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Chapter 522 The night of the draw

Nana's sadness was not noticed by Yang Luo. He thought Nana was really tired, so he said hello to the Podol couple and went out.

It was getting dark slowly, and the air in Santander in October was a little bit cool. The outside wind kept blowing, blowing on Nana's face. The original gentle breeze was now like a cold knife. Through the skin, it directly pierced Nana's heart.

At this moment, the image of that beautiful figure pounced into Yang Luo's arms kept appearing in Nana's mind, and Nana could never forget that image for a long time, as if the most precious gift in her world had been snatched away.

The next second, Nana was crying.

Tears flowed down from the eye sockets, and fell into the air along the sides of the cheeks.

"Nana, get in the car." Yang Luo followed behind without noticing anything.

Nana lowered her head and wiped her tears, she didn't know how to face Yang Luo at this moment.

I came all the way for love, but in the end..., I am an idiot, Yang Luo already has a girlfriend, and I still wishful thinking, Ouyang Nana, you are an idiot.

Seeing that Nana didn't respond, Yang Luo hurried up, "Nana, get in the car."

"No... no, I want to go for a walk by myself," Nana hurriedly glanced outside the court after she finished speaking. The previous media reporters might have lost patience and left early, "Yang Luo, you can go ahead while there is no one else. Go in, I'll follow right away."

Yang Luo also looked up, sure enough there are no reporters left, this opportunity is rare.

"Nana, come in right away. I'll greet Uncle Robert. I'll go in first." After speaking, he got into the car, started the car and rushed to the stadium.

The hamburger restaurant of the Podol couple is less than 100 meters away from the stadium, but for Nana, this [-] meters is like a gap, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance...

The Copa del Rey has entered the countdown. In the evening, the head coach of Santander Portugal was at the draw ceremony, and the players were all gathered in the conference room, waiting for the anxious result.

After a new round of the league, Racing Santander has achieved a record of three unbeaten victories, and in the three overseas training games, it has achieved three consecutive victories again, which has given the greatest encouragement to the team's morale. So now all the soldiers are full of confidence and have the mentality of being invincible.

They need to meet a strong opponent to hone it and prove it at the same time, so everyone's face is full of impatience.

"Yang Luo, which team do you most want to meet?" Donggu asked expectantly, licking his tongue.

To be honest, what Yang Luo wants to meet most is teams like Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​because in La Liga, these two are the giants among the giants, and the stars in them are all the most skilled in the world today, so Yang Luo wants Get to know it, and especially hope to meet the legendary Messi.

But I met the strongest team at the beginning, then there will be no novelty after that.

So Yang Luo thought for a while and said, "I think we should start at the low level first, and gradually come into contact with stronger opponents as the game progresses. What about you?"

Dong Gu tilted his head, thought for a while and said, "Actually, I really want to meet Atletico Madrid."

"Atlético Madrid? What's wrong with this team?" Yang Luo was curious. After coming to Europe for three months, he could actually count the teams he could name on one hand.

"Yang Luo, you really should make up lessons. You are still a European player. Don't you know how Madrid is doing?" Donggu mocked Yang Luo.

"There is Torres." Andy said while sitting aside.

Donggu nodded and said that Torres Donggu had something to say.

"Torres is known as Spain's No. [-] striker. This kid is very talented, and the media hype about him is quite exaggerated. I still think I am the No. [-] striker, so I want to compete." Donggu said unconvinced.

"As long as you're a striker, you don't like people, so don't get kicked and screamed." Sandro, who was sitting behind him, said angrily.

Donggu turned his head and shouted in anger, "I can lose to him, what are you kidding, besides being taller than me and having fairer skin than me, what other advantages does he have?"

"Tch, you're the only one who can stand out in our team. In La Liga, you're not good enough." Sandro hit the opponent unceremoniously.

Donggu was a little reluctant when he heard it, and competed with Torres, but it was something he had been looking forward to, "Sandro, don't hit me, can you, I really can do it,"

The two eyelids were about to pinch again, Yang Luo hurriedly said: "Stop talking, you two, the chances of us being able to win La Liga are very low, so don't argue yet."

And the other players all gathered together, shouting a team like a mantra.

Donggu approached Sangs and asked in a low voice, "What are you calling again?"

Sans was sitting in front, and when he heard Donggu call him, he immediately turned around and said, "Atletico Madrid."

Donggu was taken aback for a moment, and even Yang Luo and Sandro were also taken aback. What are you calling Atletico Madrid for?

"I see." At this moment, Andy suddenly shouted behind him.

Andy's voice immediately silenced the entire meeting room, and everyone looked back at Andy who suddenly stood up.

"I remember that in the last Copa del Rey, we were eliminated by Atletico Madrid, so this time we must take revenge." Andy shouted with righteous indignation.

"Yes, we will take revenge this time and let them know how good we are." Sans stood up and shouted.

At this time, Captain Dulan stood up, clenched his fists and shouted: "They sent us home last time, this time we sent them home."

"Yes, send them home." The team members shouted in unison.

However, Pires stood up at this time, pressed his hands together and said: "Everyone be quiet, everyone, you are so shouting, the result of the final draw may not be Atletico Madrid, so everyone should be quiet and wait for the result silently."

Just one second after Pires' voice fell, Mario who was at the back suddenly shouted: "Wow, hit, hit."

What happened, Pires frowned, staring at Mario and shouted.

"Mr. Portugal got it, really got it." Mario said excitedly, pointing to the phone.

The players on the scene were stunned, and they took out their mobile phones to look at them, and Yang Luo followed suit. Although Yang Luo didn't understand why everyone took out their mobile phones, the faces of the players were all excited stand up.

Then it exploded with a bang.

Everyone really couldn't believe that Portugal really won Atletico Madrid, it seemed like an arrangement from heaven.

"Long live Portugal, I love you" was constantly shouted.

Such words immediately filled the entire room, and in the playground in the distance, a figure looked back at the brightly lit conference room, left a nostalgic expression, turned his head and disappeared into the night.

(End of this chapter)