Football: Guards with knives, shovel Ronaldo at the beginning

It was very hot, but the cotton clouds floating in the sky from time to time still brought a little coolness to people.

If it is said that the lack of cicadas in summer will always make people feel incomplete, then if you can't see girls in cool clothes on the side of the road, it is disrespect for summer.

Those white thighs walked past, shining in the sun so that people couldn't open their eyes.

Occasionally trembling ravines and swaying youth are perfect.

As long as you put on your sunglasses, take a sip of Bingkuoluo, and then compare your vocabulary and knowledge with your friends, this is the happiest thing this summer.

Ronaldinho was squatting on the edge of the training ground watching the tactical practice that everyone was doing, and glanced at the man in front of him resentfully.

It was Darren Burgess that Dalglish had specially arranged for him.

No girls, no alcohol, no pools, no parties, not even football.

According to Dalglish: "You only have 40 minutes of physical fitness now. If you can't meet the requirements of Darren Burgess, you don't want to participate in training and playing with the ball."

After taking a sip of water, Ronaldinho heard Darren urging: "The rest time is over, continue."

A cloud just passed by, and the sun fell on the training ground again.

Ronaldinho could even see the bright golden light reflected from the sweat of Lin Di and the others, which was a bit dazzling.

Shaking his head, he got up and followed Darren to continue training.

And the sun is like a god, taking care of this football elf that he once created with his own hands.

Amid the heavy breathing, Xiao Luo's vision gradually blurred, and the scenery in front of him kept changing.

Time seemed to go back slowly, and a huge noise came from the ears.

In his blurred vision, red and blue figures flashed past his eyes one by one.

Suddenly, a background wearing the No. 10 red and blue jersey appeared.

His footsteps are brisk and his movements are nimble. The football seems to grow on his feet, turning left and right, making all kinds of unimaginable movements.

Ronaldinho couldn't even feel the traces of the football rolling across the turf.

Those white-clothed opponents in front of them either fell or were in a hurry, as if the defense line that looked like a city wall was like a blank sheet of paper.

It was pierced by the red and blue number 10.

When the football was lightly shot by him and sent into the goal.

boiling!

The entire stadium seemed to be boiling in sight.

Above the stands on several floors, red, blue, and yellow seemed to be ignited flames, burning violently.

A touch that hits the soul directly, like a spring of strength and spirit, nourishing the hearts of every red and blue player on the field.

Wash their tiredness and give them greater courage.

"Hey, are you okay?"

A figure suddenly broke into his ears, and everything in front of him disappeared instantly.

Only that feeling remained, especially a trace of aftertaste in his body.

He turned his head and saw Lindy supporting himself.

After feeling his body, he found that his legs were a little weak.

Just now, Ronaldinho seemed to be shaking a little while running, just when the football on the training field was kicked out of bounds, Lindy happened to hold him up.

Ronaldinho has followed Darren for nearly 3 hours of training, which is called adaptive training.

However, this is also approaching his limit.

"Hey..." He scratched his head and sighed slightly.

Is it really old?

Over there, McKelly also took the opportunity to give everyone a rest.

Henderson and others immediately started a heated discussion about how to compete tonight, spitting and looking at Ronaldinho from time to time.

Salah listened silently while blushing, and silently remembered the most arrogant people.

And Glenn Johnson smiled slightly, and seemed dismissive of the competition between several people.

Racial advantage!

Everyone is full of energy after training, but Ronaldinho is gasping for breath.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard a sentence: "When a person gets old, does the gun also get old?"

Ronaldinho's body being supported by Lindy straightened instantly, and he looked at the crowd with an angry face.

"What's wrong?" Lindy didn't pay attention there, and didn't hear that sentence.

Just as Xiao Luo was about to speak, his words fell silent.

It ended in a sigh.

However, his eyes, which were clouded by alcohol, became clearer.

"Lin, I won't drink at night."

As if taking a lot of courage, Ronaldinho finally said seriously.

Lindy had a strange face: "Who said you drank tonight?"

? !

What's the meaning?Isn't it a welcome party?

Ronaldinho's face became a little ugly. Does this mean to exclude himself?

"Come home with me for dinner at night, and then Jordan will come to pick you up, so I won't go. Young people meet their idols, so I'm going to join in the fun." Lindy smiled happily, and he seemed to have caught Ronaldinho's pain point .

This is the legendary [Liverpool's second game]? ?

Ronaldinho felt the strength return to his body, "I'm so sorry..."

"Jordan, Ronaldinho may not want to go..." Lindy opened his throat and began to shout, but Ronaldinho reacted very quickly at this time, hugging Lindy and covering his mouth , and waved to the crowd to indicate that it was okay.

Dalglish told the team doctor that alcohol consumption can be extremely corrosive to a person's body.

An occasional binge drinking can cause physical damage, let alone a woman pairing alcohol, which will directly drain a player's energy.

Appropriate energy venting is a normal behavior, as long as it is moderate, it is beneficial and harmless.

Lindy naturally firmly remembered that Henderson's arrangement was not only an interaction between young people and their idols, but it would not be too much.

It's just that Dalglish also promised Ronaldinho that after winning the championship, he will arrange for him to line up in the swimming pool he likes.

Once per champion!

Lindy pays!

Of course, Lindy doesn't know yet.

...

That night, Ronaldinho and Lindy had dinner at home honestly.

The two chatted a lot, at least, Lindy felt Ronaldinho's change.

It's just that his eyes kept staring out of the window, which made Irene very curious.

Lindy knew it was waiting for Henderson to pick him up.

After the meal, Lindy did not break his promise, and Henderson arrived as promised.

Irene looked at the back of the car going away, gently took Lindy's hand and placed it on her stomach.

Now 16 weeks, my stomach is slightly protruding, and it is still in a period of stability.

For this reason, Irene showed a worried look: "You, don't you want to go too?"

As a member of the wives, Irene also heard about it occasionally, but this kind of thing is not uncommon in England.

As long as the person concerned doesn't say anything and doesn't put a hat on his teammates, it's not news.

"No, how is it possible!" Lindy suddenly trembled, was this a trick for himself?

Irene grabbed Lindy's hand, full of grievances and innocence: "But, it's inconvenient for her during this time..."

Just as Lindy was about to say something, Irene closed the window, knelt down slowly and looked up at him.

pretty face reddish....