National Treasure Striker [Football]

"How to say?" Julian wasn't afraid, he took off his trousers, what can't brother do?

Balotelli snorted twice, opened the door and went in, with a wicked smile on his face: "Please come in."

Marchisio couldn't bear it on the side: "Hey buddy, this is my brother, it's almost enough?"

Please, give face to the most handsome guy in the team?Let go of the most handsome brother in the team?

Don't forget Balotelli, you boy is also new here!

Bashen caught someone younger than himself, so of course he must not let him escape.

It happened that all the teammates came, and there were only a few sitting in the locker room, and there were still a few outside.

Julian patted his brother on the shoulder: You can only be the second most handsome in the team now, because the most handsome is here.

Cassano booed beside him, it was getting late now, and the teammates who were training on the field outside were coming back one after another.

The "meeting meeting" for newcomers must be watched by the whole team!

Thinking of his past experience of stripping naked in front of the whole team, Cassano looked sad and indignant.

He and Balotelli are a pair of striker partners, known in football as the "bad boy" combination, which was originally the focus of attention of the whole of Italy, but now there will be Julian, whom no one expected, and the two brothers will be separated at once. The degree of attention is definitely going to be teased severely to determine the status of the big boss.

Balotelli took off his jersey happily, tanned his muscles, and then took out a red women's low-cut skirt: "Let's have a competition, the loser will wear this skirt and perform a show for the whole team." programme!"

Xiaojiju:? ? ?

Awesome big brother!

He stopped his brother who wanted to say something, and looked down at these people: "Compared to what?"

There is no one taller than him here, Xiaoji lives in the locker room enough to look down on everyone.

There were a few unfamiliar faces sitting in the locker room. Buffon was not there. Pirlo and several other teammates met Julian face to face. They pretended not to see Marchisio's wink, and instead of helping to stop them, they smiled. Give them a round of applause.

Balotelli bulged his muscles again, and proudly said: "When everyone is here, you will wrestle with me."

Julian glanced at his strong black muscles and confident face, and smiled.

The eldest brother eats less meat, and has never been afraid of anyone compared to strength.

He took the skirt and looked at it: "Hey buddy, tell me honestly, did you steal your girlfriend's skirt?"

What size bust can a woman wear in this size?

Can't tell, Balotelli is young and alone, tsk tsk tsk...

Balotelli stared, Cassano stabbed his brother twice: "Which girlfriend are you talking about?"

"Hahahaha!" The people next to him laughed together.

The friendship of the "bad boy" broke down, and Balotelli made a gesture to hit Cassano, who begged for mercy with his head in his arms, and then ran out of the locker room on the pretext that the takeaway arrived.

Pirlo stood up suddenly, and Julian looked at each other.Only then did Julian realize that this man was imposing, and he looked like a walking artist.

However, this seemingly very mature and stable artist said: "I have to explain to Mario (Balotelli) that I bought this skirt and originally bought it as a gift for Gian (Buffon). The result was..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Marchisio's violent coughing.

Xiaojiju suddenly became interested: "What happened?"

Balotelli groaned, trying to show Xiaojiju's cousin a lot of face: "You beat me, we'll tell you later."

Julian turned to look at his cousin, and sure enough, the second handsome Italian team's expression became very unnatural.

Pirlo said meaningfully: "This skirt should find a more suitable owner."

Then he was glared at by his club-mate and national team-mate.

Marchisio's expression was sad and indignant. He really wanted to warn his little cute brother: Our locker room is full of old people who like to tease young people!There is nothing like the airs of the predecessors!

Just thinking about playing football with Rayuni, forgetting that the innocent and cute (?) Yoni might fall into the clutches of this group of people!

Pirlo carefully folded the skirt, handed it to Balotelli, and gave Julian a kind hug.

Of course Julian would not refuse.Such a move by an old player obviously means that he accepts new teammates on behalf of the locker room.

"I heard that you are good at free kicks, kid." A deciduous ball master smiled friendly, and he leaned closer to Julian's face, "Oh, your eyes are so beautiful, they are exactly the same as your brother's."

Julian's brother was taken aback by the side, what the fuck, you really want to do something to my brother!

He quickly changed the topic: "You know about Andre (Pirlo)'s free kick, Yoni. You can ask him for advice."

He did not hesitate to dismantle his teammates: "Actually, when he knew you were coming to Italy, Andre quietly found the video of your free kick..."

Pirlo remained calm, turned around and gave Marchisio a fist.

Marchisio clutched his stomach and fell onto Julian. Little Jiju glanced at him, supported him, and patted his hair.

Tsk, his brother's head is also very good

"Okay. Whoever loses wears it." Julian took up the fight, he was fearless, his elder brother was a man who could afford it, and he didn't think he would lose.

So, all the teammates who were still outside were called back.

It is said that a newcomer must first meet the boss of the team. When Buffon, the Italian goalkeeper who has always lived in the mouth of his teammates, appeared, Julian went up very sensible~

Marchisio introduced them: "Jian, this is my brother, I told you before, Julian Felix! He is not yet 19 years old, he is a goalkeeper at Arsenal, good at playing forwards, defenders I guess he can do the job. Oh...he can dance, and he dances very well!"

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Buffon: "..."

Everyone in the locker room: "..."

After a certain younger brother complained about his cousin, he became normal again, and suddenly changed back to the calm and elegant leader of the Italian male model team.He briefly introduced Buffon to Julian: "Yuni, this is Gianluigi Buffon, the captain of our team."

Buffon:? ? ?

That's the end of it?Why don't you brag a few more words?

When you asked me to help take care of your brother, your attitude was not like this!

In the audience, only Julian didn't notice anything wrong. He was the captain. When he heard the captain coming, his eyes lit up: "Hello, captain, I admire you very much! I grew up watching you play football! You Just call me Julian!"

Buffon, who is only 34 years old: "..."

Who did you watch play football growing up?Can you say that again?I don't know that the teenager Buffon is in front of you?

I don't know that a man who looks like your father can't mention his age!

Xiao Jiju has an innocent face. If anything, you are a little younger than the capitalist, Captain.

Of course only a little bit, not more.

Buffon was stunned, and there was laughter all around.

Have fun, two brothers!They are indeed two brothers!As soon as he came up, he successfully attracted the attention of the goalkeeper captain!

Pirlo kindly made a rescue: "Jian, when you played football, Julian was not born yet. There is no problem with him saying that."

Balotelli got impatient waiting, he showed off his muscles for a while: "You can dance? Oh, I've heard of it, how about it, if you lose, just put on a skirt and dance for everyone."

Marchisio just waited for Buffon, everyone was a teammate, and agreed to take care of Julian: "Jian, captain, do you think this is fair? Look at Mario, and then look at our Yuni, his little boy body..."

Xiaojiju:? ? ?

He refused to accept: "Brother, why am I so small? I just eat less meat recently!"

As long as the big brother eats for a few days, he can make you fat and silly, believe it or not?

Marchisio still looked worried: "Don't force yourself, Yuni."

What is worse than arm wrestling?Why didn't Balotelli talk about scoring a goal?He looks like he weighs 200 pounds!

Julian was very active in making gestures with Balotelli, and the people around him quickly set up tables and stools. It was no big deal for them to watch the excitement.

If they had to pick one, they'd still like Balotelli to win...after all you make Super Mario dance in a dress...they don't want to wash their eyes.

The two of them were getting ready, when Cassano came in carrying several large buckets of fried chicken, and a tempting aroma escaped from the packaging.

Julian who smelled meat: "..."

Brother, take a step to speak?

"Haven't started yet? That's just right," Cassano put down the fried chicken and said to Julian with a generous face, "Brother, if you win, all of this will be yours."

Buffon couldn't bear to look straight at him: "You should eat less of that stuff, Antonio (Cassano)."

Cassano is a foodie, and his reputation as a foodie is well-known throughout Serie A. This old man is also a werewolf. When he played for Real Madrid, he would take a private jet back to Rome every week in order to eat delicious food.

Buffon said this for the sake of his old friend Totti. Totti was very kind to Cassano, and the other party took care of this lack of heart as his younger brother.

Don't know how this guy brought the fried chicken here, it hasn't been seen by Prandelli's coaching staff yet.

Julian forcibly suppressed his desire to grab meat to eat, no, he is a mature jerk, even if no one is watching, he still has to take care of himself!

Even if he wins, he can only eat two bites!

Julian said righteously: "I won, just eat one. You can eat the rest."

After eating, go for a couple of laps and you're done.

The way he clearly wanted to eat but refused made Buffon look at him with admiration. He is talented and self-disciplined. This kid has a bright future.

There is no harm without comparison, but Cassano, who is careless, seems to have not noticed the subtle change in Buffon's attitude. He indicated that the two can start and leave him alone.

As the captain, Buffon will be the referee for them.

Julian and Balotelli held hands and placed them on the table, and Balotelli showed his evil smile again.

Julian: "..." What is this old man thinking about every day?

Buffon didn't start calling, the two people had already used their strength, and neither of them gave way to the other.

After he gave the "start" command, the locker room fell into howls of ghosts and wolves.

Julian was almost deafened by the booing, only Balotelli's veined face remained in his mind.

Marchisio looked dignified next to him, and Buffon patted him: "It's just a wrist break. If you win, you don't have any chicken legs to eat. If you lose, you just wear a skirt and dance. Uncle Bo smiled—"