L'Equipe: [Fourteen-year-old Argentinean Chen Mo made a stunning debut at the World Youth Championship! 】
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 stands out under Argentina’s gorgeous football! 】
Longguo Sports Morning News: [Horse hoof disease in the spring breeze! The 14-year-old dragon-born youngster is making a name for himself in 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! 】
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 seemed a little unhappy. To be precise, they were 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 Smecta! Park Ji-sung will use his strength to prove who is the real 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!
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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 Kelly who was sitting cross-legged in front of the computer in the room.
"I said, why don't you go take a nap first, and then get up and do this damn... website? You stayed up all night."
Wearing a cool little dress, with a golden chicken cot 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! Wait for me a little longer..." Okay! 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 defender 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? It's 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 put 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 far more things than you think about, 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 in the background beating slowly, their eyes full of anticipation.
It lasted more than half an hour. Ona rubbed her shoulders and got up to pour some water. "Do you want some juice?"
"I want the orange flavor."
"You're 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? Are you talking about the chat room? Let me think about it..."
Keli was stunned for a moment. She 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 loves football?!”
"You're a guy who only thinks about handsome guys. You're hopeless!"
"Hey, do you think everyone has such good luck like you? Do you know that other girls will be so envious of you who spend time with Xiao Mo 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 math very seriously before, just to take your place in the same group as Xiao Mo and Leon, but finally her grades came up. 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 teased: "Ah, a duplicitous woman. Want to Let me tell you, if you meet a boy you like, just chase him. If you have a crush like this, you will only..."
"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, etc. Hehehe..."
"...You pervert is completely hopeless."
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The wonderful passing of the ball and the amazing speech at the press conference made the outside world agitated for a while.
Chen Mo didn't pay much attention to the news media. Since entering the training camp, he has entered the sage mode. His mobile phone has been given to Pekelman for safekeeping. Unless there is something wrong with his relatives and friends, he will not hear 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 grilling meat and said with a smile: "Why bother with them? Our goal is to win the championship, okay?"
"Oh, you're so fierce when you compete, but you're such a nice guy 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’s going to hurt.”
"Then don't worry. Anyway, if you play, this is what you'll do. What do you think, Xiao Mo!"
Chen Mo smiled and shrugged: "It's all up to you."
