i am quaresma

Chapter 125 My Outer Instep
"Oh, by the way, Ricardo, there is one more interesting thing that I have to tell you!" Mendes smiled a little mysteriously as he spoke.

Quaresma is very curious, it is rare to see Mendes' expression like this, what could happen?
"There is a technical college from Huaxia that wants you to be their spokesperson, with an annual income of 100 million yuan, and they only need to use the image, and they don't need you to shoot commercials or attend events."

Quaresma is confused.

Huaxia Institute of Technology?
Let yourself represent?

What's happening here?
"What's the name of that technical college?" Quaresma asked strangely.

Mendes blinked, "It seems to be called Lan Xiang"

lan xiang?

Lanxiang?

Quaresma was taken aback, and instantly understood what it meant.

It's that excavator school, have their tentacles extended to Portugal?
And why would they do their own endorsements?

Quaresma really couldn't understand the possibility of any connection between himself and Lan Xiang!
Seeing Quaresma's confusion, Mendes went on to say: "They want to use your image to match the text, probably-my outer instep can drive an excavator, so as to show that they teach excavator technology. clever!"

In an instant, the black line on Quaresma's head felt like it had been blasted by five thunders.

It's like thunder rolling in the sky!
I heard that the left foot can play the violin, but have you heard that the outer instep of the right foot can drive an excavator?

Are you asking me to level this sod?

Quaresma was completely speechless!
Seeing Quaresma like this, Mendes laughed even louder. There is no doubt that he took this incident as a joke to Quaresma.

Quaresma looked at Mendez, who was laughing heartlessly, and said angrily: "If another technical college in Huaxia comes to me, you promise them, and I will help them think of the advertisements." ——My outer instep can cook vegetables, as long as you dare to eat!"

Maybe it was a big victory, which completely vented their pent-up grief and anger, or maybe it was because the league championship was close at hand, Porto was like a wind-up toy, the power of the clockwork came to its full strength, and it emptied out, and it needed to be played again. Twist hard, and they can jump up again.

This is the case with young players, who always need fresh stimulation, and you never know whether he will be full of energy tomorrow, or listless and unable to arouse interest.

Porto, which is fighting with Sporting Lisbon this time, is in a completely different state from last week's battle against Benfica. I don't know if this is Benfica's misfortune or Lisbon's luck.

Of course, Porto did not behave in a panic, at least in the away game they also played a tie with Athletic Bisborne, and they did not lose the wind.

It is worth mentioning that Quaresma is not on the field now, but is sitting on the bench, watching the game anxiously like an ant on a hot pot.

No way, in order to ensure that there is no problem with Quaresma's physical condition, Adrianse put him on the bench again, and replaced Quaresma's starting position with Delle, who had just returned from injury, as the right side avant-garde.

Sporting is Quaresma's old club, and he was going to come back here and wow the fans at the Alvalade Stadium with his best performance, just like he once did.

However, sitting on the bench, he can't do anything.

If he had to choose between the team winning and playing by himself, he would definitely put the team's interests first.

But the problem is that there is no conflict between the team winning and playing by yourself, and there may even be a causal relationship-if you play and score yourself, it is very likely to bring Porto a victory.

The forward attack is not going well, and sooner or later he will play by himself, so Quaresma keeps telling himself not to worry.

Back at the Alvalade Stadium, Quaresma still couldn't help falling into the memory. Although this memory was not his own personal experience, it was still deeply imprinted in his mind, as if he had really experienced it. past.

From here he started his career, from a substitute to a main force to his rise to fame, he has left too many memories here.

This is where his dream started.

However, the Sporting Lisbon fans in the stands didn't seem to have any special affection for Quaresma. They didn't boo like other opponents, but they didn't welcome the wanderers home.

Na Quaresma didn't know what he meant to them,
Perhaps, it is really just a passerby!

This may also be the tragedy of the Portuguese Super League team. The superstars they have cultivated cannot be retained at all, and this small platform cannot bear their ambitions.

I left, Ronaldo left, and countless talented players also left.

The only ones left are those players who have no strength to gain a foothold in the top teams, or the old guys who have returned to their hometown after a lot of flowers.If the stars who have come out of Sporting Lisbon can stay here, do they also have a chance to win the Champions League?

Others don't say that the combination of himself and Ronaldo is enough to overwhelm any team's defense.

Of course, if it is always just an if, there is no possibility that it will become a reality.

Sporting Lisbon can't keep them!
Laughing at myself, maybe I am a little sentimental.

Since you're just passing by, let's smile contemptuously and make a good impression on each other.

In the 60 minutes of the second half, Quaresma got the chance to play,
In the first 60 minutes of the game, Porto still had nothing to do with Sporting Lisbon's goal.

Although this result is not unacceptable to Porto, if there is a chance to win, why not seize it?
Quaresma stood on the sidelines, waiting for Delley to switch places with him.

Looking around the stands, Quaresma found himself unusually calm, calm in his heart, as if he was playing the most ordinary game.

Smile slightly, there is nothing wrong with this mentality!

On his first touch with the ball, Quaresma created the deadliest danger with his superb stunts, almost breaking Sporting Lisbon's ball.

Under the cover of Bosingwa and Meireles, Quaresma dribbled the ball laterally from the right, walked to the middle, changed direction and passed Sporting Lisbon midfielder Moutinho, and suddenly dribbled forward, like a The sharp sword pierced the opponent's heart, and at the top of the arc in the penalty area, a ground-breaking long shot came.

All the actions before this were full marks. The only regret is that the goalkeeper Ricardo of Sporting Lisbon held the ball in his arms because the ball was shot too squarely. Unfortunately, he missed the goal.

Although they failed to score a goal, Quaresma's appearance made Sporting Lisbon unable to help but raise their vigilance, and the sudden force just now made them break out in a cold sweat, and they have not calmed down yet.

(End of this chapter)