Pampas waist

Defending Messi, the nimble little man has an advantage over the big man, but... still useless.

Fifteen minutes later, looking at Changyou Youdu, who was sweating profusely and whose legs could not be closed at all, Chen Mo, who was sitting on the sidelines drinking water, scratched the back of his head, "Let's go here."

"Hayee! Hayee...ah, you are so cute!!!"

The bright light in Changyou Yudu's eyes disappeared, and he bowed deeply to the two of them and picked up the schoolbag next to him.

"Don't be too disappointed, no one on this planet can defend Messi one-on-one, and in fact, your physical talent is not bad."

"Nani? You're not comforting me, are you?!"

Hearing the voice from behind, Nagatomo immediately widened his eyes and looked at Chen Mo incredulously. Chen Mo shrugged and said with a smile, "I have no reason to comfort you. Although you were shaken in a mess, your sense of balance and the speed of your feet All good.

You were very embarrassed just now, you have been passed and passed, and you have not touched the ball once, but even so, you did not fall because of the drastic change in rhythm and center of gravity.

On the one hand, you are short and have a low center of gravity. It is more because you are born with better control over your body. Just behind you, I can clearly see that when facing Leo's different movements, the tightness of your body muscles will also change. Change accordingly.

I don't know about the others, but in my opinion, you are at least talented in this area. "

It's really not to comfort the other party, just like Chen Mo has never deliberately trained his eyesight, but he can catch more details on the field that others can't. This kind of subconscious reaction is actually part of football talent.

Hearing Chen Mo chattering a lot, Changyou Youdu's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he bowed again and again: "Arigado! Arigado! Thank you for your guidance!"

"That's it. Xiaomei, keep running."

With that said, Chen Mo turned around and was about to go for a run. At this moment, Changyouyou quickly put down his schoolbag: "Can you let me run with you?!"

"Fine, as long as you can keep up."
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"This guy's physical fitness is really good, but who is he?"

The bright moon was reflected in the sea. Antonella and Kaoru Tsukichi, who had returned from shopping, were sitting on chairs in the stadium. Thinking of the little orange cat, I was a little curious.

"He's a fan of Mosan."

On the grill next to it, the steak was being grilled on a three-barrel with a white bandage on top of his head, his eyes were half-closed by the smoke, Kaoru Tsukichi was stunned: "Fan?"

"Well, I came here specially from Meiji University, saying that I wanted to let Mo Sang see if he has football talent."

"That's it."

Yuechi Kaoru nodded, crossed her elegant legs, and said with a smile: "By the way, did Mr. Sanjia persuade his mother to play football abroad? Your brother Xiaomo made an agreement with their coach to let you join Arsenal's U10 Youth training echelon."

"Hey! Don't mention it, she said that I have to make it to the All Japan Junior Football Conference before she is willing to let me go abroad. It's really annoying!"

Kaoru Misaki frowned uncomfortably. Although the All Japan Youth Football Conference is a U12 level game, the Japanese high school league is similar, and the competition is even more intense. After all, there are more elementary schools than junior high schools.

Seeing Kaoru Misaki's distressed expression, Kaoru Tsukichi smiled and said, "That's it, but it's a good thing. If you can't dominate Japan, then it's useless to go abroad."

"Oh! I know I know! You women keep saying the same thing! It's so annoying!"

Sanyan Kaoru, who was just under seven years old this year, rolled her eyes.

Several people chatted, and soon, the steak passed the test.

Normally, you can’t eat directly after exercising, but that’s for ordinary people. For people like Chen Mo and Messi who live 360 ​​to 300 days a year, of which more than [-] days are extremely regular, it’s okay to do it occasionally .

Changyou Yudu was a little embarrassed at first, but at Chen Mo's invitation, he also stayed and ate together.

To be honest, Chen Mo admired this guy quite a bit. The distance of the long-distance running just now was not particularly long, but after all, he and Messi are professional athletes, and their running speed is relatively fast, not the kind of slow jogging at night in college.

During the whole process, Changyouyou ran and vomited seven times, but after each time, he would stagger and catch up again.

For those who work hard and refuse to give up lightly, Chen Mo always has some appreciation, but Changyou Yudu is a college student after all. After running and throwing up seven times, he really can't eat, so he can only sit and drink water in a daze , Watching a few people eating and drinking.

Soon, after a big steak meal, under the moonlight, Chen Mo and the others left in the direction of Yuechi's seafood shop. Before leaving, he agreed to Changyou Yudu's request to come and train together.

In this way, there was an extra short man in the daily training.

Chen Mo was quite happy, after all, it is really easy to shut yourself up against Messi.

It's the same with Messi, Chen Mo can't guard against his rhythm changes, and he can't guard against Chen Mo's body. Every time he is pushed away by Chen Mo, he will doubt his life.

But now, here comes the doormat.
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Days passed by, and in a blink of an eye, the day of training for the World Youth Championship arrived.

"Arigado! Arigado! Thank you very much for taking care of my son Changyou during this period of time. Here are the Chifu Pancakes and Dorayaki I made. You can take them on the road and eat them."

"You're welcome, then, Nagatomo-kun, I look forward to seeing you become stronger next time we meet, and the same goes for Sansa-kun."

"Bon voyage, Messang, Messang."

"Arigado Kosaimas! Please take care of yourself!"

"Haha, let's go."

At Tokyo International Airport, under the deep bow of Nagatomo Yudu and his mother and the farewell of a group of relatives and friends, Chen Mo and Messi carried their bags and took their two sisters on the flight to the Netherlands.
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As a country of windmills, the Netherlands not only has nests, but also tulips and windmills. At the same time, there are countless sexy European beauties.

As the most famous "European Sex Capital" in the world, the Netherlands is very open. To what extent is it open? The glass room of the European-style building on the side of the road is shining with colorful and ambiguous lights. There are big-bodied beauties in bikinis dancing directly beside the glass windows. invite guests.

Fortunately, according to the regulations of the local government, these beauties can only solicit customers in the floor-to-ceiling windows, and cannot directly go to the streets to solicit customers.

To put it simply, you can spread your legs by the window, but you can't walk into the street and reach out your hands.

"Ahem, I really didn't know that was the case."

"Ghosts believe you, let's go!"

At night, walking in the bustling streets of Amsterdam, Chen Mo, whose arms were tightly held by Yuechi Kaoru, looked at the middle of the road, but unconsciously glanced at the red houses on both sides.

There's no way, the scene that can't be shot in such a small movie is too shocking.

free!

It's the taste of freedom!

It's the smell of the sea!
However, as he passed through the red light district, the world in front of him returned to normal.

During the training period, they couldn't live with their family members, and the two girls seemed to be watching the game, so they had to find a luxury hotel not far from the training camp and with good security.

After arranging the family members, Chen Mo and Messi took a taxi to the training base temporarily rented by Argentina. As soon as they walked through the big iron gate, a familiar voice came from outside the window.

"Boss."

Looking back, Di Maria, who was sweating profusely and holding a water bottle, was waving outside the window.