The years I played football at Real Madrid

At the end of the game, Alan's hair was wet, his face was red, and he was tugging at the hem of his clothes, with a look of hesitation on his face.It's not that I want to go back on my word, it's that I just don't know what to do.

He looked at the Dortmund players, and Royce also looked over from a distance.The two looked at each other.

Now I really have to go, and the Hornets can't let the Hornets feel that they have broken their promises.

Allen cleared his throat and walked slowly over there.Asensio gave him a pull, "What are you doing?"

Allen said, "Go and change jerseys."

Asensio asked him again: "Who should it be?"

Allen said, "Royce's."

Asensio blinked his eyes, he seemed a bit hesitant. Allen went to ask Royce to change his jersey, but he couldn't find a reason to persuade Allen, so he let go and said, "Don't you ask the captain?"

Allen smiled, "I'm just going to change a jersey."

He walked over slowly, Gotze was standing there, saw him with his sharp eyes, and waved to him.Because Royce stood with him, when Allen passed by, he happened to face Gotze.

Allen pinched the hem of his clothes, hesitated for a moment, and took it off.

He was also wearing a vest, so he wasn't naked, but he was still a little cold.

He just wanted to talk to Royce, but no sound came out of his mouth.

Gotze smiled at him friendly, "Oh! You want to change jerseys with me, right?" Then he showed off to Royce in German in a low voice, "No way, it's so straightforward for children to worship idols. Forgive me Just to remind you, remember that my socks will be hand-washed for the next month, hand-washed~"

Royce smiled crookedly, remained silent, and even nodded with interest, agreeing with what he said.

Gotze took off his jersey, stuffed it into Allen's hand two or three times, and was about to get Allen's jersey.

Allen shrank back in his hands, "Sorry, it's not what you think. I'm here to find Royce." The German he spoke clearly understood what Gotze said just now.

Gotze grinned.

He couldn't believe that, in the face of absolute beauty and strength, there are actually some idiots who would choose Royce over him.Of course, this evaluation standard is also from him.

Allen also felt embarrassed, thinking of Royce's sentence, "Yes, you can't give it to him when someone asks you. You must, you must be happy. You came to our side and asked to change your jersey with me." ' request.He raised the purest innocent smile and said to Royce, "Can I have the honor to exchange jerseys with you? You played very well today. Please exchange jerseys with me?"

Gotze said: "You first recognize the person. I am Gotze and he is Royce." He shook off the jersey number on his hand and showed it to Allen. Put the jersey back. "Hmph, didn't you just score a goal? Puff puff puff." He pouted and spat, as if he wanted to express his disdain, but the wind was blowing him head-on, as if it had blown him all over his face.

Royce laughed loudly, and then took off his jersey. He was still laughing when he took off his clothes, and he almost laughed out loud.

Gotze slapped him with a crutch, Royce grabbed his hand and wanted to slap him, and the two hugged each other and neither would let the other go.

Someone at Real Madrid was calling Allen, and it seemed that Asensio had already told this matter to the bosses in the team.Allen hurriedly said to Royce, "Hurry up. They called me back."

Royce smiled and said yes.Putting the sweaty jersey in his hands, the Dortmund jersey was a little greasy when it got wet, and it felt so disgusting when it was blown by the wind with a little body temperature. Allen almost dropped the jersey on the ground.

He tried not to make a strange expression, took the jersey and ran back to the Real Madrid camp, and he seemed to be able to hear Royce talking to Gotze. "Remember, you have to wash your socks by hand~" "Ha, I'll fight with you!"

James smiled and said, "It's good to be young. A few years ago, David and I were like this, but recently we started to dislike each other. I wonder if it's the seven-year itch?"

Allen almost stumbled with his left foot and fell to the ground with his right foot. He was horrified to realize that he had heard a big secret.

"Why did you come here? What are you holding?" Ronaldo looked at the jersey that Allen had replaced with a look of disgust. It was not aimed at the Hornets, but Ronaldo realized that just now, just now Out of sight, Allen went to the opposing player to exchange jerseys behind his back.This is the first time Allen has swapped jerseys. "Where did it come from? Let me see who it is!"

Allen dodged for a while, but he was not Ronaldo's opponent.

Ronaldo snatched the Dortmund jersey from Allen's hand, shook it off and glanced at the name, then squeezed the jersey in his hand, as if he could crush it to ashes.

"Follow me!" Ronaldo said, holding the back of Allen's neck, and pushing him back to the locker room.

Ramos had already known about the matter from Asensio, and hurried over to persuade him. "It's just an exchange of jerseys between players, Chris. It's a normal thing, and you often change jerseys with others."

"He didn't tell me when he went to change his jersey!" Ronaldo was very angry.

"He's not a kid anymore... Well, even if he's a kid, you're not his parents." Benzema was very happy to score twice today, and he said something that he usually doesn't care about today. . "I think you have no place to show your superfluous fatherly love. Hurry up and add another brother and sister to little Chris?"

Ronaldo hit his shoulder hard with his shoulder, "It's your turn to take care of what I do?"

Benzema was a little bit embarrassed by the push, and his smile collapsed all of a sudden. "This, how do you say this?"

Several big bosses in the team fought, and the little Xiami at the bottom withdrew, and closed the door for them to prevent the news media from eavesdropping.

"Chris, you're too nervous. It's okay. You and Karim are doing it for Allen's good, there's no need to quarrel." Ramos said, "Allen, you go back first, let's have a chat Oh, next time when you leave the team, remember to tell everyone, so as not to look for you everywhere."

"Don't go." Ronaldo said, "Just sit here and listen!"

Fortunately, Ramos has been his captain for many years, and his ability to bear things and talk to Ronaldo has already reached a higher level. "Okay, okay, you sit here and listen too," he told Allen.

Allen sat down.Now in the locker room besides the four of them, there is Marcelo, the deputy of the team. Change jersey?"

Allen nodded.

Marcelo asked him who he replaced.When he learned that it was Royce, he even praised Allen, "Very good, good vision. Royce is prone to injuries, otherwise Dortmund will definitely win the Champions League. I still remember the 1213 season..."

Ramos tugged at him, and he immediately changed his tune and asked Allen, "How can you go out without telling us in advance?"

Ronaldo agrees. "that is!"

Benzema was silent.He has always had a good temper in the locker room, but Allen usually has a good relationship with him, so he said something extra today, and then he was a little embarrassed by Ronaldo.

Benzema is not someone who can get along with Ronaldo.Allen couldn't let Benzema be wronged. After thinking about it, he said: "Who I want to change my jersey with and who I can change my jersey with is my own business. I'm already 16, and I think I have the right Decide on your own actions..."

C Luo looked at him coldly.

Allen felt a chill.He felt that his words seemed to chill Ronaldo a bit.

He also didn't want to hurt Ronaldo. Ronaldo looks very strong, muscular, proud, conceited, and competitive, as if he is invulnerable, but in fact his emotional side is very soft and fragile.If someone could get into his heart, it would be the luckiest person in the world, because there was a teenager with black curly hair, blushing, braces and Portuguese with a regional accent.The boy is pure and innocent, likes playing football, likes the sea, and has a girlish heart and romantic feelings.If the luckiest man in the world picks up a knife and hurts that teenager...

Allen's eyes were red, biting his lip and looking at Ronaldo speechless.

James sighed, "What are you doing in a daze? Let me come out instead. Aren't you usually good at talking? Why do you say all the stupid things at critical moments."

Allen hurriedly changed into it in a panic.

"What are you looking at me for? Don't follow me in the future. Anyway, you can decide your own behavior. You can follow whoever you want, and don't follow me." Ronaldo said, he spoke very fast, "Anyway, I am not Your parents, I'm not yours, it doesn't matter to me what you do. I'm an idiot, so I guard you and control you like this or that. So be it..."

James hugged him.

C Luo was stunned for a moment, then pushed his hand, but the strength was not strong. "What are you doing? What are you hugging?! What are big men hugging? Let go, let me tell you! I won't forgive you so easily."

Because it was hugged from the front, James could see Ronaldo's eyes when he raised his head slightly, "Then how can you forgive me?" He said this carefully and pitifully, and he blinked his eyes deliberately to be cute, which is really pitiful and pitiful. Lovely feeling.

He actually acted like a baby? !

Marcelo opened his mouth wide in surprise, looked at everyone, and found that he was the most restless one, then lifted his chin back silently, without saying anything.

Ronaldo accused him, "Why should I forgive you if you are disobedient? Think about it yourself, go to Dortmund, alone! What if Dortmund beats you? Who will help you? You What do you do if you are so skinny and beaten to death? Also, even if Dortmund’s people don’t do anything to you, what do other people think? Will the media hype up your desire to transfer to Dortmund? Will Real Madrid’s own fans see it? Will you be disgusted? You were kicked to the second place in the group just now, and you still ran to find someone to exchange jerseys? Hey...you didn't go to Royce to ask for an autograph, did you? Royce, Royce...Today Was it him before the start of the game? I just said how can he speak well for you! It turns out that you..."

James squeezed Ronaldo lightly with his arm. "That's because I can't ask you to change the jersey! Cristiano~ Hey, you are the mvp in my mind. If I can ask you to change the jersey every game, then every game of your jersey is mine Yes! I will definitely get your jersey even if I am a stalker, because I really want to change with you, but we are teammates again. Sigh."

The corner of Ronaldo's mouth hooked, and he quickly stopped it. "It's no use saying nice things, you're just doing the wrong thing."

"What do you want if you make a mistake?" James said, "You don't want to play with me? Ha, seven or eight-year-old children don't say such childish things anymore. If you don't believe me, go back and ask your son."

Ronaldo asked him: "Do you want to piss me off?"

"I'm not the only one who did something wrong." James said, "Honestly, the tone you spoke to Karim just now is also a bit problematic. I know you are angry with me, but for me, just talk to Karim. It is not a cost-effective thing to get angry with Mu, what if Karim won't help you take the blame next time if you don't go it alone?"

Ronaldo glared at James. He was indeed a little impulsive just now, and he was a little embarrassed himself. He nodded at Benzema, and Benzema responded.

Things between men can often be resolved lightly.

"Cristiano~" James smiled and hugged him and shook him, "Shall we go to your house to play today? The raisins I ate last time tasted pretty good."

Ronaldo felt a little uncomfortable between his eyebrows, and he didn't pursue the matter of exchanging jerseys anymore. He muttered, "What to eat? Today neither of us scored a goal bonus."

James added regretfully, "Not only is there no goal bonus, but there is no assist bonus either."

"That's right, you still have the nerve to say it."

"What am I embarrassed to say? Originally, when I first landed in La Liga, I either scored or assisted in a few games in a row. I was also ranked as the top scorer in La Liga. Now, look at me and you. , I can't even get an assist, you are poisonous."

Ronaldo wanted to hit him angrily, but was hooped by James.

Ramos said: "Okay, okay, we don't want to watch the drama of father-son love, you guys should leave early after taking a shower."

James laughed and touched Ronaldo's head. Ronaldo stood up and resisted, and James hugged him again.The two were laughing and making noise, and they went back to Ronaldo's house together after they broke up.