Ground football: Ronaldo thought I was going to assist him

During the match, Yin Bu lost possession after being surrounded and pressed outside the opponent's penalty area.

He aggressively countered, lunging forward to make a sliding tackle and steal the ball.

A tackle sounds fierce, but actually, Yin Bu mainly uses his long legs to poke the ball away.

He didn't even get completely off the ground.

Moreover, he is very flexible, and he absorbed most of the force of the tackle himself, rather than colliding with the opponent to absorb the force after the tackle.

Even the strictest referee wouldn't consider him to have committed a foul.

However, after conceding the ball, Jardel staggered a few steps and then turned and delivered a powerful push, sending Yin Bu flying.

Yin Bu is nearly 1.95 meters tall.

But Jardel is also nearly 1.9 meters tall.

Moreover, Jardel is much stronger.

He was stronger than the younger Imbu and Drogba.

"Do you even know how to play football?" Jardel retorted angrily.

Half of it came from being robbed by Yin Bu, and the other half was because they already disliked Yin Bu.

That's how football is. If I'm even slightly annoyed with you, I'm very likely to lose my temper completely once we start a confrontation.

"What are you doing?" Deng Kai rushed to Jardel's side immediately.

A height difference of 1.9 meters versus 1.65 meters... that's probably the cutest height difference ever.

"Get out of the way!" Jardel reached out to push Deng Kai aside.

Cristiano Ronaldo and Fonte reacted very quickly and followed immediately.

Cristiano Ronaldo restrained Jardel without saying a word.

When the boss is handling things, the underlings have no right to negotiate; they only need to take action.

"Jardell, don't do this," Fonte said, trying to pull Jadell away.

"Who the hell do you think you are! You're just a kid who hasn't even grown his hair yet, and you think you can mess with me?" Jardel shoved Fonte away.

See? This is what happens to lackeys who don't know their place.

"This..." Not far away, Deschamps immediately wanted to go over and stop the fight.

But he glanced at Matthäus first.

Regardless, Matthäus is currently the star player of this team.

Moreover, it's a top-tier brand that's currently experiencing a gap in popularity.

There are several gaps below Matthäus, then there are legendary players like Deschamps and Pinto, and then team cores like Jardel and Quaresma.

Then come ordinary veterans like Bento, and team prodigies like Viana.

As for players like Cristiano Ronaldo and Deng Kai, they may not be starters.

Before Triglav made a decision, these young men seemed to be rewarded with training with the first team because of their good performance in the youth academy.

"It's just kids playing house, no need to get involved. Besides... the little guy is quite strong." Mateus nodded.

Deschamps turned his head to look again.

Pepe, Barzagli, and Drogba also came over.

With Luo and Bu joining the group, the five of them standing behind Deng Kai still managed to create a somewhat awe-inspiring scene.

After all, even the shortest one here, Cristiano Ronaldo, is over 1.8 meters tall.

On the other side, Pinto and Bento hesitated, walking this way, but very slowly.

They were new to the team, and Jardel was the star striker.

Offending Jadal is unwise.

But you can't afford to offend six people.

This is no small team in any league.

Moreover, Deng Kai and Cristiano Ronaldo are among them.

Pinto, who had witnessed the talent and temperament of Duncan and Ronaldo at Benfica, was well aware of Triguera's high regard for them.

Who knows... these two kids might become starters too!

At the very least, they are all key rotation players.

They are all like that.

Kwame Ayew, Marcos, Santos, and other peripheral figures also dared not get involved, but simply stood by from a distance.

"Oh, you've found some help? Just these short guys and skinny sticks?" Jardel wasn't intimidated at all, at least not verbally.

But his honest body did not continue forward.

"Yin Bu's actions were completely in accordance with the rules, and everyone could see that he was holding back." Deng Kai stared at Jardel, "But your actions, no matter what game it is, would earn you a red card."

"So whose fault do you think it is?"

"If you think training is just a game for kids, what are you even training for? Don't you have any professionalism at all?"

"What, you want the same treatment as Matthäus? Sure, you can have the World Cup, the European Championship, the FIFA World Player of the Year, the Ballon d'Or—you can win any one of them. Do you have it?"

"We're all just ordinary players. If you feel that Yin Bu's steal made you lose face, then you should take it back. But not by punching him."

Deng Kai's attitude was very firm, and Yin Bu later became known as God.

Now Caesar declares that he has this God under his protection!

"Hmph!" Jadel scoffed, but said nothing more.

After all, there were so many of them on the other side; if a fight broke out, he would be at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, Maxa ran over at that moment. He scolded Jader and said he would take Jader and Imb to his office.

"I want to go too. I saw everything. I'm a witness," Deng Kai said.

Maksa said yes.

Jardel raised an eyebrow, somewhat annoyed by this troublemaking kid.

Yin Bu didn't speak, but a warm feeling flashed through his heart.

When you are bullied by someone of higher status and stronger ability in a foreign land, and someone chooses to stand in your way, even willing to face the terrifying office and the terrifying head coach with you.

Who can find inner peace?

In response, Deng Kai only wanted to tell Yin Bu that it wasn't that scary; both Te Shuai and Xiao Ma were parasites.

Sure enough, upon entering the office, Trigra first gave Jadel a serious dressing-down.

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Triglar is, after all, the head coach, and a new broom sweeps clean. Since Jardel has run into him, he shouldn't blame Triglar for being ruthless!

After a barrage of angry words, Jardel was punished by being made to run laps on the training field.

Although Jadel was unhappy, he could only swallow his anger when he thought of Trigra's words, "If you don't run laps, apologize to Imbu in front of the whole team."

Honestly, this display of force scared Yin Bu a bit.

Even a key player like Jardel, a vital member of the team and an indispensable member of the forward line, has been punished in this way.

What kind of criticism would a newcomer like him face?

"Kai, did Jadel hurt you? If anything had happened to you, I would have been really..." Trigra was halfway through his sentence when he remembered that Imb was also there, so he gestured for Imb to sit down as well. "Sit down, both of you, and tell me slowly."

Yin Bu's world collapsed.

Shouldn't Mr. Triglar, who is known for nurturing young players and is comparable to Professor Wenger, be strict and impartial? And unsmiling?

How come...

"Kai, would you like some iced water or black tea?" Maxa skillfully picked up the tea-making tools.

"Why not iced tea?" Deng Kai asked.

"That's not a problem at all!" Maxa smiled slightly, having learned that Coach Kai—no, he should be called General Manager Kai now—was the team's only true sports director this summer.

Since learning that Director Kai would be returning this season, Maxa has been honing his skills in every way possible.

This summer I learned to brew tea, bake egg tarts, make coconut milk jelly, ginger milk curd, tiramisu, latte art, Wudu ice jelly, and dry biscuits with cold noodles, among other classic Chinese and Western dishes.

The purpose was to make Coach Kai feel at home.

I like playing football on the ground: Ronaldo thought I was going to assist him.