dream green field

Chapter 179 St. Cassie's Today
Zhu Xu nodded vigorously: "Of course, you are great, you will definitely be elected, your current state is so good, as long as you stay like this, you will, although the first half of the year is very important, the second half of the year will also have some impact, right? "

This is desperate, so this year, Cristiano would rather go all out with his injuries. He doesn't think that honor can represent everything, but if the robot thinks so, then he can only support him, and he thinks that Cristiano is worthy of a gold medal. ball award.

He was just a little bit chilled, who pushed the robot to this level, forced such a proud person to fight for his future football career, and he also wanted to win the Golden Globe Award and be recognized by the world.For Cristiano's accusations against sports, his answer has always been on the court. For others' negation, the proud Portuguese hopes to fight back with awards.

Cristiano opened the car door: "Get out of the car! Get some rest early, and you will go early for training tomorrow. Don't be late after the holiday. Jose is very strict, and you will be fined if you are late."

Zhu Xu got out of the car: "Aren't you going to come in?"

"No, I'm about to go back, I'm not here, that brat, I don't know what the trouble is." Cristiano seemed to have a headache: "Why are you so skinny? Who do you look like?"

Zhu Xu heheed twice, Xiao C Luo's condition is similar to him, and he is not afraid of anyone except robots.

On the [-]th, Zhu Xu specially told Joanna to call him half an hour earlier. After the holiday, go early, so that Uncle Bird will feel better!
Zhu Xu trotted all the way to the locker room: "Are you late? Are you late?" Then he looked up at the clock: "It's okay! I'm here. Damn it, I was half an hour early, but I was almost late instead. Usually when I come out at that time, I will be early Twenty minutes."

Damn it, it turned out that the traffic jam was an international problem, and he was fine. When he left, he looked back and saw that the traffic jam was miserable!

Ramos, the flirt, was combing his hair: "There's a traffic jam, it's a good thing you came out early, Igor sent a text message, saying that he was stuck on the road, let's be smart, if Jose is also blocked , we just wait for him in the locker room, and then find some excuses to fool Karanka."

"How do we know if Mister has been blocked?" Zhu Xu asked while changing his clothes, "We can't go out." I couldn't see that Casillas was blatantly using his power for personal gain and wanted them to be cover-up criminals.

Ozil explained: "We didn't go out. If the husband came, he would definitely come to the dressing room. The weather is cold, do you need to buy hats or something? Let's go together on some day, but you have to pay for it yourself. "

"The robot took me there, hehe." Zhu Xu smiled obscenely, he didn't spend a penny, haha!

Seeing Zhu Xu's smile, Marcelo immediately said: "Cris, Zhu Xu's income is not low now, much higher than mine, don't keep buying things for him, it will put us under a lot of pressure, and he will ask us Look up to you."

"Hey, Brother Ma, you really know me! Comrades, good news, I'm about to usher in my first individual award in my career. To celebrate my selection as the most popular Asian player, I've taken a fancy to it..." Zhu Before Xu finished speaking, the locker room was opened.

Mourinho walked in with a displeased face: "Why is it all here?" He was lazy after a day off, and he waited for a long time, but he didn't see anyone.

Ramos rolled his eyes: "Zhu Xu said that in order to celebrate him being selected as the most popular Asian player, he is asking us for a gift. We plan to listen to the total and decide whether to buy it for him, and then go out."

Mourinho's expression softened, and he stretched out his hand to pat Zhu Xu's forehead: "This award has no weight, and you are so happy, and you are selected, but not elected, so you just want something?"

Zhu Xu accompanied him with a smile: "It is very likely that it will be my first individual award. Of course I am excited. It is not bad to be selected. Maybe I will be elected. Uncle Psy, do you think so? There are people in Asia who are more recruiting than me." A rare player? I was selected as No.1, hey hey online voting, who has more compatriots than me, hey hey! This year’s acting president of the AFC is Chinese, I was elected, and he also has a long face! Hahahaha.” The more Zhu Xu thought about it, the more he felt proud.

Mourinho couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head: "Okay, okay, you can be elected, come out now! It's time for training! I want gifts and wait until the training is over to study slowly." After speaking, he turned and walked to the door, suddenly Seeing a footprint on the wall behind the door, Mourinho walked over: "Who did it? Is it you, Zhu Xu? I told you that kicking on the wall is not allowed! This kind of behavior will be fined."

Zhu Xu kept shaking his head: "No, no! It was you, Uncle Bird, who printed it yourself when you beat me up that day." Mourinho went out in person that day, but Zhu Xu dodged in time, so the snow-white wall took it for him.

Mourinho looked at the footprints on the wall for a long time, and felt that it was very possible. He immediately decided not to pursue his responsibility, turned around and was about to leave.

boom!There was a huge crash!The door was knocked open!Uncle Psy didn't have time to escape and was locked behind the door.

Everyone in the Real Madrid first team was stunned, staring straight at the door.

Casillas was out of breath: "It's all here! Great, it seems that Jose hasn't come yet, I'm exhausted, damn traffic jam, I ran all the way. Fortunately, I changed my sports clothes on the way, if Karan Ka asked, just said I went to the toilet just now."

No one spoke. . . .

The door moved slightly, and San Cassie was very dissatisfied with everyone's performance. He kicked the door back to the wall again: "What are you doing here? Why don't you leave now, and it will be troublesome when Jose finds out."

Everyone swallowed their saliva in unison, and then looked straight at the door, indeed behind the door.

Casillas walked in with a blank face, and the door moved a few times.Everyone felt the temperature drop, Casillas slowly turned his head, and saw a pair of shoes behind the door, then pants, then clothes, and then a slightly flat face.

Cristiano quickly stood up, opened the door and fled like flying, everyone hurriedly followed, even Ramos and the Spaniards left without hesitation.Not even a sympathetic look, this is a fragile revolutionary friendship!

At noon, everyone found that Casillas had updated his Facebook page: "This week started badly... Many Madrid residents and non-Madrid residents were stuck in traffic, and I was fined by Mourinho for being late for training. The photo is Evidence. PS. The good news is that we brought back three points from Malaga."

Attached picture: The picture is for Igor, who failed to get to the traffic jam in Valdevivas in time, and he uploaded it on Facebook along with the text.

Everyone in Real Madrid left a message: You always post the wrong photo!This photo is not convincing enough.

Casillas replied very sharply: Be courageous, you upload convincing photos, my today is your tomorrow. . . .

(End of this chapter)