[Football] Prince and Prince

Lei Dongdo stared at the mirror for a long time, his eyes were sharp and his face was stern.In the mirror, Zhu Xu circled uncomfortably, looking up from time to time to peek at his face, after a long period of stalemate, Redondo finally said, "...When you come to Real Madrid in 15 years, the first thing I need to do The thing is to beat you up!"

"Huh? Huh? Why?" The boy in the mirror huddled into a ball with an innocent face. Under the pressure of Lei Dongdo's cold gaze, Zhu Xu moved back again, "I know QAQ, I shouldn't make a decision without permission Short your hair... I'm sorry, Brother Dong, don't be angry~~"

Carlos said back then that he and Raul were actually very afraid of Redondo, because Fernando was very serious about everything about football, even though he never said anything serious to them, but his eyes made them see He was terrified, not only them, but also Capello back then, he didn't dare to get angry at Redondo casually.

It was the first time for Zhu Xu to be suppressed by such a harsh stare. He has always been loved by the seniors of Real Madrid and loved by the people without principle. His eyes were filled with mist. Redondo ignored his kindness, which made him very wronged and wanted to cry, but he felt that crying meant losing The feeling of death made him desperately hold back the tears. "I just want you to participate in the World Cup, I want you to get the title of World Footballer..."

Redondo was clearly recognized as the world's No. 90 defensive midfielder in Europe in the [-]s, but by the time Zhu Xu and the others had already begun to be questioned, it was because he had never won the World Footballer and the European Gold medal representing the world's No. [-] title. ball award?

So, I want you to be well-known and honorable, and I want you to have no regrets in the national team...

Sighing, Redondo put his hands on the mirror lightly, and Zhu Xu suddenly had the illusion of being comforted by rubbing his hair, "Silly boy, the hair or something is just an excuse, Passarella just wants to be in the country It's all about establishing his authority." Redondo raised his chin, "My little prince... football is not as clean as you think."

If it is really clean, Diego will not be wronged and framed by Italy and FIFA, and Diego and Carney will not be banned from football by them-remember the 94 World Cup, he subconsciously searched for Diego's figure, but he couldn't find him... From then on, he knew that there were many things that he couldn't do anything about.

Looking at the child in the mirror, after he comforted him, he cried so hard that he couldn't make a sound.Redondo shook his head. His naive little prince probably couldn't imagine that the World Cup, which represents the highest glory of football, is just a tool for politicians to gain fame and fortune and financial predators to make money——

When he arrived at the club, Redondo who cut his hair short made his teammates stunned. Redondo looked at them blankly, and they immediately lowered their heads and continued to train honestly.Raul hooked the shoulder of Guti, who was recently promoted to the first team, and whispered: "Hey, don't you think Redon looks more handsome with long hair~~" Guti turned his head and reached out to pinch Raul's face, hum Said, "Fernando is handsome no matter what!" Then Guti ran away arrogantly, and Raul saw the unruly wolf cub blushing and approaching Redondo attentively, assisting him in warm-up exercises ——

Guti circled around him like a puppy, and Redondo looked at the child who was loathing himself in his head...

Finally, I can only sigh heavily——

In fact, I am only 27 years old. I am obviously not married yet. Why do I feel that I have already raised two sons. . .