The years I played football at Real Madrid

Messi cried tears of disappointment at the end of the World Cup.

He sat in the bus, slept in the hotel, sat at the dining table.Always alone, no teammates dare to comfort him at this time, it is all inappropriate and hypocritical.

He emptied himself, as if he was a walking dead.

Go back, the World Cup is over, he should go back too.

Afterwards, lying on the big warm bed at home, he saw the news headlines, Allen had one goal and one assist, well-deserved best rookie in the World Cup, he clicked on the picture and saw that it was the little beet from Real Madrid, Ronaldo hugging the little beet shoulders, and a great smile.

Portugal has a new little prince.

Real Madrid has a new little prince.

Of course Ronaldo is happy, this is the best thing that happened to him.

But what about Messi himself?After Argentina, after Barcelona, ​​who else?Messi suddenly felt a sense of fear of the unknown. He rushed back to Barcelona and went to the youth training camp to see that everything had changed a lot. Not what he wanted.

Allen has superb skills, first-class dribbling, strong physical fitness, and a good overall view. He always cooperates with his teammates tacitly.He may not be number one in the world, but he can lead his teammates to be number one in the world.

Messi thought to himself, went home and looked at his sons Thiago and Mateo, they were too young.Thiago doesn't seem to like playing football very much either.

Messi sat on the sofa in disappointment, thinking about whether he was trying to grit his teeth for another ten years, when suddenly a call came, from Pique.

After hesitating for a while, Messi still picked it up. During the offseason, teammates generally don't call each other.There must be something for Pique to find him.

Pique said seriously: "Come on, look at Dennis, he was bitten by a new player."

Messi subconsciously thought it was a prank.Has Suarez been bitten by a new arrival?Not likely.

"Really, really?"

Pique laughed loudly, "Dennis went to tease others and was bitten, hahahahahaha!"

Messi and Suarez have a good relationship on weekdays, so I went to the club to see him, and the two parties have been separated.Suarez's right hand is wrapped with a bandage, and he is talking to an unfamiliar young player.

The little player is blond and blue-eyed, very beautiful, his eyes seem to be able to talk, he scolded Suarez, but he could only stutter: "You, you talk nonsense! I, I , I, I am not stuttering!"

Messi froze.

"Is this a new player? This is it?" Messi looked at him, and guessed that he might only be eighteen or nineteen years old. "Youth training? I don't know him."

Pique told him, "Bought from Dortmund's second team, the head coach watched his game and asked him to come directly to the first team. The position is a midfielder. I heard that he is very good."

"Why... a stutter?"

"Hahaha, I don't know, but it doesn't matter if you stutter, it doesn't affect your football." Pique told Messi after laughing, "It's just that it's annoying to be in the same locker room with him. It's okay if he stutters. tuberculosis."

This……

Messi paused. Out of friendship, he walked over to Suarez to care for him, and then smiled to appease the young player.

The little player looked up at him, his eyes were familiar and normal, not at all like the first time he saw him. "Leo Messi. Hello."

Messi shook hands with him and nodded, "Hello."

"I like... like... your number 10." The little player stammered, "I will take this number away from you, you, you have to be careful."

"Well, is it?" Messi scratched his head, "Okay, thank you for your liking."

The little player stared, "You also look down on me, laugh at me, the way I speak, yes, don't you?"

Messi pointed to his legs, "I didn't look down on you. I think it's all good, as long as you can play football well, it's all good. I heard you are very good at football?"

"Ha! Of course, of course it's amazing!" the young player said, "Alan from Real Madrid, you know? ,surprise!"

Messi thought he was bragging, but seeing how serious he was, he believed it. "That Allen is amazing, you have to work hard."

This is too much sarcasm.

"You, you just look down on me!"

The young player rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight Messi, but he was small and stuttered when he spoke. Everyone thought he was cute and didn't take it seriously.Even Pique pushed him in the direction of Messi, relying on his stature, the little player staggered, and everyone laughed even more happily.

The little player was very unhappy and even jumped angrily.

Messi comforted him, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to look down on you, I just asked you to cheer." He said very sincerely.

Messi laughed. Although he had a big beard, he was still a little cute.

The little player stroked his beard with his hand, and that was all, without saying hello to anyone, he put his backpack on his back, turned around and left.

Suarez was still fiddling with his injured hand, "Who, this is, what grade? Such a big temper."

Messi is also curious.

Pique smiled, folded his hands, and said swayingly: "James. He changed his name to James."

"You, can you stop laughing?" The teenage boy was full of vigor, big eyes, and energetic, but his words were domineering, "If you laugh again, I will beat you!"

Ronaldo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a smile, "Haha, what's wrong with you? Can this stutter be cured? I'll find a doctor for you, hahaha."

James thumped him angrily, "Laugh again! I'll make you laugh again!"

Ronaldo grabbed his hand, was quiet for a while, and suddenly said: "Actually, I am very happy..."

"I, I stuttered, you are so, so happy?" James said, "I misread you!"

"No, no, I'm happy because you finally have your own body." Ronaldo said, "I'm also happy that you finally came."

"Where can I go? There is Allen here, and you... me, where can I go?" James said.He wanted to break free from Ronaldo's claws, but he couldn't. He could only say, "Besides, when I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on the edge of the swimming pool, dying. I guess this body is also from the original one. Drowned, drowned. Wait for someone, as soon as they come, they will assume that I am the original owner, and force me to go from Dortmund to Barcelona, ​​saying that the contract has been signed, what can I do?"

"That's Barcelona." Ronaldo laughed at him.

After staying in Real Madrid for so long, the cooperation with teammates is also in place, and suddenly transferred to Barcelona, ​​this is not an undercover betrayal.

And it can be seen from James' attitude that he is actually more inclined to Real Madrid in his heart.

At that time, we will have a look at the national derby with Allen.

James squinted at him, "Why, afraid, afraid that I will bully Alan?"

It is obviously a very strange appearance, and the voice of speaking is also different from before, and it is intermittent.But as long as James looks over with a pair of eyes and says a few annoying words, Ronaldo can be [-]% sure that it is him.Just like in a previous game, Ronaldo only saw his eyes, and he was sure that he was James instead of Allen.

Not the previous one, but it suits him better than the previous one.

Ronaldo once again thanked God for having James back by his side.

Ronaldo smiled and said: "I'm not worried about you bullying Alan, and you can't bully him either. Alan is no longer the good boy you were when you left. He and Isco cooperate very well, as if he has The twins have normal senses, Isco passed the ball to him, and he could catch the ball with his back facing him and shoot... Anyway, you will know when you see it.”

Ronaldo glanced at James' current height of 175, and was amused, "Oh, to add, Allen is so tall now." Ronaldo tilted his palm up to show him his height. "So tall and with a lot of muscle. He's like another version of me."

"Don't brag about yourself, Alan, I brought Alan up, I, I taught him hand in hand, I don't know who he looks like?" James said.

James is stuttering now, but it doesn't affect his speech at all.He dragged Ronaldo and babbled a lot, and thanks to Ronaldo being patient with him, the two of them drank two cups of coffee before heading back home.

The tabloid news came out the next day.

"C Ronaldo came out, real hammer!" "C Ronaldo is far away in Italy, and he can still attack Messi's new love. The battle between C and Mei is not over, but a different target." "Barcelona's new star is actually Ronaldo's new love "Suarez: The newcomer has a bad temper and disrespects the old members of the team. I suggest that Messi teach him the rules." "Messi is frustrated in love, proud in the training field, puts on teammates, and scores 5 goals in a row!"

James got up from Ronaldo's bed, flipped through his phone, and got angry. "This, this is all news."

Ronaldo is topless, showing beautiful muscles, intentionally or unintentionally showing his masculine charm in front of James. "I don't know, nonsense, you'd be an idiot if you believed it. Come on, let's see how my muscles are doing."

James touched his abdominal muscles, nodded absently, "It's okay."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you too."

"No, no, I'm not that kind of person." James said, "I, as long as I don't have, I don't have a belly, I'm satisfied."

Ronaldo touched his stomach, it was soft, with a thin layer of flesh, although the muscles inside were not too tough, they still had shape. Ronaldo also nodded with satisfaction. "Keep it like this, just, that's fine."

"Wait... Are you, are you trying to learn how to speak from me?" James paused every word.

It's so annoying, learning to stutter is simply a very bad behavior.

Ronaldo denied it with a smile, James rushed forward to tickle him, and the two rolled into a ball hugging each other.

James originally thought that what was waiting for him was Allen's rushing over, which was just a hug, but it turned out not. Allen looked at him very annoyed. He looked at him twice, and Allen frowned and stared.

This is the first Clasico of the season.James came off the bench and ran to the Real Madrid locker room to find Allen.

Allen was wearing socks, and he was in a bad mood when he saw them, so he stopped wearing half of them, and turned his back to James.

James was taken aback.

Isco saw the opportunity and hurried to put it on for Allen, persuading him. "Adjust your mood and play well."

"Hmm." Allen responded without saying much.

James stood at the door awkwardly, "Allen, I..."

Isco interrupted him, "The game is about to start, aren't you from Barcelona? What are you still doing here? Go back quickly." After speaking, he squatted down and softly comforted Allen.

James didn't leave, he felt strange.The atmosphere between Isco and Alan is a bit...unexplainable. He suspects that Isco deceived Alan with his rhetoric while he was away, and what exactly he deceived remains to be verified.

Allen didn't rush over to give him a hug. James suspected that he didn't recognize him, and smiled, "Allen, I am, I am James. You..."

Allen stood up abruptly, walked over quickly and strode, and clubbed him in front of him.

Really tall, Alan is really tall.

James froze for a moment.

Allen lowered his head and was very close to him, the kind where the tip of his nose could poke the tip of his nose.Say softly, "Meet me in the parking lot after the game,"

James said, "We, did we have some misunderstanding?"

"Run to Barcelona! The first one to look for here is Cristiano instead of me!" Allen gritted his molars and said softly, "You... are fine! James, I have been waiting for you for so long ,you all……"

James hugged him quickly. "sorry Sorry."

Carvajal, who was passing by, accidentally dropped the towel in his hand on the ground.

On the other side, Marcelo was drinking water and spit out a sip of water.

The rest of the people looked at them stupidly.

...It turns out that this James' lover is not only Messi and Ronaldo, but also their little prince Allen?

...Is it so explosive?

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