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Chapter 384 The Odd Behavior of Portugal

Pires was still pacing back and forth nervously in the office. After making several calls to Yang Luo, no one answered. He hurriedly called Donggu and Sandro a few times, but still no one answered. He was anxious He hurried out.

As the team's three main players, if something goes wrong, it will be over.

As soon as Pires went out, a strong smell of hops wafted from the corridor. He sniffed and followed the smell to the dormitory where Yang Luo was located.

He gently opened the door, and the scene in front of him made people jump in shock.

There were empty wine bottles all over the floor, and there were five people lying in them, all of whom were drunk and unconscious. After a careful look, Pires finally breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door and left gently.

Early the next morning, Yang Luo woke up suddenly when he heard a whistle for assembly. He opened his eyes, and when he saw the mess all over the floor, he slapped his forehead suddenly: "It's broken, I'm late."

After speaking, he ran to the bed of his teammates and woke them up one by one. After 2 minutes, Yang Luo and his group rushed to the stadium to gather.

On the court, Portugal and Pires took their positions early, and the other players also assembled. Seeing Yang Luo and his group running over in a panic, they all laughed.

Portugal looked at Yang Luo and his group with dissatisfaction, but said nothing.

"Today we will continue our regular training. After lunch, we will gather in the conference room to study the technical and tactical coordination of the next game. In addition, Yang Luo, Sandro and Donggu, you three will be integrated into the team for training, and Andy will hand it over to Pires. , everyone prepares for warm-up first, and then starts training.”

After speaking, Portugal turned and walked towards the office building.

Today's Portugal seems a bit strange, there is no extra nonsense, and there is no accusation and criticism of Yang Luo for being late. What's wrong with it.

"Okay, everyone stop muttering and start training, Andy, come to me." Pires walked over and shouted.

Andy has just passed the test of the first team, but still needs some special training, and Andy hurried to Pires.

Under the leadership of Duran, the other team members began to warm up and prepare.

Yang Luo stretched his muscles and bones, and now the smell of alcohol in his mouth has not dissipated, and his stomach is full of alcohol, but he is in good spirits.

"Yang Luo, did you drink well last night?"

Captain Duran was pressing his leg aside and asked curiously.

Yang Luo was startled, and asked quietly: "Captain, do you know everything?"

Duran smiled, "Is there anyone who doesn't know? But it's very rare not to be reprimanded by the head coach."

Yang Luo also felt that it was very rare. If Portugal was usually scolded, corporal punishment would be indispensable, but today's behavior is very abnormal.

After briefly instructing Andy on a few points, Pires said: "Do as I say, don't be lazy."

Andy dared not be lazy, he wished to make himself strong quickly, and then fight side by side with Yang Luo, so he nodded and shouted loudly: "Don't worry, complete the task resolutely."

Pires nodded, then turned and walked towards the office building.

Seeing that Pires also went back, the team members felt that things were a little weird, and the atmosphere today felt unusual.

In the office, Portugal poured himself a cup of coffee, sat on a chair, looked haggard, and closed his eyes to rest.

At this time, Pires knocked on the door and walked in. Seeing Portugal sitting on the chair, he walked over curiously.

Since the two had known each other for a long time, Pires didn't hesitate to ask if he had anything to say, "You haven't been here for the past few days. Why do you feel that something is wrong when you come back? What happened?"

Potugal opened his eyes and glanced at Pires, his face was full of bitterness.

"That lunatic doesn't want Yang Luo to play, so I went to him to argue."

Pires was taken aback, Yang Luo is currently the most powerful player in the team, why not let him play.

When Pires was about to speak, a figure popped up in his mind, "Could it be because of that Japanese?"

Portugal didn't hide anything, and nodded: "The Japanese's father has some strength. I heard that he injected a lot of money into the team, so that madman agreed."

Pires immediately became anxious when he heard that. In these few games, Yang Luo's role is very obvious. If Yang Luo can't play, the team's offensive firepower will definitely be greatly reduced. This season's goal is to be the top two in the standings. Yang Luo It must not be missing.

"What about the result, did he agree?" Pires asked anxiously.

Potugal was very decisive, raised his head and responded with a strong tone: "If Yang Luo doesn't make it, I won't do it."

Facing Portugal's domineering response, Pires was stunned for a long time.

The head coach knows the strength of a team best. If the well-trained players can't be used, then as a head coach, wouldn't it be useless? Pires very much agrees with Portugal's statement.

"I support you, then what?" Pires asked worriedly, knowing that Peña would not let it go.

Potugal's next answer was very relaxed, and seemed a little smug.

"He compromised."

"Compromise?" Pires couldn't believe it. Can Peña compromise?

Portugal stood up, took a sip of coffee on the table, and said, "Yes, Yang Luo is my bottom line. As the head coach, my duty is to lead the team to victory. It makes no difference not to issue weapons to soldiers in the field."

Pires sat down slowly. Although what Portugal said was reasonable, Pernia just compromised.

"You have to know, Peña's temper, he is not someone who compromises easily." Pires repeatedly reminded.

"I'm already prepared to do something bad." Potugal turned his head and said.

Pires didn't speak, just looked at each other quietly.

"If the situation is not what I expected, then I can only give up this position." Potugal walked to the window, looked at the players on the field, and slowly sipped the coffee in his cup.

Portugal's character is very special, especially for football, he is very persistent, as long as it is detrimental to the team, he will not tolerate it, and this is the same.

But what Pires is worried about is whether the Matsumoto family is working on a plan to replace him since they are playing tricks behind the scenes.

Thinking of this possibility, Pires felt very heavy.

In Portugal in front of the window, the running figures of the players flashed in his eyes, but there was no wave in his expression. Maybe, he had already made a plan in his mind, but he hadn't reached that point yet.

The team's lunch time was relatively concentrated, Yang Luo went to call Zhang Xiao down on purpose, he knew that this kid couldn't stay up there.

Sure enough, when he came to the restaurant, Zhang Xiao's eyes were not good enough. Besides taking pictures, he didn't even have time to eat.

The players in the restaurant saw that Yang Luo had brought them here, and they all cooperated very well, posing non-stop for Zhang Xiao.

Yang Luo didn't bother, Zhang Xiaoai could do whatever he wanted, as long as he didn't get caught by Potugal, who knew how that guy would react when he saw Zhang Xiao.

Just as Yang Luo's thought came to him, a voice from the restaurant came in.

"Who is this, who allowed the fans to be put in."

(End of this chapter)