[Football] Crown of Thorns

In the fifth round of the league, because Jia Ma was rotated and didn't play, he was "sold" by black-hearted agents in the past two days.

The Renata supermarket chain is a well-known local supermarket in Porto. The owner Oliveira Burgos (Oliveira Burgos) family has been operating the supermarket for nearly 30 years. .

A short black-haired middle-aged man, the owner of the supermarket named Oliveira is a Boavista fan. Since the home team had such a rookie, the loyal fans immediately had this in their minds. An idea to advertise his own supermarket, the main character is of course the handsome Jia Ma.

"I heard that the first supermarket was opened by your grandfather?"

Mr. Oliveira, who is the owner but also a veteran fan, naturally chatted with Gama and asked for some autographs by the way.

After signing the photos of himself that the boss had on hand, Jia Ma actually wanted to ask what happened to these photos that he had no idea when they were taken?Isn't this a violation of his portrait rights?

"Yes, Renata (Renata) is my grandmother's name. When my grandfather opened the store, it was named after my grandmother."

"Good name."

Gama stared at the name of the supermarket on the drawn background picture and nodded.

Suddenly, I felt that it was good for me to take this commercial——Renata, which translates into Chinese means "rebirth".

Regeneration is really good!

but--

Jia Ma walked to the photographer's side in the gap between taking pictures and looked at the samples taken earlier. His expression: ↖(￣▽￣")

Before the photo shoot, the man who was the make-up artist who was also the costumer at the scene dressed him up and put on a white collared shirt, khaki overalls, and a bowler hat, that's all he could imagine. I am a western cowboy, but please explain why you have to tie a belt around your crotch, and why you have to carry a bottle in your hand, which is an oil bottle. Will housewives still buy things when they see such an image?

The staff beside him dared to say "so handsome"!

He's handsome, he's so handsome, he's so dusty and file-like, isn't he?

Gama felt that he could hardly hide the stiffness on his face, but Agostinho on the other side was still smiling and agreeing with the staff.

"Chief Xike is handsome, your boss has great vision!"

Staring at him with murderous eyes, Gama felt that if he could shoot arrows with his own eyes, he would surely shoot Agostinhowan with crooked eyes.

"My dear Xiko, what's wrong with you?"

Finally noticed the look of 'I want to kill you' on the faces of his own players, Agostinho moved over.

Firmly grabbing Agostinho's arm, Gama gritted his teeth, "Such an ugly photo, how dare you call it handsome?"

Agostinho glanced at the samples on the computer, then turned to look at Gama, with a puzzled expression on his face, "It's so handsome!"

Gama glared at him, and he retorted with an unconvinced face, "Look, look, such a handsome cowboy~~ bang bang," he also made a movement of retracting the gun, with "how cool" all over his face So handsome' look.

"Your cowboy's oil bottle, not to mention this shit is just a supermarket advertisement for selling things!!!"

Veins popped out of Jia Ma's forehead, and he really wanted to kill this man with a single shot.

He couldn't believe that in Europe, where the advertising industry, the media industry, and even the Internet industry are well-developed, in a big city like Porto, Portugal, there are still commercial photographers who think this style is very handsome! ! !

"Haven't you all seen the commercials that Beckham has filmed?"

Gama asked with an ugly face.

"Of course I have." The photographer who looked young but had a beard nodded.

Gama pointed to the samples on the computer, "However, is this an advertisement?"

The bearded photographer gave him a blank look, "I need to retouch the film when I go back after shooting."

I really want to piss him off, what can I do if I take such a ghostly sample and then repair it, let him go to heaven and earth to make soy sauce!

"Actually, the advertising photos in OQ or top magazines are quite good."

Jia Ma felt that he could try to salvage Mr. Photographer's aesthetics.

"They are photographing luxury goods."

The photographer replied angrily.

This is what you pursue?No wonder I can only come here to take photos of this kind of print advertisement.

Jia Ma was already powerless, so he could only secretly roll his eyes.

This MD will definitely become his dark history in the future, which is really desperate.

I rely on!

After taking photos and returning to his current home, Gama couldn't help but relax after smelling the aroma of food.

Of course, all the things he photographed in the past two days were swept into the trash can in his mind, and they were all discarded.

Entering mid-September, the Portuguese Cup and Portuguese League Cup matches have also started one after another, and the overall atmosphere of the team has become relatively tense.

Except for the First Division, all teams in these two domestic cups regardless of level must participate, and the Boavista team is no exception.

In this way, the team will have to fight on three sides, which is a considerable challenge to the arrangement of the coaching staff and the physical fitness of the players.

The team's rotation became more and more tense. It used to be that Gama could take one off as long as he was not injured and played four games. Now, as the main player, he can only play two full games, two half games, and two full games. If there is another break in the game, the physical requirements will be even higher.

Originally, he could go back to live for two days from time to time, but now Jia Ma, who is exhausted every day, can only stay in the dormitory, hoping to rest for a while.

"It's hard work."

Joanna, who found that Gamal was a dog, would find time to cook some delicious food for him, and then found that not only Gama, but also many young players in the team were like this. She couldn't help expressing such emotion.

Not only because the team has a lot of games now, but there is also a big problem that the club really wants to win the first division championship this year, No.2 has also become, returning to the Portuguese Super League, and now it is the first half of the season , The physical fitness of the players is not bad. At this time, we must work hard to grab points to prevent the loss of points due to various factors such as player physical fitness and injuries in the second half of the season after Christmas.

Coach Pettit had no experience in leading a team to upgrade before, so he was naturally a little nervous in his arrangements.

But Gama can't control that much. Although he wants to repay the coach's attention to him, but for now, he can maintain a stable performance in the game is already quite good, and he really has no ability to do anything else.

But this day, it was getting late after finishing his extra training at the training ground. After Jia Ma took a shower and packed his things and went out, he glanced at the coach's office over there in a strange way.

The window on the second floor of the office next to the training field was lit, and Gama seemed to be able to see the anxious expression of the coach.

Thinking of this, Jia Ma couldn't help scratching his head, and after hesitating for a while, he walked to the office building over there.

After knocking lightly twice and hearing the coach's voice, Gama pushed the door open and went in. First, he smelled a strong smell of smoke, and then saw the coach's face.

When we met for the first time, my husband still had the spirit of going forward and striving to make progress, but in the past two weeks, his expression has become much haggard.

"Gama!"

Pettit dropped the tactical board in his hand.

"Hello sir."

Gama pursed his lower lip, pulled a chair and sat down.

"Is something wrong?"

"Sir, can we talk?"

Although he is just a player with good performance now, not the captain or the core, he still wants to talk to the coach.

Just for the help that the coach gave him back then.

"What do you want to say?"

Pettit's expression was a little irritable, he got up and poured himself a cup of instant coffee, "Do you want it?"

"No, thanks."

Gama shook his head.

Pettit took a sip regardless of the hot coffee, and exhaled with a grin from the scorched teeth, before he sat down, "What's the matter?"

The young man in front of him, he was optimistic about him at the beginning (of course not all because of this), so he suggested that the club sign a contract with him that pays better than other young players, and let him play so that he will continue to start and gradually become the main force. In the past three months, he has been performing steadily, whether it is rhythm control on the field, or free kicks, long shots, lob shots, and penalty kicks, he has shown a very high level.

Although he doesn't score many goals in open play, he has done well as a midfielder for his age.

Now he is only 19 and a half years old, as long as he continues, his future development is limitless.

Moreover, Petit thought of the news he had received before that the Portuguese U20 National Youth Team seemed to want to recruit him.

Could it be that he also heard the news?

Gama looked at Petit seriously, "Sir, this is not going to work."

"what?"

Petit was taken aback.

"Sir, we have a choice."

Gama said very seriously.

Pettit looked at him, Gama looked back at him, and there was a heavy feeling in the air for a while.

"Choose?" Pettit put the cup back on the table, but didn't notice that the trembling when he put the cup made the coffee in the cup spill a few drops onto the table.

"Sir, what is our goal now?"

And Jia Ma noticed this, and his heart moved—in fact, the husband was also shaken, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while?

Pettit, who has always been mild-tempered, was not angry at Gama's question. He just nodded, "For now, it's about playing every game well."

"But we've now reached a dangerous point."

As one of the current main players of the team, Gama now has a lot of communication with his teammates. Recently, many players have been muttering privately among the players. The young players may not have noticed it, but in the hearts of the experienced veterans, they already know that this is a dangerous signal that the players cannot keep up with the increase in the number of games.

Tuya is a good man and a good captain. He has a calm personality and can be said to be honest. He is caught between the coach and his teammates, but it is difficult to speak.

If things go on like this, the team may collapse completely in November only after Christmas.

Hearing Gama's blunt statement, Pettit was a little unhappy, but he still endured it. He knew that Gama was right, but pointing it out so clearly made him, the coach, really lose face.

"Sir, we are now a whole, so we must have a choice."

Gama didn't intend to say anything more, he believed that Petit must have understood what he wanted to say.

Either go all out to play in the league to prepare for promotion, or play in the cup to see if you can win the championship and come back.

And what to choose?

It's actually really clear.

Seeing Gama standing up and smiling embarrassedly before leaving, Petit let out a long sigh and leaned back covering his forehead.

He is not as clear and accurate as a child.

It's really worthless, what is the point of being reminded by a child that he needs to focus on?

Pettit opened the notepad at hand, looked at the league opponents marked on it that he would face in the next November, and exhaled slowly.

so be it!