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Chapter 147 Photogenic
After the physical fitness test, Pires took Yang Luo's physical fitness report, looked at it a few times, and then shook his head.

With Yang Luo's current performance, he can't play football in Europe at all, but seeing Yang Luo's resolute expression, he wants to give it a try. In two years, what if a miracle happens.

Yang Luo supported his knees with both hands, gasping for breath. Just now he sprinted back and forth with all his strength, which made him out of breath. For this test, he completely relied on his own strength and did not rely on the system. He wanted to see his own strength. How much strength is there? When you see Pires' disappointed expression, the answer has come out.

"Hey"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, and Yang Luo felt a strong wind blowing behind him, he turned around suddenly, and saw a football flying on the field, he swung his leg and kicked it back without thinking.

"when"

With a muffled sound, the football bounced back in an instant, and the strength was astonishing. The player who just ran over to ask for the ball was almost hit on the head by the ball. Fortunately, he reacted in time and dodged it, otherwise it would be unimaginable.

Seeing the football fly out like a cannonball, the audience was stunned.

Even Pires behind him couldn't believe it.

In his career, such explosive shots are quite rare, especially the terrifying explosive power, which simply surprised him from ear to ear.

"Yang" Pires' voice changed.

After Yang Luo kicked this kick, he picked up the towel on the ground and wiped the sweat from his head, turned around and said to Pires, "Mr. Pires, I know my foundation is poor, but I will work hard, please rest assured." After speaking, he turned and walked towards Andy.

In the head coach's office, Portugal is reading today's newspaper. The newspaper is full of descriptions of yesterday's match between Santander and Huelva, especially the picture of Rios sitting on the bench and throwing mineral water angrily. At that time, Portugal couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

This season, Huelva is his biggest competitor. If Rios hadn't been suspended, then yesterday's game would definitely not be so smooth. God bless.

At this moment, Pires came in from outside the room, agitated.

Potugal looked up at Pilei and said, "Have you read the newspaper? Have you seen the expression of Oris throwing mineral water angrily? It's so funny, just like a monkey."

Pires hurried in, pressed the newspaper on the table with a very excited expression: "Do you know what I found?"

Portugal sat up straight and shook his head.

Pires suppressed the excitement in his heart and said: "Yang Luo, that is the Chinese boy, his shot is too powerful, the most powerful shot I have ever seen,"

Hearing Yang Luo's name, Potugal's face suddenly darkened. He leaned on the seat, put his hands on the back of his head, looked at Pires in front of him again, and said, "I don't understand why you still have to put Time wasted on him," said Portugal, turning the computer monitor on the table around, pointing to it and saying, "This is all the player information of Zhongneng team, I didn't find his name, and I don't see any game data on him at all."

Seeing that there was no Yang Luo's name on the screen, Pires was also surprised, but there was no problem with that contract, so what, does it have any effect?

"It doesn't matter if it's there or not, but I know his shot is really good..."

Portugal no longer wants to waste the topic on Yang Luo, he feels that Yang Luo is a waste, he behaved like a fool that day in the duel with Kone, which made Portugal feel very ashamed, if it wasn't for that lunatic Pernia If he would have signed such an agreement, he would have kicked Yang Luo out a long time ago.

So he said to Pires very seriously: "Stop, we will never bring up the topic of Yang Luo again. If we have time, we might as well think about who we will bring in next season." After finishing speaking, Portugal Immediately added: "If I can get rid of that kid, I'd be more than happy."

After finishing speaking, Portugal stood up, picked up the newspaper on the table and walked to the window. When he lowered his head and looked at the newspaper again, his expression froze for a moment.

"Oh my God, what the hell is this guy doing, he's embarrassing Santander."

Hearing this, Pires hurriedly looked over.

……

In the dormitory, Andy was lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, when he suddenly saw the news that popped up on his mobile phone, he sat up suddenly and shouted: "Wow, Yang Luo, you are on camera."

Yang Luo was lying on the bed with a bored expression on his face. Hearing what Andy said, he just raised his head and took a look, then asked, "Photogenic?"

Andy jumped off the bed in a hurry, and handed the phone to Yang Luo. What appeared in the screen was the moment when Kone beat his opponent for a header, but there was also a character in the screen, that is Yang Luo.

Yang Luo stood on the sidelines, holding a football in his hand, watching Kone's goal intently, but at the same time, his clothes also lit up because of the two Chinese characters in the photo - Rongcheng.

Yang Luo stood there wearing the jersey of Rongcheng High School, and was captured by the Spanish media.

"I would have put on a more handsome pose if I knew it earlier, how ugly it is." Yang Luo said with a smile.

Andy snatched the phone, pointed at Yang Luo and said, "You're still laughing, if Portugal sees you, you're dead."

"Is it so serious?" Yang Luo couldn't believe it. Didn't he just wear a Rongcheng High School uniform? How serious is it?

Not waiting for Andy to explain.

The phone in his hand rang suddenly.

Seeing the caller number on the screen, Andy's face suddenly became tense, "It's over, it's over, Portugal must know, what should I do?"

Yang Luo couldn't understand it, he was wearing the wrong clothes, besides, no one prepared the clothes he should wear.

No way, Andy had to pick it up.

Sure enough, through the phone, Yang Luo could hear Portugal's stormy roar. It's a pity that this kind of person doesn't want to be a singer, the high pitch can break the eardrums.

Putting down the phone, Andy stared at Yang Luo as if he had just come back from hell, and said, "I was killed by you, wait for me here." After speaking, Andy hurried out.

After a while, Andy held a set of jerseys in his hand. This jersey has no number, but it is also a Santander jersey.

"Potugal said, you will wear this on formal occasions from now on, try the size first," Andy threw the clothes to Yang Luo angrily.

Yang Luo hurriedly replaced it, which was about the same size, and said, "Thank you."

Andy sat on the bed and looked at Yang Luo boredly. He really didn't know what this Chinese man was thinking. Fortunately, the media didn't know Yang Luo's identity, otherwise Portugal would definitely have eaten Yang Luo.

At this time, Andy's hand suddenly vibrated, and seeing the content inside, Andy suddenly became amused.

"Yang Luo, can I take you somewhere?" Andy asked.

Yang Luo changed his clothes and said, "Didn't you train this afternoon?"

Andy shook his head, "For the next few days, training will only be in the morning, and you will have free time in the afternoon."

Yang Luo thought for a while, he came to Santander and hadn't gone out yet, so it's good to go out to have fun.

So he set off with Andy. Yang Luo didn't wear the new suit, but still wore the jersey with the number 11 on it.

(End of this chapter)