Chapter 92: It's just luck

　　 "Do you say that Ricardo can get the phone?" Merelais stroked his forehead, his expression very suspicious.
　　Postiga nodded, but shook his head again, not knowing what he wanted to express.
　　And said Quaresma walked to a few beautiful girls in the cattle...and her son, although he held a good mind, but suddenly talked up, he was still a bit worried, after all, this is not a vain nightclub.
　　 But after looking at the little boy, Quaresma suddenly had an idea.
　　 "Children look so smart!" Quaresma smiled and praised.
　　At this time, the young woman looked up at Quaresma, and Quaresma could see her face only at close range.
　　The skin is tender and tender, and I wish I could pop up the water. It doesn’t look like it was like having a baby. It’s really well maintained!
　　 "Of course I am very clever, kindergarten teachers say so!" The little boy said proudly when he heard praise and raised his chin.
　　 Quaresma pouted with a smile, "How about your uncle taking a test?"
　　 "Come on!" The little boy's tail was about to lift to the sky.
　　 "What if you are lost alone?" Quaresma asked, pretending to think about it.
　　 The little boy answered without thinking: "Call mother, or find the police uncle!"
　　Quaresma was happy, and he was hooked.
　　 "You are so young, remember your mother's phone?" Quaresma asked, pretending not to believe.
　　 "Of course I know, 9356691588, this is not hard for me, I remembered when I was three!" The little boy looked forward, waiting to be praised by Quaresma.
　　Good boy!
　　 Sold your mother so easily!
　　Quaresma almost laughed out loud, reaching for the top of the little boy's head, and praised, "You are so smart!"
　　Since he succeeded, Quaresma did not stay too much, smiled at the young woman, then turned and left, and returned to a few animals.
　　 "Sister, that uncle said I was also very smart, only you always say I am a fool!"
　　 After Quaresma left, he did not hear what the little boy said to the young woman, otherwise he would regret his death.
Several animals couldn’t help but applaud Quaresma. Although they didn’t hear the specific conversation between them, they could see that Quaresma had a different way. They started from the children. Learned a trick.
　　Sister with only a little boy turned to look at Quaresma's back.
　　 "Is that Quaresma?"
　　 "Why does he want my mother's phone?"
　　......
　　 On the second day, Quaresma came to the training ground early again, warmed up in advance, and then continued to practice his low-foot pass from the outside of the outside foot, wanting to fully grasp it and become another killer of his own.
　　 lack of offensive means, the opponent can easily make targeted defense, but if the offensive means is abundant, then the opponent must be squandered.
　　 While Quaresma was practicing seriously, a young figure suddenly appeared on the training ground.
Quaresma doesn't know each other, but looking at the opponent's green face, he can probably guess that it is nothing more than a young player transferred from the youth training camp. He adds to the first team to follow the training. If the coach is optimistic, maybe Being able to get a little playing time to exercise, as to whether it can gain a foothold in the first team, then it depends on the performance of the small players themselves.
　　 Quaresma raised his hand and said hello. After all, he was also considered an opponent. Quaresma felt that he should be a little friendly.
　　 But to Quaresma's surprise, the young players were completely indifferent in the face of their greetings and turned away with impoliteness.
　　 Somehow, Quaresma was completely puzzled.
　　 It's just an unknown pawn, he didn't put it in his heart completely, he didn't think much about it, he continued to start his practice.
　　 and other teammates all came to the training base. When the training preparation began, Captain Costa began to introduce new people to everyone.
　　 "Santos, Ricardo Santos, is a young player trained by our youth training camp, and officially entered the first team from today, everyone should take care of it!"
　　Santos walked to the team before, with an expressive expression on his face. Although he didn't say anything, the confident look was full of vitality.
　　 It turns out that this guy is also called Ricardo, and has a name for himself.
　　 Quaresma couldn't help but touch his chin, thoughtfully.
　　Although there is no positive conflict, from the performance of the morning, this guy seems to be a bit hostile to himself, and he doesn't know where he caused him.
　　 Is it because of the name?
　　 This little guy won't be in second grade to two, because two people have the same name and are not happy with themselves?
　　 "Bright sword, only one of us can survive, only one can be called Ricardo!"
　　 This is the picture from Quaresma's brain supplement, and it made him laugh with a puff.
　　 During the next training, Quaresma knew that the little guy Santos actually played with himself.
Due to the injury of Del Lay, the right winger did not have a substitute, so Adrian Sei transferred the youth team’s Santos to the first team~EbookFREE.me~ temporarily made Quaresma’s substitute, although Porto can turn in the winter Buying a player during the session, but Da Costa may feel that it is better to promote young players.
　　 But Quaresma still can't figure out why this guy is hostile to himself.
　　 In fact, young people are always likely to be arrogant and feel that the world is just like this, and they can be dominated by themselves, just like Santos in front of them.
　　He doesn't think how strong Quaresma is, it's just a little skill, can show a little bit of life, as a professional player, who hasn't had two games?
　　 Change yourself, you can do it yourself!
　　If you let him play, he will definitely perform better than Quaresma.
　　 Therefore, he felt that Quaresma's existence blocked his way to becoming a superstar. After all, it was not so easy for him to grab a class and seize power.
　　 Only then would he be very hostile to Quaresma.
　　 Competition in the same position on the team is normal, but most of it is a benign competition, and Quaresma did not even think about it in this regard.
　　 During the technical and tactical exercise, the main substitute was divided into two sets, and Santos was naturally assigned to the substitute side.
　　 An unhappy grumble, as if to say that the head coach favors Quaresma and doesn't give newcomers a chance, it's almost like a complaint.
　　Quaresma has just used his personal technical breakthrough to successfully score a wonderful single-handed ball. Both teammates and the coach on the sidelines couldn't help but applaud Quaresma, heartily admiring.
　　However, this made Santos even more upset.
　　 "It's just good luck, I can do anything good, and I can do better than him!"
　　 With jealousy and discomfort in his expression, Santos couldn't help but belittle Quaresma.