couldn't find any fair and beautiful long legs with protruding front and back. This maid is old enough to be their mother...

While eating breakfast, Lisanna, who was swiping her phone, had an unconcealable smile all over her face:
"If you go to Catalonia in the future, you must have ten bodyguards for yourself!"

Li Poluo sneered:
"No, Barcelona fans will never dare to hit someone."

Lisanna took a sip of milk, stuck out her pink tongue, and licked the white liquid from the corner of her mouth:

"Why are you so bad? I remember the first time I saw you, you were a cold, heartless little handsome guy."

Li Boluo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect his girlfriend to suddenly bring up this topic.

He thought for a long time, but still didn't know how to answer.

I can't tell Lisanna that most of the reason I did this is to reap negative emotions!
But he deserves to be him, and in the end he gave an inscrutable answer:

"There is a demon living in everyone's heart, but now I have the right to let him out of the cage."

Lisanna's eyes were full of light:
"Wow, you are quite a philosopher!"

Li Boluo laughed, reached out and gently put his arms around her shoulders, and gave her a parting kiss:
"I'm off to practice, see you tonight."

The maid Claudia who had been quietly waiting in the corner came up, bent slightly and asked:
"Sir, is your breakfast delicious today?"

Li Poluo nodded with a smile:

"I'm very satisfied, Claudia."

The maid who had just served him for a week asked nervously:

"My daughter likes you very much. If you don't bother...can I bring her to meet you? She must be very happy!"

Li Boluo, who has been in society since he was a child, does not pay as much attention to personal privacy as ordinary people, so he readily agreed:

"Of course, you can bring her to your house as a guest at any time. Well... unless we lose the game that day, I will definitely be very upset."

Claudia breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the training bag for him, and followed him step by step.

Lisanna, who stayed at home alone, suddenly remembered something:
"I seem to have forgotten to ask, how old is her daughter..."
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In the training session in the morning, the first thing the coaching team had to do was to summarize the gains and losses of yesterday's game, but before Lee Polo started watching the video, he heard a series of happy birthday hymns.

Valencia’s team leader, Pablo Gonzalez, who led Li Polo’s first tour of the club, walked in with a smile on his birthday cake:

"Happy 22nd birthday my lad!"

Li Boluo froze for a moment, feeling a little warm in his heart.

He lost his parents when he was six years old. For 16 years, he has been running around for a living. How can he spend his birthday leisurely?
I have played in Valencia for a whole season. Someone in the club has always paid special attention to the birthday time of each player. As long as it is not a special time-match day or rest day, they will celebrate the birthday of the players. This is also a manifestation of corporate culture. .

"Come, come, this is a gift chosen by the club for you."

Chen Lifen, the chairman of the club's board of directors, walked in with a group of managers with a smile on her face.

Without saying a word, her secretary handed over a bunch of car keys:

"This is our newly signed sponsor, a private car specially customized for you, I hope you like it."

Li Poluo glanced at the Daben logo on the car key, feeling a little pity.

[Why not a Bugatti Veyron, or a Lamborghini or something? 】

[Although... it seems that I have never heard of these brands sponsoring a football club, even Real Madrid and Manchester United do not have such sponsors. 】

Assistant coaches Neville Jr. and Worrow pushed a trolley by themselves, which was piled up with all kinds of messy gift boxes:
"This is a gift all of us have chosen for you!"

Li Boluo laughed:
"Thank you, after training tonight, I invite everyone to have dinner, and don't run away!"
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At 8 o'clock in the evening, Li Polo, who had just stepped into the nightclub, received a call from Lisanna:

"Where did you go?"

"I've been setting up at home all afternoon, and you told me to go out for a drink?"

"I even picked out a white silk maid outfit!"

Li Bo Luo was stunned for a moment:
"I didn't tell you... when is my birthday!"

[Besides... In the past two years, I was the only one who celebrated your birthday, and you didn't celebrate my birthday with me! 】

——He didn't dare to say the latter sentence.

Because his attention had long been attracted by Lisanna's last words.

Lee Polo changed the subject:
"You wash me up and wait, I'll go home right away!"

He shouted to the club teammates in the private room:
"All of your consumption today is charged to Zakaria's account, I'm going home first!"

Zakaria, who was named and paid for no reason, felt 1 grievances!

But he didn't contribute any experience to Lee Polo!

Instead, he smiled and gestured an "OK" gesture:

"Go home, I'll greet you!"

Rodrigo sitting next to him nodded secretly:

【This stupid Zakaria finally got his head around it! 】

But Rodrigo slapped his thigh in the next second:
【Oh no!Zakaria...seems to be a left winger too! 】

【If he is reused by Li Poluo, I will be laid off immediately! 】

(End of this chapter)