[football] this god

Cristiano consoled himself for the night.

——"The little guy is still a kid, he doesn't understand anything, he's just jealous that you can make such a good friend", "Yes, he is jealous, narrow-minded, and calculating", and "Leave him alone" .

Cristiano was in good shape again the next morning and could sneak back to Manchester quickly and quietly for the league game against Arsenal a few days later.

Because considering that he has already had a complete showdown with Mr. Mendes, Cristiano has gained some benefits, for example: some more pocket money-the pocket money that Mr. Mendes personally persuaded Ms. Dolores to distribute money.

When he got back to Manchester he put the pocket money to good use.

So this morning, Mr. Ronaldo walked into the training ground with arrogance, and happily greeted the stunned administrator.

——"No, Ryan. Why should I go? Why should I help you face a furious Roy? Refused. No discussion... No, don't try to bribe me. You go and tell Roy why Cristiano is now Not in the locker room yet."

——"You can't treat me like this, are we still old friends? It's just one time, help me and tell him for me——Besides, you have the best relationship with Cristiano, and it stands to reason that you should know why he is now Still not here."

—— "Wait... Speaking of good relationship..."

——"Cristiano's little honey! Go talk!" A duet sang like this.

When Cristiano heard the conversation between Giggs and Ferdinand, he subconsciously looked at the time on his phone, then immediately tightened his skin, slipped into the dressing room quietly and quickly, trying not to attract any attention.

But at this time, Mr. Giggs once again demonstrated his true qualities of "Peace Buster".

"Ronnie, my dear, you've had a very..."

Giggs seemed to be strangled in the middle of his words.

The locker room was silent.

After about half a minute.

Giggs raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at Cristiano, then turned his head tremblingly and said to Ferdinand: "Leo, our Ronnie was captured by aliens."

Ferdinand's expression did not look as frightened as Ryan Giggs.

Even Rooney had a "are you kidding me" look.

"Shut up, Ryan." Cristiano quickly searched the surrounding area, confirmed that there was no fire-breathing dragon named Keen, and quickly crept to his seat to sit down, "I was not captured by aliens, I just It’s just a small change.”

"No, it's not small at all..." Giggs wanted to say something, but he didn't have time.

- "I heard you say Cristiano? Is he coming?"

Keane walked from the direction of the weight room to the locker room as he spoke.

Then he also showed a "Are you mentally retarded" expression.

But the captain of Manchester United lived up to his reputation - he quickly calmed down, stood at the door with his hips crossed, stared at Cristiano and asked: "So you are late today because of this ghost thing?"

Cristiano's eyes flicked left and right.

——"The Jazz stared at the staff on the outfield to tidy up the lawn. He found this morning that there was a piece of grass on the edge of the field that was a bit higher than it was - if you are looking for the Jazz." Rooney reminded trying to find Cristiano in a bunker, "Do you need me to help you call Sir? Oh no, Roy, I'm just teasing him, of course I won't go."

"Wayne!" Cristiano yelled, trying to wake up Mr. Rooney's dormant conscience.

But obviously it didn't work.

Cristiano laments the passing of a friendship - yes, he and Mr Rooney are no longer friends!

Keane nodded approvingly at Rooney, then strode up to Cristiano, grabbed the emaciated (?) Cristiano from his seat, and took him directly into the bathroom by the collar at the back of his neck.

——By the way, he also took away a bottle of shampoo that Mr. Giggs hadn't opened in time.

The Manchester United dressing room rushed to the door of the bathroom in an instant, trying to squeeze into the best viewing point with their height, weight or dexterity.

——"No, wait! Roy, you can't do this to me! I have such a right! This is □□! This is Great Britain, a country of freedom! It is..." Cristiano was dying.

"This is a free country, but this is not a free locker room." Mr. Keen said dryly, then found a shower head and put Cristiano under it, pulling his ears and lowering his head, Poured half a bottle of shampoo on top of his head.

——"Save a little!" Because it took a little effort to be surprised by Mr. Keen's smooth robbing movements, Mr. Giggs had to stand at the end of the crowd while watching and said distressedly, "This is still the hair growth series. And, Roy, I also bought conditioner, do you need it?"

Keane didn't seem to hear it. He just turned on the nozzle quickly like a skilled shampooer, adjusted the water temperature, and then glared at Cristiano, "Open the foam yourself, and then I'll flush you."

No one spoke for the poor young man, everyone was waiting to see the excitement.

Cristiano washed all his hair gel in resentment.

Yes, a hairspray.

——"This is the good boy of Manchester United." Keane crossed his arms and watched Cristiano comment when he finally dried his hair, "Cristiano, you can't use hairspray like those bad boys, it will distract you attention."

"But there must be some reason." Mr. Ryan Giggs Holmes said, "Cristiano wouldn't put that kind of thing on his head for no reason——Cristiano, that will cause hair loss, you do you know?"

However, I have used it for more than ten years and nothing happened. After all, I am not British.Cristiano thought bitterly.

Keane didn't show great enthusiasm as to why Cristiano did what he did, simply dismissing the crowd after making sure Cristiano hadn't had a chance to apply hairspray again.

Except Mr. Giggs, and Mr. Giggs again.

"We still love you." Giggs looked at Cristiano with pity. He seemed to have something to say to Cristiano, as an old Manchester United player and hero.

Cristiano snorted, "No, you abandoned me, especially Wayne."

Giggs looked a little uneasy after hearing this sentence, and he seemed to feel that he needed to order something.

"Hey Cristiano, are you really mad? I noticed you called our little Mr. Rooney Wayne - Roy and we are all for your own good. Don't look at me like that, I'm not talking about hair loss Thing, I was just wondering... You know, you accepted a new advertising contract, and if you spend a lot of time on your looks, you can imagine what the media will say about you. You're young, you Maybe don't know how the media can destroy a player." Giggs is rarely serious, but this time he was serious.

"It's not a good sign not to show up so early in training because of hairspray," Giggs added.

Cristiano continued to blow his hair sullenly, "Thank you, Ryan. I know you're right - I'm not...you know, I'm not going to be mad at you, I just really don't like curly hair, that Looks like Teddy. I don't like Teddy, Teddy isn't vicious enough."

As Cristiano said, he made a vicious expression, but immediately became more sullen, "Look, look, you can never be vicious when you have curly hair."

Giggs' mouth twitched.

Is it a matter of preference for dogs?

"Actually it's okay..." Giggs gave a dry laugh. "Anyway - I know, you may not think hairspray is a big problem, but you know, Manchester United have some special cases."

Like Mr. Beckham.

Cristiano continued to blow his hair sullenly, "Okay...then maybe in a while I can talk to Roy about this - I really just don't like curly hair and teddy. You don't think huskies are cool ?"

I do know that Huskies have the lowest IQ...Mr. Giggs complained, but he was kind and did not discourage Cristiano.

"Then about Wayne?" Giggs thought for a while, and still cared about the relationship between the children.

Cristiano put down the hair dryer, played with his curls for a while, and said casually: "It's nothing, it's just that some people don't like me calling him honey, so I changed my words for a while, it was just inertia."

Mr. Giggs was silent for a moment.

"Is it Argentine?"

Cristiano nodded casually, "Yes, that cheapskate."

"Cristiano, guess what? When you can tolerate a person being jealous to this extent, you will basically be equally jealous-this is my experience, think for yourself." Giger Mr. Si sighed, patted Cristiano on the shoulder pretendingly, and then walked out of the bathroom with heavy steps——

——"Leo! Big news! The story of Cristiano and the Argentine is updated!"