[Football] In the name of the team doctor

Lin Wei showed embarrassment on his face, his eyes were full of pleading, and he reached out to grab the bookmark: "You should return it to me, I have this set, I will give you another one."

The president raised his hand and raised it out of his reach: "That can't be done. Since it has been given to me, it is mine. How about I give you another one?"

It seems that it is impossible to get back the things sent out. Anyway, the boss doesn't know Chinese, so let him do it.

"Send me what?"

The president laughed a bit meanly: "I'll give you a poster with my autograph."

Lin Wei leaned on the table behind him, put his hands on the edge of the table, looked at him and smiled: "Shouldn't you give me a signed jersey?"

"Choose whatever you want." The president suddenly pulled him to his side, hugging each other's shoulders, and the two of them were head to head. With the other hand, he took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera and took a selfie. "Look at the camera and smile."

Lin Wei showed a subdued smile at the camera of his mobile phone in a kind manner, wondering what the hell the boss was doing.

"Don't mind if I post the photo on Stagra."

Lin Wei shook his head: "You are free, but I am a little curious about what you will write."

"You'll know later." The president sat down on the sofa next to him, edited the text, added a filter to the picture, and pressed publish.

Lin Wei went to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he came out, he was still sitting on the sofa staring at his phone, happy alone: ​​"Let's go, go eat."

At dinner, Zidane gathered the whole team and sat around the long table dedicated to the first team.He stood at the front with his hands behind his back, and the staff of the coaching staff stood in a row behind him.

In the most important UEFA Champions League game before the final, too many technical and tactical aspects were discussed in the meeting in the afternoon, so I will talk about something else in the evening.

Real Madrid won the Champions League for the first time in 2014, which is not too far away.As the assistant coach of the then coach Ancelotti, Zizou still remembers the Champions League final with Atletico Madrid.

He was standing next to the Italian at that time, commanding Benzema on the field passionately and loudly, as a fulcrum, asking him to take the ball well and create opportunities for Ronaldo.

Because he was too involved, he didn't notice the "death stare" of the real head coach behind him, and this scene happened to be captured by the sideline camera.So the next day, the headlines of the major media were full of horrifying characters: "Zidane usurped the throne and An Shuai was dissatisfied. Who is the head coach!"

"It was so scary, it made me feel like I was really going to push Ancelotti away and become the manager myself. In fact, I was just too involved. Kari you say so."

"You are now the head coach." Benzema yelled very shamelessly, causing all his teammates to slap the table and laugh, and Qi Zu also laughed with everyone.

He looked back at the past with a kind of humor, and then suddenly became serious: "If we enter the final, according to the results of the first round of the other semi-final, we will still meet Atletico Madrid with a high probability. As far as we are concerned, I don't need to say more about what it means to win against this opponent in such a crucial game."

So everyone described the scene in their heads according to the cake he drew, and when they thought about it, they felt that the fighting spirit was so high.

After dinner, everyone gathered in the entertainment area for entertainment. The ping-pong table is still the most favored one for thousands of years.Isco has been unconvinced since he was taught by Lin Wei two balls last time, as if he was being abused once, but Lin Wei just didn't give him this chance and pissed him off.

Today, Yi Gou insisted on pushing Lin Wei onto the table, how could the president see this, and hurried up to his team of doctors and nurses behind him: "Don't pull him, I will fight with you."

Isco stared curiously like a baby: "I'll just pull him, what's wrong with pulling him?"

"Do you want to fight or not? Let's go."

The president made a gesture to leave, but was dragged back by Isco with his arms in his arms: "Hit...I'll hit."

After 10 minutes, Yi Gou was tortured to the point of submission, leaning on Lin Wei's shoulder and whispering, "You don't care about him."

Lin Wei grabbed his hand that was groping around his waist, and smiled helplessly: "I dare not."

Unexpectedly, Isco hugged him even tighter: "I can't beat him, but I think I can beat you, why don't you play a game with me."

"I don't." Lin Wei felt that it would be fun to verbally bully this silly boy who always harassed him with salty hands.

The president walked over and rescued him from Isco's clutches without saying a word: "Let's go, I need to relax my muscles today."

"I seldom do relaxing massages, so I can't do this well." Lin Wei was dragged halfway to the medical room by him. He still refused, but his body honestly pulled a stool over and sat on the side of the treatment bed.

"I think you're doing better than them all. I'll just ask you to relax my muscles in the future."

"..."

Lin Wei smoothly pushed over the infrared roasting lamp next to him, covered his injured leg and roasted it for a while.At this time, Marcelo and Pepe and two other physical therapists also came in to do muscle relaxation.

The three good friends chatted happily while enjoying the massage, and Lin Wei lowered his head and pondered seriously.He is really not very proficient in this kind of massage technique for loosening muscles, so he concentrates on practicing with the big guy.

Lin Wei could tell from the president's expression that he was actually not feeling well, but he still had to act as if nothing had happened.

What is wrong with this?

"I'll go!" Marcelo, who was lying on the treatment bed and playing with his mobile phone, suddenly sat up, startling Perez, who was giving him a massage, "Cris, your comment area is blown up."

"???"

Everyone in the medical room looked at him inexplicably, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Stagra, take a quick look at the latest news you posted." Puffy's head flickered, and his eyes revealed the undisguised fire of gossip from the melon eaters.

"Huh?" Pepe stared at the phone thoughtfully, "It's a photo with Xiao V, how many times have the two of them been on the trending searches together."

Lin Wei remembered, wasn't it the selfie they took at night?What's the matter, why did the comment section blow up?

He is doing this work with his hands now, his palms are full of greasy massage oil, and he can't turn his phone.He could only raise his eyes to see that certain boss who was smiling happily.

Lin Wei asked casually, "What did you write?"

"Look for yourself." The president deliberately teased him, but refused to tell him.

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, Lin Wei is not particularly curious, thinking that it's okay to look at it after the massage is over.

Master Pei is an honest person. He took care of Lin Wei and two physiotherapists who couldn't play with his mobile phone, and read from the screen: "Little V is cr7 in the field of sports medicine. Ask the Barcelona medical team for help? It doesn't exist!"

This is the legendary master who slapped his face in person, and he was very relieved to see it. It has only been less than two hours, and the number of likes has reached nearly 20, and the number of comments has exceeded [-].

"Hurry up, click on the comments, and reap happiness." Ma Pengpeng is like a black fan who fears the world will not be chaotic, wandering in the ocean of all kinds of weird comments, unable to extricate himself, and dragging his good friends to sink together .

So Master Pei clicked on the comment kindly: "The first one came from fabio, he asked Cris what he was holding."

The name Fabio sounded familiar to Lin Wei, but after a little thought, he remembered that it was the CEO's best friend Coentraang.Ren is now loaned to the Ligue 3 Monaco club by Real Madrid. Some time ago, there was news that he was injured and would be out for 6-[-] months, and he still had the same right thigh injury as the president.

"The second article says that there seems to be writing on it, can anyone zoom in and see..."

"Just look at it, don't read it out."

While watching the change of expression on Lin Wei's face, the president forcibly interrupted his good friend's chatter.At the beginning, he didn't know what those two poems were about. In fact, he didn't know much about it now.

Lin Wei pretended to be calm on the surface, but in fact, his heart was full of turbulent waves and beasts.What is the CEO holding in his hand? Isn't it the bookmark that he was going to put in the pages of the book, but was stared at by someone embarrassedly, so he gave it to him on a temporary basis, regretted it after sending it, and wanted to come back but didn't want to come back? ?

He never cared what was written on it.That book was one of a set of poetry-themed bookmarks, and he couldn't even remember that it was given by a little girl whose admirer forced it into his hand and then turned her head and ran away.

"There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king, but the king does not know."

What the hell is "Yue Ren Song"?Even a sentence or two in a random love poem is better than this and this Yueman's love for the prince.This metaphor is too sensitive, and he is very worried that it will be used by someone with a heart, and another big news will be made out of nothing.

After finishing the relaxing massage, Lin Wei greeted him somewhat perfunctorily, and went straight to the bathroom.He washed off the massage oil on his hands leisurely, took out a paper towel to dry them, and then took out his phone and clicked on s.A few months ago, he had set a special attention on the s of a certain boss, and he didn't even need to search for it. The first one was the photo of the two of them.

"I zoomed in on the picture, and what Luo held in my hand seemed to be a bookmark, and the text on it should be in Chinese. Does anyone understand this, come out and translate it."

"Please master Google search, this is actually a love poem."

"I'm a Chinese fan, I know this poem! Has my mother, the president, been confessed? Who is that person? Is it Xiao V?"

"Send a bookmark with love poems written on it to confess, our little v is worthy of being Chinese, I can do this c, I really can!"

"What the hell? The team doctor sends love poems to the players. Can someone explain what kind of routine this is?"

"This Chinese team doctor has a strong sense of presence. I have seen his name frequently recently, and he is always tied to Cristiano. It's so annoying."

"E, what are you complaining about? Didn't you take this photo out of yourself?"

"..."