dream green field

Chapter 129: Chapter 129

The Real Madrid players who walked not far heard vomiting blood, and several defenders even looked at Zhu Xu with death-like eyes.

Zhu Xu felt so cold, but he couldn't walk away. The reporter pushed forward: "Messi said that he wants the Espanyol team to win. What do you think? He will cheer for the Espanyol team!"

Zhu Xu broke the reporter's hand and replied: "The Espanyol team is their brothers from the same city. What can I think about him saying that? If he wants Real Madrid to win, I will have a opinion."

When Kalanka arrived, Zhu Xu was finally relieved and ran to the bus quickly.

"Oh, I'm exhausted! It's like fighting a war." Zhu Xu muttered, then felt that the atmosphere was not right, he looked up, Ramos, Arbeloa, Marcelo, Varane, Albiol Looking at him unkindly.

"I...I...you...what do you want to do? Wife, help me! Uncle Bird is going to kill me!" Zhu Xu shouted for help.

"Shut his mouth and beat him again!" Master Shui was very aggressive at this moment.

It wasn't until Mourinho came up that Zhu Xu was rescued.Zhu Xu held his head: "Uncle Bird, they all beat me!"

Mourinho's eyes were also wrong, and he scanned Zhu Xu's body with his eyes: "Do you really think highly of my defense?"

Zhu Xu's whole body was stiff, then he turned around and walked back to his seat with the same hands and feet: "Daughter-in-law, I'm so pitiful!"

Ozil patted Zhu Xu on the shoulder to express his sympathy.Casillas told him very tactfully that he thought Zhu Xu's statement was correct, but next time he would say it more tactfully. As a result, St. Cassie received several sad looks.

Zhu Xu suddenly understood the importance of status, he was beaten when he said it, and Igor only received sad eyes when he said it.

In the evening, they arrived in Barcelona. When Zhu Xu walked out of the airport, he found fans picking him up. He was very surprised on the spot: "There are also our fans here? I thought it was all from Barcelona." He couldn't help but be surprised because Real Madrid fans came The organization has been officially notified that no one is allowed to enter the stadium wearing a white Real Madrid jersey, nor is it allowed to hold any team flags, slogans and other white objects into the stadium.

The official explanation given by the Spaniard is out of safety considerations.On the one hand, it is necessary to consider the possibility of excessive behavior by Spanish fans, and on the other hand, once Real Madrid fans show their identities on the streets of Barcelona, ​​they may also be attacked by Barcelona extreme fan organizations.There have been fans arrested by the police for this.

So far, he can't even wear the white clothes that represent Real Madrid. He really hasn't thought about that there are Real Madrid fans in Barcelona. Once these people are exposed, what kind of life will they live?Really poor?He suddenly felt that these Real Madrid fans were like former underground workers.But it's really unprofessional, how can they expose themselves on their own initiative.

"Don't let your imagination run wild!" St. Cassie said helplessly.

"No, what did I not think about?" Zhu Xu flatly denied

"It's all written on the face!" Everyone lashed out, Zhu Xu's face will show whatever he thinks, it's really easy to guess.

The Juan Carlos I Hotel where the team stayed, Ozil and Marcelo signed autographs for Real Madrid fans in Barcelona at the Juan Carlos I Hotel where the team stayed.

Zhu Xu plays live games alone in the room. When he is alone, he always plays the green mode, enjoying leading a group of pig-like teammates to compete with each other.

"You just kick like this?"

Zhu Xu jumped up: "Scared me to death!" He turned his head: "Uncle Bird, why are you scaring me?"

Mourinho was very helpless: "I came to check the room and saw you playing by yourself, so I took a look. Do you usually play like this?"

Zhu Xu nodded: "Yeah, I didn't play very well, but we will still win. Last season, we already won the Triple Crown. Hehe!"

"What's the fun in this, you won't be able to touch the ball most of the time, and I don't think you ask for the ball actively, and you don't ask for it with your teammates." Mourinho felt that Zhu Xu was playing a bit stupid, and he stood for [-] minutes After watching [-] games, Zhu Xu never commanded others, wasting opportunities for nothing and even leading to a draw.

"It's the same in real games. There are very few opportunities for everyone to get the ball, and it is difficult for you to force others to do something, so you have to learn to cooperate with them for your goals."

Mourinho didn't speak, and Zhu Xu turned off the game. He doesn't like being stared at, whether it's doing things or playing games.

"You and Ozil are very similar, no wonder you have a good relationship." Mourinho sat down spontaneously: "He also didn't take the initiative to ask for the ball, and he didn't ask others to cooperate with him. He was very shy when he came. You have a temper with him. The difference is too much. I thought your personality should be more like Cristiano, or more like Benzema. How should I say? You are the kind of people who can express your heart. Today’s discovery shocked me of."

Zhu Xu couldn't laugh or cry, he believed that the madman was really shocked because he said so many words.temper.Temperament may change with life, but values ​​and habits of dealing with people cannot be changed so quickly once they are developed.A few months ago, he was still mediocre, how could he ask others to cooperate with him, all he could do was adjust himself to cooperate with others.But at that time his performance would only make people feel weak, but now that he has talent, such a performance makes people feel valuable.The sheep say that kindness is ridiculous, and the lion says that kindness is noble, this is the reality.

If we talk about Ozil's temperament, he is more like the Germans. They always do things in a rigid manner. The German team is good at cooperating, which allows them to perform well even without superstars.And him?Just because it's ordinary.Zhu Xu smiled self-deprecatingly when he recalled the past.

Mourinho was quite shocked. Zhu Xu gave him the impression that although he was not arrogant, he was not at all low-key and shy. A person who dared to recommend himself to him?How can a person who promises to be the greatest player after only playing football for a month keep a low profile?When Zhu Xu's talent was fully revealed, he also felt that Zhu Xu's choice was right, because people with such a temperament tend to be very independent when they grow up. Same, leave with fond memories before loathing.He thinks that Zhu Xu is very smart, and wandering is the best choice, just like him.

When he was watching the game behind Zhu Xu, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the person playing the game was Zhu Xu. Because he ran actively, Zhu Xu ran back and forth in the penalty area during the game, constantly adjusting and trying his best to do his best, but he refused to press any command buttons.

Mourinho shook his head: "You are too far away from reality when you play the game." He just finished speaking and then shook his head: "No, you always play like this when you play football. Your few goals are point grabs. Well done, you're running back and forth in the box a lot."

Zhu Xu patted his head: "Uncle Bird, I have to pass the ball when I play football, and if I don't want it, they will give it to me."

Zhu Xu wondered why Mourinho reacted so strongly?He thought for a long time and finally spread his hands: "Okay, I admit, I am simulating what will happen when I enter the national team in the future, is it okay?"

Mourinho petrified on the spot. . . . . . . . .

ps: I actually entered Sanjiang, what a surprise!Book friends, if you can, please click on Sanjiang and vote. I am so excited that I can enter Sanjiang. This is a good recommendation. Thank you for your support, thank you for your rewards, thank you for your recommendations, and thank you for your favorites!Thank you book friends, thank you for the starting point, thank you for the editor, thank you. . . (Zhu Xu's cramp mode is on...)
(End of this chapter)