Chapter 126 Casemiro's loan expires

In the end, Jiang Yuan's Team A lost the dinner life-and-death battle with a score of 1 goal behind.

"hateful!"

Casemiro sat down on the grass. According to the rules of the game, he could only drink water or sports drinks at night, which meant that he couldn't even drink Yakult at night!

Jiang Yuan and Neves looked towards the team cafeteria with a sense of loss in their eyes.

"Haha, why are they acting like they lost a real game?"

Klein looked at Lopetegui and asked the team's head coach his questions.

Klein had watched all of Porto's team training matches from the sidelines. Logically speaking, losing shouldn't be so painful. But now Casemiro, Jiang Yuan and others made Klein feel like he had lost the Champions League final!
Lopetegui looked at Jiang Yuan and was silent for half a minute. Finally, he said, "Jiang has improved the training desire of the entire team by himself. I am afraid that Jiang has become the spiritual pillar of our team!"

"Is that an exaggeration?"

Klein thought Lopetegui was joking, but looking at Lopetegui's expression, he didn't look like he was joking at all: "Hulun, are you serious? Such a young player can become the spiritual pillar of the team?"

Klein was talking on the side, but Lopetegui's eyes still did not move away from Jiang Yuan. He looked at Jiang Yuan who was sitting on the grass in frustration and answered Klein's question: "When a team feels regretful and blames themselves for losing a training match, this team will be invincible..."

Klein smacked his lips and was about to say something, but Torres downstairs noticed the two people watching the battle at the window and greeted them, "Mr. Hulun, Klein, why are you in the base? Isn't it a holiday today?"

After Torres finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to the office on the fourth floor. Because it was dark, Lopetegui and Klein standing by the window were not easily noticed.

But for some reason Torres saw it, and everyone noticed that there had been people watching the previous games.

Lopetegui, who was "caught", was strong and calm, raised his hand and said: "It's okay, you guys just continue, I'm just taking a look"

Neves ran over to complain to Lopetegui: "Sir, my long shot just now should have gone in, but I didn't. I feel very sorry for the team..."

Neves was really feeling uncomfortable, as a long shot from that position should have gone in, but Neves was too tense before meeting the ball and accidentally got the hitting point wrong, causing the ball to go wide. The consequence was that Team B would have to go hungry tonight!

After listening to Neves' words, Lopetegui first looked at Klein, and then shouted: "Reuben, this proves that you take the team to heart, train hard, and try not to let this situation happen in the game!"

Neves said with a determined expression: "Sir, I will definitely work hard to practice long-range shooting!"

"..."

After the life-and-death dinner battle, the first-team players gathered together to do some simple relaxation.

It is true that they are still acting together now, but after relaxing, the treatment of the players of the two teams is completely different, 9 people go to Meia-Nau to eat seafood soup and rice, and the remaining 9 people drink water.

Jiang Yuan, who was stretching the muscles on the front of his thigh, couldn't help but complain: "Captain, you are so abominable. How can you defend like this? Your head is about to touch me!"

"Ha ha!"

Quaresma laughed: "Jiang, Jackson didn't do anything, you can't say he committed a foul!"

Casemiro raised his hand: "Objection! Objection! I think this is a foul. Otherwise, I will learn from the captain in defending in the future. If the opponent's forward comes to grab the ball, I will just put my head in front of him!"

"Come closer? Carlos, you're not going to kiss the offensive player on the other side, are you? This is indeed not a foul!"

Fabiano put one foot on the back of Casemiro's thigh and used the strength of his body and toes to release Casemiro's muscle fascia.

Jiang Yuan sighed: "Okay, I proposed something, but I didn't expect that I would suffer in the end. Carlos, Reuben... and Juan..."

Jiang Yuan glanced at the members of Team A one by one and said apologetically, "Sorry, it's my problem!"

"Hey, don't say that!"

Neves, who was lying in front of Jiang Yuan, quickly stopped Jiang Yuan from talking: "The game we play is also fair in terms of grouping. No one is responsible. If we lose, we lose!"

Neves touched his stomach. Although he was very hungry, he knew that it was not Jiang Yuan's fault.

It was true that Jiang Yuan was the only one who came up with the idea for the game, but the nine of them lost together. The game itself should not be blamed, because the rules of the game were recognized by everyone.

In fact, the people who were blamed were the nine people who participated in the game but did not perform well.

Elton also said: "It's just skipping meals, it's no big deal, Jiang, your game is really fun. I'll participate next time, but let's make it clear that each team can only have one goalkeeper!"

Casemiro kicked Eltun and said: "You know you are useless!"

"What are you talking about? I'm the only one on our team who scored a goal. My role is more important than any of you!"

"Yes, yes, everything you said is right!"

Casemiro made a lot of sarcasm, but he didn't know if Elton understood the meaning behind it.

Martinez reached out to grab Jiang Yuan and said, "You must come with us to Meia-Nau later. We will eat and you will watch!"

Jiang Yuan rolled on the grass a few times to avoid Martinez's poisonous claws: "Captain! The game is over, do you still want to defend me? You are a forward, a forward!"

Martinez pouted to show his innocence to everyone, then turned to Jiang Yuan and said, "Okay, but you must come and watch us eat!"

"No no no!"

Before Jiang Yuan could refuse, Neves was the first to stand up: "I'm sorry, everyone. My mother asked me to go home. If I don't go back, she will scold me."

After saying that, Neves ran away.

Martinez and Quaresma looked at each other and said, "I remember that Ruben's mother doesn't live in Porto, right?"

Afterwards, Elton also said that he wanted to leave: "I have an appointment for psychological counseling tonight. If I don't go on time, I'm afraid I will breach the contract."

"what?"

Martinez frowned. “Didn’t you just finish counseling yesterday? Why do you have another one today?”

Elton blushed and explained, "Two days in a row, bye, don't worry, I'd be a jerk if I took a bite of my dinner!"

"..."

The final result was that all the members of Team A ran away. Jiang Yuan didn't know what to do, so Casemiro helped Jiang Yuan find an excuse: "Jiang and I have an appointment with the physiotherapist, so I'm afraid I can't accompany you!"

After saying that, Casemiro pulled Jiang Yuan and ran away.

All members of Team B: ???

……

Casemiro drove Jiang Yuan to the small town of Granja in Porto. The air in Granja was fresh and cool at night, with a breeze blowing from time to time, which made Jiang Yuan feel cool: "Carlos, the air here is really good. So you can take me to the football field opposite the town. There must be a lot of people there now!"

Casemiro parked his white Toyota on the side of the road and said to Jiang Yuan who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Jiang, you are really talented and you are still thinking about training. The sea breeze here is so comfortable, we should enjoy it!"

"enjoy?"

Jiang Yuan shrugged: "For me, training is more of a pleasure. Oh, by the way, do you have a football in your car?" "Why are you asking this?"

Casemiro frowned: "Of course I have, there are two in the trunk, I took them home to use..."

After hearing this, Jiang Yuan hurriedly got out of the car, fished out a football from the trunk, held it in his arms, and then sat back in the passenger seat with satisfaction.

Casemiro touched his head and said, "Mr. Hulun told me before that you have some strange habits. Today I have seen them. Have you ever seen a psychologist?"

Jiang Yuan fiddled with the No. 5 ball in his hand, saying that it was a training ball for Porto and that it was of average quality. "Carlos, is he a psychologist? I've been there, thank you for your concern."

Jiang Yuan touched his nose, his eyes somewhat evasive.

"All right!"

Casemiro stretched and motioned Jiang Yuan to get off the car and walk with him. Jiang Yuan was reluctant at first, but after Casemiro's repeated requests, he got off the car and walked along the beach with the football in his arms.

"Be careful not to throw my football into the sea"

Casemiro reminded that although the ball was not expensive, it would be a pity to lose it.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan threw the ball out, bounced it a few times, and picked it up again: "Don't worry, it's impossible to lose it. By the way, why do you suddenly want to take a walk on the beach? Shouldn't you go back to accompany your family?"

Jiang Yuan raised his doubts. Casemiro is different from him. The Brazilian's wife is in Porto. They got married only last year, so they should still be in the honeymoon period.

Casemiro glanced at Jiang Yuan with a look as if he wanted to speak. He licked his lips and finally closed his mouth again. It seemed that he was not very willing to speak.

"Carlos? What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yuan frowned. Casemiro should be an optimistic person. What's going on now?

"Jiang, I may be leaving. That is... I will leave after the season. I am a loan player from Porto. You should know this, right?"

Casemiro looked at Jiang Yuan, and Jiang Yuan looked at Casemiro, with a calm expression: "Oh, so that's what happened."

"What? Jiang, shouldn't you be very sad now?"

Seeing Jiang Yuan's calm look, Casemiro could no longer sit still.

Bro, where is the bond between us?
Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. According to his memory, Casemiro joined Porto on loan from Real Madrid last summer for one year, which means that Casemiro will return to Spain to play football at the end of this season.

"Carlos, I do feel bad. But shouldn't there be a buyout clause in your loan contract?"

Jiang Yuan raised the question in his mind. Many loaned players' contracts will have a buyout amount. If the player performs well during the loan period, the club that rents the player can pay money to force the player's transfer, which is the so-called "buyout."

Casemiro pouted: "My buyout amount is 1500 million euros"

"This amount should be appropriate. Doesn't Porto want to pay this money?"

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised. Casemiro's performance in Porto for nearly a season was amazing. It was definitely worth buying him out for 1 million euros.

"Porto is willing to buy me out for 1500 million euros, but there is a clause in my contract that Real Madrid can buy me back first for 750 million euros..."

After listening to what Casemiro said, Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched. It turned out that Real Madrid had such a trick up its sleeve. No wonder Porto didn't get Casemiro back then.

Talented players are really in high demand!
In this case, Jiang Yuan turned to comfort him: "Carlos, isn't it a good thing to return to Real Madrid? You will be able to play in the top five leagues!"

Jiang Yuan smiled. If he were to transfer to Real Madrid, he would be so happy that he would not have time to show his happiness. How could he be as depressed as Casemiro?

Casemiro said unhappily: "I just can't bear to leave you and Reuben. You two are really interesting. I like being friends with you...but I always feel that I am just a loaned player and not your real teammate."

Casemiro's voice became softer and softer, and the words seemed a little corny.

"..."

Jiang Yuan was speechless and could only hug Casemiro tightly.

"Jiang, do you have a lot to say to me? Just say it, I'm listening."

Jiang Yuan patted Casemiro's sturdy back and said, "You are in Spain and I am in Portugal. Aren't we still neighbors?"

Casemiro was stunned: "Jiang, I think what you said makes sense, but I can't play football with you anymore. Without me sweeping and intercepting in the backcourt, will you be beaten?"

"What!?"

Jiang Yuan broke free from Casemiro's arms: "I think you should be more careful. If we meet on the court, you won't even know how I shook you off!"

As they walked, Casemiro and Jiang Yuan came to a busy street in the town. The Portuguese did not have the habit of working at night, so the only restaurants still open here were some Chinese restaurants.

Looking at a Chinese couple cooking in the kitchen, which was Jiang Yuan's favorite sweet and sour pork, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but stop in front of the Chinese restaurant.

Casemiro leaned over and said, "Jiang, we are the losing team. You can't afford to play with us, right?"

"How is that possible? I'm not hungry at all. How about you?"

"I...I'm not hungry either."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand and walked past the Chinese restaurant: "That's good!"

The two also met a lot of fans on the way. There was nothing they could do about it. The Porto players taking a walk in the town of Porto were like celebrities traveling. As soon as they showed their faces, a large number of fans would chase them and ask for autographs.

A young fan ran over with Casemiro's No. 6 Porto home jersey and asked Casemiro to sign it. Casemiro took the jersey from the young fan very enthusiastically.

After signing his name, Casemiro handed the jersey back to the little fan: "Thank you for your support!"

Looking at the little fans running away, Jiang Yuan turned to Casemiro and said, "Carlos, it's only May 5st now. You are still a Porto player and my teammate until the end of the season. You see, Porto fans have never treated you as an outsider. We play on the same field, wear the same clothes, have the same fans, and have the same goals..."

"I don't care if you are a player from Porto's youth training camp or a player on loan from Real Madrid. I only know that you are my teammate, the iron-blooded defensive midfielder of Porto's first team. Similarly, we are also friends, friends who train together, eat together, and drink Yakult together."

Jiang Yuan's words made Casemiro fall into silence, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan added: "Actually, I don't think it's necessary to be so sentimental. We still have 4 games to play, and..."

"And what?"

Casemiro asked quickly.

Jiang Yuan leaned on Casemiro's shoulder and whispered:

"And a championship trophy that has not yet been collected!"

……

(End of this chapter)