The years I played football at Real Madrid

"You are really... very! Very worry-free little boy!" Ronaldo's voice could make people feel his gnashing of teeth through the phone. "You told me you were going to Brazil for a trip, and then what? How did you get into the Brazilian team? You had a great conversation with Neymar! Look at the news, it's all about you joining the Brazilian team, why don't I Did you know that you joined the Brazilian team? Huh? Aren’t you from the Spanish team? Sese asked me to tell you that he is very angry! Very very angry!"

Allen took a deep breath, "I haven't joined any national team yet."

Ronaldo was taken aback, "But I remember you are from the Spanish team."

"I'm not," Allen said. "I haven't even played in the youth team."

It was a little surprised to change to Ronaldo now, and at the same time I was a little bit surprised and blamed other people's little regrets. "I don't know. Why? You haven't even joined the youth team? Come on, you came from the Real Madrid youth academy!...Forget it. I don't ask why, but you haven't been in the youth team The team is not the reason for you to eat, drink and sleep in the Brazil team."

Allen blushed, and wanted to argue that he didn't eat, drink, and sleep, but he touched his stomach, and seemed to be unable to refute.

Ronaldo said: "Anyway, you just wait, when the holiday is over, you will have good fruit to eat! I really can't let go of you for a moment, who knows what you will do, look, there are only a few When you were young, you were already reported by the media as joining the Brazilian team. Then I let you out for a day, did you join Barcelona? Are you an idiot? You run around and can’t stop for a moment. What’s so good about Brazil? Is there anyone in Brazil who is worthy of your concern? Can't you be considerate of my feelings?"

Ronaldo scolded him fiercely, with a loud voice, and Neymar, who was sitting next to him and driving him, listened to him once or twice. He couldn't help secretly rejoicing that it was really a wise choice not to go to Real Madrid, otherwise, it would have been a wise choice for me as a little boy With a violent temper, Real Madrid will never have a peaceful day. I am afraid that they will scratch each other's faces and spit with Ronaldo every day.

Allen wanted to apologize in a low voice just now, but Ronaldo didn't take a breath, and he didn't even have a chance to intervene to apologize, so he was already criticized as an unforgivable villain.

"Create trouble everywhere, cause trouble everywhere! I think you'd better come back to me quickly. As for tonight's plane, I'll book it for you, and you can fly back for me at night, otherwise I don't worry."

Allen said pitifully, "But it's already winter break, so I managed to come out."

"Your tone of voice, don't we usually suppress you too much? Who bullied you?" Ronaldo said, "If you don't come back, I will go to your side. I will go to Brazil tonight, you are ready to come over Pick me up. I have to put you under my nose before I can take you back safely, who knows what trouble you will cause me again?"

Neymar whispered next to him: "Your Real Madrid is still a big united family. It's already the winter break, and there are still people in your club who want to take care of you. It's great, there are people who worry about everything for you, and you don't have to think about anything. , you don’t have to do anything, they’ve already made arrangements for you. This is really considerate.”

Neymar was obviously making fun of him, and Allen glanced at him. After all, he was unfamiliar, so he didn't say anything, and continued to listen to Ronaldo scolding him quietly.

Fortunately, C Luo's language skills are not high, and there are only a few sentences that have been turned over and over again, and soon he ran out of words, so he was told dryly not to move around, so he stayed in the hotel and waited until night.

Neymar asked him again, "By the way, you have dual nationality, where is the other country?"

Allen smiled lightly, "Portuguese."

There was a crackling sound on the phone, it seemed that Ronaldo accidentally dropped the phone.

"Ha. It seems that he is not only the boss of your club, but also the boss of your national team. You are miserable. If I meet such a big brother in the locker room who calls me a dog every day, I would rather cripple my legs. Don't play football." Neymar said with a smile.Because Alan said before that he is not from the Spanish team, there is only one choice left, and you should know the remaining one when you do multiple-choice questions. Alan must be from Portugal.Ronaldo is the captain of the Portuguese team.

Allen just shook his head.

Neymar didn't understand what he meant by shaking his head, but he always felt that Alan was being cute because he was too gloomy. He didn't have the vigor of a young man, and he was a bit cold and cold. It didn't mean that he was difficult to get along with, anyway, he was not easy to get close to That's it.

After Allen arrived at the hotel and thanked Neymar, Neymar and him closed each other's online accounts before leaving each other.

James said: "Neymar is not bad, I think, although he plays so-so."

Allen smiled, "If you don't even like Neymar among the young players, I really don't know who else can catch your eyes."

"You, I think you play football very well and have my style. It would be better if you were more rigid." James said, "It's a bit soft and timid, but it doesn't matter, you are still young. Wait If you grow up a few more years, a coward like Neymar will tremble when he sees your legs."

Allen said: "Just a few times before you, my teammates have already said that I played dirty, let alone others, do you want me to come back with the reputation of 'King Kong Barbie' in the future? I don't want it. "

James smiled: "King Kong is me, and Barbie is you, that's good." James didn't continue to say something to make him play football harder. He still felt a little touched by what Ronaldo said last time, and he didn't want Allen to continue to go on his own the old way.

Allen ignored him.

Allen was willing to listen to Ronaldo's words and stay in the hotel obediently, but how could James go back empty-handed when he came to Brazil, and asked him to watch local football in Brazil, saying that it would increase his knowledge.Allen couldn't help his temptation, but agreed.

This time he knew how to disguise himself, put on big dark green glasses for himself, and went out with a big black umbrella on top.

Brazil is known as the kingdom of football, there are children playing football everywhere, some are cleanly dressed, some are tattered.Both black and white.The sun was shining brightly, and within a short distance, we saw everyone gathered around what looked like a community basketball court, and there were bursts of cheers from time to time, which was very lively.Allen had never seen this before, so he drilled into it excitedly.After getting in, I realized that I was too tall, a bit blocking the people behind me, so I quietly withdrew and stood on tiptoe to watch the ball.

The team played in an 8v8 formation on a concrete floor. There were only two goal frames and no goalkeeper.

After watching for a while, Allen could probably figure out how to end them one by one.

It doesn't mean that professional players are necessarily better than amateur players, but because Allen plays in the top league and plays for the super giants, he is much better than them in terms of training intensity and knowledge level.

He looked excitedly, and a short and fat man next to him squeezed him, "Child? Like to play football?"

Allen said hoarsely, "Have you ever seen a child as tall as me?"

The man was taken aback, "Oh? No, I just saw that you are fair and tender, and your hairstyle and clothes are also a bit younger. I thought you were in your teens. Oh, the main reason is that you are a little thin."

"I'm a model and I have to go on a diet," Allen said.

James smiled and said, "Why are you lying to him? Also, are you on a diet? Who is the person in the club who eats all five meals a day?"

Allen coughed, a little embarrassed, and continued to ask, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. I'm a scout for a club. I just saw you watching with great interest..." The man didn't finish his sentence.

Alan's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "I'm just watching the football, and you've already discovered my football talent? I haven't done anything yet. Oh, I can't help it. Could it be that my temperament is too unique? Is it because I was born with football and scouts came to me when I was not playing. If I was not born in Madrid and my parents are not loyal to Real Madrid, oh no, it should be said, if I really have nothing, Some people still think that I am good at playing football, haha. I watched the football from the sidelines, and some scouts came to find me, and then brought me into the club, and then I would make my mark in the club, shine in the league, and maybe even win the Champions League champion!"

James laughed.

But the pudgy man said, "You should be the host, or you should be singing."

"Thank you, I know I'm pretty." Allen looked at him, "But can I tell at a glance that I sing well?"

The man said, "No, I think you talk too much."

Allen pouted.

The man said: "I just wanted to ask you, since you are looking so seriously, have you seen which team is more likely to win?"

"Oh, you didn't ask me to be a player." Allen was disappointed.

The man squinted one eye and looked up and down his figure, "Excuse me, you can be a model if you maintain a slender figure on such a diet, but if you play football, you are afraid that you will be knocked over by the defenders, right? "

It's all tears.Allen nodded, "That's right, it's easy to be overturned by the defenders. Needless to say, Sese and Pepe, even Carvajal and Isco can overturn me. I also eat well every day Ah, I ate everything that the nutritionist matched, but I only grew taller but not fat.”

"You were talking about Pepe just now?" The man rubbed his head. "That's the name of a big football star. I like this football star the most. Even my son is named by this name."

"Then do you watch the Real Madrid game?"

The man nodded and said.

Allen asked him, "Isn't there someone in the Real Madrid team who is about the same size as me, he can play football, why can't I play?"

"He's much stronger than you!" The man swore, "Is his name Adam? Let me tell you, Adam looks thinner on TV, but it's actually because of the angle of the camera that he looks thinner and smaller." .If he stood in front of you, he would be a circle older than you."

Allen also touched his head and asked him again, "What do you think of him playing football? I mean that Adam."

"It's just average." The man said, "I don't play football as well as these people. The speed is not fast, and I can't play tricks. I don't have any strengths. It's all packaged by Real Madrid. It's very fake, just because he's so tall." It’s better to look good and cheat those female fans of their money.”

"But he scored a lot of goals in the first half of the season, I heard."

"Hey, it was all fed to him by a few big brothers in the team. He is young, and everyone let him go. Ronaldo, you know Ronaldo, right? After a kick, if you don't shoot yourself, let him do it all. The ball went, fed one after another, can you not brush out his stats? If it were me, I would score more goals than him.”

"But he also has a lot of assists."

"It was all helped by others. Modric in the team stuffed his feet. As long as he takes a random kick, his teammates catch it, shoot the goal, and the goal is scored, it is considered his assist." The man shook his head, "It's long Look good, nothing else."

Allen was a little disbelieving, "Do you know what he looks like?"

The man said yes, he is a scout, and he went to see the National Derby.

Allen took a breath, took off his sunglasses, and showed him his face.

The man said: "Oh, you look like this, you should be a model honestly, don't think about playing football all day long. Football is played by rough men."

"Am I prettier than Adam?" Allen asked him.

The man said: "It's still a little bit worse, Adam is better looking."

Allen nodded, put on his glasses, smiled and stopped talking, and went to watch the game again.