endless pampering

Zhu Xu stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom with some difficulty. At this time, a handsome guy who was definitely far beyond the basic level appeared in front of him. After watching for a long time, he couldn't help expressing emotion. He really deserved to be the man who boasted that he was the most handsome man in Real Madrid: "...so It’s a pity not to make movies! This guy looks like, uh, most Hollywood actors would hide their faces and walk away when they see him... monster, really monster!”

While talking about how handsome he is, he walked out, and there was Ozil's coat next to the bed, and he could see that Ozil kept watch last night.He opened the door to find Benzema collapsed on the sofa, asleep.He was a little moved, no matter what, being protected and pampered always made people feel satisfied.Zhu Xu walked over: "Karim! Karim, why are you sleeping here?" Benzema opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Xu blankly: "I actually dream of Zhu Xu in my dreams! What a nightmare!"

Frowning: "What are you dreaming about? Where are Mesut and Baiyu?" Benz immediately looked at Zhu Xu for a long time, and then pinched his own face.He jumped up suddenly: "It's not a dream." He patted Zhu Xu's body, "Are you alright? Is it all right? Baiyu? By the way, your girlfriend came from school, massaged you for half a day, and then used needles to stab you. Stuck like a porcupine...Finally, I told me that Chu Jiang was also injured, and she was going to help with treatment, so she left." Then thinking of Ozil, she hurriedly called: "Mesut, Zhu Xu Get up, it’s okay, come back quickly. What? The doctor picked him up? Just leave him and come back by yourself.”

Although he knew that Benzema was naturally dumbfounded, but he didn't expect him to be so nerveless, Zhu Xu was speechless.The white jade in their mouth is the childhood sweetheart Zhu Xu and Chu Jiang grew up with. Of course, this is just a nursing replica for their physical recuperation. On the surface, it looks like a traditional Chinese woman, with a gentle and virtuous temperament, like oriental classical ceramics. With a delicate face, in order to heal Zhu Xu and Chu Jiang's injuries within a reasonable time, she also has traditional medical skills.Otherwise, if you break a bone today, it will be fine tomorrow... This is not scientific at all, okay?It would be easier to explain it if there is a genius doctor. Anyway, no matter in China or abroad, Chinese medicine is a kind of magical technology.

What's more, he doesn't want to waste his precious ten years for so-called love. It's better to have a girlfriend as a cover than to be called gay. Being yelled by the media is the same, Guti is a lesson from the past.

Benzema looked at Zhu Xu: "It's fine if your girlfriend just tosses you like this in the middle of the night. Is it because the legendary Chinese medicine is too amazing, or are you a monster?" Zhu Xu pouted; "You just like to talk nonsense... Benzema suddenly gave him a hug, his voice choked with sobs: "It's great, you know, yesterday the doctor said that you have to rest for a month, and your muscles and meridians are damaged, which may leave sequelae, you May never play football again."

Zhu Xu patted Benzema's back with his backhand, and teased him consolingly; "Which quack doctor? It can't be our team doctor, haha. When I was studying, I heard about Real Madrid's team doctor, who is very famous." Benzema calmed down : "Is there really no problem?"

Going out with Benzema, he stretched his waist and said lazily: "My whole body is still a little sore, but I should be fine after a few days of rest."

"Zhu Xu!" Zhu Xu turned his head, Ozil and an old Asian man appeared at the door.Zhu Xu smirked, Ozil rushed to him like a gust of wind.Just as Zhu Xu was about to hug his friend, he was punched in the chest.Ozil shouted angrily: "Why did you go crazy yesterday? Did you know that you were almost finished, you madman." Zhu Xu hugged Ozil: "Daughter-in-law, I'm so touched! . "

"Go away!" Ozil was still full of air. "Uh, I'm shy, I can understand, I can understand—" While playing around, they headed to the club.

On the surface, Zhu Xu was laughing and playing carelessly, but who knew that this 17-year-old Zhengtai was an old man in his thirties?He loves football, from a fan who just watched to a football player, no one knows how much he has paid.He can die for his dream. For more than 20 years, if he wants to be a professional player with poor talent, he can only choose a position that others don't want to do or like. The coquettish positions of striker and midfielder have nothing to do with him. Dirty work is his job.

He doesn't care about the dirty work, what he cares about is if he keeps working hard?Can he bring some hope to Chinese fans one day?However, until the day he retired, he still had no chance to play for his country—he could only watch silently at home, watching the desperate faces of all the Chinese fans in the World Cup qualifiers on TV. He shouted all kinds of insults at the national football team, raised his hands high, raised his middle finger, and threw the garbage directly into the bus... What could he do at that time?

He could only hold his hands tightly until the blood was dripping...

At the Real Madrid Club, Zhu Xu, who is in charge of the clone, has gone back and forth countless times, and Zhu Xu who traveled through today——he is the first time to enter this great club!It took all of his self-control to control his excitement until he saw the superstars kicking the ball back and forth for training on the green field. They first stared at him blankly, and then rushed over with excitement on their faces.

Stepping on the green turf, the familiar touch made him feel as if he had passed away. Zhu Xu spread his hands tremblingly. I, finally, came to the place where my dream came true!