Public Enemy [Soccer]

Regardless of how Ramos and Torres played cards, Pique's room tonight ushered in a rare peak reception period.

The Barcelona group, Valdes, Iniesta, and Busquets are all there, Fabregas seems to be taking a shower, and Pique is chatting with them.

As soon as Ramos saw this scene, he directly concluded that the Barcelona group had no good intentions at all!He clearly wanted to bully his cubs!

Pique, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the two mountains standing in front of him and stared at Torres and Ramos who were full of oppression, and then looked at Ivan behind them: "What's going on?"

"I don't know how to play cards, so I called them to help me." Ivan replied very honestly.

"Come play cards!" Ramos sat down directly, "Don't think about bullying the kids, I'll play with you!"

"Okay!" Pique's eyes lit up.

They began to deal cards in full swing. Ivan squatted beside him and listened to the introduction for a while, but before Torres could continue to say the next step, they began to fight and talk harshly. Seeing that they were forgetting themselves, Ivan thought about it and decided to show them off. .

In case the coach comes, he has to warn everyone!

Cesc Fabregas was also taken aback when he came out of the bathroom. Obviously he didn't expect that there were so many people outside and it was so lively. He was relieved when he saw that they were playing poker. When he turned around, he was stunned. .

Why didn't Ivan play with them and was still playing with his mobile phone?

"Fernandez, what are you doing?"

Ivan looked up from the phone, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "...Can you stop walking the bird?"

"What are you afraid of? They are all men anyway." Fabregas was very indifferent, but he still wrapped the towel on his shoulders around his crotch under Ivan's disapproving gaze, and sat down next to Ivan, "Why do you Won't you play with them?"

"I won't." Ivan replied honestly.

"You can't?" Fabregas was stunned, "You can learn if you don't!"

Ivan showed him the phone page, which was an introduction to how to play Texas Hold'em: "The two people who said they would teach me have already played well."

Fine.

Fabregas shrugged: "Actually, the actual combat is the best way to get familiar with these rules. You should play cards."

Ivan replied: "It's okay, I can learn first, and practice slowly when I go back."

Cesc Fabregas paused while wiping his hair, and looked at Ivan: "Have you always talked like this?"

"What?" Ivan blinked.

"Lukewarm, very official." Cesc Fabregas commented, "There is a sense of distance. Is the conflict between clubs so serious to you?"

Ivan was silent.

Fabregas has no idea why Ivan is so indifferent to him. If it is someone else, he certainly doesn't want to know, but as far as the current situation is concerned, Ivan may become the Spanish national team in this World Cup at the earliest. The main force, even the core player, Fabregas as a midfielder, as the person who transmits shells to the frontcourt, he must know what his frontcourt thinks and why there is a gap between him and himself.

Ivan's performance these days has proved his ability, strength and character. Although Cesc Fabregas has grievances, he doesn't want these to affect their performance in the team. For the sake of the country, he is willing to take the initiative to ask Ivan court.

"If it's because of the club's irreconcilable conflicts and reasons, forget it, but if there are other reasons, I hope you can tell me," Fabregas looked very sincere at the moment, "I admit that I was uncomfortable with you at first. Mostly because of the club, you see, after all you won two Big Ears Cups from us, so I will challenge you, but it's all over now, right?"

Ivan looked at Fabregas and suddenly asked, "Did you apologize?"

"What?" Fabregas was taken aback, "If you mean my provocation..."

"For the piece of pizza that was thrown out that year," Ivan interrupted him, "Have you apologized to the Sir?"

Fabregas obviously did not expect that Ivan would ask this question, and after a long silence, he said: "No."

In order to protect him as an underage player, Arsenal refused to admit who lost the pizza, let alone an official apology, but everyone in the player tunnel knew who it was.

Everyone knows who it is, including Sir Alex.

"Coach Wenger..." Fabregas obviously paused when he mentioned this name, and when he spoke again, his speech speed slowed down, "Coach Wenger said, he will help me mediate in private, I don’t know what kind of agreement he reached with Sir Ferguson, and I was exonerated from the prosecution. It’s been so long, why are you suddenly interested in this?”

"It's okay." Ivan shook his head, stood up suddenly and smiled brightly, "Tell Sese and Nino for me, I'll go back to my room first."

Fabregas didn't expect Ivan to be so sudden, and he got up: "Wait, you haven't answered me yet..."

"Real Madrid," Ivan said without turning his head, and there was no ups and downs in his voice, as if he was stating the facts, "The shoulder-to-shoulder friendship between Real Madrid and Barcelona is possible, but not necessary. During the game I will trust you with all my heart, as you trust me, it will not affect our game, and the next friendly against Switzerland will prove it."

Watching Ivan open the door, Cesc Fabregas shook his head helplessly. It seems that what Pique said is very reasonable. The conflict between the two clubs cannot be resolved and will not be successfully mediated. If this is the case, it is better to be so cool Not hot to avoid embarrassment during the national derby.

What he didn't expect was that Ivan's door opened and then closed immediately. The sound of "bang" startled Cesc Fabregas and everyone inside. Ramos grabbed the card and charged. Came out: "What's the matter? Fabregas, did you bully Ivan?!"

Seeing that Ramos' expression was about to become fierce, Cesc Fabregas quickly raised his hands to prove his innocence: "Why? I didn't do anything, and I can't do anything, right?"

Ramos looked at him with only one bath towel all over his body. After thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible for him to do anything to Ivan, and then looked up at Ivan: "So what happened?"

Ivan looked back at everyone.

Most of them gathered at the door. After all, Ramos was not the only one who thought it was Cesc Fabregas and Ivan who had a conflict or even a physical conflict. It's Ivan's problem.

Ivan took a deep breath, his expression heavy.

"First……"

"what?"

"Mr. Bosque is here," Ivan pointed to the door, "it's outside."

"……………………"

Bosque really didn't expect that tomorrow's game, their main players would still have time to gather here... to play cards!

Is this the reason for the fall of the Spanish dynasty? ! ! !

Immediately after he came in, he looked around, and as soon as he saw Ivan, he was obediently standing by the door and bowed his head as if admitting his mistake. Just now, he opened the door before he knocked on it, but then it slammed shut again, almost The smile on Bosque's face cracked.

Obviously, the young man's lookout ability needs to be strengthened, and the remedial measures of deception and stealing the bell are not in place, so that everyone is wiped out.

Negative Ratings.

The question is, don't these people even know how to hide cards? !He even came to pick him up at the door holding a card, was it because he was afraid that he wouldn't see them playing cards? !

Alonso, who was following behind, touched his nose. Bosque suddenly wanted to find Ivan. He said that he was in Pique's room without thinking too much. Fortunately, he immediately realized that something might happen and followed him. .

It's just that looking at it now, it seems that the scene is more tragic than imagined, and I might as well not come...

Bosque endured and endured, and took a deep breath to hold back what he was about to say. It seems that there is nothing wrong with everyone relaxing now, and tomorrow's game is another friendly match. Maybe these people think so , so it's easy here?

"Ivan, come here."

"Coach, that..." Just as Ramos stepped forward and wanted to speak, Bosque waved his hand: "Go ahead, I'm here to find Ivan."

"..."

The door was closed, leaving a group of them staring at each other.

"We...continue?" Pique tremblingly said.

"Continue, what continue?" Ramos threw his cards angrily, and immediately followed.

Ivan followed Bosque as well-behaved as a chick. He was ready. If Bosque blamed them later, he would take all the blame on himself. After all, he was the one who invited Ramos first. Taught him to play cards.

However, what he didn't expect was that when Bosque sat down with him in the room, the first sentence he said was: "I have considered your proposal in the morning."

"?" Ivan tilted his head, and then understood, "The one who plays as a defender?"

Bosque nodded: "I have a thorough understanding of you today, including your past record, position and style. I think your proposal is advisable—"

Ivan quietly added a "but" in his heart.

"—But!" Bosque really changed the subject, "The biggest loophole in Spain is the midfielder. Our midfielder is luxurious and we have a first-class striker in the frontcourt, but we can't connect them. At the same time, our offense is a bit off. .”

"That's because neither Diego Costa nor Fernando Torres can adapt to Barcelona's pass-and-control style of play," Ivan hit the nail on the head, "and you think I can."

"That's right," Bosque nodded solemnly. "I think that if it were you, you would be able to connect the midfield very smoothly. That's why I wanted you to play the nine and a half position in the first place."

Fabregas came from Barcelona's youth system and played for other teams, so Del Bosque believes that he is the most suitable person to combine Barcelona's style of midfield and frontcourt.

Now someone more suitable has appeared, but... Ivan is obviously more suitable for offense.

This put Bosque in a dilemma.