The years I played football at Real Madrid

j.m diary:

“October 2016, 10. The sandwich I had for dinner, the one without the filling.

There should have been a leaf of lettuce in it, but I regret to find that the lettuce planted in the backyard has been stolen by Mark, the star of Atletico Madrid next door.

**Atletico Madrid is really poor, and can't afford to pay the star's salary, so that they have to go to the Real Madrid next door to steal food.

Ah, poor thing.

Getting a German Shepherd tomorrow?Or Ronaway? "

The subsequent development of things...

Marcelo and others, who were hiding behind the door and eavesdropping, heard nothing. About a minute later, there was a scream and the door was opened.

Ronaldo walked in front, followed by Allen who was chasing him and kept apologizing. Allen was flustered and didn't know what to do. Dare to reach out again, and follow Ronaldo every step of the way.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a mistake just now." Allen said cautiously, "I know I was wrong, so I won't dare next time. Please forgive me."

Ronaldo walked in front, with long legs and big strides, full of momentum, turned to ask him, "Isn't it pretty good before?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong."

Allen lowered his head sullenly, crying so sad, he felt that Ronaldo would never take care of himself again.

Unexpectedly, Ronaldo walked forward for about ten steps, but he didn't see Alan when he turned around. He frowned and said, "Aren't you following? Do you want to run?"

"what?"

Ronaldo said impatiently, "Didn't I treat you to delicious food every time after playing football? It's that hotel, do you still want to go? Forget it if you don't go." He still has a headache now, Quickly rubbed it, and muttered, "Isn't it a concussion?"

Allen ran over in surprise, carrying his rabbit backpack, and followed Ronaldo in a bouncing manner.The two were talking, ignoring the surrounding teammates, and just walked away...

Everyone looked at Zidane who came out, their eyes full of admiration.

Sure enough, he is a head coach who was born as a world-class midfielder, and he is very good at solving the locker room problem. Look, just for a while, Allen apologized, and Ronaldo forgives. The two continue to live in friendship and peace. rising.

This is the charm of a master.

Zidane touched his bald head and said nothing.

Because he did nothing.

The situation was very urgent at that time, and the atmosphere was tense for a while, and the two of them refused to let the other go.But for some reason, Allen suddenly paused, maybe because he realized what had happened, he was scared all of a sudden, screamed, and then apologized with horror on his face. As soon as he apologized, Ronaldo eased up. It's just that I was still a little annoyed after all, and walked outside while getting angry, and there was the previous scene.

Sure enough, it's better not to interfere.

Children's conflicts are resolved by the children themselves.

Zidane looked at everyone, "What are you doing here? Are they all free?"

Marcelo blinked his round eyes, "Sir, you occupied the dressing room, we had to wait outside, before we had time to shower and change."

"Is there only one place to shower in Real Madrid?"

"No, but our clothes..."

Zidane touched his nose, "Do you have to change clothes after taking a shower?"

"This, shouldn't this be changed?" Marcelo wanted to say more, but was held back by Pepe. Pepe smiled and carried Marcelo into the locker room two or three times.

When the head coach walked away, Pepe said, "What's the use of you fighting against your husband?"

Marcelo scratched his ears and asked, "Hey, did Alan really fight with Chris just now? I can't see it... No, I mean, I don't usually see him so courageous, it's not Chris Did he say everything? Why did it suddenly explode?"

"Slave uprisings are generally produced under long-term oppression." Navas said secretly.

"It's the same as last time, and I suddenly started to fuck with Sese, and little Allen's temper is a bit hot." Marcelo said.

Peipei said: "Otherwise, how did it come about that he broke his leg when he shoveled him last time? You thought he was cute and cute, but he was really a little white rabbit. He used to kick his back. Come on!" , slap; come two, slap."

Anyway, Pepe thinks that Allen is a ruthless character, and sometimes Allen's words and actions really make him feel a little sympathetic.

Pepe didn't know that it was actually James who made him feel sorry for each other.

"Maybe he suddenly poked him somewhere. He is usually very soft." Morata asked the last time he was in the same room with Allen and witnessed Allen fighting Ramos' Carvajal. "What happened last time?"

Carvajal thought for a moment. "Is he hungry? Bratwurst? Ice cream? Dad?"

Everyone thought about these reasons and made wild guesses, but none of them were right.

Morata suddenly remembered, "Oh, he... he doesn't like people touching his head. He told me once. When I was walking behind today, I saw Cristiano come in with his head pressed. "

Carvajal also remembered, "Last time Ramos pinched his face."

In this way, it is on the right track.

Sure enough, he is still a child, and his hair style, face, and look are extremely important.For men, the most important thing is strength, what's the use of having a good-looking face.

Everyone spurned this behavior one after another, and said that children must be tidied up before they can be sensible and obedient.

The question is, who is going to clean him up?

Allen, who is now living under the triple protection of the head coach/captain/head card, who would dare to poke a finger at him?

Everyone looked at me and looked at you, and they all hahaha brought this matter over.

Because the next competition will be in about a week, Ronaldo took Allen out to relax a little, had a meal, and allowed him to drink a little champagne by the way, just a little, and he took a sip. up.

Ronaldo said: "Only those who win are eligible to drink. For the sake of your good performance today, drink a little and go to bed early. It's too late."

Allen let James out for so long today, and he was already in a state of distress, because Ronaldo was there to barely hold on.

After the meal, Ronaldo personally sent him home. Allen's mother stayed up and waited for Allen to come home.

Seeing that he and Ronaldo are close, he only stiffened a little, still smiling, thanked Ronaldo, and took Allen home.

Allen was so tired, he greeted him and was ready to go back to take a shower and sleep.

Mom followed behind him worriedly, "Alan..."

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Mom smiled, "It's been a long time since I told you bedside stories, do you still want Mom to tell you?"

Allen shook his head, "I can just close my eyes and fall asleep right now, so I don't need to tell it. Besides, Mom, I'm already a man, so I don't need a bedside story. You can tell Robin."

Hearing that he said that he was already a "man", my mother's expression was even more ugly, and she said after a while, "You are busy with the game recently, and the two brothers have long been looking forward to your coming home and practicing basketball skills together in the backyard."

Allen smiled, seeing that his mother hadn't left, he asked again: "Is there anything?"

Mom moved her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and still didn't say anything.

Her son has admired Ronaldo since he was a child, respected him, worshiped him, and regarded him as a god. The most wanted birthday gift is Ronaldo's autograph. After the training session, his favorite thing to do is to hide in the corner of the parking lot Watch Ronaldo drive away.

That's what he believes in.

Mother still couldn't bear it, kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Go to bed early."

Allen didn't understand, but James understood everything.

After going back, James told him, "Your mother is afraid that you will be taken advantage of by Ronaldo. Ronaldo is nothing. He has sons, and he has a name. Even if there was a Kaka before, most people still believe in it. He is a straight man. You are different, if you get dumped, you get dumped in vain, although it's nothing to be a man, but in the end it's still a loss."

"what……"

"Ah, what, besides, your little thoughts must be put away when you are outside. If it is rumored that you and Ronaldo are in love, Ronaldo is fine, and you are miserable."

"Why?"

James smiled and said, "There are so many whys, just do it honestly."

Allen was unhappy, but he was sleepy after all, and soon fell asleep.

James got up, went outside, and saw that the lights downstairs were still on. Sure enough, Ellen's mother didn't go to bed, but was still sitting in the living room worrying about it.

James goes down.

"Ellen? Why aren't you sleeping?" Mom asked him.

James said: "Suddenly I thought of talking to you. By the way, is there any white water at home? The glass of mint water just made me sick to death."

Mom looked at him in surprise.

James calmed down a bit, walked over, sat down beside his mother, and said, "I know what you want to say, but Ronaldo and I...should not have any problems. There is a big age difference, and Ronaldo will not go that way I think, and it seems that his ideal partner is not of this type, Ai... On my side, the main reason is that I don’t dare.”

Mom looks at him.

James rubbed his arms a little too cold, and decided that it would be better to go back to sleep early. "Anyway, don't worry about it anymore, nothing will happen. The sexual orientation you are worried about will be exposed, and football taboos are impossible. I will supervise...myself. Don't worry."

"But, you like him, liking will make people blind."

James said, "But Ronaldo is in... I have become a god in my heart. I will not allow myself to tarnish his glory."

He stood up.

Only then did my mother notice the change in him.

He seems to have grown a little taller, his hairstyle has also changed, and his manner of speaking has also changed. There is a completely different person in his eyebrows and eyes.

Mom grabbed his sleeve, a little scared, "My baby, please choose someone else to like, okay? Since Ronaldo is already your god, you can choose someone else to like, and there are many other good ones." Boys can make you like it."

James frowned, "Why should I like other very good boys? No, no, even if I don't like Ronaldo, why should I like boys? I like women."

But my mother was very sad, "Don't hide it from me, I am your mother, don't I even know whether you like men or women?"

This is embarrassing for James.

He was also uncertain about Alan's orientation, so he said, "Anyway, you don't have to worry about Ronaldo and me. Okay, I'm going to bed, and you go to bed early too."

"Won't you kiss mom?"

"...no," James said. "Tomorrow morning."