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Chapter 290 Yes, You Are Too Smart

The running-in of the three was not very smooth at the beginning. Sandro and Donggu have cooperated very well for a long time, but adding Yang Luo in the middle feels somewhat awkward.

Sandro's several long passes have been hidden from Yang Luo. Although he did not intend to do so, this habit is difficult to reverse.

This is very embarrassing for Yang Luo. He always runs and the ball flies to Donggu’s feet and volleys. However, there is nothing wrong with him. Several times, Sandro deliberately handed over the ball to Yang Luo. , but he lost the role of midfield organization, in short, all kinds of awkwardness.

Potugal outside the court also saw the problem. The problem with the Barcelona B team is that they rely too much on these two people. Once one of these two people is not on the court, the other will lose his soul. To break through, that's why Yang Luo was installed.

But if this continues, Yang Luo's advantages will be completely buried.

He summoned the three of them in time.

"Ahem, seeing your training, I want to say a few words." Potugal said.

Three people came over one after another, and they couldn't see excitement on their faces, but they were all helpless.

Fortunately, Donggu said that the most embarrassing ones were Sandro and Yang Luo. These two people had almost no intersection, so they were summoned, and they knew it in their hearts.

"Coach, it's my problem." Sandro took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"No, no, I didn't run in time, it has nothing to do with Sandro." Yang Luo said hurriedly.

Potugal looked at the two of them, laughed, and said, "Stop talking to each other, both of you. The problem with the two of you is whether you have a tacit understanding, and there is nothing wrong with you personally."

Sandro lowered his head and smiled helplessly. He knew his problem, but he couldn't help passing the ball to Donggu.

"No one can predict what will happen on the court, but Donggu will never stand there waiting for your ball, so you have to observe the running of your teammates on the court at any time. They are all the best players. Everyone has The ability to score goals, so it must not be ignored." Potugal pointed out.

Sandro nodded, "Understood the coach."

Portugal glanced at Yang Luo and said, "In the new season, I hope to see a brand new Yang Luo, do you understand?"

Yang Luo smiled: "Yes, don't worry."

In the following training, the three of them did not practice organizing the offense, but started with the most basic passing. Although it seemed boring, the three of them chatted and laughed, and quickly deepened their friendship.

In a local hospital, Junichiro Matsumoto was lying in the hospital, covered with bandages, and Nobita Matsumoto stood opposite him with a gloomy face.

"Father, I'm going to kill that Yang Luo, that guy dared to pour cold water on me." Junichiro growled angrily, but if he got angry for a little bit, he would pull the muscles on his face. It's like a butt, so if you get angry for a little bit, your face will hurt.

"I'm going to kill, oh, it hurts me to death, it hurts me to death." Junichiro Matsumoto shouted, covering his face.

Nobita Matsumoto looked at his son angrily.

In China, my son is so good, but why is he always inferior in skills when he is abroad, it seems that since that Yang Luo appeared, his son has been at a disadvantage.

"Let's talk about it, what exactly happened and how did it become like this." The dignified young master of the Matsumoto family was lying on the hospital bed with a bruised nose and a swollen face. How could Nobita Matsumoto tolerate it.

"It's Yang Luo, this guy poured cold water on me, and in front of so many people, how can I save my face?" Matsumoto Junichiro was about to cry, and when he thought of what happened last night, his emotions became a little bit out of control.

Nobita Matsumoto stared at the wound on his son's face, "Can you turn your face blue just by splashing water?"

Matsumoto Junichiro breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "There is also that black donkey, what is his name Donggulai, insisting that I am a pervert and want to fuck him, you say I am a big man, I am sick to fuck this African donkey, This kid kicked me off the bed, it hurts, and Sandro, they are all in the same group, and they were beaten hard when they came up."

Junichiro's performance was also exaggerated, and he reinterpreted the following things.

"Then you were beaten for nothing?" Matsumoto Nobita asked anxiously.

"How can I, anyway, I am also a fourth-dan karate player. Although Donggu kicked me, I directly hit him with a side attack and knocked him back. As for Sandro, I beat him so hard that he couldn't find his way. I kicked this kid out with a 360-degree whirlwind kick, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but unexpectedly, a group of people appeared and blocked me back, and I was outnumbered in the end."

After finishing speaking, Junichiro sighed one after another, as if without that group of people, he could clean up Donggu and Sandro.

"But I understand why it's not like this. You were beaten and curled up on the ground without any intention of resisting." Nobita Matsumoto's voice was very low, but his heart was as angry as if it exploded, and he was indifferent on the surface.

Junichiro was taken aback for a moment, it seemed that his father knew everything, otherwise he wouldn't have asked himself such a question.

Junichiro lowered his head and shook his head helplessly. No matter how he resisted, Donggu kicked him off the bed with one kick. His pelvis almost broke. He still resisted. It's good that he didn't get beaten to death.

"Father, you have to decide for me." Junichiro said.

Matsumoto turned around and said in a cold voice: "I know, I don't need you to teach me." After speaking, he limped away on crutches.

In the next few days, TV stations in Japan played a high-profile news, that is, Junichiro Matsumoto, the successor of the Matsumoto family, officially transferred to the European team Racing Santander.

Japan's major radio stations rushed to broadcast.

What is ridiculous is that the content of the news has nothing about the internal news of the new team. They are all some photos and video clips of Junichiro Matsumoto in China. This makes many extraordinary people very curious. As for the team's press conference, there was nothing, which is too simple.

However, some people responded that this is the behavior of typical Europeans who do not regard Asians in their eyes, so many people began to reprimand Santander and support the native Junichiro.

The Matsumoto family has a very large business in the country, and the deep-rooted impression makes everyone lean towards the Matsumoto family, so Junichiro suddenly became the hottest player in the country.

Nobita Matsumoto was busy promoting his son, while Zhang Xiao was busy advertising for Yang Luo.

A post with the title: "Outside the number, the new owner of Santander 9 is born," immediately caused commotion in the post bar.

Yang Luo Tieba has 105 million followers, which is not a small number, but in some places, such a scale can form a country.

Many people in the bar were curious after seeing it.

"What's the situation, hasn't number 9 always belonged to Kone?"

"That's right, Kone is Santander's number one star, so it's impossible to just hand over the jersey to someone else."

"My lord, don't be fooled. No. 9 is the core jersey. You don't mean to give it to us directly, do you?"

These Luo fans have long referred to Yang Luo as Da Luoluo. They are kind and don't want to. Looking at the freshly released comments, Zhang Xiao raised his head and replied proudly: "That's right, you are too smart."

(End of this chapter)