[Football] Bad Boy Batty

[Refuse to change the European Cup, Brazil beat Belgium to enter the semi-finals]
[After many twists and turns, Croatia beat Russia on penalties and entered the semi-finals]
[More intense than exciting, France eliminated Uruguay and advanced]
【Maguire and Ali scored, England returned to the World Cup semi-finals】

The 2018 Russia World Cup is coming to an end. With England scoring two headers to send the Vikings (Sweden) home, the top four teams have just been decided and two exciting games are about to take place.

Especially Brazil and Croatia, one is the team with the strongest firepower and the most goals in this World Cup, and the other is the team with the most stable defense and the most difficult to control its temper. The duel between them is also called by fans as a battle between the sharpest spear and the strongest shield.

Currently, Batistuta is at the top of the scorer list with 6 goals, followed by Neymar, who also scored 6 goals with Batistuta, but one of them was a penalty kick, so he is temporarily ranked below. If Brazil can reach the final, there will be two more games. According to Batistuta's terrifying goal efficiency, he will score at least one more goal.

So in terms of the odds for the Golden Boot, Batistuta is far ahead.

Croatia is more evenly matched. Currently, their top scorer is Modric, with 2 goals, while following him are Mandzukic and Perisic, both with 1 goal each.

Because of such a huge disparity in the data, netizens with a lot of creative ideas frantically made memes before the game, such as "German fans flocked to support Croatia" and "Croatia prayed that Batistuta and Neymar would catch a cold before the game".

Of course, the most talked about thing is the meme in the quarter-finals.

The clip in which Batistuta tried to hit Lukaku but ended up being bounced out and rolling twice was also made into a funny video like Neymar's. Listening to the familiar Flying Divine Song, Batistuta couldn't laugh this time.

Mbappe is also as "loved" by netizens as Batistuta. In the quarter-final against Uruguay, he performed a very exaggerated dive, which almost caused a conflict between players from both sides. At that time, France was already leading 1-4, and such a performance was completely unnecessary.

In response, Lineker tweeted: "Oh my god, I can't imagine which teammate Mbappe learned this from."

Mbappe's teammates are either the national team or Paris Saint-Germain, and Paris Saint-Germain's star player is Neymar, so the whole world knows who he is implying.

Of course, how can we miss Gary Neville when it comes to insinuating people? Since Batistuta is a Manchester City player, this guy would occasionally tease Batistuta when he was a guest on Sky Sports. He wrote: "Neymar should learn more from his buddy Batistuta. At least that kid dared to collide with Lukaku."

Many fans were pleased to see that two people were insulted by just one sentence.

However, this happiness was built on the annoyance of the person involved. After seeing this tweet, Batty was so angry that he turned into a tomato. If his teammates had not stopped him, he would definitely have had a fight with Gary Neville.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Brazilian head coach rubbed his aching temple and ordered Batistuta to hand over his mobile phone, tablet and all internet access tools.

"This is good for you and the team, Batistuta," Tite said. "I know you can't help but look at those lousy memes online, so I'll help you control it. When we win the World Cup, you can curse as much as you want, okay?"

Batila had a long face and said nothing.

For a 19-year-old boy, if he is asked to completely disconnect from the Internet except for his daily training time, it would be more uncomfortable than putting a gun to his head.

"Don't be angry, Batistuta." Tite sighed, "How about this, if you hand in your mobile phone and tablet, I will give you two more hours of computer game time every day, is that okay?"

2 hours of play time?
Batty blinked and silently asked what Tite meant.

"You can use these two hours to play games or browse the web. I don't want you to log in to social networking sites, but you can do whatever you want." The head coach explained, "Of course, you can also use it to watch some movies. I noticed that you are one of the few players who didn't ask your girlfriend to go to the room."

The room filled with players and coaches erupted in amused laughter.

Tsk, why is the head coach so gossipy?

Batistuta rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, then glared inconspicuously at Neymar who was also laughing in the crowd.

"Deal?" Tite stretched out his hand to him.

Batty thought about it -

"make a deal."

……

The extra 2 hours were reasonably allocated to CS:GO, PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds and Twitter. Of course, on Twitter, Battie would only go to see what his godfather posted.

In the luxuriously decorated e-sports room, Neymar was waiting for his hair stylist to come, while Batistuta was sitting next to him playing games. There were only the two of them in the room. Everyone else had left to go swimming or do something else. Tite would give them tactical arrangements later.

Batistuta is playing CS:GO with a serious look on his face. He is still a rookie player. Neymar watched him play with a smile almost the whole time. To be honest, when he was still in Barcelona, ​​he was already at a higher level with double AK.

However, Batistuta did not allow him to provide "off-field assistance". If he gave any instructions, Batistuta's eye knives would fall accurately on him. If he did not stop, the next thing flying towards him would not be the eye knives but the headphones.

But this time——

"I'm so pissed! This clown is so disgusting!" Batty slammed his mouse twice in frustration. He stood up after a game and quickly pulled Neymar to his seat. "That guy with SpongeBob's avatar killed me 25 times, and every time he killed me, he put a question mark on the public screen to provoke me. Help me kill him!"

Neymar looked over in surprise (putting on his headphones and picking up his mouse): "Did I hear you right, dear Batistuta? You want me to play for you?"

"Why, you don't want to?" Batistuta asked. "Okay, if you don't want to, I'll go find Casemiro. They say he plays better than you."

"Yes, I will. I will help you." Neymar's real level has reached the level of Big Eagle (a big boss). He moved his fingers and prepared to start. He glanced at Batistuta next to him. It must be said that the boy looked really good when he was angry to the point of his eyes turning red.

"Why are you looking at me? Look at the screen!" Batty snapped his fingers twice to remind him.

"It's okay, don't take this level too seriously." Neymar said as he started the game. "Seriously, Batistuta, why don't you play the hide-and-seek mode in CS:GO? That's also fun and more suitable for you."

Batty narrowed his eyes: "Are you saying I'm a bad cook?"

"No, I just think that one is more relaxing." Neymar said as he stabbed the SpongeBob SquarePants for the third time with his dagger. He also had time to type a question mark on the public screen, "You should take a break. We will play Croatia in two days. It was you who said that the battle must be resolved in 3 minutes. Playing this game can easily make you mentally exhausted."

"I finally got rid of the loach and you started again, didn't you?" Batty beeped impatiently. "Okay, after this game I'll play some casual hide-and-seek. Are you satisfied?"

……

Soon, Neymar successfully killed the SpongeBob SquarePants on the opposite side and made him lose his mind. After leaving the last question mark, he gracefully withdrew from the team.

"okay."

Barty was very pleased with his performance: "Thank you - you can go now dear, I'm going to play a lighthearted game of hide and seek."

After saying this, he leaned back in his chair and motioned for Neymar to get up and return the chair.

Neymar didn't move.

"I've got a great idea," he said. "It's going to be exciting. Do you want to come?"

Batty raised his eyebrows.

"Just consider it as the reward for my substitute." Neymar spread his legs and patted the place in front of him, "Come here."

New poses unlocked.

Also, players who were in the same map as Batty would never know what their teammates/opponents had done in the last ten minutes besides playing games. …

After the thrilling game, Neymar took Batistuta to get his hair done and successfully persuaded him to dye his light hair into the same brown color as his own.

The hair dyeing process was a bit boring. Just when Batty was about to fall asleep, Loach ran in and threw his mobile phone to Batty. There was a video call going on on the phone. On the other side appeared Lucas's face that always had a silly smile.

"Your cell phone is with the coach, and he called me." Loach whispered.

Batty took the phone, and Loach gestured to him that it could not exceed 30 minutes, and then put it aside to chat with the stylist.

"Hi Luki, how are you these past two days?" Batty waved at the front camera.

"Ah! Finally I see you, Batistuta!" Lucas was so excited that the entire screen shook and became blurry. "Very good, very good! I can confidently tell you that you will never find a happier team than us in the entire World Cup!"

Batistuta raised his eyebrows: "You don't take Brazil seriously at all, do you?"

"Of course not!" Lucas said briskly, "It's just that - hey, you guys advanced thanks to Alves's last-minute goal, so will I see you in the final?"

Oh--

This is a naked provocation.

"You dare to talk to me like this before we even beat England?" Batty poked Lucas' nose on the screen. "Be careful, Kyle, John and Raheem are all in good shape."

"Don't worry! We will beat England beautifully and enter the final!" Lucas smiled at Batty with eight teeth, "You have to work hard too! Beat Croatia, I'll wait for you in the final!"

As he was speaking, someone walked behind Lucas. It was his teammate Benjamin Pavard, who looked like a David sculpture. They had been roommates from the World Youth Championship to the World Cup.

Batistuta waved to Pavard, but the next second, he saw a nasty guy walking past Lucas from behind.

"Hey Luki, why is that guy in your room?" he asked cautiously.

"What? Who?" Lucas was stunned for a moment. He turned around and the camera shifted. Batty saw the figure again.

Augustus was sitting on a wicker chair, reading a book with his head down.

Surprisingly, he didn't even look at the camera even when he heard Lucas on the phone.

"Oh, you mean Augustus." Lucas' face on the screen suddenly enlarged, and he lowered his voice and said, "I don't know either, but he has been staying in my room for a long time. He always comes early and leaves late, even when we are not having a party. I wonder if he has any intentions towards Benjamin."

Uh--

Batty opened his mouth to say something, but the stylist reminded him that he could go to the wash and move on to the next stage, so he swallowed the words back.

"I have to go Luki, good luck in the game," Batty said. "See you in the final."

……

After hanging up the phone, Lucas put away his smile, he looked at Pavard, and then they both looked at Augustus at the same time.

Augustus, who usually stayed in their room until the evening, stood up and walked towards the door as if he had accomplished a task. "Then I'll go back to my room first, you two," he said. "See you at dinner."

As soon as he finished speaking, the youngest son of the Rothschild family disappeared behind the door.

The room was silent for at least half a minute.

"So, he waited so long just for me and Batty to call?" Lucas scratched his head in confusion, "Why did he do that?"

Pavard didn't understand either, he shrugged.

"Maybe he wants to show off his presence?" he guessed. "You know, apart from a few media reports about him at the beginning of the World Cup, there has been no news since then."

Lucas curled his lips: "I thought that was the result of his family's actions."

"Maybe. Anyway..." Pavard paused and suddenly asked, "Do you remember the book he read? I always feel that it may have something to do with this."

"I don't remember much." Lucas looked at the ceiling and lost himself in reminiscence, "It seems to be... some whitewashing technique."

……

While Lucas and Pavard were discussing what tricks Augustus was playing, Batistuta fell asleep while the stylist was coloring his hair. When he woke up, not only did his hair color turn into the same brown as Neymar, but his originally refreshing straight hair also turned into small curls.

It's not exactly a small roll, it's the kind of...

The curly hair looks a bit curved but not too big, and will become messy if you are not careful.

"What is this!! I need an explanation!" Batistuta angrily stared at the stylist in the mirror and Neymar, who was laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. "When did I say I wanted to perm my hair into this stupid look? Neymar, you guys——"

"Don't be angry, Batistuta, look, isn't this beautiful?" Neymar smiled and went forward to comfort him, but he couldn't help but flicked the boy's curly hair a few times. "It's a pity that the machine had some problems, otherwise they would be more beautiful wool curls."

Sheep, wool curls?!

Batty's eyes widened in astonishment. He looked at the stylist, who nodded solemnly, "Yes, that damn machine stopped heating halfway through, but everything was normal on the display. If it had been done completely, the result would definitely not be like this now—"

There was a pause, and the stylist thought about it.

"--A more retro American curly hair, a bit like the 70s, isn't it?" He snapped his fingers to complete the second half of the sentence.

A 70s Yankee throwback?
So?

Should he praise him for a job well done?
Batty took a deep breath, resisted the urge to beat someone up, lowered his eyes, and pinched his finger bones in front of the stylist: "Half an hour, change it back for me."

As he spoke, the curly hair on both sides swayed, and coupled with his fierce tone, the whole picture became lively and interesting.

Neymar: …

Still Neymar: Poof!
(End of this chapter)