"Qingqing, are the Kings Club really ready to celebrate the league championship at the Harvest Goddess Square?"
During dinner, Hu Lai asked Li Qingqing, who was sitting opposite him.
He recently saw a statement on the Internet that the Madrid Kings Club was ready to celebrate the La Liga championship at the Plaza de la Harvest. The reason was naturally because their opponent Saria in the last round of the league had no desire and the Kings of Madrid defeated this team at home.
The team has no doubts.
At the same time, the Madrid Pirates challenged Catalonia United away from home. It was a "snipe and clam" type game. It was difficult for the Pirates to win. And as long as they could not win, the championship would belong to the King.
Li Qingqing frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "I have never heard of such a thing. Besides, our club is not that stupid, right? You are still ranked first."
"That seems to be a rumor on the Internet..." Hu Lai nodded, then picked up his phone and started typing.
"What are you doing?" Li Qingqing asked curiously.
"I'll refute a rumor to Brother Huan."
Hu Lai was immersed in typing while talking.
Li Qingqing couldn't restrain her inner curiosity and simply leaned over to peek at the screen.
Hu Lai noticed her action, didn't care, and continued typing:
"Brother Huan, Brother Huan, I have inquired clearly. According to internal information, the King's Club is really ready to celebrate the La Liga championship at the Harvest Goddess Square! Obviously they all think that it will be easy to beat you who have no desires and desires in the last round! It's really
You look down on people, I will fight for you..."
"Hey!"
Seeing the words typed by Hu Lai, Li Qingqing rolled her eyes. She knew that Hu Lai was causing trouble again.
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Zhang Qinghuan, who was eating, picked up his phone and laughed.
Yong Jun glanced at him: "What's wrong?"
"Hu Lai this bitch!"
Zhang Qinghuan cursed and handed the phone to Yong Jun.
Yong Jun took it and looked at it, and also laughed: "Do you believe it?"
"I believe him. It was originally a 'three noes' rumor. Even if the Kings can beat us, it doesn't mean they can win the championship. It still depends on the results of the Catalan United and Pirates games..."
Yong Jun returned the phone to Zhang Qinghuan: "Hu Lai is afraid that you will really have nothing to ask for."
"He thinks too much..."
Zhang Qinghuan took the phone and shook his head, then sent a voice message:
"Don't fool around, Hu Lai. As long as you defeat Catalonia United in the away game, the league championship will be 100% yours. Stop playing tricks here."
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"Don't fool around, Hu Lai. As long as you defeat Catalonia United in the away game, the league championship will be 100% yours. Stop playing tricks here."
Li Qingqing heard the voice played by Hu Lai and covered her mouth with laughter: "It's self-defeating!"
Hu Lai was not discouraged. He said to Li Qingqing: "If you want to fight for all the power you can, it is always right to get double insurance."
At the same time, he typed in the group: "Brother Huan, you misunderstood me. I am not winning the championship for us. I am really fighting for you. Even if this league round has nothing to do with us winning the championship, can the king not put you in this situation?"
In your eyes? Even if they didn’t arrange the celebration in advance, would the Kings’ players really take you seriously? I don’t know what others think, Brother Huan, anyway, I can’t bear to have this matter on me.
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While he was typing, Li Qingqing leaned on the table next to him with his chin propped up to read.
Seeing Hu Lai's words, she couldn't help but express her admiration: "Hu Lai, sometimes I really don't know from whom you learned your ability to tell lies. Logically speaking, Aunt Xie and Uncle Hu both
Not someone like you..."
"Do you still need to learn this?" Hu Lai asked sincerely.
Li Qingqing opened his mouth, then shook his head: "Okay, you are extremely talented..."
Hu Lai smiled slightly: "Thank you for the compliment!"
Then he was "rewarded" by Li Qingqing's eye roll.
He was not ashamed, but proud, and was as happy as a child.
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"Hu Lai's words also have some truth, but the premise is that the king really underestimates the enemy."
Yong Jun said after reading the long paragraph sent by Hu Lai.
Zhang Qinghuan ignored Hu Lai, put down his cell phone, and said to Yong Jun: "Whether the king underestimates the enemy or not, it has nothing to do with us. Before the end of training today, our head coach held a small meeting for us."
"Oh? What did Casas say?" Yong Jun became interested.
"He said that although the game the day after tomorrow seems to be no longer pursued, he still requires us to try our best in the game..."
Zhang Qinghuan told Yong Jun the situation at that time.
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The Saria players changed clothes and came out of the locker room and came to the training ground to prepare for the day's training.
It stands to reason that after everyone arrives and the assistant coach takes everyone to warm up, the training officially begins.
But not today. Before the start of today's training, head coach Arno Casas and the entire coaching staff appeared in front of the players. He did not announce the start of training, but first talked to everyone about the final round of the league.
"It's a pity that we didn't win against Pamplona at home in the last round, so we missed the European war next season... But I'm still proud of everyone's performance this season. We are not a wealthy team like the Kings.
Not winning the championship this season means failure. We don’t have such a burden..."
In fact, Casas is right, he is not deliberately promoting his own players.
Although this season ended in vain, the performance of Saria's players was indeed better than last season.
Last season Saria finally qualified for the Europa League. That was because last season Saria only needed to concentrate on the domestic league.
This season Saria has been fighting on two fronts, reaching the quarter-finals of the Europa League and currently ranking eighth in the domestic league.
This performance is even better than that of Valendia, a team that is stronger on paper than Saria. It ranked fourth in the league last season and qualified for the Champions League. It has reached the quarterfinals of the Champions League this season, but currently Ranked tenth in the league, two points behind Saria.
"...I know there are some voices from the outside saying that we have no more desires. I don't agree with this statement. Indeed, no matter what the result is in the final round of the league, it will not change the outcome of our season. But it doesn’t mean that we have to have a spot in the European competition to be considered worthy. Our performance this season has been so good. If we were pushed to the ground and beaten by our opponents in the last round at the Crown Stadium... it wouldn’t look good, right?”
Casas spread his hands, already revealing his thoughts.
"So in this last round of the league, we are not without desires, we have goals. After such an outstanding season, God arranged for us to make the final round at the King's home court. I think this is good. .And at such a critical time, our performance can even determine the league championship... What a glorious thing, gentlemen. So I think if we can put in a wonderful performance in this game, we will definitely give A wonderful memory from this amazing season."
Having said this, Casas said seriously: "So I hope gentlemen, you can understand - this is definitely not a game without desires! Our goal is very simple, that is, we will try our best to destroy the king. A feast and celebration! Showing our strength and ending this amazing season while giving a good start to the new season!"
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"Casas really said that? A good start to the new season?"
Yong Jun keenly grasped the key information and asked Zhang Qinghuan.
Zhang Qinghuan nodded: "Yes, he really said that."
"Ha, then I'm relieved." Yong Jun laughed after hearing this. "Before, I was worried that Casas would leave the team. After all, he has done well in Sarria in the past two seasons, and he may be Poach... He is indeed a good head coach, and he is very suitable for Sarria. The most important thing is that he likes you, ha! Since he is now talking about a good start to the new season, that is to say for him Now that the new season has begun, it means that he will continue to stay in Sarria at least next season."
"Yes. After hearing what he said, everyone was very excited." Zhang Qing said with a smile, "They cheered on the spot. Torado also told me that he wished that tomorrow would be the game against the Kings, but when he thought about it, He will be disappointed if he has to wait another day..."
Yong Jun put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "So, Hu Lai and his team's league championship is double insured!"
"No, no, no." Zhang Qinghuan shook his fingers repeatedly, "Uncle Yong, don't make it sound like we are fighting for that bitch Hu Lai. We are fighting for ourselves. It's just that we happen to be mortal enemies in the same city, and we don't want to see him. Catalonia won the championship. So..."
Zhang Qinghuan spread his hands.
"...That bitch Hu Lai took advantage of this."
"You're right. Just something by the way."
"If Hu Lai really wins the championship, how many meals do you think Uncle Yong should treat me to in order to repay the debt he owes me?"
"Ha, it doesn't matter what I said. I suggest you ask Hu Lai directly."
Zhang Qinghuan glanced at his phone, which had turned off the screen, and rubbed his chin.
Finally, he decided: "Let's wait until he really wins the championship! Looking for him now always feels like standing up. 'Ah, you want to treat me to dinner after you win the championship!' Then this kid might beat me to death just to not win the championship.
Already..."
Yong Jun laughed loudly: "He is not so stingy!"
Zhang Qinghuan himself was also amused. He waved his hand and said sincerely: "In short...it's really an amazing season..."
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Li Qingqing and Hu Lai looked at the silent mobile phone, and then she said: "Your trick didn't work, Hu Lai."
Hu Lai clicked his tongue: "Forget it. Even if Butcher Zhang dies, he won't eat pigs with hair on them! After all, we still have to unswervingly follow the path of independence!"
"You are just a bitch!"
"Hey, are you talking about me? Then who came up here with a face of excitement just now?" Hu Lai picked up the chopsticks again, "Eat, eat! No matter what, we will see the outcome the day after tomorrow!" (To be continued)
