Mordred’s words made Lin Yue give up the last touch of persuasion. She did not understand why this son, who lived with her in the United States since childhood, had such a passion for football, but she no longer wanted to ask so much. She picked up the rice rolls on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, "Hey, I know I can't persuade you. Since this is your pursuit, I won't say much, I just hope you can win glory for the country in the future." deep suck Although other people consciously ran actively to help Modredra pull off the defense, the midfielder was too weak to organize the attack and often stumbled. Sometimes Modred even had to return to the midfield to catch the ball, leaving him to play. The space is actually very small.