ball magic

On the first day after winning the championship, Juan relied on his strong willpower to get out of bed at 7 o'clock in the morning.

He scratched his hair that had turned into a bird's nest, with a sleepy look on his face.

This is normal, after all he only slept for four hours, maybe less.

He was the only one in the room, and his roommate, Rafael, had asked for leave last night, but Juan thought, he should see Rafa when they assembled.

After waking up a little, Juan grabbed his cell phone. He wanted to know if his parents had gone to the airport, so he saw Anderson's text message.

Thank you for everything you did last night and have a great holiday!

What did I say last night?

Juan thought for a while, he seemed to have only accepted an interview with Spain's Sixth TV Station yesterday.

As the only Spaniard who won the game, he received the treatment he deserved, and the topic was all about him personally, and he didn't mention Rafa.

But after a few seconds, Juan suddenly jumped up from the bed.

He remembered!

When he was dragged to the hotel to drink yesterday, some media sneaked into the nightclub and seemed to ask him something...

But he was so drunk at the time that he completely forgot what he answered!

There was no computer in the room, which made Juan wash up as fast as he could, run to the hotel lobby, and then rummaged through the newspaper racks.

Even though it was in the territory of the French, he glanced over and saw all the pictures of Raphael kissing Aimar.

Because he had seen the scene and was mentally prepared at that time, Juan still calmly flipped through the newspapers.

Although he can't read French, he can understand his own name, which is not difficult for him.

As a result, he got nothing, and the focus of the French was all on Rafael and Aimar.

Juan could only go back to the room and called his agent Mendes. He wanted to know if he really didn't do anything stupid.

It was obviously too early for him to call, but his agent still congratulated him on his success and praised his performance in a sleepy but enthusiastic voice...

If it hadn't been for four years of cooperation, Juan would have questioned the professionalism of the agent just by looking at the rainbow fart oncoming.

Juan quickly got to the point, and Mendes answered him immediately.

"Last night, a reporter asked you why Rafael, as the captain, did not participate in the party, where is he now, and then you lost your temper, saying that besides Rafael, there are teammates and family members together, why do you always use a magnifying glass Aim at Rafa."

Speaking of this, Mendes couldn't help but teased the client: "It's the first time I found out that you can lose your temper."

Juan: "..."

Why am I losing my temper?

I was also a small ball bully when I was in the Deportivo team, okay?

After confirming that he had said the right thing, Juan packed his luggage. After everything was packed, he came to the restaurant.

When he got to the restaurant, he was shocked!

Isn't that Rafa!

He looked the same as usual, but just because he was as energetic as ever, Juan could see that he must have had a good night's sleep.

Raphael obviously saw him, waved at him casually, and continued to eat breakfast.

Juan chose a few breakfasts at random, waited for a cup of coffee, and sat down opposite him: "You and Pabrido stayed here last night?"

"Otherwise?" Raphael asked, where would they live if they didn't live here?

It's also stupid to get up and run between hotels in the early morning.

Juan smiled and tried to change the subject: "How are your feet?"

He obviously asked the wrong question.

Because the cool guy across from him complained to him very rarely: "I don't think there is a big problem, but Pubrido doesn't think so. He checked for a long time."

According to normal social logic, Juan knew that he should ask, but the question in his mind seemed not suitable for asking.

When did Pubrido examine you?

Yes, as an ordinary person, Juan also has a heart of gossip, and occasionally he is curious about the details of their relationship, although he can't tell anyone.

So Juan just advised him: "We still need to check again after today's event is over, so that we can rest assured that we can go on vacation. Does Pabrido want to go to the United States first?"

Raphael nodded: "I have arranged a flight for everyone at noon."

After all, the arrangement was too early, and someone couldn't get up.

He immediately asked Juan: "Are you sure old Juan and the others are not going to America?"

Juan shook his head helplessly. This was the second time Raphael asked his family if they wanted to go to the United States for vacation together.

"You know, he's a hard worker. For him April is octopus season, May is bluefin tuna, and after that it makes no difference, and when it comes to spider and golden crab season, he even forgets about Christmas The festival is coming..."

This is his father, who grew up in the harbor, fished for a living, and took pride in his hard work.

"What about you?" Raphael asked.

So far, Juan has not told how his vacation will be spent.

Juan scratched his hair and said a little shyly: "Mom said she would introduce a girl to me. Jorge Mendes hasn't negotiated a contract with the club yet. It's too troublesome to fly around. I just thought about it." Go fishing with dad and brother."

This was an answer that Raphael never thought of.

You must know that Juan's appearance is not low, whether it is in Deportivo or in Milan, fans like him very much.

So Raphael never thought that this guy would actually go on a blind date obediently, but this is Juan, a guy who would accompany his father to fish during rare vacations.

"Let me know any good news," Rafael said, "We will prepare an extra gift."

Then he saw that Juan was about to bury his head in the plate.

They chatted for a while before seeing Mourinho appearing with other staff, followed by the old Robson and Moratti who were talking.

After Raphael greeted them, their expressions were very pleasantly surprised, but they just greeted him from the air, and didn't come to disturb him.

Juan saw that the old Robson was not sitting with the coaching staff, but was sitting face to face with Moratti, so he whispered to Raphael: "I heard Bobby say to Massimo before, the best thing to do this summer The important thing is to keep Ronnie, this is a blockbuster transfer worth $6000 million."

Raphael said clearly: "Indeed, this is the most important thing. If Ronnie leaves, Massimo must write a check for at least 6000 million US dollars to buy a striker."

After that, the mighty army of players came.

They looked shocked when they saw him and Juan, and there was the weird looking Vieri, the guy was looking at him with sympathy.

Raphael ignored these guys.

He figured these guys must be the same as Juan, thinking he left the hotel last night.

"No," the silicon-based man suddenly appeared and told him, "Vieri thought you were kicked out of the room by Aimar, so you had to go back to the hotel to make do with Juan."

Raphael: "..."

In this idiot's heart, he actually has the image that he can't even get a sofa?

Silicon people apparently still "love" bobo.

So he didn't tell Raphael, bobo had made up more.

Although these idiots are stupid, Rafael still left the hotel with them, preparing to board a special plane with everyone and fly to Milan.

As a result, many media were waiting outside, shouting frantically

“Raphael, were you with Aimar last night?”

"Rafa, why didn't you attend the team party?"

Raphael, who was followed by the camera, and Heichao Yidai, loved by no one.

Vieri, who was going to help out, felt that the style of painting was too cool, so he stared at Raphael's sunglasses a few more times, and decided to get the same style.

From the moment of landing, the celebration has already begun.

Everyone left the most glorious moment to Moratti.

When the chairman got off the plane with the trophy in his hand, the representatives of the fans burst into cheers.

Then there was old Robson.

The head coach from England has surpassed the Argentine to become the most successful coach in the history of Inter Milan.

Afterwards, Rafael had exclusive cheers, and his cheers were a bit special

"Rafa! Contract renewal! Contract renewal!"

Yes, the fans just want him to sign the contract.

At this time, how could Raphael refuse?

Fans erupted in wild cheers as Raphael recommitted to renewing his contract this afternoon.

They left the airport in an open-top bus. Fans lined the road to greet them. There was blue-black smoke everywhere. What filled the players' eardrums was still the proud shout

"Above the sky, there is only Inter Milan!"

On this day, the entire city of Milan belongs only to blue and black.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Raphael came to the Palazzo Durini on Durini Avenue, accompanied by Moratti.

And Moratti brought him to the honor room just like the day he joined the team.

But in 3 years, there have been 3 more league trophies, 2 Big Ear Cups, 2 Italian Cups, Club World Cups and Intercontinental Cups.

Moratti looked at them cherished, and then looked at Raphael: "I still remember the day you joined the team, I took you here for a long time. At that time, I just wanted you to fall in love with this team." The team, but I didn't expect you to bring so much to the team."

Moratti felt that these words were not beautiful at all, but this is what he wanted to say to Raphael.

He thanked the youngsters in front of him, especially because he wanted to stay, which was as important to the fans as these trophies.

"I'm also honored to be part of this great team and honored to have won this with all of you."

Raphael looked at the room full of trophies: "Each of them is so radiant, and each of them condenses beautiful memories. Maybe decades later, when I come here again, they are still shining brightly, and they will also make people feel happy." I think about the good times."

May 2000, 5, 25 pm, Palazzo Durini.

Raphael wore the suit designed by Hedi just like 3 years ago, and signed his name with the pen that signed the first contract 3 years ago, under the witness of more than 300 media.

In the next 4 years, his future is still in Milan.

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