[Football] Prince and Prince

He is really not short of money...

Redondo's black line was dragged away by Gerard from the mature men's clothing section, and then stood in the youth fashion section, speechless.His current captain handed the card to the waiter and said boldly, "You can just swipe whatever he likes."

...he was literally alone and just a passport was thrown over.But he really doesn't have any special place to spend money. He lives in the youth training dormitory and eats nutritious club meals.Although I was often pulled out by my teammates to try the so-called British bar culture, but because of my young age, my teammates paid for going out to play.Football equipment and so on were prepared by Rodgers on the first day he arrived in Liverpool, and now even the casual clothes for going out are bought by the captain. . .

This catch is so familiar (-__-)b seems to be in the same pattern as that shameless pig raised by Real Madrid's descendants...

"No captain... I just need the coat just now." Before finishing speaking, Gerald pinched his immature face, "Why do 17-year-olds always choose what to wear at our age? Clothes? You really choose all those things—Guti might make fun of me for being stingy, saying that I will give you the clothes I don’t wear!” The last sentence was gnashing their teeth, and the retired Real Madrid players flew to Liverpool in turn, Zhou Zhou Flying is normal for them!Especially the wolf who was so obsessed with idols back then, he came here every three days to poach his own children!Is it true that the Red Army is their midfielder's reserve pool!

The enthusiastic waitress measured the size of the clothes for him, and Gerald and he immediately immersed themselves in the many choices.Watching Gerald order the waiter to choose the pairings, completely ignoring Redondo's preferences, knows that his taste is despised. . .

Redondo scratched his face with his fingers in embarrassment. He also pays attention to fashion. A few years ago, he looked the most fashionable and young among a group of old friends.Now I just subconsciously choose mature ones... This has nothing to do with appearance, it is entirely a matter of mentality. After all, he is 45 years old at heart.Ex-friends who were curious about his appearance and football skills came here to give him clothes and accessories, and they all chose young and fancy clothes for him, so the fashion evaluation of him, the core of the new generation of Liverpool, is: the taste gap is too great!Completely rely on the face to support!

Sighing slightly, Redondo doesn't have much demand for money now, he just wants to play football, and nothing else matters.After all, at such a young age, young people have tried everything they can play.Now he just wants to play football for a few more years. South American football players like them have a love for football that ordinary people can't understand. They always like the feeling of running with the ball on the court.So after he retired that year, he was willing to play in an amateur team because he could play happily there without him having to worry about the club. . .

This time he was caught in the Red Army Bowl by Liverpool in advance. On the surface, he went to college while playing football, maintaining his low-key style.But thanks to the rapidity of the Internet, Redondo still shines in the UK, attracting the attention of his old friends and himself.The core of other people's homes is always the target of scumbag excavators, so he is not surprised that Real Madrid scouts and old teammates visit one after another.

"Fair~~" Redondo, who was carrying big and small shopping bags, just stepped off the captain's sports car, and several figures waiting in front of the training base waved their hands. This cheerful voice?Redondo was still wondering. "I %&*#——come every day! Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Gerrard jumped out of the car with his sleeves in despair. Most of the guards at the training base are die-hard fans of the team, so seeing their captain go crazy , the Taliban-style guard El also rushed out with a grinning mop...

Hun Dan keeps staring at what's in other people's bowls!Don't let me train my successors well, see if I can't beat you to death!

The angry Jie Baozi had a ferocious expression on his face, but before he ran in front of them, he quickly deflated like a deflated ball under someone's smile. "Hi~~ Baozi~~" Owen smiled and opened his hands, "...Michael, why are you free today?" Embracing his childhood friend, Team Jie gave Cassie a flattering smile, and his eyes almost fell out the next moment come out!A middle-aged man who just got out of a parked car?A man with the same appearance and height as his new core...only more mature and wrinkled, a man who looks stronger...

"Your son plays so beautifully on the field~~Exquisite football skills, good personality, never go out to mess around~~We Red Army fans like him~~" The guard Er's big beard didn't cover his crack Laughing mouth, holding the mop upside down, scratching his head and nodding to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled gracefully, "Don't be so polite, we are the ones who bothered you." "No trouble, no trouble~~"

Another...world self?Redondo was in a very complicated mood. Team Jie was still a little terrified by the same strict defense that was calculated on a daily basis. He stared at Raul Gutikasi, who had come to fight Xiaodong as a team, with no good looks at all.

It's not that Gerrard can't understand Casillas' mood; Cassie is the double captain of Spain and Real Madrid, and the commercialization of football has made Real Madrid unable to take over. If they lose, they will either be hacked or blamed - back then Hierro could wait for Raul to grow up , Raul can still pass it on to Cassie, and now Cassie...he probably can only frantically brush in his heart: Where is the man? !And now he wants to retreat and can't retreat - in the end, the position is not glory at all but suffering!

Although we share the same disease...but Brother Xiaodong really can't give it to him, because Jie Baozi has no heirs himself

This worldly genius is getting younger and younger... A little seedling is immediately picked up by scouts from major clubs with green eyes, like Brother Xiaodong; he looks beautiful (now it's a world that looks at faces)!It can be used on the field (note)! It has been trained (re-note)! The midfielder commander that is scarce in the world (close-up)!

Not everyone can practice organization, and there is no way to achieve it quickly. The masters of organization in history have been playing the main force for many years to achieve such a state.It's not that there is no genius who was entrusted with the important task of organizing since he was a child, but the more he kicked, the more shameful he became.All the rich families in the world, all kinds of small beets, and the little beets that are cared for carefully may not necessarily become talents in the end!Now there is a ready-made, young (17 years old), excellent skills, pass the big scene, good at playing against the wind... no one will let go stupidly——

"I don't want to transfer, because I'm not short of money, and I'm too lazy to adapt to the new environment..." Brother Xiaodong said to his former Real Madrid teammate who had been waiting for a long time with an elegant smile similar to the mature version of Fernando.The people who were invited to sit in the coffee shop and talk together felt very unwilling.The child in front of him, his performance, his demeanor, make people forget that he is only 17 years old.Cassie's beard grew thicker. It's not that he was hungry, but that the kid looked just like the vice-team back then...Dug it out and raise it for a few years, and it will be his own family—this idea is too magical, I can't stop it !Anyway, Raul also belonged to Atletico Madrid back then, and Ramos also belonged to Seville o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

Brother Xiaodong looked at Cassie, who was much older than Guti, and was deeply moved.He didn't even know how long he could stay in this space-time travel... so he could only do the same as before, rubbing Cassie's hair, "Igor, don't worry." Fernando, who was invited by Raul, stared stiffly This childish child comforts his younger generation with his own face... the expression he is used to...

fall!He must be dazzled!