football fanatic

If there is no football, Bi Xia is an ordinary rich second generation.

If there is no football, he is a dick who moves bricks.

If there is no football, Bi Xia and him are just the same ass. They are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and they will never know that there is another side of the earth, let alone fall in love.

Neither Bi Xia nor he wanted to leave the stadium, but actually wanted to stay.It's a pity that the two chasing boys gradually lost to the faltering years, from the main force to the substitute, and from the substitute to the water fountain watchman.If you don’t know the beliefs they stick to all their lives, you won’t know how much pressure they are under. But Bi Xia didn’t think that his lover would leave, let alone that he would leave too. After all, neither of them realized their childhood dreams. Retire at your favorite club.

After retiring, he was appointed in danger and took up the position of the Football Association to rescue the slumped national team.Due to homophobia in football, Bi Xia and him did not come out because the sport is still in the Middle Ages.For them, marriage has never been obtained, but they can never give up.

Without noticing for a while, the kiss between Bi Xia and him was photographed by the paparazzi, and the newspaper described it as a scandal.

When she learned of this incident, Bi Xia was visiting children sponsored by UNICEF in Qinghai. Bi Xia was caught off guard and smelled the bloody storm that was approaching.Bi Xia couldn't help being thankful that he didn't take photos of his lover's face. Bi Xia took the lead in making a public statement on Twitter. He had endured it for 15 years and would not endure it anymore. He wanted to openly express his homosexuality, and he came out!And denied the fans' suspicion of him, Bi Xia said that he didn't know who he was kissing, and he found one at a sympathy bar.

The world was in an uproar.

No one expected that the cleanest man in football would be so unscrupulous in private.Bi Xia's disclosure of his sexuality, especially when coupled with unsubstantiated rumors of his ties to high-level political figures, seemed a tragic end.All kinds of insults and slanders immediately hit his face. What made him most sad was that Bi Xia, a younger generation of the national team, disgusted him during the interview. Now when he talked about the friction on the court, he called Bi Xia "poof" ([English] , informal, derogatory] sissy man, gay man)

After seeing Bi Xia's declaration of coming out, many players gave tolerance and support.

"You will have our support and respect wherever you are."

"Send all my love and respect to Bi Xia, I am proud to be your friend."

"Bi Xia's coming out shows that there are more gay players than we thought. I don't even see signs of him being gay."

But the words of the players played a role in fueling the flames. After all, Bi Xia is not a young player who came out in the past. He is the only player in history who has won five Ballon d'Ors. He has created a brilliant relationship with Ronaldo and Messi. The age of stars.The players who stood up to support Bi Xia immediately became the prey of the spotlight. A group of journalists were like hungry wild dogs, wishing to tear the players into their stomachs and fill their pockets and fame.Even Bi Xia's first love, Monica, did not escape the disaster, and was harassed by reporters.

Misfortunes never come singly, a couple in China sued Bi Xia for sexual assault, claiming that their son was sexually assaulted by Bi Xia when he came here to do charity.

Lawyer Bi Xia accused the couple of spreading rumors and defrauding, and the media reports were fabricating facts.The couple cried heartbrokenly in front of the camera. The child was still young, and that person was absolutely insane. They didn't value compensation, they only wanted justice, and the law should not be reduced to a weapon of the powerful.

After his lover scolded Bi Xia, who was self-assertive, he held a huge press conference despite the opposition of his family and friends. He officially resigned from all football-related positions and confessed that he was gay and Bi Xia's lover for 18 years.

All kinds of predictable comments emerged one after another, and his and Bi Xia's status in the football world couldn't help but make people speculate in the shady world and make up one conspiracy after another.After he broke the news, it became clear where the area that flinched the most on gay issues: football.

Walking out of the press conference, he was as happy as a child, and called Bi Xia, "If Iaskyyoutolisten..."

Bi Xia stood at the window of the classroom and looked at the bright yellow leaves on the branches. Bi Xia didn't speak, but quietly felt the tenderness in his words.

"Will you hear my breath? Love you..."

The ground shook for a while, Bi Xia clenched his phone tightly and yelled, there was an earthquake!Get the kids out!Seeing that the door was about to collapse, Bi Xia rushed over and used his body to carry out a life passage for the children.

A child's legs were weak from fright, Bi Xia's eyes were red with anxiety, the wall shook violently, creaking and creaking, and couldn't hold it anymore. Seeing the roof falling down, Bi Xia rushed to protect the child in front of him, before closing his eyes, Bi Xia said quietly: I'm sorry.

Death can beautify everything.

The terrain was complex and it was raining heavily. When the rescue team found the buried ruins of Bixia, they had missed the golden rescue time of 72 hours. They dug up his body and could not get the mobile phone out of his hand anyway.It is a pity that the child Bi Xia gave his life to protect did not survive.

He could hardly connect the dilapidated doll with Bi Xia, he had never seen such an ugly Bi Xia, touched Bi Xia's cold fingers and face, he hugged Bi Xia and knelt on the ground and howled.He was so shocked that he suddenly had a mental breakdown, and crazily hummed the song that Bi Xia never tired of listening to before going to bed.

No one paid attention to his perverted sexual orientation anymore, and everyone suddenly realized that they lost their football majesty, not retirement but real death.

IfonedayIbend, willyoucometomeandhelpme?

If I don't make it to the finish line, will you be there to take me?

As if predicting his own death early, Bi Xia left him these two sentences on a bookmark.

Bi Xia's spirit and will were inherited by him. He took over Bi Xia's football school and children's foundation in accordance with Bi Xia's will. It was not until that moment that people knew that Bi Xia put most of his savings and shares into the charity he founded Organization, as he said, "I will try my best to let more children feel love, even if it is small and insignificant. I hope they will love this imperfect world."

Bi Xia's appearance is admirable, Bi Xia's game skills are heart-wrenching, Bi Xia's character is moving, silence is the collective choice of the media.

Three years later, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and committed suicide in Bixia's courtyard in despair.

If there is no football, he would not be who he is now. If there is no Bi Xia, he will not know who he is at all.

The blood spurted out is like their love, so gorgeous and beautiful but they need to spend their lives to complete it.

On the bookmark that Bi Xia left him, he added a line of scribbled and crazy handwriting:

In the end, football will become like the army, it doesn't matter if you are straight (bestraight), what matters is that you have to shoot straight (shootstraight).

(Down)

Waking up suddenly, Bi Xia stared at the ceiling, stunned for a long time, his mind went blank.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and opening the slits, the wind made his face hurt, and the air was a little cool.

It is obviously a place to watch, and every corner is memorized by heart. Bi Xia looked around, but was a little scared. His eyes were persistently looking for a figure, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't know what he was looking for. The memory of more than 20 years seems to be suddenly missing a piece, so empty that people want to shrink in the corner.

When he opened the door to go to work, his expression remained unmoved, as if the fragility at that moment was an illusion.

Day after day, Bi Xia became more and more silent. Occasionally, when there was a lot of talking, there were competition days. He gave advice on forums and groups, and said frankly that if he was not injured, he would be xxx. mistake.

Bi Xia withdrew his eyes from the screen and looked at the group photo of him winning the regional football championship in elementary school on the cabinet. The lights were too bright, and his eyes were about to cry.

Bi Xia is a little afraid to recall the past. He loves football very much, but his legs can no longer support him to chase his dream on the green field.

Bi Xia silently sat in front of the TV, watching him fight until the last moment, just like when Bi Xia saw him for the first time.Although immature, Bi Xia saw the fire in his eyes, he was like a warrior in his rookie competition, and he tried his best.

Now he is still that big boy, but the opponent's arrogant turn around can no longer make him stagger, and the opponent's fake moves can no longer easily knock him to the ground.

He is no longer the little boy who runs after the superstar, he gets up after falling, gritted his teeth and grows up to be the king who dominates the arena.

Suddenly, the scenes of his decisive death were played repeatedly in front of his eyes, and Bi Xia couldn't stand upright with the pain in his heart, and his lips couldn't help trembling.

"Sorry……"

Bi Xia came to the city where he was, sat in the stadium, surrounded by the crowd, they were extremely fanatical.Bi Xia thinks that they all love him, and Bi Xia likes to hear them shouting his name crazily.

On the most noisy street, Bi Xia met him.Across the two ends of the cross street, Bi Xia saw him at a glance. There was a lovely woman beside him, and a child who was almost carved out of the same mold as him.

He didn't wear a jersey, a baseball cap, and a clean T-shirt. He held the fat boy's butt in one hand and put the other in his trouser pocket. He looked so warm standing quietly.

Bi Xia ran to him through the traffic and hugged him. He regarded Bi Xia as a fanatical fan.

"Are you happy?"

He looked at the good-looking man in front of him, and was taken aback for a moment. The child in his arms, Niuniu, had a small body. He stretched out his fingers and shook the child's fleshy chin, his eyes were gentle, "I will be happy."

In the past, forgotten, Bi Xia turned his head, his eyes were red, he strode towards the corner, and disappeared in his eyes.

He stood across the street stupidly, unable to stop staring at Bi Xia.The woman came over and urged him to cross the road quickly. He didn't move for a long time, and time stopped at that moment. His eyes were melancholy, as if the whole world was black and white.

"Bi Xia..."

The name that tossed and cried repeatedly in his dreams.

That's fine, if you don't love each other, you don't need to say goodbye.

God, just doesn't like the perfection of the world.

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In the two cities, Bi Xia and he were awakened by the nightmare at the same time.

——How could that scourge of Bi Xia die!

——That torturer just let me go!

In a hurry, Bi Xia and him came out at the same time, and threw a bomb in the media, causing a lot of trouble.

On Qixi Festival, Bi Xia and him made a lifelong promise on each other's ring fingers.

Touch each other's hair, pinch each other's ears.

Hahahaha, without you? !What kind of shit dream is this!Hahaha!

The author has something to say: I started to set the ending of this episode, but one is too sad and the other is too sad, but I like these two settings very much, so I wrote it in the form of episode.

29 Be careful not to get hurt

Bi Xia clenched his fists and knocked on his chest, not knowing whether it was because of his respected senior or because he was choking uncomfortably, the tip of his nose was sore, and the choked tears rolled around the corners of his eyes.Bi Xia blinked, tears rolling in the eye sockets and moistening the corners of the eyes.

The little beets who are cared for by the major European giants may not necessarily become talents in the end, but they have tried in various positions, various soy sauces and various styles. Keeping a clear mind in the middle, Guti is the only one.In Bi Xia's opinion, Guti may not be a top superstar, but he is the most enchanting wizard he has ever seen.This buddy suddenly exploded after Zidane left, kicking and kicking Real Madrid's midfield.If it were to be played by Bi Xia, he would have been crippled long ago and disappeared.

Bi Xia grabbed his throat and swallowed for a long time to get rid of the apple stuck in the trachea. He was lying on the bed breathing freely, so fucking comfortable.

"Tell you to give up your mind." It sounded like Guti had done it on his own, but Bixia demolished Guti without any guilt, but his eyes were full of uncertain panic.

"Hey, hey, hey! You are the one who talks to seniors like that. What about manners? Politeness! Little bastard, did I teach you this way!" Guti breathed out sullenly.

Bixia yawned and turned the topic back to Ozil.

"When I first saw Moniyu pass the ball, this sentence echoed in my mind, he is not alone, not alone!"

"What a mess! What is it not a person?"

"It's a fish." Bixia waved his fingers and sent Guti a photo of Ozil, "I'll fuck it. It was just this pass. I thought he was possessed by you."

Ozil's scalpel's wonderful pass directly penetrated the defense of three people and created a single shot for Pizarro.

Guti stared at Ozil's dead fish eyes without blinking, and stared at him with wide eyes, "He directly skipped the theory of evolution, proving that humans evolved from fish."

Bi Xia kicked his feet happily, rolled around and fell off the bed with a thud. When Guti heard Bi Xia's howling pain, he didn't know how to say hello to him immediately. His frizzy personality seemed to wear down a lot, but Drop the chain every now and then when you're reassuring him.This made Guti feel that Bi Xia was still the little kid who followed behind and called him brother, and it was time to take him away from him.Thinking of this, Guti frowned and wrinkled his forehead. This year, Bixia missed the opportunity to enter the first team of Real Madrid because of a bizarre injury. He couldn't help worrying that Bixia didn't remember the pain and didn't learn the lesson!

Bi Xia waved his hand like slapping a mosquito, "Ann..."

Guti was prepared for Bi Xia's indifference, and cut off his words, "It seems that Mata didn't tell you, too. Who has the face to say such a shameful thing."

Bi Xia quickly put the receiver close to his ear, a schadenfreude flashed between his brows, a smirk overflowed from his mouth, Guti hummed in an opera-like tone, and Bi Xia pinched his face immediately, pretending Showing a face that feels well-behaved, and a calm smile that is very pretentious in the eyes of others.

"Yesterday morning when he went out to tie his shoelaces, he used too much force, and with one click, his old injury recurred."

Bi Xia's facial features twisted, looking a little bit pained, "Really?...Crack!" With a yell, he jumped up into the air, "Puff ha ha ha ha ha... I was still on the phone with him yesterday, little boy, Don't tell me. It's too embarrassing, don't tell brother about such a sad thing and have a good time."

The corner of Guti's mouth twitched, why did these small beets turn into lumpy bitter gourds when they grew up?Should he talk to old Ruben, even if Castilian bastards get together, they can't make them give up treatment.The training that should be scolded, the scolding that should be scolded, you can't be soft-hearted at all, otherwise the release of these groups will really damage Real Madrid's century-old reputation.

Suddenly the scream in the cubicle made Bixia tremble in fright. He flicked his wrist and almost fell to the ground. He opened the door with bare feet, feeling a little unhappy. What's the matter with this bully?And let no one rest.

The bully was jumping on the sofa like a madman.

"If you call the neighbor again, you will call the police." Bi Xia grabbed the door lock with one hand, and kept his demeanor without uttering any bad words.

With the video on in the notebook, a few girls saw Bi Xia who suddenly appeared, they stared and opened their mouths for a while, almost slapped Bi Xia from head to toe, and after two or three seconds, they held their faces and yelled at Bi Xia.Bi Xia saw the quivering tonsils in their throats at a glance, touched their arms, they were naked, Bi Xia suddenly realized that he was not wearing a shirt.He is a big man who is used to being free at home, and he accidentally made a fool of himself in front of a few little girls.

Bi Xia's face suddenly turned into a monkey's butt, and his neck was red all of a sudden, he went back to the room in a hurry, and when he slammed the door, there were words from a few girls discussing Bi Xia's figure floating in the living room.Grass, domestic girls have already become accustomed to the sex of strange men? !

Bi Xia didn't realize that he was not a strange man at all.

Seeing that Bixia was so frightened that he was about to twitch away, Guti held his forehead and laughed, his blond hair hanging down his shoulders, looking so handsome.Sister Snake, who came in quietly, was amazed by Guti's beauty, and stared intently at the person on the phone.Guti raised his right hand and waved his index finger and middle finger together in front of his forehead. His action was very effective. Sister Snake tightly covered her heart that was beating more and more violently, feeling that she was drunk and dizzy as if floating.

Bi Xia hastily hung up Guti's phone, what a disaster!

Sister Snake was stunned for a while, then let out a soft sigh, "Guti."

Bi Xia shook his head, and gave Sister Snake a cheap arm, "Stop dreaming. That vagabond prefers mature women, and likes to play with siblings."

As soon as Sister Snake's butt touched the bed, she looked at Bi Xia and gave him a blank look.Bi Xia secretly gritted his teeth, isn't he planning for a rainy day.

Gu Di has a noble temperament, a typical "tall, rich and handsome", which attracts girls' attention the most. He is worried that Sister Snake will fall down and hurt her body and feel sad.I remember that Raul once complained that if he insisted on counting the women who appeared around Guti, it would be an exaggeration to say that if these women were asked to line up, the length of the line could connect the moon and the earth.Raul mentioned the names of dozens of women in one breath, and Bixia was so envious when he heard it, several of them were on the list of "one-night stand" actresses voted by Spain. At that time, he was really worried that Guti would be mad at Spanish men who were jealous Throw it in a sack and throw it at Camp Nou.

Sister Snake finally recovered from Guti's suave, she suddenly remembered something, "Zidane also said that Guti is the most talented player in Real Madrid, not one of them. It's a pity, if he leaves Real Madrid... "

Bi Xia's heart tightened suddenly, he was most annoyed by people's assumptions in his ears about these impossible things, "Guti's choice makes people feel distressed and even more regrettable. But with Guti's temperament, it's better to stay, It doesn't matter if you leave, if you think about it, he won't regret it. Since this is the case, outsiders don't have to say "what if"..."

Sister Snake was heartbroken by Bi Xia's fierce attitude, she fell on the bed and covered her head with a pillow and ignored him.Bi Xia scolded himself for overreacting in his heart, but Sister Snake just said something casually, he struggled for a while, and finally couldn't help asking, "Are you angry?"

Sister Snake shook her head under the pillow, "No." Hey, a little sad, my brother said she was an outsider.

Seeing that Sister Snake was motionless, Bi Xia was afraid that she would suffocate him, so he forcibly pulled the pillow away. Seeing that she really turned red from suffocation, Bi Xia was a little distressed, and he rubbed Sister Snake's soft hair.

Bi Xia was not so sensitive to those words in the past, so this behavior at this time is not a reproach to himself.As his career became more successful, Bixia's shame of betraying Real Madrid became stronger, and he respected Guti more.Therefore, the reason why Guti is Guti is that he will never deviate from Madridism for the future like himself.

On October 1, the second round of the UEFA Champions League group stage came to an end. This stage lacked strong confrontation. Although the final victory of the tycoons was not upset, the schedule was full of twists and turns, and the excitement made fans all over the world hooked.Among them, Barcelona's 2-2 away game against Shakhtar Donetsk attracted the most attention. Messi, who came off the bench, scored twice at the last moment.

Messi is the key player again, and he challenges Ronaldo, the favorite of the 2 Golden Globe Award and Mr. Football, with his phenomenal performance to turn the tide.

He, Messi, has not given up!

"World Sports Daily" revealed that Messi performed extremely well in the league and the Champions League in the first half of the 2-8 season, which made his support rate continue to rise.Cristiano Ronaldo, he is not unique, he is not comparable to Messi.And luckily we have Lionel Andres Messi.This great player, he is in Barcelona, ​​he is in Camp Nou!

"Mundo Deportivo" is the only media in Spain that has the qualifications for the FIFA Golden Globe Awards. The newspaper can get first-hand the most confidential news, so the newspaper's reports related to the Golden Globe Awards are highly credible.

Ronaldo has not yet responded to the provocation of Sporting Monde, his mentor, Manchester United coach Ferguson was first angered by reporters in Madrid at the press conference, he contempt Messi for Ronaldo, "I don't want to fuck with you ( Reporter) speaking, fucking Ronaldo is a great player. In my opinion, Ronaldo is better than Zidane. Messi? But a player who relies on the system. Whichever Premier League team buys him, first worry about whether the child protection organization will Come to the door...fuck you idiot..."

"Folsomson: Messi is an idiot! "

"Messi is a fucking system player, Ferguson admits that he only loves Ronaldo! "

As long as you get the news from next door, the Madrid reporter doesn't care how hard the hair dryer is turned on.

The war of words between Spain and England also spread to Italy, because the Italian journalists were unwilling to be lonely, and described Ronaldo as a "playboy" who had a good time. Hot pics of bath.

However, Ronaldo's Manchester United boss Ferguson still defended him, believing that the Portuguese did nothing wrong.

Because of the transfer farce with Real Madrid this summer, the media have alarmistly pointed out that the relationship between Ferguson and Ronaldo has broken down.But at least in public, this is not the case. The relationship between Ferguson and Ronaldo has not been affected by the transfer, and the relationship between mentor and apprentice is still deep.

"At the moment he can't do anything because he's still walking with a cane. When he gets back to us, he'll start his rehabilitation program. With this injury, his cast will be removed in 1 days. He will come back to us sometime and start his recovery without crutches." Ferguson elaborated on Ronaldo's injury and agreed with Mourinho for the first time in public, "Jose is right, You media are premeditated and organized to manipulate public opinion. I don't like this spirit, I like honesty more than Mourinho."

Witty dragged Mourinho into the water.

The Italian reporter slapped his head, yes, the biggest news is in their country, why bother to look far away!

As a result, Inter Milan's training base was crowded with reporters waiting for interviews. Bi Xia entered and exited the training ground every day as if fighting a war. He had to shed several layers of skin before being stopped by the reporters.Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry, so Bi Xia finally closed his eyes and stepped on the gas pedal, rushing into the gate of the base with a bang.Having seen reporters dodging and moving like martial arts masters, Bi Xia and his teammates also showed off their driving skills that they have practiced for many years.

Bi Xia's final sprint speed was very fast, it was like flying, and the teammates following him couldn't see the rear of his car at all, which was very exciting.Especially when turning a corner, Bi Xia felt as if he was going to be thrown out, and the danger of approaching death stirred up the frenzy factor in his blood.

Ibrahimovic felt Bixia's extreme speed, and finally he almost grabbed the door and climbed out of the car, "People often ask me, what would I do if I didn't choose to play football. I don't know the answer, maybe I would Become a criminal. But I know Bi Xia’s answer clearly, he can definitely be a racing driver if he doesn’t play football, he can stimulate your blood, and he can also make you feel that hell is so close..."

Before Ibrahimovic's eloquent speech was finished, the sound was automatically muted under Mourinho's bluffing face.Mourinho's belly rose and fell in anger, and his round belly stretched out his close-fitting shirt. He was so angry that he didn't even care about his little belly, which he usually cared about very much.

The tornado struck, and his life was in danger. Bi Xia consciously stood up to bear Mourinho's anger.

The locker room was so silent that even breathing was so clear. The two men faced each other, and the atmosphere was as suffocating as a balloon blown to its limit. As long as someone pushes harder, the balloon will inevitably explode.

At this moment, Faria knocked on the door of the locker room and told Mourinho that the chairman had something to do with him. Mourinho turned and walked over to talk to him in a low voice. Faria made a face at Bixia.Faria transferred Mourinho when he was furious, but Bixia was not exempted from punishment and was fined for two weeks.

Bi Xia's face turned green when he heard that he had to complete an additional 5o group of variable speed runs today.

"Let me see Bixia's first-class braking system." Before leaving, Mourinho did not forget to taunt Bixia.He let out a heavy snort from his nose, this brat, he looks cute and sweet, Nima is more violent than Balotelli on the inside, and he dares to play with anything when his temper comes up.

Balotelli tiptoed to the door and opened a crack to see that Mourinho and Faria would not turn back. He slammed the door shut and patted his chest with a frightened look.

Zanetti told Balotelli to stop playing tricks. He came over and stroked the back of Bi Xia's head, "You too. Compared to Bremen's goalkeeper, I think you are the one with the spirit of adventure."

Bi Xia slapped his head hard, he was really blocked by shit recently, he was so confused that he almost put his future into it, if something happened to him, it would be too late to regret it, he could only count himself as what he deserved.

On the training ground, Bixia followed the rhythm of Mourinho's clapping, changing the speed quickly and slowly. As long as he was dissatisfied, Mourinho would use Messi to torture Bixia's mind, "Messi won the gold medal last year. Ball Award No.3 and World Player of the Year No.2, it is definitely something to be proud and honored to receive these honors at the age of 2o." Mourinho knew that Bi Xia and Messi were rivals in their youth, he I don't believe that Bi Xia has no idea about the current situation of the two of them.

"If you want to continue the competition of your youth, you can't drink or smoke, you can't call prostitutes to take drugs, in addition, you have to restrain your God-given man's adventurous psychology. There are hundreds of thousands of players in the world. There is only one apex, so many stars come and go, and only Pele and Maradona are named the kings. You are not the only one who is talented and trains hard. If you can’t even do self-denial, how can you become the best player in this era? A special superstar." Suddenly, Mourinho frowned and talked to Bi Xia about Ronaldo's cautiousness, "You know, in order to protect his waist and maintain his energy, he even lay down when making love."

Pfft——Bi Xia was out of breath, he immediately adjusted his breathing, Mourinho suddenly shouted to speed up, Bi Xia endured the feeling that his chest was about to explode, and increased the frequency of his steps, he took a big breath, the air cut him like a blade In his throat, the rusty smell of blood spread in his mouth.

At the end of the training, Bi Xia's legs were so soft that they seemed to have no bones, and he couldn't support his body for shooting practice.Inter Milan's third goalkeeper has been abused for so many days, and finally got some interest from Bi Xia.As far as his shooting speed today, he made a precise lunge, and in the middle of the process, he still had the heart to make a scorpion tail-wagging save.

He is the goalkeeper!The third goalkeeper was dreaming about holding the football, and he didn't notice it for a while. Balotelli hit the nose with the ball, and two tubes of nosebleed meandered down.

Mourinho blew his whistle.

The training was finally over, and Bi Xia immediately collapsed into a snake, pressing on the grass.

Balotelli got tired of his girlfriend during this time, and avoided her entanglement by sending Bixia home.

As soon as Xiaobawang saw Balotelli, he patrolled back and forth as if on alert, not allowing him to approach her, and the alert was not lifted until he was 5 meters away from him.

Bi Xia could see clearly that the little bully saw Balotelli at first glance. Fortunately, Sister Snake's hug resolved the embarrassment for a moment. It seemed that in order to make up for the little bully's mistake, Sister Snake changed her quietness in front of outsiders. English mixed with Chinese dancing and talking with Balotelli.

Sister Snake originally planned to make dumplings, but after talking with Balotelli for a long time, she actually tricked Balotelli into the kitchen to help make the dough.

As soon as Balotelli's figure disappeared, Bi Xia called the bully into the room, "What do you mean?" Bi Xia asked in a low voice.

Xiaobawang lowered his head and rubbed his ten fingers, "His skin is dark." To put it bluntly, she was discriminating.

Bi Xia was out of anger.

It has been nearly 30 years since the reform and opening up, and the living standard in China has improved a lot. Many people will choose to go abroad if they are able.At the airport, Bi Xia once met a few Chinese who said in front of their children that they hated black ghosts the most. Shaking hands with them was too dirty, and they refused the food they touched. eyesight.

There are high and low qualities, and Bi Xia can't control the thoughts of all Chinese people, but he absolutely cannot accept racial discrimination by his relatives and friends, because he himself is a victim of racial discrimination.

Yellow monkey!Chinese pig!

These verbal attacks and middle finger insults accompanied Bixia almost throughout his school career in Madrid.

"I can only pretend that I don't hear it, because I am very young and eager to play, and I don't want the referee to stop the game. I have to endure it." Bi Xia covered his face with his hands, and there is nothing more cruel than digging out the history of his own humiliation It's over.Every time, he told himself, just bear with it and it will be over, and when they are too fresh and bored, they won't pay attention to him.

The blow that broke Bixia the most came from the team's supporters.Once, Bixia's mistake caused Castilla to lose the game, and the Castilla fans turned against him, echoing the opponent's fans to insult his race and question his blood.After the game, Bi Xia knelt in the center of the court for a long time and cried aggrievedly, while lying on the grass and did not stand up for a long time.

Xiaobawang was frightened by Bi Xia's gloomy appearance, and she, who had never shown any weakness, naturally stiffened her neck, "He is different from you, he is black and dirty, tall and big, and he looks scary."

Bi Xia suddenly wanted to laugh. The Chinese tradition of distinguishing high and low by color since ancient times has been carried forward by some people.He couldn't do anything with Xiaobawang's stubborn head, so he told her to go home tomorrow, opened the closet and asked for the signed jersey that she had snatched away.

Balotelli had a great time in the kitchen, with flour all over his face, one white and one black, really a bit of a black and white match.He was holding the dumplings and Bi Xia Xianbao whose stomach was bursting, and the corners of his mouth were grinning to the ears, and his teeth could not be seen when he smiled, "I did it. She... the other Bi said, hard work pays more. You didn't do anything." , I’ll just give you soup later.”

Bi Xia washed his hands and made a dumpling in twos and twos.He has a beautiful crescent shape, with a bulging belly and a naive look. Bixia raised his eyebrows to watch Balotelli turn into a discouraged ball.

"My cooking skills are not as good as yours, but if I say making dumplings, I will throw you into outer space." His mother loves making dumplings the most, and he likes to play with dough beside her, and he has developed a unique skill of making dumplings.

"I'm sorry." Bi Xia focused on the dumplings in his hand.

Balotelli has never been stupid, and he understood what Bixia meant at once, "I am sorry that such an unfortunate thing happened, but I am sure this will not stop my friendship with you."

Bixia raised his flour-stained hands and kneaded Balotelli's neck, and the two of them laughed together with their foreheads together.Balotelli felt uncomfortable on the back of his neck, so he curled up his neck and rubbed it. He suddenly remembered the flour in Bi Xia's hand, saw his incomplete smile, grabbed a handful of flour, tore open his neckline and poured it in directly. .

Balotelli wanted to spend the night after eating the dumplings, but Bixia vetoed it. Balotelli was so disappointed that he pointed at his two cousins ​​and asked Bixia, "Why can they! You can't discriminate against male compatriots. "

Sister Snake covered her mouth and snickered. After she couldn't bear it any longer, Bixia kicked Balotelli out, "We'll talk about it after you enter our household registration book."

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Bi Xia said that sending Xiaobawang away was not to scare her, and he drove her to the airport the next day. Seeing this, Sister Snake could only pack up her suitcase and go with her. Besides, the National Day holiday is coming to an end, so she can go back to school early to rest.