Chapter 67 Jiang Yuan Chinese Class Starts
[Don’t say any more. I watched Jiang Yuan’s game in the U19 team a few days ago. It was no different from a random fight. It was pure health-preserving football.]

[I think Jiang Yuan may feel that he is not valued by Lopetegui in the first team, so he went to the U19 team to get more game time]

[Don't you take it seriously? I think Jiang Yuan's performance is pretty good. At least there's nothing wrong with him being a substitute, right? ]

[After all, Jiang Yuan is not a product of the European youth training system. I read in domestic media reports that he started playing football in the second grade of elementary school. He started quite early, but the domestic training system is definitely not as good as that in Europe.]

[That's true. Although Jiang Yuan runs fast and sometimes has some brilliant moves, his ball sense is really not that good! ]

[Trivia: Jiang Yuan is the only player in the Portuguese Super League this season who has playing time but has no transfer price from Germany]

[I'll pay 5 yuan, Jiang Yuan will come to our school team to play as a forward! ]

[Come on Jiang Yuan, can Lopetegui let my idol play earlier? ]

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"Danilo, are you crazy? This kind of pass is really...Oh my God, I don't know what to say."

Lopetegui walked around the sidelines in a suit, talking nonstop, in stark contrast to Jiang Yuan, who was chewing gum on the bench.

"Jiang, I heard you did very well in the U19 competition!"

Neves on the side put his arm around Jiang Yuan's shoulders. They were all substitute players, so they had more common topics.

Jiang Yuan spit out the gum in his mouth and smiled bitterly: "Reuben, please don't make fun of me. If I could get more than 20 minutes of playing time like you, I wouldn't have to play for the U19 team."

Neves laughed: "Haha, Jiang, take your time, you can't rush this kind of thing, you're not even 17 yet."

"I'll be 17 in two months. How can I not be anxious?"

Jiang Yuan said helplessly that his birthday was April 4nd, which meant he would soon be 2 years old.

Neves put his arm around Jiang Yuan's shoulders and said happily, "Why are you in such a hurry to be 17? I'm only one month away from being 1 and I'm not in such a hurry!"

Neves was born in 1997, one year and one month earlier than Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan looked at Neves and was about to say something when the Portuguese man next to him suddenly stood up.

“No no no, shit!”

Seeing Neves suddenly lose control of his emotions, Jiang Yuan hurriedly looked towards the court.

Wow, in the 28th minute of the game, Madeira Navigation midfielder Bruno Gallo scored a long-range goal. After scoring the goal, the Brazilian rushed to the Porto bench and yelled.

"Roar--"

"via a merda! (Eat shit)"

The players on the Porto bench were not to be trifled with, and they started to curse at others one by one in response.

Soon, the players on both sides started to curse at each other, and the referee came over and signaled to the players of both teams not to quarrel.

But now the two sides are arguing fiercely, and the Porto players feel very uncomfortable after being ridiculed, and one curse is more unpleasant than the other.

Finally, when the referee made the gesture of taking out a card, the players of both teams calmed down.

Jiang Yuan sat on the bench with a confused look on his face. In this situation, should he join or not?

It might not be very civilized to join in, but the thing is, he is a member of Porto, how could he just watch his teammates being ridiculed?

So Jiang Yuan stood up and said in Chinese: "Idiot!"

"?"

All the players and coaches on the bench looked at Jiang Yuan, which made him feel a little embarrassed. He touched his head and explained in a low voice: "This is Chinese, it means idiot..."

"Stupid!"

"idolt!"

"You're an idiot!"

Soon, Porto's bench was surrounded by these two words.

The referee frowned and asked: "What are you talking about? I said no swearing!" Lopetegui replied: "Sir, we are praising the goal scorer in Madeira, I promise you!"

After saying that, Lopetegui also shouted at the Brazilian player from Madeira: "Idiot!"

"you sure?"

The referee frowned, and he obviously didn't believe what Lopetegui said.

"You are also stupid"

Lopetegui replied, pushing the referee back onto the field.

The referee licked his lips. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

In short, something is very wrong.

"Hahaha, Jiang, Chinese is still useful!"

The Porto players were very happy when they sat back in their chairs. The disappointment of losing the goal just now was swept away by the victory in this argument.

Jiang Yuan had a mysterious smile on his face: "In my hometown, you are just a fool who can't even scold a child!"

"What!?"

Neves became interested and moved closer to Jiang Yuan unconsciously.

Other substitutes also came over, they also wanted to use this method to curse on the field. Speaking English, Portuguese and Spanish would be noticed by the referee, but there was no need to worry if they spoke Chinese.

The difficulty of learning Chinese is well-known all over the world!

"Don't worry, I'll teach you slowly later. This thing is like the egg tarts sold near the Holy Spirit Church. You can't finish it in one go!"

"Holy Spirit Church? Jiang, you are not talking about the chicken-filled egg tarts, are you? That one is really terrible. I will never eat it a second time!"

Neves complained.

Jiang Yuan curled his lips: "I think it's delicious, although not as delicious as the original flavor..."

"Hey, what are you guys talking about in the back?"

Lopetegui noticed Jiang Yuan who was surrounded by a circle and shouted, "We are one goal behind, and you are still talking about egg tarts? Are the egg tarts in the cafeteria not delicious enough?"

“Mr. Hu Luan, we are cursing at Jiang Xue, and we will use it on the field when the time comes!”

Paciencia explained.

Hearing this, Lopetegui glanced at Jiang Yuan. Being stared at, Jiang Yuan had no choice but to spread his hands and act innocent.

"Why do I feel like you have endless energy? How can you be so active after playing six games in 10 days?"

Lopetegui joked.

Jiang Yuan curled his lips: "We are all substitutes, how can we be tired?"

"Ha ha"

Lopetegui understood the implication of Jiang Yuan's words, but did not say much about it.

If it were in the past, he might have let Jiang Yuan play earlier, but the problem is that now they are one goal behind and it is the Portuguese Super League final, so Lopetegui dare not relax.

So, he perfunctorily said: "Just watch the game on the field, otherwise you won't know what I'm talking about when the mid-field adjustments are made."

"And you, Jiang, please don't talk about this when I'm not around, okay?"

"why?"

“Because I can’t learn, I feel bad.”

"Uh, okay, I admit that you win..."

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(End of this chapter)