"Now all predictions are not good for us. I just heard a very terrible rule. What should I do?"

Muller pulled Ye Feng and said with a sad face.

Ye Feng hugged Muller's shoulder and walked towards the locker room indifferently.

"Rules are used to break! So, don't care!" But Ye Feng was still very curious, "What rules are you talking about?"

Mueller still looked scared, "Have you ever heard the curse of the Argentina World Cup?"

Ye Feng blinked in confusion, "Argentina has been eliminated by us, what curse there is?"

"It is because we have eliminated that there is a curse!" Muller said in an extremely exaggerated tone: "From the World Cup in 1982, as long as the Argentine team is eliminated, they will definitely be eliminated in the next round of the game. Oh my God, this curse is so terrible!"

Ye Feng's eyes widened. This was the first time he heard of it.

"In the 1982 World Cup, when playing against Brazil, Maradona was sent off for playing with a red card, and Argentina was eliminated by Brazil. Three days later, Brazil lost to Italy 2:3."

"In the 1994 World Cup, Argentina was eliminated by Romania, and then Romania was eliminated by Mexico."

"In the 1998 World Cup, Argentina was defeated by the Netherlands and bid farewell to the World Cup, but the Netherlands was eliminated by Brazil before they could be happy."

"In the 2002 World Cup, Argentina was tied by Sweden in the group stage and lost its qualification to qualify. Therefore, Sweden, who qualified, was directly eliminated by Senegal in the knockout stage."

"In the last World Cup, we also eliminated Argentina in the quarter-finals, and then we lost to Italy in the semi-finals."

"What's even worse is that in the 1990 World Cup, West Germany defeated Argentina in the World Cup final to win the championship, but within a few days, West Germany and East Germany were unified, and the West Germany national team was gone."

"You said, is Argentina evil?"

Ye Feng was stunned when he heard this. This is not a evil place. Argentina is obviously poisonous!

According to this rule, whoever touches Argentina will be in trouble!

If you lose to Argentina, you will naturally be eliminated. But if you win Argentina, the curse will take effect and you will still be eliminated in the next round, and there will be no future at all.

"Well, I'm complaining to FIFA now, is there still time?" Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly. For some reason, he felt a little chill behind him.

With the prediction of Octopus Paul, the great charlatan and the curse, no matter how you look at the German team, you will definitely die!

Ye Feng always felt that he was not a feudal superstitious person, but today, he was a little panicked.

But don’t think of these knowledge coincidences, because you don’t know at all, and when you become part of the coincidence.

If the German team is really eliminated by Spain in this game, it can be predicted that the media will hype the "Argentine curse" after the game.

It was too late at that time!

"Why didn't you say it yesterday?" Ye Feng glared at Muller angrily, "You said it earlier, I'll ask my dad to go to his hometown in China to find a dancer who will break his curse!"

"What the hell is the master dancer?" Muller was a little confused.

"The master dance is equivalent to a priest baptizing you!" Ye Feng was too lazy to explain in detail and said casually. Of course, he actually didn't know what the master dance was doing.

Players from both sides appeared in the player channel at the same time and were preparing to enter the field in a queue. This is also a link of friendly exchanges between players from both sides before the game.

If there are players who are familiar to the opponent, then hugging and talking has become the norm, but if there are no players who are familiar to the opponent, this link can be saved.

No one of Ye Fengshou knew each other. Not knowing him does not mean that he really didn’t know this person, but that Ye Feng had no social interaction with them and was not familiar with each other.

Originally, Ye Feng thought he had nothing to do, so he could just follow the referee to enter the court, but unexpectedly, Xavi in ​​the Spanish formation suddenly came over and walked in front of Ye Feng.

"Hello, can you speak English?" Harvey asked in English with a smile. He didn't know if Ye Feng could speak English, so he asked first.

Ye Feng nodded. Although he was a little surprised, he still talked to Harvey in English, "Hello!"

"After the game, can we exchange jerseys?" Harvey was very happy that Ye Feng could speak English. If Ye Feng knew how to speak English but only spoke German, there would be no way to communicate.

Ye Feng was even more surprised. Unexpectedly, Harvey came to exchange his jerseys for him.

Generally, players from both sides exchange jerseys on the court, but there are only a few reasons.

Either he is a fan of big-name stars in the opponent's team, or he feels that one of the opponents is playing well at the end of the game, and he wants to exchange jerseys on a whim

And Harvey obviously does not belong to any of them.

"Of course!" Ye Feng nodded with a smile. No matter why Harvey is so proactive, even if Harvey doesn't take the initiative, he may take the initiative to ask Harvey for a jersey.

At this time, Harvey finally expressed his purpose.

"Leo called me a few days ago, and he praised your performance on the phone, saying that you will definitely become the solution for Barcelona's midfielder!"

"I've watched your game video, and I agree with Leo's opinion!"

"So, are you interested in joining Barcelona and creating glory with us?"

Ye Feng's expression was full of surprise.

He thought why Xavi came to him on his own initiative. He had several reasons in his head, but he didn't expect that it would be because of Barcelona.

So, let’s not talk about other things. As Barcelona players, you just invite other players casually. Do you think you have the power of the club chairman and buy whoever you say you can buy?

Could it be that even the Barcelona chairman was undermined by you?

Of course, the most important thing is that Ye Feng really has no idea of ​​going to Barcelona.

This invitation is simply inexplicable.

Do Barcelona people have this style? If anyone who has the strength, they will invite someone first and say whether they will come or not?

"What did you ask me just now?" Ye Feng blinked and said to Harvey.

Xavi thought Messi didn't hear it clearly, so he said again: "Are you interested in joining Barcelona?"

Ye Feng shook his head, "It's not this sentence, the previous sentence!"

Harvey subconsciously replied: "Can we exchange jerseys after the game?"

"No!" Ye Feng said a word, turned around and left, leaving Harvey in a messy place, and was in a mess.

This script is wrong!

Shouldn’t Ye Feng cry out so excitedly after receiving my invitation, and shouting bitterly, saying I’m willing?

Could it be that my tone when I invited me just now was not sincere enough?
Chapter completed!