dream green field

Chapter 286 Ending
Must enter!Must go in!

Buddha, God, angel, fairy sister, whichever is good, you must enter if you are blessed!

At this moment, Zhu Xu prayed all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and then looked contemptuously at the dog skin plaster beside him, could it be that you can still grab the header?
The Real Madrid team is in the penalty area, pushing with the Barcelona players, hoping to create more space for this free kick.

Cristiano was expressionless, but it could be seen from his clenched fists that he was also very nervous at this time.

All fans stand up!Follow the football!

The football made an arc, flew not far, then suddenly fell and hit the wall!
Barcelona captain Puyol, whose body reacted faster than his brain, kicked the ball away with one kick!
At the same time, the referee blew the final whistle!

The Bernabeu was quiet, and then the cheers of the Barcelona fans resounded in the Bernabeu.

The voice of the home commentary came from the Bernabéu's expensive speakers: "It's over, [-] to [-], we lost." Just a short sentence, as if exhausted all the energy!

The commentary of the Barcelona commentator surprised: "Win, we won, the strongest Real Madrid, haha! Well, maybe he is the strongest on earth, haha! Victory belongs to Barcelona!"

Commentators from all over the world are commenting: "The falling leaf ball, Cristiano won a goal with the falling leaf ball in the Portuguese game. Today, his famous ball made him taste failure, and the position of whereabouts is too early. He is also a fallen leaf, Defeat also leaves leaves!"

On the grass at the Bernabeu, Cristiano knelt directly on the grass, his head deeply buried in the field he loves.

The Bernabéu fans stood up silently, turned and left without saying anything.

The Bernabéu's high-end stereo did not sound again!
The rest on the court are the players from both sides, and the cheers of the Barcelona fans!

Lost!

They tried their best, but they still lost!
In the end they still failed to save the game!
It's not that I haven't thought about such a result, but when the result comes, my heart still hurts.

Zhu Xu stood quietly on the grass, looking from the fallen Cristia, to the exhausted teammates, to the celebrating Barcelona players.The picture in front of him seemed fake. He lowered his head and silently wiped his face with his clothes.

Damn rain, it always blurs my vision!

He forgot that the rain had already stopped.

Barcelona players are celebrating!
And they just stood there quietly!

Zhu Xu looked up at the scoreboard, and then at Cristiano who fell to the ground. His heart seemed to be blocked by something, he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't think.

Messi stepped forward, hugged him, and said something, he doesn't remember much, it seems that he said something?Harvey also came, patted him on the back, seemed to say something, and then who?Puyol?Inesta?He didn't remember much, he just had a stiff face and the corners of his mouth were twitching, he thought his smile must be fake.

What are they talking about?Who knows?What does it matter what you say?This is the game!This is Derby!
The players on both sides walked back silently, and now they are going back to the locker room. The game is over, and they have called a curtain call!
Pique reached out to shake hands with Marcelo who was walking towards him, but the Brazilian ignored him. It wasn't for Pique's foul, maybe Real Madrid would have evened. Now who wants you, a Catalan, to pretend to be kind?Marcelo patted Pique's outstretched hand away in disgust, and left without looking back.

A night full of sadness, this night, they are all losers, Barcelona did it, Messi did it, he let Real Madrid taste the mood of the Barcelona team at the Nou Camp.

Real Madrid and Barcelona players left one after another. On the court, Cristiano lay there motionless. He seemed to want to find his last breath of strength on the court he loved.

Mourinho lowered his head and sat on the coach's bench. He went to congratulate Barcelona at the end, and then came back and sat down with his head bowed. He had a lot to think about, and the cold night was more helpful for him to think.

Zhu Xu raised his head and faced the sky. It turns out that this is what it feels like to lose!It's really not that pleasant.The hope of victory and the pain of failure are the complete football, and the complete life is filled with shortcomings and satisfaction. Next time, next time, next time we will definitely win!

Zhu Xu glanced at the Bernabéu, the blue seats and the white team flags were thrown away all over the place.

Bernabeu are you crying?Are those white team flags your tears?
Zhu Xu glanced at the grass, the proud man was still lying there, in his eyes Cristiano was always arrogant and extremely proud.

Calling Messi is not normal. People who like football like to watch me play football.

What a proud declaration, but at this time!At this moment, Cristiano was just lying quietly!

Zhu Xu looked at the coach bench. Uncle Bird was sitting alone with his head bowed. The madman in his memory always raised his head proudly, contemptuous of everything, spat at the media, and yelled at them or the referee.And these days, 'the most special one' just keeps his head down.

Seeing Mourinho like this, seeing the Real Madrid team flag left on the stands, at this moment he doubted whether Mourinho is suitable for Real Madrid, really doubted?In a club like Real Madrid, there are too many things to consider. Mourinho can't do what he did at Chelsea: You only need one star, and that's me!It is also impossible to get full support like in Inter Milan.

The arrival of the madman is a compromise of all members of Real Madrid, because after the [-]-[-] season, Real Madrid had no championship for [-] years before the madman came.Moreover, Barcelona is getting stronger and stronger, and the group of children from their youth training are at their best age.For all members of Real Madrid, the darkness does not know how long it will last. They once let Barcelona [-]-[-], [-] years without a championship, and now they see a terrible future.

So "the most special one" came. Even though they knew that Mourinho's character was different from Real Madrid, everyone still invited him because both the fans and the club needed trophies.

The Copa del Rey, the Super Cup, the nobleness of the Real Madrid fans came out again, and then the gold medal coach was constantly criticized and pointed at. Many, many others.

The saddest thing tonight is them, but the worst thing tomorrow is coach Mourinho.

Looking at the two equally proud Portuguese on the field, Zhu Xu wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, so he could only go back to the locker room silently.

Sir, Cris, cheer up!You are never alone!

He returned to the locker room, it was quiet, no one wanted to talk, and no one screamed or slammed the cabinet hard to vent all their unhappiness.The original laughter was gone, and everyone sat quietly, waiting for the madman to arrive. Zhu Xu felt that they might not be able to wait for Uncle Psy today.

He sat silently in front of his locker, recalling the bits and pieces when he came to Spain, he fell in love with this white, he fell in love with them, fell in love with Real Madrid, fell in love with Madrid, and now, how much love As deep as the pain is.

They tried their best, but they didn't win. He had no complaints about the result of the game. Whether it was in his heart or strength, a loss was a loss.Could it be that Barcelona lost to Getafe because of their strength?
If you lose, it proves that others are doing well.The bitter pill of failure must be swallowed, because most of the Real Madrid people are abnormal tonight, including him.

Real Madrid has been suppressed by Barcelona for a long time, like a taut string. Today, the string of Real Madrid was pulled even tighter. Cristiano was out of state and wasted several opportunities. At the last moment, he still failed to find himself.He too, under pressure, forgets about his football and just remembers not to lose.

Tonight, the tight string finally overwhelmed, broke, and it's over!
Zhu Xu sighed, this is football, people follow it, happy or sad, people give all their love to this little ball.

Cristiano came in, he closed the locker room door, then sat down silently without saying anything.

The whole room was silent, the cheering in the dressing room of the visiting team next door had stopped, and the room was icy cold.They want to see their head coach, even if they are scolded, they want to get back some warmth.

The locker room door opened, and everyone focused their eyes on the door, a gleam appeared in their eyes, then dimmed instantly, and they lowered their heads again.

It was not their coach Mourinho who came in, but their chairman Florentino.

Real Madrid President Florentino, when he opened the locker room door, he saw a sad and frustrated team.

He missed another chance to win Barcelona. He was very helpless. He knew that these children were also suffering, so he came.

Seeing the appearance of the crowd, Florentino knew that this defeat made his players very depressed. The Real Madrid dressing room was very dull. There was only black in front of the players. They could not find an explanation, nor could they define everything that happened in the game. .Everyone was depressed and pessimistic, doubts began to appear, and the morale of the team was very low.

The Spanish financial tycoon looked distressed at the stars he had collected so hard: "Children, what's wrong with you? The league is a competition where the team with the most stable performance can win the championship, and we have been very stable this season. Although we lost It is a bitter dish for Barcelona that no one wants to eat, but we cannot ignore our excellent record of consecutive victories. We continue to look forward, and we are still ahead in the standings!"

The Real Madrid players lowered their heads and didn't speak, they didn't know what to say.

Florentino said: "Children, I have experienced countless things in my life that are more serious than this failure, but today, I am still the chairman of Real Madrid, and my ACS Group is still the most famous construction company in Spain. Keep your spirits up, this is just a [-]-point league, you must continue to fight, continue to struggle. You must cheer up, you must restore morale as soon as possible, because the league is still very long, we have the ability to win the league championship. Everyone has to get their strength back because the team is in a good shape right now."

Everyone nodded numbly, and then there was silence. Florentino looked around, and he seemed to find something was missing in the dressing room. He sighed slightly, patted Casillas and Cristiano on the shoulders and walked out.Lafayette had a helpless smile on his face, these children were too young.

Everyone understands the truth, but depression and sadness will not leave just because you understand the truth.

　Well, that's it for Derby, don't scold me, I have already suffered retribution, today I accidentally peeled off half of my thumbnail, it hurts very much!Fingers connected to hearts!And it directly affects typing speed.

　　Heck, my nails don't grow, okay, I have them trimmed, okay?Bad! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)