It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 222 220 "Hello, I'm Charles, and I want to send you money!"

The players of Inter Milan and Barcelona are taking a halftime break, but people in other countries can't stop at all.

Northern Myanmar.

A group of people gathered around a TV, watching the show with great interest.

What they watched was actually the Champions League match between Barcelona and Inter Milan.

It’s just that their broadcast was several minutes later than the actual time, so Charles and the others had taken a halftime break, but they were still watching the game.

"Tsk, tsk, how many people are watching this game?"

The yellow-haired guy sitting in the middle sighed.

The white-haired man sitting next to him said without thinking, "There should be more than 80,000 people."

"Italians are really rich. Even though the ticket is so expensive, there are still so many people going to watch the game."

The red-haired man said, shaking his head.

Hearing this, Huangmao's heart moved.

"How many people are there in Italy? Are they about the same as us?"

Baimao was stunned for a moment, "We have 60 million, they should have 60 million too. If we were as rich as them, I would also like to go to the game."

"What's wrong, brother, do you have any ideas?"

The red-haired boy immediately turned around and looked at the yellow-haired boy with a bright look.

At this time, the game on TV also entered the commercial break.

"At the age of 13, he was 1 meters tall and experts determined that he would not grow any taller."

"He was 17 years old but he was 1 meters tall."

"He is the world's most valuable player in 2007 and the winner of the European Best Rookie Award:"

"The world's football genius - Leo Yosi."

"Who is it? He broke the fate of not being able to grow taller!"

"Who is it? Save him and let him create a miracle!"

"It turns out that Yoshi took a mysterious substance."

"Blue whale brain extract."

"The blue whale is the world's largest mammal, with a length of up to 30 meters, which is equivalent to the height of a ten-story building."

"What puzzles experts is why blue whales continue to grow in size after they reach adulthood."

"Studies have found that blue whale brain extract can activate pituitary cells to secrete more growth hormones, causing the body to grow rapidly and continuously."

"The research expert group developed this product based on the fact that human bones stretch during the day and absorb at night..."

Huangmao looked at the advertisement on TV, feeling somewhat puzzled.

"Who is the most famous player here? Isn't it Ciel? Why is Yoshi's commercial playing all the time on TV?"

"Boss, you don't know this," Baimao pointed at the advertisement on TV and explained, "Growth hormone has always been considered a type of stimulant. The use of stimulants is prohibited in sports."

"This ad was filmed before, but in order to cover it up, the most famous one now is Charles."

The red-haired boy stood up and patted the white-haired boy's shoulder happily, "You are amazing, it turns out that people who have read books are smart."

The yellow-haired man also patted the white-haired man on the shoulder and said, "Then tell me, can we get some money back from them?"

"How do you fish it out?"

The red-haired man asked in confusion.

"According to me, the book says that the general trend of the world is that after a long period of division, there will be unification, and after a long period of unification, there will be division," the yellow-haired man read with his head shaking.

Redhead still didn't understand, "What does this matter?"

"Idiot! Listen to what Big Brother has to say."

The yellow-haired boy looked at the white-haired boy with admiration.

"Generally, a team that wins a championship is destined to be short-lived, just like what is written in Journey to the West. Just like last season, Barcelona also sold a lot of players."

Baimao scratched his head, "Is that really what is written in Journey to the West? And what if Barcelona loses later?"

"Shut up and listen to what Big Brother has to say!"

The red-haired fox said this with an imposing manner.

The yellow-haired boy looked at the red-haired boy with admiration.

"It doesn't matter if they lose, just like Manchester United, didn't they sell Ronaldo to Real Madrid after they lost?"

"So whether they win or lose, wasn't there a piece of news going around saying Barcelona were going to sell Charles next season?"

“We can make money from this.”

After saying that, the yellow-haired guy took the TV remote control and started changing channels. He soon saw a lot of news about Charles' transfer, Mourinho's leaving Inter Milan, and Fabregas' return to Barcelona.

Seeing this white-haired guy, he also reacted.

"Boss, do you mean to use this to make money?"

"Yes, we will send text messages to those fans who want Charles to transfer to their team and ask them to transfer money."

Huangmao looked at the two of them with a smile, and that was why he was the eldest brother.

"I had already thought of the content, so I wrote: 'I am Charles Lee, I am about to transfer to Bayern Munich, but unfortunately my salary was deducted by Barcelona and I have no money to buy a plane ticket. As long as you transfer me the money for a ticket from Barcelona to Bayern in Germany, I will join Bayern.'"

The red-haired guy probably understood what the yellow-haired guy meant. "Then why not transfer to Arsenal? I heard that the old man at Arsenal is going crazy trying to buy Ciel."

"I think once we send this message, the old man will definitely give us all the money."

"Idiot! Arsenal has no money. You can't cheat them out of anything. If you want to find someone, go find a rich guy. Why are you looking for a poor guy?"

"How much can we get if we are given everything?"

Baimao cursed in frustration.

But Red Hair still refused to accept.

"But will Barcelona really sell Charles? He just scored two goals in the first half. I still think Barcelona is more likely to sell Yosi than Charles."

"What are you thinking about? Can your brain figure this out?"

Seeing that Red-Haired was not convinced, White-Haired almost wanted to fight with him, but at this time Yellow-Haired finally stood up and separated the two men.

"Why are we arguing so much? Why don't we just send a text message to every Barcelona player and sell them to different clubs?"

"But compared to Charr, who would buy Yosi? Without Xavi and Iniesta, what can he do?"

"If you ask me, those clubs will definitely buy Charles."

Huangmao said with a solemn oath.

"So we only give it to Bayern and not to other clubs, brother?"

White Hair asked.

Red Hair also reacted at this time.

"I think it would be best to give it to Real Madrid. Aren't the fans of Real Madrid always asking Charles to join? If we give it to Real Madrid, we will definitely make more money. They should be richer than Bayern, right?"

"What are you thinking about? Can you use your brain?"

Huangmao was a little angry. "Real Madrid is right next to Barcelona. They are both in Spain. How can a flight from Barcelona to Real Madrid be more expensive than one from Barcelona to Bayern?"

"We want money, not real help with Ciel's transfer, idiot!"

Baimao took his phone and asked, "Then how do we cheat?"

"Jose, you've been talking to Mario for 14 minutes. We have one minute left before we go out on the field."

The assistant coach stood aside and looked at his watch from time to time. After several consecutive urgings, Mourinho finally let Balotelli go, walked back to the middle of the locker room, and began to briefly explain some tactical points.

But even though he was about to spend all of his half-time coaching Balotelli, Mourinho still felt uneasy.

Although under his control, many locker room secrets were well kept.

But after Inter Milan defeated Chelsea and advanced to the quarterfinals of the Champions League, the omnipresent Gazzetta dello Sport finally unravelled the secret and found the secret he wanted to protect.

In March, Inter Milan lost to Catania.

Then after the game, Balotelli went to dinner with his agent Raiola, which made the club very unhappy.

Unexpectedly, on Sunday, just after finishing the physical examination, Balotelli walked into Inter Milan's locker room whistling.

At this moment, all the players in the locker room were stunned.

Because the tune Balotelli whistled was AC Milan's team anthem.

But after this incident, Balotelli came up with a new job.

Still in March.

Due to Balotelli's performance this month, the Italian TV5 program "Satire News" awarded him a Golden Tapir Award.

That’s right, it’s the Golden Tapir Award that Charles won before!

This was probably the closest Balotelli ever came to Charles, or so Mourinho thought at the time.

But he regretted it later.

Because Charles won the Golden Tapir Award because of bad luck, but Balotelli won the Golden Tapir Award because of constant troubles.

Coupled with his magical train of thought, no one knows what kind of sparks will be created.

Sure enough, after answering a few of the host's questions fairly appropriately, Balotelli started to act rashly.

The host forced Balotelli to put on the AC Milan jersey and look in the mirror. Balotelli had no principles and accepted it reluctantly.

This is equivalent to Charles openly changing into a Real Madrid jersey during an interview.

Originally, Materazzi was the person in the locker room who admired Balotelli the most and was even willing to encourage him.

But after these two incidents, Materazzi completely lost confidence in him and even wanted to beat him at one point.

Fortunately, Mourinho arrived in time and nipped everything in the bud.

But Balotelli's agent Raiola is even more troublesome.

First, they said, "It's better to pay attention to Mourinho's wife than Balotelli," and then they said that all these trends were started by Mourinho;
After talking about Mourinho, he began to divert attention and criticized Guardiola for letting Ibrahimovic be the substitute...

Time passed quickly, and Mourinho felt that he had not said much before someone knocked on the locker room door to urge him.

All the players stood up and prepared to go out.

Mourinho was still worried, so he pulled Balotelli over again.

"Mario, I beg you, please stay calm."

Balotelli said nothing and had a complicated expression.

Mourinho's heart skipped a beat. "Mario, what's wrong with you?"

Balotelli pouted and looked at Mourinho. After a long pause, he said, "Help me take off my clothes."

Mourinho took a deep breath and felt like his soul was about to leave his body.

"Then raise your hands first and I'll help you take them off."

There is no way, the training vest has four holes, Balotelli can neither wear the training vest nor take it off.

This is normal.

Mourinho kept comforting himself.

After a long time of effort, after taking off the training vest, Mourinho took Balotelli's hand and wanted to take him out.

But after pulling for a long time, Balotelli just stood there motionless.

"What's up, Mario?"

Mourinho was a little helpless.

Balotelli pointed to his shoes.

"My shoelaces are untied, Jose, please help me tie them."

Mourinho sighed, squatted down resignedly, and tied Balotelli's shoelaces.

It's not that Balotelli is being a big shot, he just simply doesn't know how to tie his shoelaces.

Mourinho quickly tidied Balotelli's shoelaces, and at the urging of the staff, the two finally walked out of the locker room.

At this time, the other players had been waiting in the player tunnel for a long time.

Charles' two completely different shoes instantly caught Balotelli's attention.

As soon as Balotelli stretched out one foot, he was immediately pulled back by Mourinho.

"Mario, can we wait until after the game is over?"

There is no other reason, mainly because his train of thought is so unique.

Whenever he scores a goal, he likes to take off his jersey to celebrate.

But if you take off your jersey to celebrate, you will get a yellow card.

But this did not pose a problem for Balotelli. Once during a training match, he started to think about it.

He listened to Mourinho and did not take off his own jersey, but instead tried to take off his teammates' jerseys by force.

Balotelli nodded somewhat disappointedly.

Mourinho finally felt relieved and walked out of the player tunnel with Guardiola at the end.

"Mario wants to go eat burgers with Ciel after the game. What do you think? Do you want to let him go?"

Guardiola was a little surprised.

"Balotelli and Charles go to eat burgers together? They don't know each other?"

Mourinho has really gone all out for Balotelli.

"Balotelli has been unhappy recently, causing a lot of trouble and not listening to us. I want to find someone who has won the Golden Tapir Award to persuade him."

Charles was walking in front, but his face turned dark when he heard this.

Golden Tapir Award, your whole family is Golden Tapir Award.

How could he deserve to receive the same non-football professional award as Balotelli, who can touch the mascot's butt after the game?
Guardiola pondered for a while and did not comment.

"Let's wait until the game is over. This is the players' own business and I won't interfere."

Soon, the players in front slowly walked onto the field, but Balotelli stopped outside the white line.

At this time, the Inter Milan fans in the stadium booed again and again.

It was like a tidal wave, trying to drown Balotelli.

Mourinho trotted over quickly.

But before he could ask why, Balotelli explained first.

"I'm allergic to the grass today and can't play."

Mourinho's face turned black.

"Mario, our turf is all real turf, not artificial turf, don't worry, just go on the field."

Balotelli finally went on the field reluctantly.

(End of this chapter)