I am Quaresma

The distance between Aveiro and Porto is less than 80 kilometers, and the bus only takes about an hour.

On the team bus back to Porto, Quaresma sat next to Pepe.

"Thanks, brother!" Quaresma said to Pepe, not without emotion.

Pepe looked at Quaresma indifferently, as if he had done nothing.

"What are you talking about, don't act like a woman! And that bastard really deserves a beating!"

Looking at Pepe's appearance, you can tell that he is used to righteousness. In his opinion, this is just a trivial matter, and he doesn't even take it to heart.

Quaresma nodded unobtrusively, and he will keep this matter in mind.

At this time, Meirelles, who was sitting in front, came over to Quaresma with a smile and said, "You have won the best player of the game, aren't you going to invite us to a nightclub to celebrate?"

That's right, because of the amazing performance of one pass and one shot, Quaresma won the best player in the Portuguese Super Cup.

But the problem is, Quaresma doesn't understand, why go to a nightclub to celebrate after winning the best player?

Just as he was about to ruthlessly refuse, he suddenly found that his teammates were staring at him with hungrily eyes. The sense of horror almost made Quaresma pee.

I want to cry but have no tears, it seems that I can't even think about it.

But this doesn't seem to be something unacceptable, I haven't been to a nightclub yet.

It is said that there are many ragged ladies and sisters in that magical place...

And, just take it as a thank you to Pepe!

So Quaresma hesitated, and finally nodded.

Because Del Neri sat in the front, Postiga could only whisper in series, and finally determined the list of nightclubs-Postiga, Pepe, Bosingwa, Diego, Meirelles, Valente and France Bianno...

Fabiano hadn't planned to go. The guy's original plan was to go home and enjoy the new show, but Meirelles forced him to join in. He looked aggrieved and coy, as if he had been wronged a lot. of.

When the bus arrived at the team base, everyone disbanded on the spot. After Del Neri left, a few guys screamed strangely and were completely liberated.

"Let's go, let's go to the jazz bar. I haven't been there for a long time. I really miss the intoxicating taste in it!" Valente said, showing an uncontrollable urgent expression, as if already intoxicated by the jazz bar. in your own imaginary world.

Quaresma definitely didn't understand, and was about to respond habitually, but before he could open his mouth, he noticed the extremely disdainful attitude of the guys around him.

"No, the jazz bar is full of aunts, and the lowest age group is also at the level of milfs. We don't like that!" Bosingwa retorted extremely tiredly.

Several people put aside Valente and began to study, while Valente muttered aggrievedly: "Why is aunt bad?"

Quaresma looked at Valente in surprise, astonished, it turns out that you have such a strong taste.

"Let's go, go to the club, there are many schoolgirls there! Super positive!"

As an experienced nightclub man, Bosingwa said his suggestion without hesitation, and his tone did not allow anyone to refute.

Several other people couldn't help but shine their eyes when they thought of the extravagant scene in the club.

Only Quaresma is very easy-going and calm-he has never been there anyway.

As a face-saving person, Quaresma wanted to ask the off-site hotline for help. How can he pretend to be a nightclub veteran?

To put it an exaggeration, many players spend more time hanging out in nightclubs than they sprint on the court.

If you let them know that you haven't been to a nightclub, wouldn't you be laughed at by them?

The distance is not very far, but you can't walk there, who knows if there are any paparazzi on the roadside to take pictures of them,

Had an all-night party at the Porto players' bar hit the headlines the next day, Del Neri would have killed them all.

Just to be careful, a few teammates who lived nearby quickly ran home to pick up their cars, and then everyone drove to this bar that was unanimously respected by everyone.

Quaresma walked into the nightclub with several animals, the dim and beautiful lights, the loud music, and the thighs that shook people's eyes. Although it was a bit different from Quaresma's imagination, there was something No problem, there are many young ladies here.

Sure enough, it was right.

Sitting in the booth, drinking low-strength cocktails, occasionally standing up and twisting to the music, the atmosphere is very happy.

But this is obviously not everyone's main purpose, but just an appetizer.

When the atmosphere is out, it's time to hook up with the young lady!

"Wow! That figure is good, don't compete with me!" Postiga said with bright eyes.

Soon, Postiga, who had found the target, successfully hooked up with the young lady with sweet words, and brought it back to show off to everyone.

Now that someone has set an example, there is no need for everyone to be cautious, so they start to act independently.

Although Quaresma was a little nervous, in order to show the appearance of a veteran, he still forced himself to talk to girls.

"Hi, beauty! Your dress is so beautiful." Locking on the target, the back view made people want to commit crimes.

"Thank you, I also think my skirt is very beautiful." The beautiful back turned around, but it made Quaresma terrified, "But I'm sorry, I'm a man."

Quaresma was dumbfounded. He never thought that he would meet a big guy in women's clothes here.

How did you have the courage to go out dressed like this?

Can't afford it! Can't afford it!

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Quaresma backed away again and again, terrified.

At this time, a girl next to him saw Quaresma's distressed appearance, and suddenly smiled, with white teeth, red lips, curved eyelashes, and eyes that seemed to discharge electricity.

If it was changed to other times, Quaresma might be obsessed for a while, but after being so frightened just now, Quaresma still has lingering fears.

This girl, I'm afraid she's not another big guy in women's clothing, right?

The evidence is convincing, there is a black ribbon around her fair neck, and the small ornaments look very beautiful, but Quaresma thinks that his purpose of doing this should be to cover the Adam's apple!

Just when Quaresma was about to evacuate tactically, the girl suddenly stretched out her hand, obviously inviting Quaresma to dance with her. Unexpectedly, there was a crowd on the dance floor. The girl was squeezed, lost her center of gravity, and involuntarily moved toward Quaresma rushed over and directly embraced Quaresma's arms.

The horror and worry disappeared instantly, and he was sure that this was an out-and-out girl, because he felt the softness of the girl's chest.

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