"Francisco must be dazed!"

"By the way, he was thrown into the river by the old drink party last week!"

Chandor smiled and shook his head and didn't care. He lit a cigarette and walked to the window, noticing that there were three figures in the distance. The big bald head was easy to identify. It was Gezka Garitano, and the two people around him couldn't see clearly.

The one on the left seems to be the new Silva?

Silva!

Chandor thought about Silva's recent performance and couldn't help but sigh with regret, "It's good that Silva belongs to Eibar, but unfortunately he belongs to Valencia."

far away.

The three are David Silva, Gateska Galitano and Paul Albersolo, who are all players in the Eibar team.

They were arguing while walking--

"I've said it countless times, that's true."

"David, you must have been fooled. Who can know that there is a pass behind you without watching the ball."

"If it is true, it is also judged by voice."

"Maybe it's another way, like, take a mirror?"

"Don't believe it."

"It's okay, David! You'll know when you're here!" said the big bald Galitano. "Anyway, we have agreed to bet a thousand euros, and you lose a thousand euros, and it's worth it to know that you're cheated."

"Okay! I'll know when I'm here."

Silva said as he led the way forward, and they walked straight to the training ground of Eibar B.

Yu Xiaohai is doing ball-bumping training. The "ball control" attribute effect is so good in the game. He hopes to improve the ball control.

When he saw three people coming, Yu Xiaohai stopped training.

Silva came over to give an introduction, and then talked about their argument, "Xiao Hai, they don't believe it!"

"They said you were a liar and were cheating on me!"

"But I believe you, for this I promised the bet, take out a thousand euros, and you let them see."

"Gezka will lose to me a thousand euros."

Yu Xiaohai understood.

He did not rush to prove himself, but instead felt a sense of hatred.

Every morning, he trained with Silva, but he never thought that the other party would bet easily, and his monthly youth training subsidy was only 350 euros.

He lives on the poverty line.

Silva is a standard rich class, and he still bets on his business?

Uncle is tolerant, but aunt can’t!

Yu Xiaohai took Garitano to the side and whispered to him, "How is it? If you divide me into five hundred euros, I will say it is fake. I am fooling him and let you win."

"What!"

Garitano was angry with a loud voice, "What do you mean? It was fake! I, Gazka's gambling, the whole of Spain knows!"

"If you win, you win, you lose, you lose!"

"If you can really do what David said, even if you give you another thousand euros, I will be willing to accept the loss!"

Yu Xiaohai asked blankly, "Are you sure?"

“Very sure!”

"All right!"

Yu Xiaohai returned to Silva and said angrily, "Just they question me, how can they question you?"
Chapter completed!