Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 424 Intra-Team Competition

"Damn it, I said who put up so many signs at the entrance of the village, it's really blocking the traffic! See if I don't deal with them when I go back!" Pipit's face was full of anger, but his eyes were full of smiles.

"Forget it, the village can't put it down anyway, I'm going to put up the wooden sign in Sinsheim." Watts said to himself.

"You want to put this thing at the entrance of the Rhine-Neckar Stadium?" Pipit opened his eyes wide, with a face full of disbelief, and said, "Aren't you afraid that the security guards around the stadium will dismantle it for you? Maybe they will Will trouble you and bring a lawsuit to the court on the grounds that you destroy public property and affect the beauty of the city."

"Tch, Mr. Hope doesn't dare to do anything to me, let alone a few small security guards. How about it, Pipit, let's do it together? You also prepare a welcome sign?" Watts pouted and suggested.

"I'm not as bored as you are." Pippet glared at him, turned around and waved his hands and said, "I'm leaving."

With that said, he hurriedly walked towards his house.Although he dismissed Watts' proposal, he didn't think so in his heart. He had to go back immediately to find an oversized wooden sign, and then engraved words on it, just like Watts, engraved "Welcome back Home, MyKing!"...

Hope Training Base.The Hoffenheim players had just played an intra-team match. At this moment, the players were lying on the turf to rest, gathering in twos and threes, and whispering.

"Hey, Sead, they should arrive in Sinsheim tomorrow, right?" Sukulini had been exercising a bit earlier, and now he was looking down for water, but found that his water bottle was held by Weizel and drank He drank a lot, glared at the other party fiercely, grabbed Obasi's water bottle, and asked Salihovic while "mumbling and muttering" and pouring his head up his neck.

"Damn it, Franco, I'm going to kill you!" Obasi, who had been robbed of the water bottle, barked his teeth and claws at Suculini angrily, but the other party ignored him at all, treating him as nothing. Made him even more depressed.

Watching the fight between the two, the surrounding teammates all laughed.Salihovic lay on the ground with a smile on his face, and responded: "It should be there in the morning, well, I can see that kid in the evening."

Everyone knew who that kid was, and shouted one after another.

"Hey, Mo's coming back? How should we welcome him?"

"Of course I gave him a failure as a gift! Haha!"

"Will it be too unkind? I think he should be slaughtered. Of course, as a thousand cups, I hope to pour him to the ground!"

"Ah, the pretender is here again! If you want me to say, we should give that kid a hard beating so that he dares to leave us!"

"That's a good suggestion, count me in! Ha, I really want to see Mo being beaten into a pig's head!"

Salihovic stopped the crowd's squabbling, and said seriously: "It's appropriate to get together, but it has to be after the game. Tottenham are not easy to deal with. The team with the most powerful offensive firepower in Europe is not in vain. Just look at the tragic end of Twente's nine-ball massacre and you will know how powerful they are. Don't think that Mo is a buddy with us, so you think he will have reservations. You know Mo's character very well, and he will go all out in any game Whether we can prevent him is the key to our victory!"

"Hey, Sead, of course we are very clear. That kid is a pervert!" Ibisevic laughed loudly, and said loudly to Serna: "Daario, you match up with that kid, haha ! My condolences to you!"

"Damn it! Why am I a left back! I strongly demand a switch! Andreas..." Cerna pretended to scream, and then turned his face to the right back Baker.

Baker was listening to everyone's nonsense with relish, and was dizzy by Serna's sudden voice, glared at the other party angrily, and shouted: "What! Are you trying to murder me by pulling your own drake throat? ?”

"Who the hell wants to murder you! Let's discuss it, you come to the left, I go to the right?" Serna put his arms around Baker's shoulders with a wicked smile, and said with a smile, "How is it? Is it interesting, buddy? If you can give Mo Stay on guard, and you will become famous..."

Everyone fainted because of it, yelling in their hearts that Serna was shameless, and he didn't want to defend that pervert, but justly stated that he was creating a chance for his teammates to become famous.Wretched, extremely wretched!

"Get out!" Baker was also defeated by Cerna's shamelessness, and after holding back for a long time, he popped out a word from his mouth, telling Cerna to get out.

"Haha! Dario, may you thrive under Mo's abuse!"

"Next year today, we will give you some paper money!"

"Don't say that, Dario is a very good defender! Hey, buddy, whether we can win or not depends entirely on you, you must stand up, and you must not become a sinner of the team!"

"At this moment, my heart is very emotional, haha, fortunately we are not defenders, otherwise we will be crushed by that breakthrough maniac!"

Everyone laughed and played for a while, and stopped making fun of Serna.Everyone knows very well that jokes are jokes, and the game still has to be played. Although Tottenham are very strong, as Mo Fei's former teammate, they also know Mo Fei's strength very well. Anyway, although the game will definitely be difficult, they will not will give up.For them, Hoffenheim has its own pride, and they have the courage to beat any team.

"Let's leave it to us. Brothers in front, don't drag the team's hind legs, or you will be despised by the brothers!" Serna said without a formality.

"Don't worry about it, scoring goals is our specialty!" Sukulini responded, "It's the defense guys, don't make any mistakes!"

"Why did it come to us again!" Simunić suddenly shouted dissatisfied, "We must make it difficult for Tottenham's striker to defend. Uh, Mo can't let it go, let's let him not even have a chance to shoot Give……"

"Hey, I'm bragging again!" Sukulini said while holding back a smile and shaking his head.

"I'm stupid, let's do what we say! If we can't do it, I...I..." Simunić "I" didn't say anything for a long time.

"What do you want?" Salihovic asked curiously.

"If you don't dare to score a goal..." Simunić finally thought of the words, with a vicious expression on his face, and said viciously. "I just ripped off his pants and hit his little PP!"

"Ha ha!"

"So Yosip, you are the most wretched person!"

"I didn't see it, it's really shameless! Dude, I'm convinced!"

Everyone was amused by Simunić's words, and a group of people staggered from side to side laughing on the turf.

"How about we give Mo a call?"

After laughing, Sukulini suddenly made his own suggestion.

"Yes, yes, make a call. I haven't heard that kid's voice for a long time." Ibisevic raised his hand in support.

"Well, then hit one!"

Saying that, Salihovic quietly slipped back to the locker room, and then returned to the training ground with his mobile phone.

Could it be that he had just finished the team's morning training and was sitting in the locker room teaching Tottenham's teammates how to play the Chinese poker game "Fight the Landlord" when the cell phone in the locker suddenly rang.He took out his phone and looked at it, a smile appeared on his face.

The name displayed on the phone was Salihovic.After Mo Fei left the Bundesliga, the two met less, but they still talked on the phone frequently, and the two often exchanged views on their respective teams. Mo Fei learned about Hoffenheim from Salihovic and other friends. .He is about to return to Sinsheim to play, and it is not surprising that friends from Hoffenheim called to inquire.

"Can you imagine what you'll look like when you get off the plane tomorrow?"

Could it be that as soon as he put the phone to his ear, Salihovic's voice came over.

"What else can it be like? There are thousands of people emptying the streets, and the whole city is a sensation! The parents and folks in Sinsheim still applaud happily when the big star returns home?" Mo Fei brazenly boasted.

Salihovic over there was obviously left speechless by Murphy's "shameless remarks", and he responded with a suppressed laugh after a while: "Hey, buddy, you are as narcissistic as ever."

"I can't help it, I'm handsome these days, and I'm young and rich, so I can't be narcissistic!" Mo Fei replied sadly.

"I can't stand you. Wait, brothers have something to tell you." Salihovic said and handed the phone to other teammates, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, long distance is very expensive, no one Just say a few words, if you have any saliva to complain about, hug him and talk about it tomorrow!".

"Mo, I'm Franco. MBD, why aren't you dead yet!" Sukulini's sharp voice came over.

"It's really in line with his usual unruly image, tsk tsk, he still speaks like this without any scruples." Mo Fei thought to himself, just as he was about to reply, he heard rustling voices from over there, and then another voice sounded ——

"Mo, we can't wait to see you! Ha, come back and have a good gathering!" It was Ibisevic's voice.

Before Mo Fei could reply, the voice changed again——

"Mo, come back and play mahjong!" This is Obasi's voice, he is a standard mahjong fan.

"What kind of mahjong are you playing! Let's play live football!" This was Serna's voice.

"Don't f*ck nonsense! I think we'd better go to the bar, maybe we'll have a wonderful affair!" It was Comper's voice.

"We will definitely beat Tottenham. I will definitely beat you too!" This is Weizel's voice.He has always regarded surpassing Mo Fei as his goal.

……

Could it be that he was stunned, what kind of nerves did these boys have?Calling just to have a chat with someone, and then not giving yourself a chance to answer?

Finally, after another turn of the phone, it returned to Salihovic again.

"Mo, the guys said that talking on the phone is not interesting, just one sentence per person, and we can talk about it when we come back." Salihovic said with a smile.

"Okay. Tell everyone, I'm completely convinced, the brothers are as insignificant as ever!" Mo Fei couldn't laugh or cry.

"Haha!" There was laughter from the other end of the phone.

After a long time, Salihovic's voice came again: "Come here. By the way, the brothers also want me to convey a word, uh, if you score a goal, each brother will give you a kick and kick you Little PP! Haha!"

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Could it be that his face was stunned, and he smiled helplessly and said: "These boys even used threats, they are really shameless..."

Andre has been very happy recently. In fact, when the results of this season's Champions League group draw came out, his heart was full of expectations.The reason is simple, the player he likes is finally going back to Sinsheim again.Although this time he returned to the Rhine-Neckar Stadium as an opponent, but so what?He never thought that Mo Fei was the enemy of Hoffenheim. In his heart, Mo Fei would always be a member of Hoffenheim.

(End of this chapter)