The years I played football at Real Madrid

j.m diary:

"On September 2016, 9, I read a novel recommended by Cyril, about football, and it was about me.

I didn't have much hope at first, but when I saw that the hero is the top card of Real Madrid and the captain of the Brazil team, he is handsome, aggressive, and can score [-] goals in a game to celebrate his girlfriend's birthday. I felt ashamed as hell when it came time to decide the starting line-up for the World Cup finalists.

Did the author really read the information carefully before writing the novel?

Even if there is no information, there should be some common sense.

I am the top card of Real Madrid, and I am the captain of the Brazil team.

I admit that I am very powerful, but...

I can't do the rest. "

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The game of the day ended with Real Madrid winning the Spaniard 3:0.

Allen was taken back to the locker room by Morata and Isco. He was not very popular before, and he did not often play games. He had no teammates to accompany him back to the locker room. Scoo is still not used to such tugging, cuddling and cuddling movements.

Morata is okay, at most he put his elbow on his neck.

Isco went a little too far, touching his waist with his hands, and even pinched it to try the feel.

Allen was itchy and numb, frowning, hesitating whether to remind Isco.

James said: "You are already a man, and you are still a man who plays professional football. Don't say too much. If you say it, people will think you are a sissy. And it is common for players to hug each other to take advantage of each other. Is Ke has no bad intentions, he just likes to play around. You didn't have many friends before, and your orientation... Forget it. I'll teach you a trick."

Allen blinked.

James laughs: "You put your hand on his ass. It's natural, it's like you put it on by accident."

Allen didn't move.

James said: "Quick, once and for all. No one around, no one will be found."

Allen slapped Isco's ass with a slap.Isco stopped and couldn't leave.

Allen twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, which couldn't even be called a smile.

Isco looked at Allen in surprise.

James said, "Pinch it."

Allen's face was flushed, and he pinched it according to his words. Not to mention, a man who exercises regularly will also have a good figure, and Isco's butt is very strong and upright.

Isco had a "sun dog" expression, his eyes widened.

"Tell him, 'You have to reflect on yourself,'" James said.

At that moment, Isco seemed to see Alan's cold eyes and evil smile.

Like a poisonous snake with its tongue.

Isco jumped to the back with a swipe, and looked at Alan again, looking like the well-behaved and sensible brother next door.Isco suspected that he was wrong, but the feeling at that moment was too exciting, even more terrifying than his butt being pinched.Isco took a breath and looked at Alan blankly.

Allen said: "You have to reflect on yourself."

Morata looked at the two of them strangely, and Isco turned his head and walked out in a panic, saying that he had forgotten something outside.

"What do you mean by saying that to him, he seems frightened," Morata asked.

Allen shook his head innocently, "I just reminded him to think about it, he probably thought of something he forgot, a water glass? Leggings? It should be something very important."

Morata didn't think much, and continued to take Allen away.

James couldn't stop laughing.

"Your teammate Isco is so funny." James said with a smile, "I remembered a sentence. 'Big ass and short legs are the charm of a man'. If Isco is in my side of Real Madrid, can I Playing bald with David and the others, the people on your side are too introverted and delicate, let Isco be so funny and not play, and he will take advantage of him..."

The locker room is a mess, but don't worry, it's an away game.Allen didn't feel bad either.

He tidied up his piece and got on the bus with the team to go back.

In the past, Isco always liked to lean over and sit next to him when he had nothing to do. This time, for some reason, he came at the latest and didn’t dare to look into Alan’s eyes. say a word.

This is a bit abnormal.

Benzema, the softest in the team, sat down and asked him what was wrong, what happened.Isco shook his head and said no.

Later, Ramos, the double captain of the club and the national team, came over and asked again, but Isco still said no.

Then... it should really be gone.

The carefree men happily started laughing and laughing together.

Allen returned home obediently, put his backpack away, went to the bathroom and took a shower.He was still a little unaccustomed to the new house and the new bathroom. He didn't pay attention when the flowers were blooming, and his chest was completely red.

Alan himself didn't feel serious, but his mother was very worried. She applied a burn ointment to him and told him, "Don't be so sloppy next time."

"It's all right, Mom," Ellen said. "I'm a man."

My mother touched his head distressedly, "What if the water gets hotter and burns you and leaves scars? It won't look good if you leave scars. When you go to the beach in the future, everyone will wear beach shorts and show their upper body , what do you do? Take a step back, even if you don’t go to the beach, when your teammates undress on the court to celebrate, can you take it off? Isn’t such a big scar on your chest ugly?”

Allen nodded, what mother said made sense. "I'll take cold showers from now on so I won't get burned."

"Oh, my silly boy." My mother hugged him and said, "I used to worry that you were too stupid and didn't understand anything, and you would starve to death in the end. Fortunately, you still have a little football talent. But now you slowly If you become famous, you will be coveted by more people, and then what will you do if you are cheated, you are so stupid."

James kept grinning.

"Mom." Allen called out embarrassingly.

"When you have a girl you like in the future, you must tell your mother. Mom will take a look for you first, okay?"

"I like Cristiano."

Mom nodded, "Okay, I see. Besides Ronaldo?"

"... Besides him, who else can I like?" Allen didn't understand.

My mother said: "But you and him can't be together. You are a boy, and he is also a boy. Well, even if I am not a feudal diehard, you and him are both players. There are no homosexuals in football. Understood? My boy. If found out, you'll destroy him."

Allen looked down at his fingers, and unconsciously began to pinch them.

"And he is already at the top of football. He has money, his reputation, his supporters, and his records, all of which separate you far. In his eyes, you He is just a child, and will not become a lover who can accompany him."

"But, but... I like him."

Mom sighed softly, looked at Alan who said "like" seriously, and finally said ruthlessly: "Look at the number of Golden Globes in Ronaldo's hand. Wait until you get the Golden Ball Only after you win the award will you have the qualification to say you like it."

"Golden Globes?"

Maybe it was the word Golden Globe that hurt James' sensitive heart. He didn't laugh or speak for a long time.

Allen thought that James is so powerful, he must have countless Golden Globes in his hands, and he feels that no one in his world should be able to compete with him, and there may be more than a dozen Golden Globes.

After his mother left, Allen asked James: "How many Golden Globes have you won?"

James said dryly: "I'm a frequent visitor to Zurich, Switzerland. Basically, since I was 20 years old, I have received invitations every year." He paused, "One year, I lost my temper and kicked over the front door. People’s chairs, they walked away, and I didn’t have my name in the next year. But soon, their bones didn’t last long, and I received another invitation.”

"Why are you angry?"

"Because I have a bad temper?"

When Allen continued to ask, James pretended that he did not exist, and refused to speak.

Allen didn't ask how many Golden Globes James had won in the end, and quickly forgot about it.

He still has more important things to do, for example, how to show his best side, let coach Zidane see it, and then take him to the Champions League.Not to mention the starting lineup, having an 18-man roster is something to be very happy about.

James also said that the best aspect of a player is his assists and goals.

Then, Zidane watched him desperately feed Ronaldo the ball during the training game.

What kind of wonderful striker has Lafabrica cultivated.

Zidane's expression was a bit inexplicably miserable.

Ronaldo wanted to laugh a little bit, held back for a while, didn't hold back, laughed heartily, and stretched out his hand to rub Allen's hair, "Good job, then make me a ball."

Allen blinked his big watery eyes and nodded.

Zidane couldn't bear it anymore, and separated Allen and Ronaldo into two teams.It should be like this in the first place, the main team and the substitute team can develop a tacit understanding in the training game.Out of selfishness before, Zidane occasionally put Allen in the main team.

But even if Allen and Ronaldo are separated, Allen will still involuntarily stuff the ball at Ronaldo's feet.

"Traitor! Undercover!" Enzo Zidane pointed at Allen, and then complained to his father, the head coach Zidane, "Sir, this guy is an undercover! He came to our side and returned to Cristino Make the ball! This is not an own goal, he is an undercover agent!"

Zidane rubbed his forehead, "He just didn't get used to it for a while." He looked at Allen who lowered his head in embarrassment, and then said in a softer voice, "You and Cristiano are now two teams. , you can no longer assist him, understand?"

But Allen wanted to be on the same team as Ronaldo. He looked at Zidane with pleading eyes. For a moment, Zidane almost softened his heart.

"No, no, do what you should do." Zidane rejected him cruelly, and turned around to warn the defenders of the substitute team.During the game, you should concentrate on defending the opponent carefully. Even if your side has an undercover agent, this is not the reason why they missed the ball.

The defenders on the bench are very aggrieved.

Allen also stood there not knowing what to do.

At this time, James said casually: "Want to go to the same team as Ronaldo?"

Allen said, "Yes."

James said as a matter of course: "Then you go to score, score a few more goals, and help your substitute team beat the main team. In this way, you can get their forgiveness and prove your own strength. Zida Nei is not blind, as long as the main team turns over two or three times, he will not put you on the bench again. Then you can happily continue to assist your Ronaldo."

Allen likes to hear him say 'Your Ronaldo', he smiles and takes a long shot after receiving the ball.

The ball was too fast and without warning, goalkeeper Keylor Navas failed to save it and the ball scored.

Allen smiled, and was quickly hugged by Enzo Zidane, "Good job! So you are a Snape."

"what?"

"It's nothing, keep scoring goals, good brother." Enzo patted him on the shoulder.