"Qingqing, is the King's Club really ready to celebrate the league championship in Harvest Goddess Square?"

During dinner, Hu Lai asked Li Qingqing who was sitting opposite him.

He recently saw a saying on the Internet that the King of Madrid club is ready to celebrate the La Liga championship in the Harvest Plaza. The reason is naturally because their opponent Sarria in the last round of the league has nothing to ask for, and there is no suspense that the King of Madrid beat this team at home.

At the same time, the Madrid Pirates challenged the Catalan United in an away game. And as long as they can't win, the championship belongs to the king.

Li Qingqing frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I've never heard of such a thing. Besides, our club isn't so stupid, is it? You are the ones who rank first now."

"That seems to be a rumor on the Internet..." Hu Lai nodded, then picked up the phone and started typing.

"What are you doing?" Li Qingqing asked curiously.

"I'll tell Brother Huan a rumor."

Hu Lai buried himself in typing while talking.

Li Qingqing couldn't hold back her inner curiosity, so she simply leaned over and peeped at the screen.

Hu Lai noticed her movement and ignored her, continuing to type:

"Brother Huan, brother Huan, I've already found out. According to inside information, the King's Club is really ready to celebrate winning La Liga at the Goddess of Harvest Square! Apparently they all think it's easy to beat you in the last round! Really! Look down on people, I will fight for you..."

"Hey!"

Seeing what Hu Lai typed, Li Qingqing rolled her eyes, she knew that Hu Lai was playing tricks again.

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Zhang Qinghuan, who was eating, picked up the phone and laughed.

Yong Jun glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"Hu Lai, that bitch!"

Zhang Qinghuan cursed and handed the phone to Yong Jun.

Yong Jun took a look and smiled, "Do you believe it?"

"I believe him. It's a 'three noes' rumor. Even if the king can beat us, it doesn't mean they can win the championship. It still depends on the result of the game between Catalan and Pirates..."

Yong Jun returned the phone to Zhang Qinghuan: "Hu Lai is afraid that you will really have nothing to desire."

"He thinks a lot..."

Zhang Qinghuan took the phone and shook his head, then sent a voice message:

"Don't be fooled, Hu Lai. As long as you beat Cathay United in the away game, the league championship will be 100% yours. Don't play tricks here."

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"Don't be fooled, Hu Lai. As long as you beat Cathay United in the away game, the league championship will be 100% yours. Don't play tricks here."

Li Qingqing covered her mouth with a smile when she heard Hu Lai's voice: "It's self-defeating!"

Hu Lai was not discouraged, he said to Li Qingqing: "We must fight for all the power we can, and the last double insurance is always right."

At the same time, he typed in the group: "Brother Huan, you misunderstood me. I didn't win the championship for us. I really fought for you. Even if this round of the league has nothing to do with our championship, can the king not put you in this way?" In their eyes? Even if they didn't arrange the celebration in advance, would the players of the Kings really value you? I don't know what others think, brother Huan, anyway, I can't bear to leave this matter on me !"

While he was typing, Li Qingqing lay on the table next to him with his chin propped up to read.

Seeing Hu Lai's long words, she couldn't help expressing her admiration: "Hu Lai sometimes I really don't know who you learned your ability to talk nonsense. It stands to reason that both Aunt Xie and Uncle Hu Not someone like you..."

"Do I still need to learn this?" Hu Lai asked sincerely.

Li Qingqing opened his mouth, then shook his head: "Okay, you are very talented..."

Hu Lai smiled slightly: "Thank you for the compliment!"

Then he was "rewarded" with Li Qingqing's supercilious eyes.

He was not ashamed, but proud, happy like a child.

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"Hu Lai's words are somewhat reasonable, but the premise is that the king really underestimated the enemy."

Yong Jun said after reading the long passage from Hu Lai.

Zhang Qinghuan ignored Hu Lai, put down his phone, and said to Yong Jun, "Whether the king underestimates the enemy or not has nothing to do with us. Before today's training ends, our head coach held a small meeting for us."

"Oh? What did Casas say?" Yong Jun became interested.

"He said that although the game the day after tomorrow seems to be out of pursuit, he still requires us to do our best in the game..."

Zhang Qinghuan told Yong Jun about the situation at that time.

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The Saria players came out of the locker room after changing their clothes and came to the training ground to start a day of training.

It stands to reason that after everyone has arrived, the assistant coach will lead everyone to warm up, and the training will be officially started.

But not today. Before the start of training today, the head coach Arno Casas appeared in front of the players with the entire coaching staff. Instead of announcing the start of training, he first talked with everyone about the last round of the league.

"It's a pity that we didn't win Pamplona at home in the last round, so we missed the European war next season... But I am still proud of everyone's performance this season. We are not a rich team like the Kings. Not to win is to fail. We don't have that burden..."

In fact, Casas is right, he is not a player who deliberately promotes himself.

Although the bamboo basket was empty at the end of this season, the performance of Sarria players is indeed better than last season.

Last season, Sarria finally qualified for the Europa League. That is because last season, Sarria only needed to concentrate on the domestic league.

This season, Sarria fought on two fronts, reaching the quarter-finals in the Europa League, and is currently ranked eighth in the domestic league.

This performance is even better than that of Valentia - this team, which is stronger on paper than Sarriah, finished fourth in the league last season and qualified for the Champions League. This season's Champions League has reached the quarter-finals, but is currently ranked tenth in the league, still two points behind Sarri.

"...I know there are some voices outside that say we have no more desires. I don't agree with this statement. It is true that the next last round of the league, no matter what the result is, cannot change the result of our season. But It’s not that we have to have some kind of European qualification. We’ve performed so well this season, if we get kicked on the ground at the Crown Stadium in the last round...it wouldn’t look good, would it?”

Casas spread his hands, revealing his thoughts.

"So this last round of the league, we are not wanting nothing, we have a purpose. After such a good season, God arranged for us to play the curtain call at the King's home court in the last round. I think it is very good. ...and at such a critical time, our performance can even determine the ownership of the league championship...What an honor, gentlemen. So I think if we can show a good performance in this game, then we will definitely give this A great season and a great memory."

Having said that, Casas said solemnly: "So I hope you, gentlemen, can understand - this is definitely not a game without desires! Our desire is very simple, that is to do everything possible to destroy the King's Feast and celebration! Showing what we're capable of, to close out an amazing season and start a new one!"

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"Casas really said that? A good start to the new season?"

Yong Jun keenly grasped the key information, he asked Zhang Qinghuan.

Zhang Qinghuan nodded: "Well, he really said so."

"Ha, then I can rest assured." Yong Jun laughed when he heard this. "Before I was worried that Casas would leave the team. After all, he has done a good job in Sarria in the past two seasons, and he may be poached... He is indeed a good head coach, and he is very suitable for Sarria The most important thing is that he likes you quite a bit, ha! Now that he says that the new season is off to a good start, it means that for him, the new season has already started, which means that at least next season he will continue to stay In Sarria."

"Yes. After hearing what he said, everyone was very excited." Zhang Qing laughed and said, "I cheered on the spot. Torado also told me that he wished that tomorrow would be the game against the king, but when he thought of it He will be disappointed if he has to wait another day..."

Yong Jun clapped his hands and said with a smile: "So, Hu Lai and their league champions are guaranteed double insurance!"

"No, no, no." Zhang Qinghuan shook his fingers repeatedly, "Uncle Yong, don't say that we are fighting for that **** Hu Lai. We are fighting for ourselves. It's just that we happen to be sworn enemies in the same city, and we don't want to see Catalan United won the championship. So..."

Zhang Qinghuan spread his hands.

"...That **** Hu Lai took advantage of it."

"You're right. By the way."

"If Hu Lai really wins the championship, how many meals do you think he should treat me to, Uncle Yong, in order to repay the kindness he owes me?"

"Ha, it doesn't matter if I say it, I suggest you ask Hu Lai directly."

Zhang Qinghuan glanced at the phone that had turned off the screen, rubbed his chin~lightnovelpub.net~ and finally decided: "Let's talk about it when he really wins the championship! Looking for him now always feels like standing." Ah, you won the championship Invite me to dinner!' Then this kid might beat me to death for not winning the championship..."

Yong Jun laughed loudly: "He's not that stingy anymore!"

Zhang Qinghuan himself was also amused, he waved his hand, and then said sincerely: "In short...it's really an amazing season..."

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Li Qingqing and Hu Lai looked at the cell phone that had not moved, and she said, "Your trick didn't work, Hu Lai."

Hu Lai clicked his tongue: "Forget it. Butcher Zhang won't eat hairy pigs after he dies! Sure enough, we must unswervingly follow the path of independence!"

"You're just a slut!"

"Hey, you mean me? Then who came up with an excited face just now?" Hu Lai picked up his chopsticks again, "Eat and eat! Whatever it is, we'll see you in the afternoon the day after tomorrow!" (To be continued)