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Chapter 741 Nepotism(2/2)

Marcelo woohoo.

"I'm not stupid!"

Someone brought ice cubes.

"Hurry and apply it, otherwise your face will become swollen."

"Tang Zhenglong was too cruel."

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There is also a Brazilian player in Lyon's team, Rapid Madrid winger Bastos.

Before the start of the second half, everyone walked out of the locker room one after another, and Bastos was about to step forward to say hello to Marcelo, the big brother of the national team.

For those who play in Brazil, it is a huge honor to be included in the national team. For Bastos, the national team is too far away, so he admires Marcelo very much.

but……

Marcelo covered his face and walked away quickly.

Bastos felt unhappy.

"Are you trying to be a big name? Looking down on those of us who can't make it to the national team?"

Bastos ran a few steps quickly to keep up with Marcelo.

"Hi."

Marcelo saw it and couldn't hide.

"Hi."

"What's wrong with your face?"

Tang Zhenglong came over and put on an expression - I'll see how you make it up.

"My face?"

"It seems like one side is different."

"Nah, I'm so disfigured." Marcelo wailed inwardly.

"I hit the door accidentally."

puff.

"How's it going? Do you still recognize me as Marcelo?"

"of course."

Marcelo was a little relieved, but Bastos unexpectedly added that your hair is very special.



"Is it possible that my face is not important? Everyone only cares about my hair?"

Bastos whispered: "You are a big brother and a national football player. Can you recommend me to the head coach?"

Marcelo had an idea.

"This guy wants something from me, so will he be as bottomless as Lisandro?"

"Haha, I'll bet with Tang Zhenglong again. This time it's my turn to beat him."

Marcelo found Tang Zhenglong.

"I want to bet with you again."

"What to bet on?"

Marcelo pointed at Bastos, "He worships me."

Tang Zhenglong took a look.

"Is it important that he admires you? Do you want me to tell you that the photographer over there admires me?"

Marcelo was stunned, "He is a Brazilian star, at the same level as Lisandro."

"Haha, you are lying. He is a substitute, as bad a substitute as Ibrahimovic."

Barcelona, ​​Ibrahimovic suddenly sneezed.
Chapter completed!
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