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Pay tribute to puredream, I also want to make a small theater.

Bi Xia looked at Kaka's autobiography, (⊙o⊙) "It is a miracle of life that he can recover from a broken spine and achieve such results in football."

Messi O(∩_∩)O "I have a similar experience, and I am also a miracle of life."

Bi Xia raised his hand and compared Messi, who was shorter than his chin, "You are a miracle of life."

Messi: QAQ

On the TV, Valencia's coaches and teammates praised Mata in various ways, and Bixia's brain jumped when he heard it. No matter how they looked at it, their praise should be applied to the dead.

In order to get the team back on track, coach Koeman activated Mata, and Mata performed well, which made him determined to give Mata the main position, and he did not hesitate to use the media to create momentum.

"In my team, the relaxed, stress-free days passed. If you had watched Mata train, you wouldn't have complained about players who only knew their hotels, their stadiums and their airports."

Bixia knew that he should call Mata and congratulate him sincerely and without jealousy, for his La Liga debut, and for coach Koeman to support his attitude.

Just as his fingers hesitated back and forth on Mata's number, the phone rang, and Mata's photo jumped out. He was wearing a Real Madrid jersey and stepped on a football, grinning with white teeth.For a moment, Bixia didn't want to answer Mata's call.

Mata was obsessed with it, he had to do it if he wanted to talk to Bi Xia, and he called his cell phone over and over again, making Bi Xia's mind full of cell phone ringtones.

As soon as the phone was connected, Mata babbled so hard that he couldn't get in a word.

"Bi! Turn on the TV! Turn on the TV!! I'm on the field! Hahaha!... 78 minutes, my La Liga debut. If Koeman gives a little more time, I will definitely score. Hehe, needless to say I will Know you think the same, right? Who made us brothers. You know how the commentators at Valencia commented on me, how my aggressive off-ball moves got rid of defenders and created space to attack... oh well —” Mata sighed for a long time, “If you play with me, I will definitely score a lot of goals. After all, I will lead Valencia to kill the Quartet, right?” Mata began to worry about the future. Real Madrid Tubasa, "I even thought about the headlines of the news."

——Real Madrid youth training general VS former master

——Real Madrid, do you regret it? He only needs a substitute!

"Hahaha! How majestic."

Obviously you think too much!Bi Xia complained silently.

"Mata, why did you forget to take your medicine!"

"What?" Slipped a sentence and learned the dialect with Bi Xia.

"I'm looking for the phone number of a mental hospital. It is said that paranoia can be cured in the early stages."

"Go away, you are jealous."

Jealousy pierced Bixia's normal heart, he tried his best to be relaxed and natural, unable to show his inner anxiety in front of Mata, even though the other party was his good brother.

"Mata, I'm proud of you." Bi Xia suddenly found it difficult to say this sentence, he was jealous of Mata, very, very jealous.But after saying this, Bi Xia felt that the stone on his chest disappeared.

Well, bros are used to poking knives at themselves.

Lifting the football on one side with his foot, and poking his toe, Bi Xia hugged the flying football. In order not to let his brother throw him far away, he had to be a hard-working genius.

After going down the stairs, Bi Xia took the ball and jogged from the dormitory to the playground. He ran into his teammates on the way. When they saw Bi Xia, their happy faces twitched, and they ran away like a cat when they saw a mouse. practice.

Granero touched the few remaining teammates, and turned around to invite Bixia to go out for activities. Suddenly, dozens of gazes pierced him like small knives, stabbing holes all over his body.

Bi Xia pouted and made an embarrassing expression, "Forget it, I slipped out to meet Monica two days ago, and was caught by old Ruben. It was like an eagle catching a chicken, and he chased him all the way."

The sneaking teammate was two steps slower.

"The people of Madrid will thank you and the old Ruben for a wonderful performance, produced by Castile, must be excellent."

Hesse stood tens of meters away, pinching his throat to imitate Monica, "Oh, Bixia~~" The undulating voice made them pick their throats and do evil.

The man was very proud, and twisted out the S with his chest upright, "Why are you from Real Madrid! Deny your loyalty and abandon your beliefs! Maybe you don't want to do this, so as long as you swear to be my lover, I will Abandoning Atletico Madrid for you."

Bi Xia threw the ball and volleyed it, and knocked the ball at Hesse's face. Hesse covered his nose with both hands, his nasal cavity was sore and numb, his eyes were full of tears, but his facial features were straight and serious. complaints and protests.

Bi Xia once seriously suggested Hesse to apply for the La Masia Academy of Film and Television, but Hesse disliked that the next door would only flop and ruin his acting talent.

Bixia's response to the best Hesse this time is to ignore.

The instep caught the ball kicked by Granero, and after a few changes of direction, Bixia played a dazzling trick to avoid the stinky feet that came across.

"Bi Xia!" With a deafening roar, Coach Betol, a Spanish middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance but a bad temper, imitated the old woman to make a teapot shape, "You bastards. If you hurt yourself, give me I'm going back to La Fabrica and learning how to play again!"

Several big and small guys turned their heads together, and blew a kiss with their lips pouting.Betol was so startled that his Adam's apple slid up and down, and he choked on his saliva. He stared at them for tens of seconds, as if he didn't recognize the group of little devils in front of him.

The inspiration for this move by the boys comes from Bi Xia. When they saw Bi Xia once, they used the cuteness to surprise the old Ruben and forgot to get angry.

Bi Xia saw Antonio Adan from a distance, and he kicked, "Adan!" Adan jumped up, and firmly caught the flying football with both hands.

Antonio Adan was the mainstay of the Real Madrid youth team and the Spanish youth team. He was promoted to Real Madrid Castilla after two years of excellent performances in the Real Madrid C team, and continued to perform well and became the captain for the next three years.In 2006, he won the U19 European Championship in Poland as captain and starting goalkeeper, and he continues to play for Castilla as Real Madrid's official third goalkeeper.Adan is now placed with high hopes by Real Madrid fans, and is recognized as the future double goalkeeper of Real Madrid and Spain, and the sure successor of San Cassie.

A Dan and Bi Xia teamed up to practice, suddenly A Dan hugged the ball and stopped the training, Bi Xia shot seven shots without interference, and only three of them hit the goal.

A Dan→_→: "Bi Xia, you are so useless."

Bi Xia pursed her lips, shook her hair, raised her pants, and squatted down.With his arms across his knees, Bixia leaned on it, looking down at the grass, "Capello said that I'm not in his team plan."

Adan twitched his eyebrows. He put down the ball and sat with Bi Xia. He straightened his legs and stretched his toes with both hands. .”

Asking for comfort failed but was lectured.

The first half of the sentence sounded like he wanted to talk back, but the second half turned Bi Xia's facial features into embarrassing characters. He leaned over and laughed at A Dan, "Your language was taught by the physical education teacher, what a ridiculous comparison."

"Fuck you, it's better than your sexual enlightenment being taught by old Reuben."

Unexpectedly, the captain was so unscrupulous that he poked his taint, Bi Xia bit his back teeth and said bitterly, "I'm innocent, innocent and cute, no way!"

The domestic atmosphere is conservative, and when Bi Xia came to Spain, he was determined to shake off the hat of the rough brother. He is not like this group of perverts, who matured precociously until he was 14 years old and hid playboys under the bed.When he had the wet dream for the first time, he thought he had pissed his pants.When a man skipped training and hid to wash the sheets, he was caught by old Ruben. Bi Xia was ashamed and ashamed, and was scolded by old Ruben one by one for slackers and rough men.Old Luben found out that there was a white lotus hidden among a group of little bastards during Bixia's whimpering and crying. educate.

Teammates laughed at Bi Xia when they learned about this incident, forcing Bi Xia to hang up on the spot, and his small body rampantly picked the entire back line, causing them to be scolded bloody by the coach and fucked to the point of crying. .

This joke has been told until Bi Xia and Monica dated.The teammates secretly hated Bixia's shit luck, the poor little virgin who only had experience with JILL (do you think it looks like a girl with open five fingers) won the favor of the Spanish sweetheart.

Adan's interruption made Bixia temporarily forget about the bullshit first team, and the two chatted and laughed for a while and practiced passing and catching.Adan kicked and caught, and when he took the time, he glanced at Bi Xia who was running around, his eyes were full of envy.Bixia's midfield organization and striker's offensive ability are outstanding. His constantly refreshing statistics have slapped the racists a few ears, and even conquered the Madrid fans who were picky about his account.Raul, Guti and other main players are getting old, so that Bixia's voice to enter the first team is getting louder and louder, and he, Adan can't help being discouraged, it seems that he has entered the first team one step earlier than Bixia, but Saint Cassie It is the year when he is playing, and the particularity of the goalkeeper is doomed that even if Adan sits on the bench throughout the season, he may not be able to get a few chances as a substitute.

"Damn it will really make people feel uncomfortable." Adan lost his composure, and kicked the ball across the midfield with his big feet.

Bi Xia looked at the flying ball, gave Adan a supercilious look, turned around and chased in the direction of the ball.After coming several times in a row, Bi Xia became angry and scolded while running, "What a broken foot! It smells so bad that weasels can be smothered to death!"

Adan raised his eyebrows with a smile, who told you to make me unhappy!Tell you to tear my scars!Run to death!

The two did not dare to over-train and increase the burden on their bodies, and they practiced tacitly for an hour and returned to the locker room one after another.Adan picked up the changed team uniform and smelled it, wrinkled his nose, and quickly put the team uniform into a ball and stuffed it into his bag.Bi Xia changed into a printed T-shirt and BF jeans, so refreshing and handsome that she could attract the souls of all Madrid girls.

Adan asked him to go home for dinner. Adan's mother was trained to cook well by the family's picky taste buds. Bi Xia's stomach rebelled as soon as he heard Adan's invitation. The devastated don't know the taste of normal food.Although he couldn't wait, Bi Xia kept the Chinese virtues reserved, "It's too much trouble for Teresa, I'm so sorry."

Adan walked past non-stop, and hummed in a noble, elegant and indifferent way: "Well, please don't come. The Liberian ham is all mine." His tone rose cheerfully.

The Liberian ham is fresh and salty, and after the mouth, it is even more fragrant on the lips and teeth. Bi Xia's mouth is about to fall off. He puts his mind away and hurriedly catches up with Adan, "Don't. Tell Teresa, if there is another potato omelette Cake, I will love her to death." Adan was dissatisfied with Bi Xia's pickiness, and said that Teresa was not in charge of ordering, and repeatedly satirized his love as cheap as saliva.

Bi Xia smiled and expressed that he enjoyed Adan's jealousy. People who are not envied by others are mediocre, and that smug look almost made Adan's fist and Castile's most beautiful face come into hot contact.

Walking out of the gate of Castile, Bi Xia looked at the orange clouds in the sky, and expressed his admiration for Adan, "Every time I come out of this gate, I feel that the hell inside is true love, and the heaven outside is Aventure... ...Real Madrid, you are white clouds floating in the sky, I am a knight without a horse chasing and chasing...I love you so much, you don't care about me..."

Dan wanted to stuff the jersey in his bag into his mouth.

Suddenly, the eyes dimmed, and a person stopped Bixia and Adan excitedly, and the strange language exploded in Adan's ears.

"Bi Xia! Bi Xia! You are Bi Xia!"

Bi Xia lowered his head and saw a flushed face, he didn't know whether it was from excitement or from the stuffy weather.

Qiao Yu paid special attention to the sight of the idol. He raised his head and raked his messy hair, trying his best to leave a good impression on the idol. Under tension, his hair became more and more messy, and he was sweating profusely. Hearing the joyful laughter, his The arm is even more stiff and I don't know how to place it.

Qiao Yu is an exchange student of BFSU Spanish. He has been a Real Madrid fan since the first phase of Galaxy Battleship. In order to get an exchange spot from a female student with excellent language skills, he formed a team to play Dota and was angered by the three pigs in the dormitory. , The mouth is scolding is Idiot (idiot)! Estúpido 9 (dumb)! Imbécil (low energy)!When he came to the Bernabéu, the sacred place in his mind, Qiao Yu was pleasantly surprised to find that the leading striker of Real Madrid's echelon Castilla turned out to be his compatriot!

Not Chinese, not mixed race, but a compatriot with yellow skin and black eyes holding a passport of the People's Republic of China!The kind of ecstasy bursting out of the chest can’t be understood by talking about Andres Segura (the top Spanish supermodel) and Beckham’s female classmates all day long. For his excellence and Bi Xia's record, they gave him an idiotic look and waved their hands with a sneer.

"Hurt Zhongyong!"

"Wake up, what are you dreaming in broad daylight?"

"Flash in the pan. I was also a football genius when I was young!"

"It's too late, I bet you, in a few years, even Dong Fangzhuo can be compared to him."

"C'mon, the impotent Chinese footballers can't even get excited about ccav5. Then...what's the matter, I can't see any news scum, so it's pretty bad, and the Football Association is embarrassed to use him as a fig leaf." Don't look into the eyes of those people. Contemptuous and cursing, sneaking to watch the national pig game behind people's backs, watching the football is sad, not watching the football is even more sad.

Qiao Yu is a fan who likes to read cool football articles. After being brainwashed by many Internet gods, he firmly believes that the RP accumulated by Chinese football for decades will be rewarded.The moment he saw Bi Xia, Qiao Yu wanted to thank all the great gods. Bi Xia may be a glimmer of Chinese football.

Qiao Yu followed Castilla to various stadiums, he hysterically called Bixia in standard Chinese, unable to speak alone, his voice alone was drowned out by the weird Spanish accent.Qiao Yu pointed to Bi Xia who was flying fast on the Alfredo Di Stefano Stadium, and proudly declared to the Spaniard that he was his compatriot.Many fans shouted incredible, in their opinion, a talented player like Bi Xia should not come from the stagnant Chinese football.Qiao Yu was happy and disappointed at the same time. Even the Chinese did not believe that there would be their own football geniuses and superstars.

Compared with the Spaniards, Qiao Yu's 1.7 meters is too short. He has been unable to grab Bi Xia's autographed photo, and finally caught up with Castile.

Qiao Yu stopped Bixia but stood there in a daze. Adan glanced at the fan, bent his arms and beat Bixia, and muttered, "It looks like your fans. They are all stupid! Hurry up and sign."

Bi Xia took Qiao Yu's pen and autograph book, and wrote his name in a fluttering manner. After writing the last stroke, he couldn't help but said to Qiao Yu, "This is the first time I've signed my own name."

The three words "one's own person" carry a sense of sadness that I don't even know.

Qiao Yu took it passively, secretly wiped the sweat off his palms on his pants, and then grabbed Bi Xia, "Take...take a picture."

After a few clicks, Qiao Yu carefully put the camera and autograph book back into the bag. He patted the bag in satisfaction, and then looked at Bi Xia with a dreamy expression: I have a compatriot in Real Madrid. Although it is an echelon, but He is much loved by Mei Linger and is known as the star of hope for Real Madrid.This kind of good thing that I dare not even dream of doing more happened in front of my eyes.

"If I hadn't come to Madrid, I wouldn't have known that Castilla had someone of their own, you played really well. Bi... Bixia, it's like a dream... Well, I mean it's incredible .You understand, right?"

If you talk too much, you will talk nonsense, "There is no news in the country... Dong Fangzhuo and Zheng Zhi are broadcast on sports news every day, why did you miss you... Haha... You are really good, better than them. Please continue to work hard, I Support you! Ha, there will be many people supporting you!"

For the affirmation of his own people, Bi Xia couldn't speak those mandarins that were practiced almost to perfection, so he responded dryly, "I will work hard."

With red eyes, Bi Xia pulled Adan and left without looking back.

Qiao Yu looked up at the gate of Castile with a pilgrimage, he suddenly hissed, it shouldn't be!The main player of the Real Madrid echelon to win the championship is now the vice-president of the Castilla team. If such a talented boy really emerges from China, the media will definitely go crazy.Just look at how popular Manchester United's Dong Fangzhuo and Charlton's Zheng Zhi are in China.

This unscientific!

After leaving that fan, Adan noticed that Bi Xia had been sullen, and he tentatively asked, "Isn't that a fan?"

"what?"

Adam repeated it.

"He is my fan." Bi Xia counted on his fingers, "I have been in Castile for 7 years, but this is the first time I have met a domestic fan."

"My motivation in Madrid is to become the main force of Real Madrid, but today that fan suddenly reminded me that besides Real Madrid, I am still a Chinese player." Bi Xia smiled a little ugly, and he slowed down, "Adan, early In January, the Chinese Football Association came to me and they asked me to complete the player registration."

"..."

"I refused."

Football Association officials very generously mentioned Bi Xia's path to be selected for the Olympic team.

——Only 30 yuan.

In front of Adan, Bi Xia looked very calm and relaxed, he didn't want to make himself look miserable.

"What! My God!" Adan was very surprised, even a little terrified, you know what you refused.Even if he is as famous as Redondo, he angered the Football Association and said that he would not let you join the national team.Not being able to serve your country is the nightmare of every good player.

Seeing Adan's expression, Bi Xia also knew that his career in the national team was over, so he suddenly felt aggrieved and wanted to find a place to cry.

He didn't dare to think about the World Cup. The Beijing Olympics might be his only chance to win an international football championship.Just when Bi Xia decided to sign a huge check to compromise with the Football Association, he always thought of his mother's disappointed and painful tears on the day his parents divorced.

"If there is no bottom line, people become the honor version of the lower limit of the show. Don't learn from your father. You can't afford it, you can't let it go, you can't wait, it's always a little bit worse."

It's just a little bit worse!

It's just a little bit worse!

Mom's words haunted Bixia like a curse, he was the old man's seed, but he resisted any resemblance to the old man.

Bi Xia rejected the Football Association's unreasonable request with righteous words, and raised his arms and shouted that those damn rules should go to hell!He was so handsome that day, like a fearless hero!Bi Xia regretted it when the Football Association officials pointed at his nose and yelled at him for not knowing good and evil, and was told that he would never even think about joining the national team in his life.

Sitting in the dining room of Adan's house, Bixia was enjoying Teresa's hospitality. Even though the family has already stepped out of a small star, the fan complex of Adan's family has not disappeared. They love and admire Bixia and will support him. Cheers to the goal, but also sad that he was rejected by the Bernabeu.

Under the warm light, Bi Xia and A Dan sat on the carpet, each occupying one side of the coffee table, which was full of photo posters asking for autographs.Sister Adan climbed behind Bixia, hugged his neck with both hands, and acted like a kitten with Bixia.Bi Xia tilted her face in distress, and the little sister moved her face towards him consciously, and gave him a fragrant kiss in one mouthful, expressing her admiration for Bi Xia word by word, her eyes were black and bright .

The grief and indignation in Bi Xia's heart gradually dissipated. Even if he missed the national team, he would play football cleanly and accept the fans' praise with confidence.

I'm going to be the best player of this era, sweat and bleed, keep my head down and never let that shit ruin my football.

Seeing that Bi Xia had regained his energy, Adan breathed a sigh of relief, Nima, it's so miserable to be the captain, and he also needs to work as a part-time psychological counselor as a training partner.

Someone who was resurrected with full blood provocatively said, "Adan, I will try my best to score goals, one after another, until the gate of the Bernabéu is smashed."

Adan whistled, "My dream is to deny the goals of the strikers, one by one, and defend the gate of the Bernabeu."