C Ronaldo begged me not to naturalize, Yosi was so envious that he cried

The new season is coming to an end.

After all the matches of the 17th round of Ligue 1 came to an end, fans found that Paris Saint-Germain, which was once the only team in Ligue 1, was falling further and further behind the top two.

In this round, Nice and Monaco both won and took all three points. However, as the former big brother, Paris Saint-Germain's luck was not so good. Even at home, they could not beat the visiting Rennes.

It has to be said that Rennes, as the fourth in the league, still has a little bit of strength, and even Paris Saint-Germain cannot underestimate them.

Although the league rankings have not changed much after this round, the gap between them has become more and more disparate. If Paris Saint-Germain cannot find its form, it will become more and more difficult to grab points in the second half.

At this time, Monaco's strength was recognized by more and more fans, and everyone began to take this team that was not optimistic at the beginning of the season seriously.

Because no one could have imagined that after selling four core players at the beginning of the season, Monaco could still be so competitive.

《Wolf, Come!》

"At the beginning of the season, there was such a team that was not optimistic about anyone, because their senior vampires sold all the four core players in the team at a high price in order to gain benefits, and also gave 5 million euros to the trusted pot-fixer Jardim, generously letting him squander it at will!

But something that no one expected happened, that is, such a poor pot-fixer seemed to be chosen by the goddess of luck, and several consecutive transfers all made him bet on the team.

Benjamin Mendy, Falcao, Glick, Sidibe, Jonas Leiming... ....They are cheap, but surprisingly useful.

Not only that, the team has also dug out talented players like Mbappe.

A tattered team with a patched lineup, they are like a group of unclaimed lone wolves gathered together under the leadership of Jardim, the wolf king, charging towards the honor of Ligue 1.

All teams please be careful, this time the wolf is really coming. "

After the game, there was such a report that became a little popular among the fans. Jardim was reading the report in the office, and a smug smile appeared on his lips.

Monaco's luck was so good that even he, the head coach, had not reacted yet.

Even the winning streak has made his ambitions even more inflated. He feels that even the league championship can be touched. With the current team's performance, even the cute big-eared cup of the Champions League can be imagined.

In a very good mood, he came to the window and looked at the training ground below. Today, the players only trained for one morning, and they were allowed to relax in the afternoon. However, at this time, he still saw that the hardest-working players in the team were still doing extra training for themselves.

Mbappe and Lei Ming were doing shooting training.

At the edge of the penalty area, a long row of training balls were placed in front of Mbappe. He stood with his hands on his waist and looked at Lei Ming who was ready for battle, with a smirk on his lips.

"Come on, let me see how many you can score!"

Unexpectedly, it was Lei Ming who couldn't wait even more than him.

Lei Ming clapped his hands and shouted.

Then there was a muffled sound of "bang~bang~bang" from the stadium.

Jardim saw that Mbappe was like a shooting robot, constantly shooting at the football in front of him, while Lei Ming in front of the goal was constantly dodging and moving high and low, blocking the opponent's balls one after another.

But perhaps because there were too many balls, he sometimes couldn't react at all, which led to the goal.

However, Mbappe shot a total of 15 balls, but only scored three goals, which is really unbelievable.

In just one month, Lei Ming's progress can be described as huge. With this ability, it is no wonder that the recent team makes him feel full of security.

This kid even surprised him more than the demon star Mbappe. If he can continue to grow, maybe he will become Buffon in Ligue 1.

Looking at the two people who took the initiative to practice on the court, his mouth corners rose even more.

The two people in front and behind are like his babies, making him love them.

In the training ground.

Although he scored three goals, Mbappe still hugged his head in frustration, saying that he had no face to face his parents.

This scene was really not very harmful, but extremely insulting, so that he, who was always proud, couldn't help but look at Lei Ming who was walking slowly like a pervert.

"Brother, the coach is watching, why don't you give me a break? Where can I put my face? You've ruined my reputation!"

Mbappe complained, looking like he had lost all hope in life.

Lei Ming took a sip of sports drink and smiled, "Don't tell me I didn't give you a chance. Ten penalties, less than three, you'll pay for dinner tonight."

Hearing this, Mbappe, who was a little discouraged, jumped up and said, "Hey, you said it, come on."

Free kicks are not good, so why should I be afraid of penalties!

Today he must let Lei Ming know that within the twelve yards, all are within the range of my little Mbappe.

After picking out ten training balls that he liked the most, Mbappe stood confidently in front of the twelve-yard penalty position, with his hands on his waist, feeling like he was about to dominate the world.

Easy, this is so easy.

Seeing that there was only a little space blocked by the opponent in front of the big goal frame, in Mbappe's eyes, these were all empty goals. With his shooting skills, he could easily score even with his eyes closed.

However, considering that Lei Ming was guarding the goal, he still planned to use the most reliable open-eye shooting.

After taking a deep breath and slightly raising his chest, Mbappe's originally cynical eyes suddenly became sharp. His eyes were fixed on the left position, running up, and shooting!

The football was shot out like a loaded cannonball.

"Bang~"

At that moment, Lei Ming was not confused by the opponent's eyes, and decisively jumped to the right, and then easily headed the ball out.

"Oh, no, this can be saved..."

"I don't believe it, come again..."

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

........

After completing all ten shots, Mbappe was depressed and lay on the ground, facing the yellow earth and didn't want to see anyone.

It's so embarrassing!

Ten shots, but only one goal was scored. What about the 12-point invincibility? Playing!

Brother, don't have face!

Not a human, not a human!

At this moment, Mbappe blushed because he was called a demon star, but he was dark enough that he didn't look blushing at all.

If he was considered a demon star, then Lei Ming could only be described as God!

"Hehe, Xiao Mu, remember to clean up the loser, I'm going to take a shower first!"

Looking at himself covered with grass debris, Lei Ming walked towards the locker room without looking back.

As a man with intuition, saving penalty kicks is even easier for him than free kicks. If he wasn't afraid of the opponent being hit, he could even save all ten of them. Letting him score one is already the biggest honor, no more.

If the arrogant Mbappe heard Lei Ming's inner voice, I wonder if he would find a piece of tofu to kill himself.