[Football] Son of God Raiders Manual

If someone were to ask who the most picky football fans in the world belong to, nine out of ten people would look to Real Madrid.The Meilingers are the hardest fans in the world. They always demand to win the game and look good. After the Galaxy Battleship officially set sail, they even have the requirement of being good-looking enough.They will applaud and cheer when their team's performance is good enough, but they will only stand on the sidelines when the team is scored, and even turn to boo their team strongly when they are extremely angry.

But Meilinger, who is so picky, willingly recognized a man as their "Prince" at the Bernabeu for the first time in the history of a century, and cheered him proudly, calling him the player who best embodies the spirit of Real Madrid's white nobility.

A person who can be called a prince needs to have a matching elegant temperament, chic enough on the green field and superb golf skills. Of course, he must also have a handsome foreign trade, good conversation, and absolute good character. Conditions are indispensable.

Because the conditions are so harsh, there have been many talented players, leaders and captains in the Bernabéu's century-old history, but only two "princes"-the first one is Redondo.

Cristiano, who has only been with the second prince for just one season, is actually a little concerned about the skills of that magnificent midfielder, so he shouted to go to Italy to watch his own in a moment of excitement without even checking the time. Friends, of course, his main goal is to see Redondo.

R: But you also have a game to play there, right?Didn't you say that you will go to Manchester United in two days?Also, I remember that there is no winter break in the Premier League. It is better to use the time for traveling and resting.I'll see you when I have a vacation :)

Cristiano almost got agitated—almost, of course, and he calmed himself down a bit before letting out a soft sigh.

Although I am very interested in the former Bernabéu prince, my friend is right, he is going to the Premier League, so there can be no mistakes.

And Kaka, who had finished appeasing his children, was also troubled. After all, he had been in Milan for half a season, let alone talked to Redondo, and he had never even seen a person.

However, for the first time, the system issued a task unrelated to the two keywords of winning and Cris to him, and it seemed that the system would automatically strip it off if the task was not completed. He knew that if the system wanted to leave, he had no choice but to Ka immediately became alert and studied his task carefully again.

Heal Redondo.

To be honest, this task appeared inexplicably, and Kaka didn't feel that the former prince of Real Madrid had anything to do with him.But since the existence of the flowers on his wrist has been related, no matter how you say it now, you can't be careless.

So in the name of physical training, he left all his teammates and entered the rehabilitation room. Sure enough, he saw the former prince of Real Madrid running slowly on the treadmill. Kaka subconsciously looked around and found that there was no one there. I didn't know how to start my own topic, so I could only touch my nose and stand on another treadmill, so the future Prince San Siro and the former Prince Bernabéu ran on the treadmill together in a muffled voice.

But after all, Redondo is a person who trains with injuries. After running for a while, his speed slowed down, and then he adjusted his rhythm, and slowly controlled his breathing until the speed became a normal slow walk. I divided my attention to the muffled runners around me, and then smiled.

Kaka, who slowed down after seeing Redondo start to adjust the speed, also smiled embarrassedly, and touched his brown hair.

"Is something wrong?"

"Have."

Seeing the young teammate of Milan who seemed a bit embarrassed but still very honest, Redondo froze for a moment, then nodded. "Sit down and talk."

The two went to the lounge and sat down together. Kaka looked at Redondo several times and hesitated to speak. As long as the people of his generation were Mei Linger, it was impossible for them to forget their prince. Although the positions were different, he and Redondo's front midfielder and defensive midfielder are both midfielders, and there are certain similarities in playing style and temperament, so it stands to reason that both of them have a lot of topics-but none of them can attract him. That part goes up.

For a while, Kaka was so entangled that even Baozi's face wrinkled.

Redondo on the opposite side really couldn't bear to see his little teammate make such a childish expression - this expression reminded him for a while of the same excellent and well-behaved Raul who was very young, so young that he had a blond hair beside him When the mischievous dead child.

Dazed by a touch of gold for a moment, the prince sighed, then looked at Kaka. "Now you can talk."

More than two years of painful career seems to have smoothed all the edges and corners of Argentina's waist. Kaka vaguely remembered hearing how arrogant this man was and how reserved and self-controlled this man was, but now in this There was hardly any aura on the man.

The prince with a broken leg can no longer run in the shade of the Bernabéu.

Sighing from the bottom of his heart, Kaka managed to cheer up and smiled, "Actually, I just wanted to ask how your injury is going."

"It's okay." Redondo frowned and nodded slightly.

"Actually...actually..." Kaka blushed because he didn't think of any words to introduce himself, so in the end he closed his eyes and turned his attention. "Actually, I know a massage method to treat leg injuries, and then I thought of you..."

In fact, Redondo has also heard about this amazing teammate. He heard that Andrei Shevchenko was shoveled by the opponent in the previous game and almost needed to be injured for one to two months, but then Kaka showed him Shevchenko is good at "massage". After pressing for more than a week, Shevchenko directly caught up with the next game. When he went up to kick, there was nothing wrong with it.

In fact, Redondo vaguely guessed Kaka's intentions when he appeared in the rehabilitation room where he shouldn't be, but when the little guy babbled and said it out loud, Redondo only thought it was funny .

"Why do you want to help me?" Hearing Redondo's question, Kaka looked up in a daze. He couldn't say it was because of the system's tasks, could he?So after hesitating for less than a second, Kaka, who was as witty as Kaka, gave a justifiable reason.

"Because you are Redondo."

The Argentinian who didn't expect the answer to be this for a while was stunned, then smiled helplessly and shook his head. "Just call me Fernando."

Kaka knew that he had acquiesced to his proposal just now, and the joy that the task could be completed for a while made him unable to bear and rolled his eyes.

"Just call me Kaka, Fernando."

The author has something to say:

At that time, Baidu was in the winter break of the Portuguese Super League. When I saw that there were three months in Serie A and only two weeks, I was immediately confused [sigh] and then the Premier League didn’t have a winter break, so I gave it to orz in a daze.