That night, Simon King slept at Camille's home.

This is a single room, his two children sleep in the same bed, and the bathroom and kitchen of the house are also common.

Simon King was not disgusted by the simplicity here. Not only did he squeeze into the same bed with Camille, but the two of them had been chatting for almost the night.

It can be said that Samuel Camille is definitely an unlucky person.

He debuted at Valence at the age of 17, and was signed by the French Ligue 1 team Lens Club on the contract of Future Stars.

Four years later, he did not get a professional contract and had to go to Spain with his agent.

Afterwards, he began his career as a team change a year. Not only did he always play in the B or C league, but he was also kicked out every time.

Later, he played as a substitute for Tenerife, the Spanish Second Division team.

But because he only played less than ten games in three years, he was eventually terminated.

Later, his wife ran away, leaving only his children.

In desperation, he had to return to his hometown, which was barely survived.

On the way to Viserna, Simon King looked at Camille's children and felt sad.

He didn't understand why a capable player like Camill would suffer such fate.

From this he even thought that how many capable and capable people in this world will eventually survive in the world like Camille?

So he made up his mind to fill Camille's ability value and find a high-paying club for him.

When we arrived at the Visera training base, Babala had been waiting here for a long time.

She received a notice from Simon King early on that she had not only rented a house for them, but even had the transfer completed.

Camille was moved, but he said nothing.

But everyone can see a man in his eyes and be determined to die for another man.

After settling up Camille, the team's recruitment work this year has officially come to an end.

Simon King immediately increased Camille's ability value.

Not only did he reach 16 in two speeds, but even his most lacking technical skills exceeded 12.

After doing all this, Simon King walked onto the court again with sympathy for Camille.

Ten o'clock in the morning-

"System, launch targeted training."

"Uncle Benyedel, now we train Thomas for running and shooting."

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

"System, launch targeted training."

"Uncle Benyedel, now we train Thomas' passing and vision."

It's seven o'clock in the evening.

"System, launch targeted training."

"Uncle Benyedel, now we train Thomas' passing and vision."

In this way, under three training sessions a day, Thomas' ability has quickly increased from 98 to 107.

And a week later, Simon King finally ushered in the day he declared war on Portuguese football.

On this day, Babala found him and said, "Kin, I'm ready for your press conference. But in form, it may be different from what you think."

"What does it mean?" Simon King didn't understand.

"That's right, just as I contacted the media, your agent Clark called me and said it was Portugal's National Television and wanted to invite you to the show."

"Television show? Clark didn't tell me." Simon King was even more confused.

"He was afraid that you would not show up in public, so he asked me to convince you."

Simon King felt that Clark was a little disgusted with him, but he had no choice but to ask: "What kind of TV show is it?"

"It's a debate show. In addition to you, they will also invite experts and grassroots representatives. I heard that Daniela Manshivo will come."

"Danira Manshivo? That's a national female star, is she coming too?"

"What? Do you like her?" Babala's tone became a little sour.

"I like it."

"You..." Babala was about to get angry.

"I'm afraid there are few civilians in the whole of Portugal who don't like her. After all, she often speaks for civilians and often participates in civilian activities."

"Oh...you said this." Baba's mouth raised again.

Simon King said again: "But, wouldn't they have to argue with each other?"

"Yes, so Clark was afraid that you would not go, so he invited me to come forward."

"Then do you think I should go? Actually, I just want to simply give a speech on the declaration of war."

"I think you should go."

Babala pouted slightly and said, "Anyway, it's all a declaration of war, so it's better to make the movement bigger. Besides, I remember everything you said that day. Your speech is not for yourself."

Simon King thought about it, but he felt that Babala really understood him very much, so he became moved.

"Then you can make your own decisions for me."

"good."

Babala smiled and nodded, then said embarrassedly: "Jin, there is something I want to discuss with you."

Simon King thought the other party was talking about the transfer budget, so he shook his head and said, "It's the transfer budget, right? It's okay, our signings are over, so there's no need to spend any more money."

"no."

Baba pulled his hand gracefully and said affectionately: "When you come on the show, you can no longer hide like you are now, so your social account... should be operated?"

"Operation? What to operate? I don't usually go online."

"Of course you have to operate. You will become a hero of Portuguese civilians, and of course you have to make frequent comments."

"But...but where do I have time?"

"So...I'm discussing with you. If you can trust me... I'll hand over the account to me."

If the fence is pulled at the end, the voice is very low, and the face is red with shame.

Maybe in her heart, this is already a confession of distortion.

But her shyness was obviously redundant, because Simon King didn't realize what this matter represented.

"Yes, I'm so relieved to leave it to you!"

Babala was overjoyed and excitedly jumped around like a little princess, but said in her heart: "I've given a social account, I'll see who can get close to you."

"That's all right!"

"I agreed that you are really my good helper. I was so annoyed to you before."

"You've been bothering me?" Babala continued to act coquettishly.

"Yes, I thought you were sent by the club to monitor me."

"Hate, are they very capable, okay?"

"hehe."

Amid the laughter, the shadows of the two were pulled long by the sunset on the court, and the end of the darkness was tightly attached to each other.
Chapter completed!