The years I played football at Real Madrid
Chapter 27 Ramos
j.m diary:
"On September 2016, 9, I gave the shells I collected to my teammates and their children, and they received a lot of praise. It seems that I will often go to the beach to pick up shells. After all, this gift is beautiful and free.
In the end, I didn't spend 15 euros in cash to buy Cyril's shell, but strung up the strange green shell before and hung it around my neck.
Cyril's dark green shell did not find a buyer, which made him very angry.But when he saw the thing hanging around my neck, he seemed to be in a much better mood, and told me that he would also hang this cobblestone-sized shell on a string around his neck.
I said he was mentally ill, such a big shell hanging around his neck, is it indigenous?The natives don't do that, it's too heavy.
Cyril thought for a while and could only give up.He told me that in the future he will also get many honors, just like me, he will also build an honor showroom and put this shell in it.
I think this is the best home for this shell, so I nodded with a smile. "
Just because of Ronaldo's whim, Alan couldn't sleep at night.
James has woken up in a daze, and Allen is still kneeling in front of a naked poster of Ronaldo, without saying a word, with a smile on his face.
It was already dark outside.
Silent night.
James said: "I think your behavior can no longer be regarded as obsession. You are already a little perverted."
Allen was in good spirits, saying, "I just can't sleep."
"Isn't it?" James said, "it's all right, he didn't kiss you, he didn't do anything to you... My God, if he did something to you, wouldn't you be happy Have a heart attack?"
Allen said: "I don't have a heart attack. Also, what will he do to me?"
"Well, that's what men do."
Allen thought for a while, understood what James meant, and said slowly, "Oh, no, Cristiano doesn't like men. He is heterosexual. He likes girls. The hotter the body, the more he likes them."
He was a little too calm, James asked strangely: "But don't you like him?"
Allen said: "I like him."
James wanted to say something else, but Allen didn't want to continue the conversation. He threw himself into the soft bed and closed his eyes.
Allen cut off the connection, and there was nothing James could do.
The matter was put aside for the time being.
On the second day of team training, Allen was a little different from before.Everyone can feel it, but they don't know how to describe this feeling.He is no different from usual. During the training games, he still likes to play for Ronaldo regardless of the enemy or himself; when he is shoveled by a defender, even if the shovel hurts, he just frowns and stands up obediently; he eats honestly Eat, everything is according to the recipe, and he obediently eats the green pepper that Isco secretly put into the bowl.
But there is something different about him.
The Marcelo man thought foolishly, "Well, he sprayed hairspray on his head."
Everyone was stunned, and then looked at Ronaldo.
Ronaldo's eyes widened.He slipped Allen over, "Explain."
Allen was stuck on the back of the neck and shook, still a little cute, "What's the explanation?"
"Hair spray."
Ronaldo doesn't like fans imitating himself crazily. Last time, Ronaldo deliberately cut a hairstyle that resembled him, and it was criticized as ugly, let alone Allen, who learned to apply hair gel at a young age, isn't it? Curly hair will be shaken by the wind, what kind of hairspray is really good.
Allen said: "The hair is so limp, it's ugly when it's wet with sweat."
Like a chick in the rain—James' words.
"Where is it ugly? It's so handsome... You even put on the hairspray, and it's muddled. A big piece is raised here, but it hasn't been wiped over there, and what kind of hairspray you made, it doesn't smell good at all." c Luo said disgustedly.
"I stole from my mother."
C Luo laughed and waved at him, "Come here, I'll wash it for you."
Allen obediently stuck his head over.
Ronaldo carried him by the neck into the shower room, and threw him back 10 minutes later.Allen had already washed off the gel on his hair, and Ronaldo roughly wiped his hair, and he was a refreshing little boy again.
Everyone was very satisfied with his current image, three or five hands rubbed on top of his head for a while, and it turned into a messy straw nest again.
"Don't touch it! Have you washed your hands? Did someone pick their feet just now?" C Luo drove away their hands like a fly.
"No no."
Bell commented on Allen: "It's still better to look like this. Young boys don't need to use hair gel, they are too mature, and they are prone to baldness after applying too much hair gel."
Regarding the baldness caused by applying too much hairspray, I don't know whether Bell made it up casually or his real experience.
Anyway, Ronaldo doesn't have it, and he also likes to use hairspray. "You don't have to worry about baldness, it's mainly about your image. I heard that you asked your father to be your agent. Have you signed any contract? Some contracts will stipulate what kind of image you must have."
Allen raised a smiling face, "Yes, my father is my agent. I have no contract for the time being, and my father said that I should concentrate on playing football."
Ronaldo raised his eyebrows.
It has long been heard that the Allen family is a Madridista.Madridists, hold on to a pure white until death.His grandfather used to be a Real Madrid first-team player, his parents both worked for Real Madrid, and he grew up in Real Madrid. The youth training was La Fabrica, and his two younger brothers were also members of the youth training.
It is reasonable for a child from such a family to regard Real Madrid's honor as more important than anything else.
Not to mention commercial contracts, I am afraid that as long as he can play for Real Madrid, Alan's father can even give up the player's salary.
Ronaldo finally said: "Don't use hairspray, that's it." He dispelled the clutches of the crowd, but he came over and rubbed it himself, "Even if it's sweaty, it's not ugly. Your hair volume is not bad, and your hair will be less in the future." Let's change your hairstyle."
Allen nodded with a smile.
Anyway, Ronaldo agreed to whatever he said.
There are not two days before the game against Las Palmas. They almost just returned to Madrid for a day of rest. On September 9, they will fly to Dortmund, Germany to participate in the second round of the Champions League.
The other players are used to flying around like this. Only Alan, who just joined the team, is not used to it. He was so excited on the plane, and he was sluggish when he got off the plane.
I don't know if it was because the plane was shaking too much when it landed or because it was not acclimatized. Alan's stomach was uncomfortable, he felt like vomiting, and his ears were buzzing.
There were many fans when they got off the plane. Ronaldo, as the top card, was definitely going to make an appearance, and Ramos was the captain, so he also had to have a majestic and domineering image.
So the team sent Morata to take care of Allen.
Allen covered his mouth and vomited, but he didn't vomit, and there was cold sweat on his forehead. Morata supported him and discussed with the teaching assistant, "Why don't we go down at the end and go with the staff. Let the other team members Let them go first."
Allen stopped him, "It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable, it's not a big deal, I'll just drink a little water."
He sat for a while, drank some water, recovered a bit, and went out with Morata.
Morata is the star who has been in the limelight recently, and Allen's performance in these two games has also been hyped by the Spanish media as a copy of Messi.Together, the two still attract the attention of the media.
... More importantly, both are young and handsome boys, handsome and in good shape.Allen was a little uncomfortable, his face was pale, and Morata cared for him carefully, with his arms around his waist and his arm.
Allen couldn't hold on, so he changed to James.James feels that he can still persist. This small discomfort caused by flying is actually not as uncomfortable as playing on a high-altitude stadium.James once played in Bolivia, and he was about to start breathing oxygen halfway through the kick.
James, who never thought that one day he would be sold out, had mixed feelings in his heart.
James took Morata's hand backhand, "You are a good boy. It's really good, not bad. You can't be a lover, can you be my son?"
If it wasn't for that boy Cyril who was selfish, stingy, xenophobic and sinister, Morata would definitely be James' second child.
Morata looked puzzled, "Are you hallucinating because of the discomfort?"
After getting into the bus, the team doctor tested Allen, but he didn't give any medicine, but just told him to take a rest.James has been showing up for Allen.What he eats is completely different from that of Alan. Alan is more honest. He will eat whatever the nutritionist tells him to eat. James, who is a little more comfortable, clamors for German sausage beer.
He is the youngest in the team, and the most honest Carvajal is in the room with him.So, you can imagine what will happen.
So, when Ramos came to make rounds at night, he just seized the game console from Marcelo and the poker cards from Bell. Something went wrong and ended up smelling two sausages and a box of ice cream out of James' quilt.
There was oil on the corner of James' mouth, and he stared at him, "Give it back to me!"
Ramos rolled up his sleeves and stretched out a hand to pinch his face, "You're sick like this, and you still eat greasy sausages and ice cream? Huh? You don't want to be in the 18-man squad, do you?"
James exploded at one point, and immediately pinched Ramos, but his body was weaker after all, and Ramos pinched his face again, and it hurts to pinch a little bit of flesh. At the same time, it might be better to say that Ramos is bullying others strongly, and James is weakly resisting.
In the end, Carvajal couldn't help but said to Ramos: "He just has no taste in his mouth. He tasted a little bit, I promise, only a little bit. Captain, don't take this opportunity to bully him. You see, he is about to cry." .”
Seeing the indelible drops of water wrapped in James' eye sockets, Ramos was also afraid that the child would really cry, so he quickly let go. He didn't pinch very hard, but James' already pale face turned red. The big lump looked abnormal, Ramos wiped it on him, but it became redder and redder, and finally stopped dryly.
"I didn't take the opportunity to bully him." Ramos coughed and said, "The main reason is that he is not feeling well, how can he eat these messy things. Children, you need to be educated more to be sensible."
James said bitterly: "You better hope it doesn't fall into Dad's hands."
Ramos felt like he heard it wrong, "What did you say? What do you want to do to Dad?"
James jumped straight up and pinned Ramos to the floor...
——"Have you heard? Allen and Ramos fought for a sausage." It was against Dortmund, and everyone in the away locker room was still quietly discussing this matter.While the protagonist is not around.
Ronaldo was shocked, "Alan fought with Ramos? Just his small body? Also, isn't he sick? He didn't come to dinner at night."
Benzema nodded regretfully, "Yeah, it must be that I didn't eat, and I vomited up all the food I ate before. I was so hungry that I secretly bought some food, but just after I tasted it, Lamo It was confiscated. Allen was so hungry that he started a fight with Ramos. It is said that Ramos was chased from the far left of the floor to the room of coach Zidane."
"Wow." Ronaldo sighed, then suddenly smiled. "Can he beat Ramos? Ramos let him go?"
Marcelo said: "He can come to me when he is hungry. I have a lot of...healthy food, bread or something, absolutely no chips."
Morata said: "I will remember to tell him. Also, he has realized his mistake. When I just came here, I saw him apologize to Ramos."
"Let me just say, Alan is a good boy. Even if he fights, there must be a reason." Ronaldo said, "Maybe he is really hungry, 16 years old? I remember I was at his age, and I couldn't wait to swallow it." a cow."
"It seems that you can't mess with Alan who is in a hungry state. It feels like he has been given the strongest buff."
"The next game, let Allen not eat first, and after playing for more than an hour, he will be almost hungry."
Everyone laughed and didn't take the matter of Alan's fight to heart.
"On September 2016, 9, I gave the shells I collected to my teammates and their children, and they received a lot of praise. It seems that I will often go to the beach to pick up shells. After all, this gift is beautiful and free.
In the end, I didn't spend 15 euros in cash to buy Cyril's shell, but strung up the strange green shell before and hung it around my neck.
Cyril's dark green shell did not find a buyer, which made him very angry.But when he saw the thing hanging around my neck, he seemed to be in a much better mood, and told me that he would also hang this cobblestone-sized shell on a string around his neck.
I said he was mentally ill, such a big shell hanging around his neck, is it indigenous?The natives don't do that, it's too heavy.
Cyril thought for a while and could only give up.He told me that in the future he will also get many honors, just like me, he will also build an honor showroom and put this shell in it.
I think this is the best home for this shell, so I nodded with a smile. "
Just because of Ronaldo's whim, Alan couldn't sleep at night.
James has woken up in a daze, and Allen is still kneeling in front of a naked poster of Ronaldo, without saying a word, with a smile on his face.
It was already dark outside.
Silent night.
James said: "I think your behavior can no longer be regarded as obsession. You are already a little perverted."
Allen was in good spirits, saying, "I just can't sleep."
"Isn't it?" James said, "it's all right, he didn't kiss you, he didn't do anything to you... My God, if he did something to you, wouldn't you be happy Have a heart attack?"
Allen said: "I don't have a heart attack. Also, what will he do to me?"
"Well, that's what men do."
Allen thought for a while, understood what James meant, and said slowly, "Oh, no, Cristiano doesn't like men. He is heterosexual. He likes girls. The hotter the body, the more he likes them."
He was a little too calm, James asked strangely: "But don't you like him?"
Allen said: "I like him."
James wanted to say something else, but Allen didn't want to continue the conversation. He threw himself into the soft bed and closed his eyes.
Allen cut off the connection, and there was nothing James could do.
The matter was put aside for the time being.
On the second day of team training, Allen was a little different from before.Everyone can feel it, but they don't know how to describe this feeling.He is no different from usual. During the training games, he still likes to play for Ronaldo regardless of the enemy or himself; when he is shoveled by a defender, even if the shovel hurts, he just frowns and stands up obediently; he eats honestly Eat, everything is according to the recipe, and he obediently eats the green pepper that Isco secretly put into the bowl.
But there is something different about him.
The Marcelo man thought foolishly, "Well, he sprayed hairspray on his head."
Everyone was stunned, and then looked at Ronaldo.
Ronaldo's eyes widened.He slipped Allen over, "Explain."
Allen was stuck on the back of the neck and shook, still a little cute, "What's the explanation?"
"Hair spray."
Ronaldo doesn't like fans imitating himself crazily. Last time, Ronaldo deliberately cut a hairstyle that resembled him, and it was criticized as ugly, let alone Allen, who learned to apply hair gel at a young age, isn't it? Curly hair will be shaken by the wind, what kind of hairspray is really good.
Allen said: "The hair is so limp, it's ugly when it's wet with sweat."
Like a chick in the rain—James' words.
"Where is it ugly? It's so handsome... You even put on the hairspray, and it's muddled. A big piece is raised here, but it hasn't been wiped over there, and what kind of hairspray you made, it doesn't smell good at all." c Luo said disgustedly.
"I stole from my mother."
C Luo laughed and waved at him, "Come here, I'll wash it for you."
Allen obediently stuck his head over.
Ronaldo carried him by the neck into the shower room, and threw him back 10 minutes later.Allen had already washed off the gel on his hair, and Ronaldo roughly wiped his hair, and he was a refreshing little boy again.
Everyone was very satisfied with his current image, three or five hands rubbed on top of his head for a while, and it turned into a messy straw nest again.
"Don't touch it! Have you washed your hands? Did someone pick their feet just now?" C Luo drove away their hands like a fly.
"No no."
Bell commented on Allen: "It's still better to look like this. Young boys don't need to use hair gel, they are too mature, and they are prone to baldness after applying too much hair gel."
Regarding the baldness caused by applying too much hairspray, I don't know whether Bell made it up casually or his real experience.
Anyway, Ronaldo doesn't have it, and he also likes to use hairspray. "You don't have to worry about baldness, it's mainly about your image. I heard that you asked your father to be your agent. Have you signed any contract? Some contracts will stipulate what kind of image you must have."
Allen raised a smiling face, "Yes, my father is my agent. I have no contract for the time being, and my father said that I should concentrate on playing football."
Ronaldo raised his eyebrows.
It has long been heard that the Allen family is a Madridista.Madridists, hold on to a pure white until death.His grandfather used to be a Real Madrid first-team player, his parents both worked for Real Madrid, and he grew up in Real Madrid. The youth training was La Fabrica, and his two younger brothers were also members of the youth training.
It is reasonable for a child from such a family to regard Real Madrid's honor as more important than anything else.
Not to mention commercial contracts, I am afraid that as long as he can play for Real Madrid, Alan's father can even give up the player's salary.
Ronaldo finally said: "Don't use hairspray, that's it." He dispelled the clutches of the crowd, but he came over and rubbed it himself, "Even if it's sweaty, it's not ugly. Your hair volume is not bad, and your hair will be less in the future." Let's change your hairstyle."
Allen nodded with a smile.
Anyway, Ronaldo agreed to whatever he said.
There are not two days before the game against Las Palmas. They almost just returned to Madrid for a day of rest. On September 9, they will fly to Dortmund, Germany to participate in the second round of the Champions League.
The other players are used to flying around like this. Only Alan, who just joined the team, is not used to it. He was so excited on the plane, and he was sluggish when he got off the plane.
I don't know if it was because the plane was shaking too much when it landed or because it was not acclimatized. Alan's stomach was uncomfortable, he felt like vomiting, and his ears were buzzing.
There were many fans when they got off the plane. Ronaldo, as the top card, was definitely going to make an appearance, and Ramos was the captain, so he also had to have a majestic and domineering image.
So the team sent Morata to take care of Allen.
Allen covered his mouth and vomited, but he didn't vomit, and there was cold sweat on his forehead. Morata supported him and discussed with the teaching assistant, "Why don't we go down at the end and go with the staff. Let the other team members Let them go first."
Allen stopped him, "It's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable, it's not a big deal, I'll just drink a little water."
He sat for a while, drank some water, recovered a bit, and went out with Morata.
Morata is the star who has been in the limelight recently, and Allen's performance in these two games has also been hyped by the Spanish media as a copy of Messi.Together, the two still attract the attention of the media.
... More importantly, both are young and handsome boys, handsome and in good shape.Allen was a little uncomfortable, his face was pale, and Morata cared for him carefully, with his arms around his waist and his arm.
Allen couldn't hold on, so he changed to James.James feels that he can still persist. This small discomfort caused by flying is actually not as uncomfortable as playing on a high-altitude stadium.James once played in Bolivia, and he was about to start breathing oxygen halfway through the kick.
James, who never thought that one day he would be sold out, had mixed feelings in his heart.
James took Morata's hand backhand, "You are a good boy. It's really good, not bad. You can't be a lover, can you be my son?"
If it wasn't for that boy Cyril who was selfish, stingy, xenophobic and sinister, Morata would definitely be James' second child.
Morata looked puzzled, "Are you hallucinating because of the discomfort?"
After getting into the bus, the team doctor tested Allen, but he didn't give any medicine, but just told him to take a rest.James has been showing up for Allen.What he eats is completely different from that of Alan. Alan is more honest. He will eat whatever the nutritionist tells him to eat. James, who is a little more comfortable, clamors for German sausage beer.
He is the youngest in the team, and the most honest Carvajal is in the room with him.So, you can imagine what will happen.
So, when Ramos came to make rounds at night, he just seized the game console from Marcelo and the poker cards from Bell. Something went wrong and ended up smelling two sausages and a box of ice cream out of James' quilt.
There was oil on the corner of James' mouth, and he stared at him, "Give it back to me!"
Ramos rolled up his sleeves and stretched out a hand to pinch his face, "You're sick like this, and you still eat greasy sausages and ice cream? Huh? You don't want to be in the 18-man squad, do you?"
James exploded at one point, and immediately pinched Ramos, but his body was weaker after all, and Ramos pinched his face again, and it hurts to pinch a little bit of flesh. At the same time, it might be better to say that Ramos is bullying others strongly, and James is weakly resisting.
In the end, Carvajal couldn't help but said to Ramos: "He just has no taste in his mouth. He tasted a little bit, I promise, only a little bit. Captain, don't take this opportunity to bully him. You see, he is about to cry." .”
Seeing the indelible drops of water wrapped in James' eye sockets, Ramos was also afraid that the child would really cry, so he quickly let go. He didn't pinch very hard, but James' already pale face turned red. The big lump looked abnormal, Ramos wiped it on him, but it became redder and redder, and finally stopped dryly.
"I didn't take the opportunity to bully him." Ramos coughed and said, "The main reason is that he is not feeling well, how can he eat these messy things. Children, you need to be educated more to be sensible."
James said bitterly: "You better hope it doesn't fall into Dad's hands."
Ramos felt like he heard it wrong, "What did you say? What do you want to do to Dad?"
James jumped straight up and pinned Ramos to the floor...
——"Have you heard? Allen and Ramos fought for a sausage." It was against Dortmund, and everyone in the away locker room was still quietly discussing this matter.While the protagonist is not around.
Ronaldo was shocked, "Alan fought with Ramos? Just his small body? Also, isn't he sick? He didn't come to dinner at night."
Benzema nodded regretfully, "Yeah, it must be that I didn't eat, and I vomited up all the food I ate before. I was so hungry that I secretly bought some food, but just after I tasted it, Lamo It was confiscated. Allen was so hungry that he started a fight with Ramos. It is said that Ramos was chased from the far left of the floor to the room of coach Zidane."
"Wow." Ronaldo sighed, then suddenly smiled. "Can he beat Ramos? Ramos let him go?"
Marcelo said: "He can come to me when he is hungry. I have a lot of...healthy food, bread or something, absolutely no chips."
Morata said: "I will remember to tell him. Also, he has realized his mistake. When I just came here, I saw him apologize to Ramos."
"Let me just say, Alan is a good boy. Even if he fights, there must be a reason." Ronaldo said, "Maybe he is really hungry, 16 years old? I remember I was at his age, and I couldn't wait to swallow it." a cow."
"It seems that you can't mess with Alan who is in a hungry state. It feels like he has been given the strongest buff."
"The next game, let Allen not eat first, and after playing for more than an hour, he will be almost hungry."
Everyone laughed and didn't take the matter of Alan's fight to heart.
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