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Chapter 84 Kick South Korea

L’Equipe: [Fourteen-year-old Argentinean Chen Mo made a stunning debut at the World Youth Championship!]

Japan's Tokyo Sports News: [Stop the ball with his back and pass the ball. Chen Mo's unparalleled offensive creativity is worth learning from all our players!]

British Sun: [Defense is equally important, Chen Mo, a young man who is unique in Argentina’s gorgeous football!]

Dragon Kingdom Sports Morning News: [Horse hoof disease in the spring breeze! The 14-year-old dragon-born youngster is showing off at the World Youth Championship!]

Spanish newspaper Marca: [If you don’t know what a real genius is, I suggest you come and watch Chen Mo play live!]

News is flying all over the sky!

The World Youth Championship is an international event, and the attention is much higher than the previous cup competition organized by Nike and Mercedes-Benz. In addition, the World Cup qualifiers are in full swing around the world, and people's interest in football has once again been raised to a higher level.

If the previous games only allowed Chen Mo to register with the coaches and scouts of major clubs, then this goal in the World Youth Championship let fans all over the world know that Argentina has such a talented young player!

However, compared to fans from other countries, Korean fans seem a little unhappy. To be precise, they are angry, unparalleled anger.

South Korea's Dong-A Newspaper: [Out of jealousy, Argentina coach Pekerman denied Park Ji-sung's amazing talent, but he will pay the price for his arrogance in the game two days later! Park Ji-sung will use his strength to prove who is the best

A true genius!]

As one of the host countries for next year's World Cup in Japan and South Korea, South Korea's domestic enthusiasm for football is unprecedentedly high, and since it has snatched half of the World Cup hosting rights from Japan, their self-confidence has also swelled.

Ever since, due to the speech at the end of the interview and the instigation of the news media, Chen Mo, Pekerman and the Argentina national youth team have almost become public enemies. All Koreans are looking forward to the South Korean team beating Argentina in two days.

Beheaded by a horse!

Meanwhile, Barcelona.

The sun was shining brightly, on the second-floor balcony of a small villa with a garden. Ona leaned on the railing with her arms, chewing an apple in her mouth, and looked at Keli, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the computer and working on the computer.

"I said, why don't you go take a nap first, and then get up and start working on this damn website? You've been up all night."

Wearing a cool little dress, with a golden chicken head on her head, and two big dark circles on her face, Keli looked haggard, but her expression was very excited. Her little head shook like a rattle: "Immediately, immediately! Just wait for me for a while!"

Come and see!”

Keli waved her hands excitedly, Ona threw the apple core into the trash can, walked to the computer desk and leaned down. What came into view was a website, with the ball sliding past the defensive player in the background, and black hair flying.

A photo of Chen Mo swinging his arms and thrusting forward quickly from the other side.

"Wow! Where did you find this photo? So handsome!"

Ona was very excited and pulled over the bench to sit down. Keli crossed her legs on the computer chair, turned the chair and smiled: "There are many photos on the Internet, but they are all fragmented and difficult to find, so I am going to put the photos about Xiao Mo

There are also some videos that have been collected together, and now those fans can find all the information about Xiao Mo just by entering my website."

"Is this possible? I thought the computer could only listen to music and play Minesweeper."

Ona looked very surprised, but Keli patted Fang Fang's monitor and said with a smile: "This big guy can do things far longer than you think, eh, eh, eh! The click rate in the background has increased!"

"What's the meaning?"

"It means someone has visited my website! There are other people looking for Xiaomo's information on the Internet!"

"Really?!"

excited!

The two little lolita sat obediently in front of the computer, watching the numbers slowly beating in the background, their eyes full of anticipation.

It lasted more than half an hour. Ona rubbed her shoulders and got up to pour some water, "Would you like some juice?"

"I want orange flavor."

"You are so picky. But, Keli, can we communicate with them? I really want to get to know them! If we tell them that we study with Xiao Mo every day, they will definitely be envious!"

"Communication? You mean chat room? Let me think about it."

Keli was stunned, moved a large hard-cover book on the table to her crossed legs, and searched line by line in the catalog.

"Chat room chat room."

Ona put the mixed juice on the table, looked at her with her chin, and muttered: "But, compared to those strangers, I think it is more interesting to communicate with classmates in school. Maybe there are many of you."

What about this handsome guy who doesn’t usually talk to strangers, but actually likes football very much?!”

"You're a guy who only thinks about handsome guys. You're hopeless!"

"Hey, do you think everyone is as lucky as you? Do you know that other girls would be so jealous of you and Xiao Mo being together every day? Hey, it makes me laugh when I talk about this. That guy from the next class

Do you still remember Claudia? I heard someone say that she studied mathematics very seriously before, just to take your position and be in the same group as Xiao Mo and Leon. However, after finally getting good grades, Xiao Mo and his club stopped caring about their grades.

"

"Okay, okay, I'm not his girlfriend. It's like I have something to do with him." Keli pursed her lips, and Ona raised her chin and joked: "Ah, a duplicitous woman.

Let me tell you, if you meet a boy you like, just chase him, you will only have a crush like this."

"Oh, stop talking! Now, what kind of chat room do you want? I can try to research it."

"Chatting is not the key! The key is the handsome guys living nearby, you know? It's best to let them write down their personal information, such as where they live, how old they are, hehehe."

".You, a pervert, are completely hopeless."

.

The wonderful passing of the ball and the amazing speech at the press conference caused a stir in the outside world.

Chen Mo didn't pay much attention to the news media. Since entering the training camp, he has entered the sage mode and handed over his mobile phone to Pekelman for safekeeping. Unless there was something wrong with his relatives and friends, he would not listen to anything outside the window.

But Chen Mo didn't care, but others were different.

"These arrogant Koreans, why do they think they can kick us? Xiao Mo, we have to teach them a lesson!"

In the next dormitory, Saviola was reading the newspaper with a very disdainful expression. Chen Mo sat on the balcony and grilled meat and said with a smile: "Why bother with them? Our goal is to win the championship, okay?"

"Oh, you are so fierce when you compete, but you are like a good gentleman at ordinary times."

D'Alessandro rolled his eyes with a smile. Chen Mo put the barbecue on the plate, brought it into the room and placed it on the small table. He smiled and said: "I just have a tough style of play, not a fool. With our strength, except for the World Youth Championship, there are almost no players."

There may be an intersection with the Korean team, which means that after this competition, we may never meet the Korean team again in this life, so why bother with their clamor."

"You talk the same thing, no, you have to listen to me this time! Big head, don't you think so? We have to help Xiao Mo." Saviola was unhappy, glared at Chen Mo, and then rushed to Datou.

Alessandro waved: "If Xiao Mo plays in the game tomorrow, we can try the trick we used in training."

"That move?"

"Yes, teach the Koreans a lesson!"

D'Alessandro and Chen Mo raised their eyebrows, and Saviola nodded seriously. The former thought for a moment and then nodded: "Okay, but the premise is that the boss lets Xiao Mo play. After all, the Koreans have been angered, so it is very possible for him to play.

It will hurt."

"Then don't worry. Anyway, if we play, we'll do it this way. What do you think, Xiao Mo!"

Chen Mo smiled and shrugged: "It's all up to you."

(End of chapter)