The whole team of Santa Malaga is in high spirits. At this moment, they have never felt that life can be so glorious. A D-level team has eliminated many professional teams and advanced to the quarterfinals. This is the highest score since the establishment of the Santa Malaga team.
A moment of light.
It's the player's peak moment.
As for whether they can create another miracle in the future and continue to win the King's Cup, they no longer care.
If a miracle does happen again, they will go all out to continue competing in the Copa del Rey. If Santa Malaga is eliminated, they have nothing to regret.
This mentality makes the team's preparation atmosphere relaxed, and laughter can be heard from time to time in the training ground.
On January 14th, Li Chuanqi started training with the team, which added a sense of expectation to the atmosphere of Santa Malaga's preparations for the game.
The second round against Levante made them understand that this Santa Málaga team really cannot lack Li Chuanqi, a striker who can attack the city.
The reason why Santa Malaga has been able to reach this point is because of Li Chuanqi's attack in the front, captain Pablo's control in the midfield, and Baris Addo's solid defense at the back.
Defensive counterattack, just a solid defense will not win the game. You must have a fast horse to charge in front and give the opponent a fatal blow at the critical moment.
"Don't go looking for that...what's her name?...the daughter of the 'Selling Girl' during this period!"
Zuculini patted Li Chuanqi on the shoulder and said seriously: "Love can easily distract people!"
What did you say...
How do I have that kind of relationship with Lilia...
Li Chuanqi pursed his lips and did not explain anything, because the more he explained, the more his teammates thought they were having an affair.
"What are these words? Love can only make people excited!"
Liag was very dissatisfied with Zucculini's remarks: "Li is not young anymore. If he doesn't fall in love, others will think there is something wrong with his sexual orientation.
And from my own perspective, love will not only not affect the state of the field, but will make us maintain a better state!"
Miguel rubbed his nose and smiled: "Is this really true? I heard that someone failed to become a professional player because of... some reasons."
Liage's face turned red and he argued: "Professional player? If I want, I can become a professional player at any time! Are professional players amazing?"
Baris Addo nodded and said: "Professional players are not scary. You see, how many professional teams we have eliminated. So it is actually nothing to become a professional player. I don't think they are much stronger than us!"
Speaking of Santa Malaga's greatest glory, his teammates all agreed.
Miguel looked at his teammates dumbfounded. My topic was: Are professional players strong?
"Hey, are we digressing? The topic I'm talking about is someone who failed to become a professional player because of something."
Baris Addo said to him earnestly: "Liag is right, he can become a professional player anytime he wants.
As far as I know, four B teams have extended invitations to him, and two A teams have extended invitations to him.
So, don’t dwell on this issue anymore.”
MiG's mouth opened slightly, damn, is there such a thing?
Why don't I know?
Liag patted Baris Addo and said modestly: "We have to keep a low profile, these are nothing, nothing.
Our most important task now is to make Lee a professional player.
Oh, no, let him directly become a professional player for a La Liga team."
Pablo, who had been silent, nodded and said, "Well, this is indeed the most important thing for us at the moment."
Why is it that you are talking about me again?
Li Chuanqi quickly bowed to his teammates: "Thank you everyone, I will live up to everyone's expectations!"
Liage patted him on the shoulder: "That's right, don't be so humble all the time.
It is an honor for all of us that you can become a La Liga player, because you are the ones who have trained you since childhood.
It's like a father watching the child he cultivated become successful one day. This kind of joy and pride cannot be replaced by anything else."
Father...child...
Li Chuanqi felt awkward in his heart. This is the truth, but this metaphor...
Hey, forget it, don’t argue with him.
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"Ah, Huzi is back! Come and take a look at the sneakers I bought for you. These are the latest Nike models!"
As soon as Li Chuanqi got home, his father yelled at him.
"This is a miracle, Dad, why are you back so early today?"
Li Chuanqi took the sneaker box from his father's hand. Boys at this age all like their favorite sneakers.
Li Xianqi, who was preparing his words, looked at his empty right hand and couldn't help but laugh. Hey, I have really treated these children badly in recent years.
"Dad, why did you suddenly become rich? These shoes must cost at least a hundred dollars..."
Li Chuanqi looked at the sneakers in his hand and couldn't put them down. These were indeed the latest models.
Li Xianqi blamed himself even more and said with a smile: "I won some money in your competition because I won some money.
I think you helped me win, so I was thinking about buying you something.
Anyway, you like sneakers, so I bought you a pair."
This explanation was reasonable and Li Chuanqi did not ask further questions.
"Hey! Brother, who bought you new shoes? Aren't these the sneakers you want most?"
After my sister came home, she immediately saw the new shoes on Li Chuanqi's feet.
"Xiao Feng, no matter what, your brother is considered a celebrity in our place now.
And he still has to go out and play games.
So, I bought him a pair, and I will buy them for you later, so don’t have any objections."
Li Xianqi began to blame himself again. He was afraid that his daughter would be angry.
Li Xiaofeng glanced at her father and said dissatisfied: "Dad, what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?
If you don't buy it for him today, I will find a way to raise money for him to buy a pair.
I feel embarrassed when I go to play a game and still wear the same old shoes!"
She turned to look at Li Chuanqi and said mysteriously: "Brother, I thought of a way to make a fortune!"
Li Chuanqi suddenly had an ominous premonition that his sister was going to sell him...
"I'm going to sell you..."
Sure enough, Li Chuanqi immediately interrupted her: "I won't sell it! I won't sell it!"
"Brother, please wait until I finish what I'm saying. I'm not selling you, I'm just selling your signature and signed jersey."
Oh, just sell me. Li Chuanqi breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that her brother was no longer angry, Li Xiaofeng continued: "A normal signature is five euros, and a special signature is ten euros. Thirty people have already made reservations. I calculated that the total is two hundred euros, and this is just for our class."
The more she talked, the more excited she became: "Think about it, our school has more than 20 classes, how much money will it cost?
By the way, there are more people in your school!
Brother, you must not give autographs to your classmates for free now!
This is all money, lots and lots of money!
I have discussed it with Yaisa and we are going to carry out this business in other schools!"
She looked at the dumbfounded Li Chuanqi and said, "Brother, we will become rich people soon! We will never have trouble buying a pair of sneakers again!"