[football] exactly the same

For the first time in his life, Mourinho hoped that his vacation would not end, that he could stay at the resort all the time.

"Why do you want to test the limits of human endurance? Jorge, I thought you knew Cristiano, but you dragged Chris' father directly in front of him on Christmas Eve and said, hey, you are a fake, the real product is here ?” Mourinho hopped on the beach and grumbled to Mendes on the other end of the phone, “Do you still need me to tell you what a small-bellied person Cristiano is when it comes to Chris? "

"'What? I'm not the one Chris trusts, respects and admires the most? No! I will never accept this kind of unfair treatment!'" Mourinho pinched his nose and imitated Cristiano's tone.

Mendes covered his face in regret.

"But anyway, Jose, it's your job after all - and I'm sorry for the decision, but you know, I wouldn't even have There is a way to ensure that I can get out of my body."

For the first time, Mourinho did not laugh at Mendes' cowardice in the face of Cristiano.

Because Mourinho himself even drove around the gate of the base three times on the first day of training after returning from vacation before he plucked up the courage to drive into the parking lot.

Then he realizes he's not alone.

More than a dozen Real Madrid first-team players gathered in the corner of the parking lot and whispered, sighing from time to time—it was all worrying about how to face the two Ronaldos without asking.

"Ikal, should we... you know, congratulate Chris? It's a good thing, overall, but if Chris is congratulated, oh my god... I don't know if Cristiano will tear it down. into the locker room."

"I think congratulations should be made. You also said that this is a good thing."

"It's so naive, really, Mr. Di Maria, be more mature. I can imagine what Cristiano's expression will look later-it's not difficult to imagine, but it's creepy."

"I agree with Marcelo, friends, don't be naive, this matter must definitely congratulate Chris behind Cristiano's back-for example, while Cristiano is taking a shower."

"But traditionally, shouldn't we congratulate Chris as soon as we see him?"

"Abiding by the law! Citizens, abide by the law! Article [-] of the Basic Law of Madrid: Don't provoke Cristiano on the issue of Little Cristiano. My God, do you need me to find a lawyer to interpret this basic clause for you?"

"But I think our biggest problem now is how to deal with Cristiano - my God, I can just imagine a... no, a Cristiano who is furious all day long."

"No, I think the point is where do we stand if Cristiano loses his temper with Chris today..."

"Stand further away..."

The crowd was silent for a second because of this sentence, and then quickly separated and stood in a fan shape and looked at Mourinho in surprise.

"Sir?" The good captain Cassie, who stood in the middle and was obviously besieged for a long time, was obviously relieved, "Great, you are here. Then we can go in with confidence-but then again, stand far away What does one point mean..."

"When they quarrel, we stand a little farther away and pretend we don't know anything." Mourinho pretended to be calm and patted Cassie with a broken face, "Okay, okay, we can't stand here forever, can we? ?”

No, in fact, if possible, Cassie is even willing to stand here for the rest of her life...

Everyone sneaked into the locker room, and the two Ronaldo backpacks were already in the locker room as usual.But the good news is, there's only one sitting in the locker room changing—and it's the little one.

"Oh... did you come together?" Little Chris blinked his big eyes in disbelief and looked at the teammates who rushed into the locker room together, "Okay... my grandma baked two creamy cherry cakes— —I’ve divided it up and brought it here, do you want to try it?”

The very few reliable factions headed by Kaka immediately expressed their gratitude and affirmation, but the vast number of unreliable factions quickly searched every corner of the dressing room to confirm that Cristiano was indeed not here.

Then, Mr. Mourinho, the leader of the unreliable faction, squeezed into the seat of little Chris, squeezed little Chris into a corner, and put his arm around the shoulder of little Chris in a friendly manner, "Little Chris, my dear Yes, did you bring a cake for Cristiano?"

It hits the nail on the head and is very targeted.

"Of course, sir," Little Chris sat down pitifully in the corner, "Actually, my grandma prepared a whole big cake for Cristiano."

Mourinho let out a long breath, patted the non-existent soil on his body, and was about to stand up and go around the field refreshed.

Then little Chris sent him to hell with one sentence, "It's just that Cristiano said he didn't like cakes - I think he thought that was too sweet or something, so he gave that to my grandma The lemon cake prepared by Mr. Des was delivered to Mr. Mendez's house together."

God tore down the sky.

That was the only feeling Mourinho had at the time.

"You gave...Mr. Didn't kick you out of his house?"

Little Chris looked very depressed, "Yes, he let me live at Jorge's house - he said he didn't plan to give me his guest room until I bought the house."

Great, the house-buying part was missed by the useless media - but everyone at Real Madrid felt they'd rather it had never been known.

Come to think of it, Chris Jr. meets his family and then asks to buy a house for himself - what does that mean?Needless to say?Isn't it obvious that he wants to abandon Cristiano and put himself in the arms of his father and other family members?

While they all agree that this makes perfect sense, the question is here too: what should Cristiano do?Doesn't the care in the past count?While they'd normally be happy to see Cristiano balk at Chris Jr., which is kind of fun after all, when things do take a seismic shift, they think stability trumps everything.

Real Madrid's third-line form is very good, so for God's sake, don't make trouble-and to be honest, Cristiano is really very good to little Chris, although it may not be amiable in the traditional sense, but that This kind of sincere and kind treatment is really obvious to all.

"So did you beg him to let you stay?" Ramos asked with a little tear.

Little Chris shook his head honestly and nodded again, "Actually, I don't know why, Jorge told me not to ask. He said he would lend me a house until I complete all the procedures to buy a house."

"I begged Cristiano anyway - but Cristiano seemed annoyed that Jorge wasn't on his side, so he just threw all my stuff out."

Disappointed by Mendes' disastrous decision, everyone silently dispersed to prepare for training. Only Mourinho stood still, looking at Chris thoughtfully.

Little Chris wanted to pretend to be ignorant and continue changing clothes or something.

But forgive him, a man the size of Mourinho standing in front of him so alive, staring at him, he is really... How should I put it, if it is in a messy situation in the locker room Now, if someone is watching you intently, little Chris can't continue to change clothes-he's not Cristiano.

You know, strippers or something.

"Mr. Mourinho, what do you have... er, have you had breakfast? Would you like some cake now?"

It sounds like a very bad approach, but it's better than nothing.

"You know Cristiano very well - not necessarily better than Jorge, but at least about the same?" Mourinho thought, "But you two actually made a completely... sorry, but really very good at the same time." Stupid decision. I'm not talking about moving, I'm talking about Mr. Aveiro's problem. And after this problem, you just made things worse and moved out. Do you know what this is like?"

Mourinho thought that Chris Jr. would not answer this question, so he had prepared an answer himself.

"betray."

But actually, Chris Jr. answered.

"So why do you..." Mourinho didn't finish the question - if he was right with Cristiano, this statement seemed too serious, but other than that, he couldn't think of any other adjectives .

"Nothing will affect my respect and admiration for Cristiano, nothing." Little Chris emphasized seriously, "But, sir, I can't refuse a child who wants to make up for him, make up for my conscience restless father. So... I don't know, I hope to explain my decision to Cristiano when he's less angry - as I said, it's in my nature to adore and love him, anyone, anything It’s impossible to shake that.”

"This is the most natural connection between me and him, I think, time will prove this, and I will make him believe this-I am not a person who needs him to win or keep, I will never leave him, even if It's death..."

Even some sense of death and the unfathomable torrent of time only brought me back to him in the end.

"I don't want to comfort him with temporary comfort, I want him to know something in my nature, which is where I will always be."

"By the way, when did I say I just moved out? Actually, I haven't..."