The years I played football at Real Madrid

j.m diary:

“2016年12月17日。在6:1希洪之后,冬歇期了,我终于康复痊愈,能跑能跳,又活力充沛了。

During the winter break in previous years, I always looked around my property, or went to chat with a few old friends for a meal, and waited for Christmas, and went back to my nest to sleep for a day.

This year is different, and we have to make some changes this year.

So I declined David's invitation, and I didn't intend to stay in Spain, but asked my assistant to book me two plane tickets to Brazil.I'm going to go back home and have a look.

Early in the morning, Cyril was arguing with me, waking up without breakfast, brushing teeth without squeezing toothpaste, or secretly hiding my luggage, or letting dogs trample my flower garden, what's more, He also stretched out his leg to trip the crybaby as he walked by the living room.

I shook my head speechlessly, "What are you doing? You don't pack your things, you're dawdling, and you won't be able to catch the plane later."

Cyril's eyes widened, "Me? Is it me? I want to fly with you?"

"Not you, who else? I bought two tickets, one for sitting and one for legs? I told you the day before yesterday, and I told you yesterday, but you didn't take it seriously. Oh, You think it’s a crybaby, I’ve entrusted David to take care of him for two days, and besides, he’s going back to Argentina soon.”

"Are you sure? Are you sure it's me?" Cyril said in surprise, "I didn't even think that there was mine in those two tickets. That's great, me, I'll pack it up right away...is there time?"

I looked at my watch and nodded, "It's too late. Forget it, you can use mine first."

Cyril showed a bit of disgust in his eyes, and I couldn't help but smile and persuade him, "From now on, you must learn to be thrifty when you live with me. You must correct your way of arrogance and lust before, and learn to live on a budget. When you're young, it's bitter before it's sweet, understand?"

Cyril nodded quickly, very happy, at this time I want to tell him to run back naked, he may agree.

I smiled at him, and he turned his head to kiss me. "

In Brazil's small stadium, the final two teams struggled to decide the winner. They played well, and Allen's hands that applauded beside him hurt.

The uncle was still chatting with him, asking him which commercials he shot as a model?Is it clothes or cosmetics?

Allen sniffed and said, "When I take pictures, I don't wear clothes, and I don't use makeup. It's the kind of magazine where I don't wear anything and a few men hug each other. You know, someone always likes me. This type."

The uncle looked at him in horror, and Allen said, "Oh, my business has not been doing very well in the past few years in the anti-pornography campaign."

Allen looked him up and down, seemed satisfied, and raised his voice a lot, "Sir, I think you can too..."

The uncle shook his head wildly, "No, no! I still have a wife and children, and I am an 'upright' man! Thank you for your invitation, but I am not going to go into the sea."

Allen nodded and said regretfully, "That's a pity."

The chunky man also sighed. After a while, maybe he also felt embarrassed. After the team dispersed, he said he was going to talk to a player he liked, so he said goodbye to Allen. I'm leaving.

Allen played in place for a while, and was not interested anymore, so he walked around and went to a well-decorated restaurant to eat.

After eating, I went out to see that it was completely dark.

He felt vaguely in his heart that he had forgotten something and couldn't remember it anymore, so he returned to the hotel slowly.

The hotel that Neymar found for him is the best hotel here except for the national team. It is said that the environment is good and the security is better. Even if someone comes to assassinate him, it is absolutely impossible to succeed.So Allen went all the way back, opened the door with the room card, and found a black shadow standing in the room, thinking that he had encountered a super invincible killer.

Allen quickly raised his hands and said: "Bank, bank, card is in my black suitcase! The password is 666999, and there are hundreds of euros in cash in my wallet, mobile phone, mobile phone, you can also take it! And My coat is also newly bought, it is from Armani... Cristiano! You scared me to death!"

A true fan can guess who that person is even by looking at the projection of his lower body.

What's more, Ronaldo's standing posture is so unique.

C Luo strode over, put his arms around his head, and laughed haha, "Scared? I didn't expect to scare you, I wanted to give you a surprise."

Allen smiled, "Hey, from Spain? Did you come here just after getting off the plane? Why don't you call me, so I can pick you up."

Ronaldo shook his head, "I called you."

Allen fumbled in his pocket, but his mobile phone and tens of euros of cash were gone. I don't know if it was stolen by a thief during the meal, or on the way back.

Ronaldo said, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the hotel honestly? Why did you run out, telling me to worry about you for so long in vain." Ronaldo smiled and glared at him.

Allen felt something was wrong.

He rubbed his eyes.

If it was normal, Alan wouldn't say that he was caught and beaten, at least he was baptized by the storm in language, right?Why did Ronaldo just say such a sentence in an understatement?Is this a bigger conspiracy, or has Ronaldo changed his temper?Allen prefers the former answer.He looked at Ronaldo suspiciously, accumulating energy under his feet, ready to run at any time.

James, who already understood everything, just laughed and didn't speak, letting him guess wildly.

C Ronaldo has already put on Allen's shoulder very exaggeratedly, "Oh, you are really... naughty little cutie."

Allen shivered and looked at Ronaldo blankly. "Why do you call me that? I feel so awkward." He blushed. He didn't know if it was just so hot here in Brazil, or the temperature of the hotel's central air conditioner was too high. Allen felt a rush of heat along his neck and up his cheeks. Make him drunk.

C Luo smiled and praised him in a very sincere tone: "Because I found that you are really my beloved baby, you are cute and naughty, so I can't help but want to treat you better and love you more Just a little bit for you. Alan, my dear cutie, I want to apologize to you, the tone I spoke to you on the phone was indeed a bit too harsh, you are a good boy, you have been able to make up your own mind, I was too intrusive Forgive me, I should give you a little more trust."

Allen turned pale and asked him, "Cristiano, are you confused by my anger?"

Ronaldo froze with a smile, then gently stroked Allen's dog's head, "Why? You're just a little naughty, which I can completely accept. I even think that only naughty children are smart children, and it's better to be naughty. What! I like when you are full of energy."

Allen became more and more sure. "Are you trying to hit me?"

Ronaldo shook his head, "No, how come, you are my baby! Real Madrid's unborn genius, the youngest Champions League scoring record holder, my God, I am afraid that God likes playing football so much that he turned himself into You, no one else can imagine how young you are, how talented you are, how amazing you are! Just because I have you, I already feel that I have no regrets in this life!"

too fake.too commercial.

"Cristiano...don't hit me in the face." Allen turned around silently under his hand, turned his back to him, and slightly pouted his buttocks, "Slap your butt, no one else can see it, at least let you Let it out, don't hold yourself back into a psychopath."

"I'm not angry with you." Ronaldo slapped him on the buttocks.

James freaked out, "You let him touch your ass!!!"

"But you were so angry on the phone, but now..."

C Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he suddenly remembered, it was extremely fake, "Speaking of which, when we were 'chatting' on the phone, did you say something extraordinary?"

Terrible?

Allen thought about it, and seeing his eagerness, he knew it, but he still pretended not to understand. "Winter break? Is that what I said? It's finally winter break, and I want to come out and play."

Ronaldo squeezed out a smile, "It's not this, you should play around during the winter break, I can't control you, I'm talking about another thing. You said at the time that you have dual nationality, in addition to Spain, there is another , what is the other one!?"

Allen couldn't help but pursed his lips and smirked, and quickly said, "I think these are meaningless."

"How can it be meaningless?" Ronaldo said, "It should be a joyful thing to be able to contribute to one's own country, and even try to win the championship. Many players want to enter the national team. I can't get in."

Allen lowered his head and said evasively, "I didn't even make it to the youth team, how could I make it to the national team?"

Ronaldo wanted to give him an example of himself, and then found that Allen was indeed a bit young. At his age, he should generally be thrown to u17.Although it is a bit embarrassing to rob people with u17, but Allen's assists are just right and captivating. How could Ronaldo let this big baby go, "You have played in the first team of Real Madrid for half a season, go directly No one in the national team will say anything. You are talented. Pele won the World Cup semi-finals at the age of 17 and scored twice in the final to become the world champion. You, calculate your age, wait 18 In the World Cup in 18, you are almost [-] years old, much older than Pele. Do you think you are still young?"

Allen said: "No, no, I think it is meaningless to join the national team. Whether it is Spain or Portugal, I don't want to join any national team. I just want to play in Real Madrid and rest when I am not playing. .”

Ronaldo said: "How could you have such a rebellious, shocking, shameless, stupid and sad idea?" He angrily rubbed Allen's head vigorously, and then said angrily, "You don't want to join Portugal because you don't want to be Is my beloved baby already?!"