genius creator

Chapter 199
Andy was obviously a little embarrassed, but he felt uncomfortable if he didn't say it, so he whispered in Yang Luo's ear: "Actually, I have been training very hard these days, and tomorrow's game is not important, so I can Can't ask for me." When it came to the end, Andy's face was flushed, and he was obviously too embarrassed to say it.

Yang Luo reacted immediately, "You mean you want to play?"

Andy nodded quickly, "Well, Portugal is very optimistic about you at the moment, if you have this opportunity, please help me ask for instructions."

Yang Luo thought about it. In fact, it is very simple for Andy to play. He just needs to prove himself with his strength. But Andy has the same personality as Zhang Xiao. Don’t look at talking and laughing with him. And he dared to tell himself what was in his heart, and he became dumb when he got to Portugal.

I still know a lot about Andy Yang Luo.

After thinking about it comprehensively, especially thinking about the conversation between Andy and his sister, he softened his heart and said: "Andy, you also know that I am also a newcomer, so my speaking strength is naturally very weak, but I will fight for it."

When Andy heard this, he immediately became happy. No matter what the result was, as long as Yang Luo won him, he would be very happy.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Luo and Andy returned to the dormitory after having a terrible meal in the dining room, but just after returning to the dormitory, they saw the players coming out of the room one after another.

Seeing everyone's actions, Andy asked curiously, "What's the matter, is there a meeting?"

Dulan just walked out of the room, nodded and said, "Portugal called us for a meeting, mainly for tomorrow's game." After speaking, Dulan glanced at Yang Luo and said, "By the way, Portugal Mr. Gal also asked me to remind you specifically, don't forget to attend the meeting."

"Me?" Yang Luo pointed to his nose. He had never held any meeting before, and he was called on this time before arriving first.

"Well, I went to your room just now, but there was no response when I knocked on the door for a long time. I knew you were probably in the gym again." The training of Yang Luo and Andy was no news. I know, so Duran doesn't need to guess.

Yang Luo nodded and looked back at Andy.

Andy smiled, "Go ahead, I'm just tired too, so I'll go back and rest first." After saying hello to Duran, Andy left early, watching Andy leaving in a hurry, Yang Luo felt a little sad. He knew that Andy was also very embarrassed. The whole team was attending the meeting, but he was the only one who could not participate. Yang Luo had experienced this feeling of being isolated before. It's good, but don't worry Andy, as long as I have the ability, I will definitely help you.

After Yang Luo finished speaking, he rushed to the meeting room with Dulan.

The conference room was already full of people. The head coach Portugal sat in the front row, while the assistant coach Pires stood in front, watching Yang Luo enter the door and nodded slightly, Yang Luo also nodded.

Only then did Yang Luo realize that everyone had already arrived, and all their eyes were on him. Among them, there was a pair of not-so-good eyes that made Yang Luo feel particularly uncomfortable. As for who it was, he could figure out who it was with his toes. up.

"Everyone is here, let's start." After Pires finished speaking, he pointed to a whiteboard in front of him and said, "Tomorrow afternoon, we will have the final match of the season against Sabadell, who is No.2 at the bottom. The purpose of calling everyone here tonight is to announce tomorrow's tactical requirements and players."

Speaking of this, the players below also straightened their backs one by one. Although the last game is irrelevant, the players don't want to give up any chance to play. As professional players, every time they play, there will be extra Rewards, and the more times you play, it also helps the players to accumulate experience.

The most important point is that against the underdogs, they can give full play to their potential advantages, and they will soon enter the transfer period. If they perform well, they can not only hold their position in the team, but if they are spotted by a rich team, they will really leave. Shit luck, so the players don't want to let go of this opportunity.

Pires looked at the players raising their heads, smiled inwardly, and said: "This is the last game of the season, I hope the team can win a victory to draw a perfect end to the season. At this point, the players below started talking in low voices one by one, especially Seth flattered Kone next to him and said, "You will definitely play in the next game."

"Why?" Kone said deliberately.

Seth hurriedly said: "The team hopes to win the final game. How can we win without you? If you were on the field last time, we would have won the game. How can Barcelona B team tie?"

Kone clasped his hands in front of his chest with a smug expression on his face. In fact, he already knew that he would definitely be able to play in the next game. Judging from the last game, without his own team, the striker is definitely not a threat, so the team wants Winning depends on yourself.

So what Seth said made Kone's heart swell a little.

"Next, let me announce the roster for the next game." After finishing speaking, Pires looked at the roster in his hand and began to read.

When the name of the frontcourt player was read, Kone deliberately straightened his back. Kone was already tall, but he straightened up and was directly exposed from the crowd, but his heart was still beating a drum. After all, Portugal has said harsh words that he will not be allowed to play in the next few games. Will he really insist?

Ke Nei's heart fluttered back and forth.

"Center Miguel, left winger Duran, right winger" When Pires read this, the atmosphere in the room froze in an instant, Kone had already started to get nervous, his eyes were fixed on Portugal's body, but Bo Tugal sat in the front row drinking coffee as if nothing had happened, playing with the pen in his hand.

Seth next to him hurriedly said, "Don't worry, this name must be you, it must be."

"Sans..." Pires pronounced the name just in time.

"Puff..." Ke Nei almost spit out his saliva, and swallowed it in time, but just as soon as he swallowed, he began to cough violently.

"Ahem..." Kone's violent cough immediately made the quiet conference room agitated. The head coach Portugal just glanced back, and then turned his head back again.

And Pires just glanced at the department and continued to talk.

Kone held his mouth with his hands, and tears were almost choked out, FMD, it was so annoying, I didn't expect that the old guy in Portugal would really not let him play, which made Kone extremely angry, so it was Sans, who was sitting in the front row, was a little secretly happy. He had been on the bench for a while, and he tasted the taste of starting last time. He didn't expect to start this time, which made him very satisfied, but behind him, Kone He stared at him sullenly.

Seth next to him was also very embarrassed. He just swore a promise, but in the end he didn't have Ke Nei's name, which is really a slap in the face.

But Seth can't care too much. In fact, what he cares most about is his own position. Yang Luo only played less than half of the last game, and his physical strength is too poor. Definitely a starter.

Thinking of this, Seth breathed a sigh of relief, and comforted Kone next to him: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you don't make it to this kind of game, the team will still have to count on you when the new season arrives."

Kone didn't want to bother with the nonsense next to him. He just gave Portugal a hard look, and he shouted silently in his heart: "I want to see how the team can win without me on the front line."

(End of this chapter)