Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 378

"You can let him rest."

Conte nodded slightly on the sidelines and gave instructions to his younger brother.

Scoring three goals in 58 minutes, as a rookie's first debut, it is already perfect.

Gianluca Conte nodded slightly and turned to look at the young man on the bench.

The members of the first team have basically appeared, and the rest of the time can be handed over to the hopeful star of the youth training team:

"Scott, Kennedy, Tomori, all three of you go warm up!"
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Warm up time 3 minutes.

When the three teenagers under the age of 20 were full of hope and ready to show their talents on the field, there was another loud cheer in the stands of Stamford Bridge.

"LI~~~~POLO!!!"

Even the sound of the live broadcast was covered by the cheers all over the sky!
The free kick taken by David Luiz was accurately smashed into the net by Lee Polo, who jumped high in the crowd!

7: 1!

He staged a big four in 16 minutes!
"Crash!"

When Li Polo was replaced, the coaches headed by Conte and the players headed by Cahill all stood up and gave him the most orderly applause.

As for the La Masia duo who clearly targeted him in the first half, they jumped off the stands impatiently, one handed a towel, the other a drink, and enthusiastically sent praises, as if they had always been Lee Polo most loyal supporter.

Lee Polo is very gracious and does not refuse anyone.

Sitting in the first row of the coach's bench, he pointed to his thigh:

"Exerting too much force, I have a little cramp."

[Too much deception? ! 】

Pedro couldn't help but widen his eyes and bit his lip.

[More than 1000 years ago, the Arabs destroyed the Kingdom of Spain, but the proud Spaniards endured humiliation for hundreds of years before regaining the glory of their ancestors. I can do it today! 】

【Wake up!As long as you bow your head today, you will completely lose the dignity of a man!You can no longer hold your head up at Chelsea! 】

In Pedro's mind, there was still a fierce storm of thoughts, and Fabregas on the other side had already betrayed his teammates.

"Is it here? I'll press it for you!"

Fabregas stretched out his hands generously and pressed hard on Li Polo's left leg.

Looking at the old friend with a smile on his face, Pedro was shocked, as if he knew this teammate who played together for the first time in 20 years.

【Cesc, where's your dignity? 】

【You are so groveling just to stay in Chelsea?is it worth it 】

Before he could get an answer, he was knocked out of position by Marcos Alonso who squeezed in from behind.

The Real Madrid youth trainee, who was young and popular, sat down next to Li Polo with a smile, and pressed down with both hands skillfully:
"Brother, I will rely on you for my assist bonus in the future!"

Feeling the soreness from his legs, Li Poluo nodded in satisfaction:

"As long as we are sincere and united, we can make the club pay bonuses to bankruptcy!"

Fabregas, who is the assist leader in the team, had his eyes shining and nodded again and again:
"Yes, yes! With you here, I will definitely be the European assist leader this season! Slam De Bruyne and Eriksson!"

——Ding Ding and Cupid were the top two in the assist list last season.

Looking at the two Spanish compatriots surrounded by Li Polo, one left and one right, Pedro felt so regretful that his intestines were green!

[Let you rather die than surrender!Let your man's dignity!Are you okay now?
Li Poluo's two thighs were pressed, what should I do? 】

He glanced at Li Poluo, who was covered in a big man, and stamped his feet vigorously.

New season... See you on the bench!
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In the first half, doing nothing was like sleepwalking, but in the second half, he scored 16 goals in only 4 minutes. Lee Polo once again proved that he is the king of traffic with his dramatic performance!
Even if it's just a warm-up match, I can support the sports reporters in the entire city of London!
"Chelsea swept Fulham 9:2! 1.8 million new aid conquered the Blue Bridge!"

"16 goals in 4 minutes! The No. 1 king is at Stamford Bridge!"

"Forty thousand fans stood up: he is Drogba + Torres!"

"Cesc Fabregas is ecstatic: I am the European assist leader in the new season!"

"Pedro is convinced: he is the real goal machine!"

"Conte smiled slightly: I'm already lying down! Li Polo, come slowly!"

……

Lee Polo is sitting in a luxurious nightclub in the city of London after an exciting friendly match.

Although the nighttime entertainment in Spain is very rich, Lee Polo, who has always been strict and self-disciplined, really seldom goes to drink, but spends more time on special training for devils.

This time, of course, he did not do it voluntarily, but team captain Cahill and vice-captain Azpilicueta dragged him into the box from left to right.

"This is our traditional Chelsea culture, you can't destroy our tradition!"

Hearing the reasons of the two captains being so confident, even if they were as strong as Li Poluo, it was hard to lose face, so they could only sit in the C position surrounded by everyone.

Cahill was the first to raise his glass:

"Today is the first meeting of the new season. Let's make an exception and drink a little wine. Of course, if someone comes to the aunt, we will not force him!"

Amidst bursts of laughter, more than 20 people drank it all in one gulp.

I saw Cahill raised his glass for the second time, this time completely towards Li Polo:

"I drank too fast just now, I haven't finished my words yet! First glass of wine, let's welcome the Spanish and European champions first!"

"Yeah~~~"

Everyone immediately raised their glasses and gulped down.

Cahill then turned the glass to Caballero and Rudiger:

"Our Argentinian and German friends are also welcome! In the Chelsea dressing room, two new national flags will be added!"

Before Rudiger could understand his English, someone pressed his head and drank three glasses of wine. Fortunately, most Germans can drink well. Not only did they not feel pressured, but they licked their lips unsatisfied.

After three glasses of wine, everyone was seated one after another, and Fabregas almost couldn't wait to get to Li Polo's side:

"Bro, although I haven't been in the team for a long time, I sincerely welcome you to join us!"

Although Li Polo looked down on his character in his previous life, as the saying goes, "reach out and don't hit a smiling face", looking at Fabregas who tried his best to hide his inner worries, Li Polo still accepted his overtures , clinked glasses with him.

[I'm not a messenger of justice, it's not my turn to uphold justice for Arsenal and Wenger! 】

Li Poluo didn't drink immediately, but said lightly:
"Play football well with me, and I can lead you to create a real fantasy dynasty!"

Fabregas nodded again and again, raised his neck and suffocated!
Then Azpilicueta, Alonso, Pedro, William, Moses...all looked at this side eagerly.

【Cesc Fabregas, haven't you finished talking yet? 】

[Quickly get down and change! 】

Looking at the eyes of his teammates who were about to get hot, Li Boluo couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Even if my recovery ability is 10 times stronger, I still can't deal with these wolf-like men!
He had no choice but to raise his cup and signal to everyone:

"I almost never drank alcohol when I was in Valencia. I was very happy today and only drank three glasses as an exception. The new season has started, and I don't want to be drunk to affect the team's performance, so this is the last drink tonight. !"

Seeing his resolute attitude, the others were too embarrassed to come closer.

Seeing that he had saved his stomach, Li Polo hadn't breathed a sigh of relief when he heard someone whistle:
"Hey~"

After only a few seconds, the door of the box was slowly opened.

"Den, Deng, Deng..."

Accompanied by the sound of high-heeled shoes, dozens of round, fat, swallow and thin figures walked in.

Fabregas smiled:
"Bro, you pick two first?"

(End of this chapter)