[Football] Crown of Thorns

The Portuguese team, which defeated Bosnia and Herzegovina in two rounds, finally got the final ticket to enter the 2010 World Cup, which made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

Coach Bento's position as the head coach is temporarily secured, and the injured team captain C Ronaldo is finally relieved that he can participate in the World Cup.

And the many international players of the Portuguese national team are naturally greatly relieved, and finally they will not be scolded.

Of course, if you want to say it is easy, Gama is the most relaxed-although he has attracted a lot of discussions from the outside world after he was selected for the national team. Regarding his strength, age, etc., when the starting lineup announced the day before the first round When his name was included in the game, most of the so-called brick-and-mortar media questioned it. Fortunately, Jia Ma was relatively successful in sorting out the midfield in the first round. In the second round, the captain was injured and was not on the field. At that time, his performance was already quite good, so the outside world changed the direction of the wind, and there were praises all over his eyes. The praises of "genius" and "golden boy" were nothing, but the compliments such as Ruy's victory over Deco were nothing. Knowing that what others see is their feelings, anyway, when Jia Ma saw the report on the second day and the third day, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

Those feet-holding words are disgusting and make people want to vomit!

Especially those who publicly declared that he was better than Deke made Gama blush, and he was too ashamed to talk to his teammates.

After the second round of the away game, they rushed back to Lisbon, Portugal overnight for safety. After the team was disbanded the next morning, everyone was going to go back to their respective homes. So when the media reports came out the next morning, Gamar was not happy. What he saw and heard while eating breakfast with his teammates, and hearing the exclamation of his teammates, Jia Ma was so ashamed that he really wanted to find a hole to drill down.

"Hahaha, Gama, your face is blushing."

Pepe, who was sitting diagonally across from Gama, pointed at Gama and made fun of him.

Veloso, who was at the same table, smiled, "When I first became teammates with Xiko in the national youth team, he didn't like to talk and didn't like to communicate with everyone. We all said that Xiko was a high-cold school, but later found out..."

Before he finished speaking, Jia Ma kicked him, "Shut up!"

Veloso made a grimace, "Look, is it a comparison with that or something?" He blinked at the teammates around him, "The contrast is cute!"

"Miguel!"

Gama blushed even more.

There was a booing sound in the restaurant, which made Jia Ma blush even more.

After the quarrel among the teammates had passed, everyone bid farewell to each other and prepared to leave. Gama plucked up his courage and ran in front of Deco, humming for a while before talking to Deco in embarrassment.

"Anderson, those reports are nonsense, I have never been interviewed by them..."

"I know."

Deco, with an honest face, laughed, and comforted Gama in a very gentle tone, "Those reporters usually distort what we say at will, and sometimes make up nonsense, you don't mind."

Deco, who has long been a veteran of the world, always treats the reports written by those reporters as jokes, but he thinks it is more interesting to see the worried faces of his teammates.

Although Gama knew that those media reporters used to like to make up things without integrity, he used to think that the European side might be better. Now after personal verification, he confirmed one thing. Journalists from both the East and the West are similar, with no morals at all.

"That, I mean," Gama pursed his lips, "You play very well, and I still need to learn many things from you. If I have time," Gama looked at Deco shyly, "I Can I call you for advice?"

Seeing the uneasy expressions of his teammates, Deco smiled, "Yes."

So the two exchanged phone numbers before waving goodbye.

Gama, who was standing at the door, looked at the background of Deco's departure, and felt a little puzzled in his heart—Deco is a very good-tempered person, capable and good to others, why many people in the Portuguese national team don't like him ?Obviously Pepe is also a Brazilian who changed his nationality, but Pepe's popularity in the national team is quite good. Is it only because of his good relationship with the captain?

Probably not!

When Jia Ma walked to the hotel door, carrying his luggage, his black-hearted manager waved to him in a convertible.

"New car?"

Jia Ma, who threw his bag under the seat, jumped up and sat in the passenger seat, frowning.

"How is it, not bad!"

Agostinho smiled triumphantly.

"This car is expensive!"

Jia Ma touched the row of various instruments in the front row, "BMW Z4!"

"Yo not bad, quite knowledgeable."

Agostinho looked at him in surprise, he really didn't expect the poor boy Gama to recognize this BMW Z4 sports car.

"I haven't eaten pork, haven't I seen pigs running!"

Gama rolled his eyes.

How can there be no sports cars in the Imperial Capital? There are so many luxury cars from all over the world that you can scare the Portuguese to death. Tsk, I have seen Bugatti, Veyron, Aston Martin and other models in the Imperial Capital. You haven’t seen the Z2004 BMW that was launched in 4. Although Leizi couldn’t afford it back then, he still has a car!

"Hehe, my new car."

"Buying a new car just to pick up girls!"

Gama complained.

Although it is a 04 model, the market price of this car is 7 to 8 euros. Would Agostinho, a cheapskate, be willing to pay this money?

"I'm rich now."

Agostinho looked smug.

"As far as the players under your banner can be sold for a high price, not to mention that it's not the transfer period now," Gama pouted, "Don't tell me you're getting rich? Male or female?"

"Fuck!"

Agostinho scolded, "If you say that, it should be considered that I have got your money!"

What he said startled Jiama, "Hey, hey, I have no money."

Although he signed a new contract in the new season this year, his salary has only increased from 30 euros to 45 euros, and some of his income is at most bonuses such as assists, goals, and the like. Not much to go, he is a rich ass.

"Do you remember that when Boavista Club and I discussed your new contract, we talked about the ratio of your personal portrait rights."

"Remember, the club is quite easy to talk about, and it was calculated as a 5% ratio at that time."

"anything else?"

"What else?"

Gama looked bewildered.

Agostinho almost drove the car out of an S-curve with a pause, but he just slid and immediately changed the direction, "If I knew you didn't pay attention to the contract, I would have asked for more of your income."

"Tch, I have carefully read the brokerage contract I signed with you."

Gama curled his lips in disapproval.

"asshole!"

Agostinho muttered cursing and continued, "I also asked for your share of the jersey after discussing with the club."

"what is that?"

Speaking of this, Jia Ma really didn't have much idea.

In my memory, there is no so-called club in the East that sells players' jerseys. The players have never counted on the income from this, so no one has mentioned this matter. Does Europe still have income from this aspect?

Seeing the doubt in Gama's eyes, Agostinho slapped his lips. If he had known that this kid didn't know about the money, he might as well have been greedy for the money.

"Every time the club sells a jersey with your name on it, the players can also get a certain jersey income in addition to the income of the tax-paying manufacturer. Your jersey sales last year were mediocre, but this year your jersey sales will be better. Yes, especially in these two months, you have become famous, you know what?" Agostinho glanced sideways at Gama, "You have become famous, so now your jersey sales are going up all of a sudden. Fortunately, I Smart, brought that up when you signed the contract before the season, and asked for an extra point, so you've got money."

It sounds good, but Gamma doesn't believe that he can make a lot of money so easily, "You just talk about it, even if I become famous, it's just our jersey," Gamma's lips twisted when he mentioned this , "How many fans will buy it?"

Apart from the die-hard fans of Boavista club, how many of those fans who are not firm will buy their jerseys?

It's ugly to wear on the body, okay?

"It's not just jerseys," Agostinho said excitedly when he mentioned the expertise on it, "In addition to selling jerseys, there are also flags with your name on them, towels, water glasses, scarves, cushions and other small items. Don’t look at these things as if they are not worth much, but there are many people who buy them, and the amount of money sold will naturally increase the income.”

"Nonsense, no matter how much you can get, you can't get much," Jiama said, "I really think I'm stupid. Except for diehard fans, these things are bought by tourists or outsiders who occasionally come to play. How much can you earn if you buy one or two pieces?"

"So didn't I say, you are famous."

Agostinho rolled his eyes at him.

Jia Ma finally realized, "A new endorsement?"

"Yes."

Agostinho thrust out his chubby chest, but Gama only saw his stomach move, "It's not just one family or two who are looking for you to endorse, but many, and the price is quite good. And Nike’s Portuguese company has also come to your door, so you don’t have to buy equipment yourself in the future.”

"Hey, hey," Gama's eyes widened, "Do you still remember who is the sponsor of the Boavista club?"

"Well, of course I remember, the Italians," Agostinho shrugged, "so what, they don't care about the sneakers you wear."

Speaking of this, he said with a sinister smile, "When I signed the contract, I stated that the jersey equipment can be provided by the club sponsor, but you can choose the brand of your sneakers." He also glanced at Gama's feet , "Haven't you noticed that the sneakers I brought you are all Nikes."

"I didn't pay attention to it. I'm not a big brand. It doesn't matter which brand of sneakers I wear. No one cares anyway."

Gama shook his head disapprovingly.

"That was before, it's different now."

Agostinho gave him an annoyed look, "Now someone has come to you and is willing to sponsor your professional sneakers, you know?"

"Oh, just like Ronaldo."

Gama nodded.

"That's right!"

In the end, Agostinho, who was in a good mood, laughed happily, but Gammar didn't dare to nod casually.

"You didn't sign any messy endorsements for me, did you?"

Thinking of the first commercial endorsement in his life, Jia Ma felt a toothache, and he no longer wanted to have such an endorsement.

Hearing Gama's question, Agostinho protested, "Am I so unbelievable?"

No you have!

Jia Ma complained silently, "Hehe~~"

"Don't worry, the ones I picked out after sorting are all high-end manufacturers."

"I'll talk about it after I've seen it."

"Of course, I'm a trusted broker."

Agostinho raised his head, "So I just bought a new car in a good mood, and it's also for our appearance."

If any agent buys this kind of sports car for the sake of appearance, it will only make people think you are unprofessional, okay?

Jia Ma, who was trying to suppress the idea of ​​complaining, was a little bit pained, "Your own money?"

"Of course not," Agostinho said bluntly, "Of course it was bought from the money given to you by the manufacturer you endorsed before."

"? In other words, you actually took my money to buy you a new car."

Jia Ma put on a blank face, not knowing what to say.

"Not all of them, there's my commission in it!"

Agostinho's face was full of reason, "At most, I will drive it for you after a while, but you don't even have a driver's license!"

At this moment, Jia Ma's heart was churning with waves...what is the law of heaven! ! !

Where is the law of heaven?

small theater:

Agostinho: I enlisted a friend to help you become famous, what a small amount of money!

Gama: But that's my money!

Agostinho: Don't be mean, men!

Gama: ...That's my hard-earned money!

Agostinho: They all promised to give me an island, and they don't care about this little money!

Gama: That's a plan for the future, now I'm poor!

Agostinho: Petty! !

Jia Ma: ...Didn't you say that foreigners divide money very clearly?

Agostinho: Miser! ! !

Gama: ...