Football Should Be Played Like Me Chapter 142

In the game with Pisa, the score did not continue to change.

Without Najib, Pizza completely lost the chance to recover the score.

Sanremo won the league's first two consecutive victories three-to-one, and is still at the top of the Serie B standings, with a strong momentum.

They scored nine goals in two rounds, and they went crazy.

But what makes people speechless is that in the news after the game, the big news of Sanremo's two-game winning streak was actually defeated in the news of "dispute with Najisuotu".

This is an extremely rare case of someone provoking Sotu the Butcher in person.

What's more, Sotu is also the head coach of Sanremo.

"Basic disk problems? Discord within the team, how far can such Sanremo go? 》

"AC Milan's genes are not acclimatized in Sanremo? Sanremo's own youth training Najib gave Sotu a look? 》

"irritable! Sheng Yifeng refused to shake hands with Suotu after being replaced! 》

"Go straight back to the locker room to shower? Najib's true temperament, Suotu's approach is too easy to destroy the confidence of young players! 》

"Seven minutes to replace, Najib's anger is justified, this is the greatest disrespect to professional players! 》

"This is the profession and the sense of mission! Suotu replaced the teenager in seven minutes, putting the interests of the team first! 》

"Forgot to take the opponent's jersey after exchanging jerseys? Lu Yang hurriedly left the field after the game and rushed into the player tunnel first! 》

locker room.

Najib has not rinsed, but sat in a daze with his head suffocated.

There was indeed a trace of anger on his face.

The reason why it is said to be residual is because there is still some... thoughtful expression on his face.

It seems that he has also reacted to what he has done.

"Pack up and follow me." Lu Yang walked straight to the locker room, took the car keys, and left the locker room without even washing it.

Najib followed behind him.

The two men had just finished kicking the ball, especially Lu Yang, sweating all over, got into the car directly.

Um, Morwich's car.

boom!

With a bang of the accelerator, the car left the Macabaka Stadium.

More than ten minutes later, Lu Yang drove to a small beach. The environment here is not very good, the quality of the beach is also poor, and there are not many people.

Not all beaches are crowded.

"Lu, I know what you're trying to say. I'm indeed a little irrational, but the boss is too..." Najib roughly knew what Lu Yang meant.

Lu Yang is a very good teammate and captain of the team. He works **** the court and often takes the lead off the court.

Najib was very convinced of the captain Lu Yang.

But Lu Yang reached out his hand to stop Najib's words and said to him: "Najib, how old are you? Are you almost twenty-three? You're older than me, but you know that I'm actually very mature, so... I hope Let's have a good conversation with adults."

Najib was taken aback.

It was the first time he saw Lu Yang so serious.

He nodded subconsciously.

"Do you think you are excellent?" Lu Yang asked.

Najib frowned.

This question is very offensive.

Especially when Lu Yang asked this question.

Seriously, what kind of young player dares to call himself excellent in front of Lu Yang?

There may be a bunch of people recognized by the international mainstream, such as Enriquez, Mancini, Pavowski, Merkan, and Ceballos, and there may be more in the 22-25 age group.

But...even Enmanpa and the others, weren't they beaten by Lu Yang during the real competition?

Brother Lu's slap in the face is definitely a skill.

So...how do you ask Najib to answer?

Even, this sudden and serious inquiry made Najib feel a little... humiliated.

It's just so inexplicable, this sudden **** self-esteem has been broken.

Najib: "What do you mean? I'm not a very talented player, but I believe that I can get to where I am today. For myself, I am excellent."

Lu Yang looked at Najib.

After three seconds, he shook his head.

"No, you said it the other way around." Lu Yang said, "You are an excellent player in stoppage time, no matter if you use the rigid standards of today's football or the height you can reach yourself."

"You think your talent is mediocre, but your talent is more than 80 per cent of centre-backs! You are squandering your talent, wasting your God-given talent."

Najib had a question mark on his face.

I'm so arrogant?

"You don't have to pretend to be confused, you actually know this all the time!" Lu Yang punctured Najib's "performance", "Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to smile calmly after scoring an own goal."

"It's not like going to the club the day after the team draws."

"After the team has introduced a strong central defender, they will still not be aggressive and have no pressure."

"Because you know, you're full of talent, you deserve the team and the fans waiting for you."

"Neither Palacios nor Bernoulini will suppress your playing time for a long time, because they are very old, and their peak period will not be long."

"Sanremo didn't introduce a central defender of the same age or age as you. There are many reasons, but one of them is probably the consideration of your ideas and respect for you."

"You know this well, and because of this, you don't expect much of yourself."

Najib couldn't refute what Lu Yang said.

Because in fact, in his heart... maybe he really thought so.

This kind of treatment is not an exaggeration to say that he is a real son.

Because Najib is Sanremo's own son.

From the point of view of pedigree, Najib is far purer than youth training players like Lu Yang and Sanremo.

Because Naghi is a native of Sanremo, Italy, he has played in the Sanremo area since he was a child, and joined the broken youth training echelon of Sanremo at the age of eleven.

Everyone in San Remo grew up watching Najib.

Najib is also very familiar with them.

This benign relationship was quickly elevated and mythical after the Sanremo escalation.

In the whole of Sanremo, apart from Lu Yang and Moric, who is the most famous, popular and most loved by local fans?

Not Baezami, not Versage, not Soger, but Najib!

Pampered and proud.

That's exactly what happened to Najib.

"But I haven't stopped improving, I'm getting better and better!" Najib finally began to refute Lu Yang, because Lu Yang pierced his comfort zone and exposed him directly to the real society middle.

Everything you get now is not because of your hard work or your ability, but because you have a good relationship with everyone and everyone takes care of you.

This is unacceptable to anyone who still has anger.

They long for their strength to be recognized by others.

Such words are often heard in the mouths of worthless idol stars and boy group members.

The more people who have no real ability and ability, the more they hope that their ability will be recognized by others.

And Najib, compared to Lu Yang, Morich and others, isn't he an idol star?

He has never had the ability to change the tide of battle.

If Moric controls Sanremo on the pitch.

If it is said that Lu Yang dominates all the competitions that Sanremo participates in, he dominates the fate of Sanremo and the enemy.

Then the only thing Najib can dominate is his own goal, or he dominates with own goals and mistakes.

He's nowhere near as stable as Palacios and Rondo.

Those two players, as long as they don't want the opponent to score, seem to be able to do it.

This kind of temperament will never be possessed by Najib, because he knows that some people just can't defend themselves.

But he never tried, even though everyone knew I couldn't defend, but I just wanted to defend...even once?

He didn't!

"Are you sure that your so-called progress is enough for this Sanremo team?" Lu Yang soul tortured, "From Serie B to Serie B, the team has actually undergone a renewal."

"If nothing else, this season and next season, there will be a second update."

"The speed is very fast. Compared with the normal team that only changes in five or six years or even ten years, Sanremo's rate of two changes in three or four years is really too fast."

"Because both us and our opponents are getting stronger by leaps and bounds. This season, we may face opponents at the top five league levels in a small half of our games."

"We may even encounter a giant team with a double top reputation and strength."

"And you, are you ready?"

"Look at the faces of the teammates around you. Can you find a few teammates we care about? They are all sitting in the office now, why? Apart from age, is there no other factor?"

"Do you also want to work in the scouting department at Sanremo next year or the year after? If so, I can help you apply to Mr. Russell for a position as chief scout!"

"I'm not afraid that you don't like listening to it. I can tell you very directly. Among the current Sanremo starting and main rotation players, you are likely to be the weakest one!"

Lu Yang's language is very direct.

He even heard a clicking sound.

That's Najib's heartbreak, oh no...that's Morridge's car door handle shattering.

"You can't say that to me, Lu, we are good friends. I respect you very much in the team. Although you are younger than me, I have always regarded you as the captain. Your words are too hurtful now!" Najib His neck was red, and there was anger and grievance, "You can't judge me just because you are famous now, you are in the national youth team, your salary is high, and your worth is high!"

Najib stood beside the car, getting more and more angry, like a beast.

"You think I want to?"

boom!

Lu Yang angrily smashed the hood of the car, the little broken car shook and almost fell apart.

Lu Yang's eyes widened, and he was equally angry: "What I told you is the truth. Except for the local media in Sanremo, that's what others say about you."

"And you and I both know that their assessment is correct, and you are! You can't keep up with Sanremo!"

"I'm your captain, and I take you as a friend, so I have to tell you something like this."

"Because I don't want to have Najib by my side when I lift the trophy in the future!"

Najib's pupils shrank, as if he finally saw the terrifying picture of the future.

If there is no self in the group photo of the champion of Sanremo...

"After the Italian season is over, the team plans to bring in one or two young central defenders when they sign up." Lu Yang opened his mouth and told some secrets. This is some news that only he knows. This is what Suotu gave him. the highest right to know.

Don't talk about Najib, Morich doesn't know that.

"I said that this is not good for your growth. If the growth environment of young players is too intense, too utilitarian, and too stressful, it is very likely that they will be overwhelmed or will grow crooked." Lu Yang said, "I firmly believe that your talent is enough for you to follow It even surpassed the growth rate of the team.”

"I've also seen talent better than you, never passing the ball in the team's game because of the huge pressure, squandering all shooting opportunities in a desperate bid, and finally from an aura full of ball king seedlings to fans Feeling hurt Zhongyong."

"But last season, you grew slowly with so many starts."

"What the team wants is not that you suddenly have the strength to defend Henriquez and Mancini, the team just wants you to stay focused during the game and properly improve your passing and stopping ability."

"Is this really difficult?"

"If you spend your time at the club on the training ground, I think you'll even exceed the growth mission the team has given you."

"This year, the summer that just ended, the team wants to introduce Pirola from Espanyol!"

Speaking of this name, Najib's eyes clearly fluctuated.

Because Pirolla... is a central defender of the same type as him, even of the same age, but he is indeed much better than him!

This is a very direct competition relationship.

If Pirolla joins Sanremo, don't think, Najib's appearance sequence must be behind him.

This is sensitive information that has not been captured by the media.

"But I still choose to trust you. I hope the team can wait until next summer to make a decision." Lu Yangdao, "On the one hand, I am confident that with the ability of myself, Morich and other teammates, we can make up for our lack of defense."

"On the other hand, I always want to see the Najib I want. I know all the old Sanremo fans must think so too."

"Rahm is not here to compete with you. His direct competitors are Ratuidi and Versage."

"The growth environment you get is the best on this team! I don't want you to squander the team's goodwill and your own talent! You should be the backbone of our backline, not a colander!"

Lu Yang said a lot in one breath.

No one has ever said this to Najib.

Everyone Najib met told him that he would be a good centre-back in the future.

But only Lu Yang told Najib that you should be an excellent central defender now, otherwise you have no future.

And what Lu Yang said was indeed right.

Even Lu Yang himself has experienced players like Bečić competing for status in the team.

Although Morich has never been a competitor, he is the core of the team. Whenever the team does not perform well, he is the one to blame. His pressure on the public platform is 10,000 times greater than that of Najib.

For those mistakes that Najib made, as long as Morich made one-tenth of them, he would have been sprayed with shame by the whole network early, and then abandoned by the team and established a new core. There is no second possibility.

Najib covered his head and looked at the waves next to him, completely shutting himself up.

"I...I..." Najib finally burst into tears, he cried like a child, "I'm afraid I can't do it!"

"I really can't do it!"

"I'm afraid of failure!"

"I know I'll never be able to change the game in an instant like you did!"

"I'll never be able to develop such excellent control and organization skills as Morich's."

"I'm afraid to compare with you."

"I'm afraid to see the disappointment in the eyes of the uncles and aunties on the streets of Sanremo."

"I know they won't scold me, but I'm more afraid of this happening."

"I thought...if I don't work hard, I don't lose. Because I can tell myself that I just didn't work hard, and if I work hard, I can too!"

Woohoo!

The 1.91-meter tower wept bitterly.

Looking back on the past, Najib has also performed very hard and passionate on the field. He also used his head, face and body to block the football that must be scored.

But after feeling the gap in progress, Najib was frightened, so he backed off and he appropriately shifted his attention to the sidelines.

This is a situation that many young people will encounter in their struggles, especially young people with better conditions. They can use the success of the team to hypnotize themselves and stop themselves.

But deep down, they all knew that they were just escaping.

It is wrong to be introverted, but preventing the exploitation of dog capitalists and working hard are never either one or the other, and the two may even have nothing to do with each other.

"What should I do? Lu, what should I do?" Najib looked at Lu Yang with tears in his eyes.

This time, he really knew he was wrong.

He should really try.

"I'll help you communicate with Suotu, but you have to be prepared to meet his thunderous anger, and... you have to make obvious changes in training, you must!" Lu Yang said.

On the way back, Lu Yang casually mentioned Morich's matter.

Najib was apprehensive at the time.

Najib is really embarrassed about this.

What three hundred euros, one thousand euros, for people like Najib and Morich, it is equivalent to sending a small red envelope of twenty or fifty between friends.

When I was a student, it was me sending you love letters, just like you bought me a big shark signature pen.

So Najib is not for money at all, he is not that kind of villain.

The nature of this matter is actually the same as "you want to chase a girl and then ask your brother to form a strategic alliance with that girl's best friend".

It's just that you told your brother that the girl is very easy to get started and does not need to be psychologically burdened in order to make your brother not stressed.

As a result, who knows that your brother is really powerful, and has really established a stable strategic alliance with the other party, and is troubled by what you said before.

This... Who would have thought that Morich was so infatuated and traditional.

Najib also thought that Morich was the kind of prodigal son who was more open, so he looked for Morich.

After all, who asked Morich to often say how many girls he has dated, his ability, and his long time.

Co-authoring is all bragging.

He cheated Najib and cheated himself.

After Lu Yang heard this, he suddenly felt that Morich was not so pitiful.

Man, if you are not a little white strip in the waves, don't play the sea king.

Otherwise, one day I really met Hai Hou, only to find out that you are just a sea dog, and you were hit by dimensionality reduction by others, and you lost both money and money.

So Lu Yang gave Naji some pointers and asked Naji to settle Morich's matter first.

Otherwise, Morich will find out later, and it will still be somewhat uncomfortable.

Twenty-five red envelopes doesn't matter, but how did you take it, brother, that's very important.

So the next day, Morich found a gift box at the door when he went out to date with Tia.

Inside is a mid-range Tianqin watch with a market price of 10,000 euros.

There is also a card next to it that reads: May our friendship last forever.

Not signed.

In theory, no one knows who sent it.

But it must have been from someone close to Moric.

At a glance, it is clear that it is a teammate or a friend of the coaching staff, not a fan.

So Morich bought this watch with peace of mind.

During training the next day, Nagy saw Moric wearing the watch into the locker room, took off the watch and put it in the closet before heading to the training ground.

This also gave Najib psychological comfort from the pain in the flesh.

At least, Morich seems to like the watch.

In fact, Lu Yang thought so at first.

Until one night, Lu Yang had dinner with Sofia who flew back to Sanremo. Sofia complained to Lu Yang, "Did you know that Moric has an expensive watch recently?"

It's expensive and doesn't need any quotation marks.

No matter how rich people are, as long as they are rational and normal, they can actually distinguish the price of items.

It is not impossible for a person with a family property of hundreds of millions to eat tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands for a dinner.

But he goes to the roadside fried rice stall, if you tell him a fried rice for 500 yuan, you can see if he eats it.

Even if he ate a meal of 20,000 Japanese-style dishes in Chengdu that he was not satisfied with, he had been scolding the Internet for several days.

A watch of 10,000 euros is expensive everywhere... Even Sophia's watch boxes are mostly watches of more than 100,000 euros or hundreds of thousands of euros.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yang asked, "Tia is jealous?"

Because of Lu Yang and Morich, the relationship between Sophia and Tia is progressing very fast, and it is already at the level of occasional afternoon tea. Even the two recently made an appointment to go to Milan to watch fashion week, Sophia arranged it properly.

"How is it possible that the style of that watch is so old-fashioned." Sophia said, "It's just that Morich wears that watch every time he goes to training, so Tia pays more attention."

"She asked me if you sent Morich, and I said absolutely impossible."

Lu Yang tilted his head: "Why?"

Sophia smiled and said, "Because our Lu Yang never gives gifts to others!"

Lu Yang was stunned for a moment~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then quite embarrassed.

Sophia is telling Lu Yang in a very decent and artistic way, we've known each other for so long, you don't seem to have given me any gifts, right?

Anyway, it's also a rumored girlfriend. Are you sure you don't want to protect our relationship?

"Uh...this..." Lu Yang could only complain, "Spicy chicken Moricy!"

Sophia smiled slightly, saving Lu Yang some face.

She believed that after her guidance this time, Lu Yang in the next few days would give her some surprises, right?

Alas... a woman, she has to worry about herself when she wants gifts and surprises.

It's really hard work.

But who allowed himself to meet such a man?

Little friend!

Chapter end