endless pampering

Looking at the door that was gently closed, Chu Jiang's eyes bent habitually, and he let go of Zhu Xu, "Are you all right?"

Zhu Xu, who was forcibly taken back to his ward by Cristiano, smiled bitterly. He was indeed sad, but he was not as hopeless as his teammates thought, because he knew that the clone of Dream Shopkeeper was a puppet without a soul.No matter how real the usual behavior is, it is just a program, and the behavior to protect him is purely their instinct——

"What can happen... I am still the prince of the Bernabéu who is loved by thousands, my friends, teachers and relatives are in the hospital, and countless fans are praying for me outside the hospital... Even the one who is absolutely unwilling to meet Florentino Redondo is here, so why am I dissatisfied?"

Zhu Xu's self-mockery made Chu Jiang snort, "Anyway, with your physical attributes, even if you want to be sad, you won't be sad for long." He pulled the chair and sat down, "Just now, when I hugged you, a few people didn't react right. "Chu Jiang thought for a moment, the corner of his mouth twitched, and suddenly he slapped Zhu Xu on the head, "Did you choose the wrong parallel world?" , asked sullenly, "Why do you say such things all of a sudden?"

"Van Persie is in love with me." Zhu Xu coughed violently and almost choked to death on his saliva.Chu Jiang raped him like, "Why are you so excited, your side is better than mine, let's not talk about those who are still confused, doesn't Chris fall in love with you too!" Chu Jiang The words made Zhu Xu, who had not recovered his breath, fall into a violent cough again. "Chu Jiang!"

Chu Jiang's expression remained unchanged, "That's why I asked you if you wore it in the wrong place. If it's my door god world, Van Persie can at most be considered a good friend of mine, and shouldn't be emotional with me like now—" Chasing feet is not a competitive novel at all, but a fan world of a certain green website!

Thinking of this, Chu Jiang rubbed his temples with some headaches, "Why do you say Master Luo..." Zhu Xu's tongue was tied, he was really frightened!Chu Jiang narrowed his eyes and said impatiently, "During the game, you were knocked unconscious by the system. I just asked you about your situation in the player tunnel. Then, he sleepwalked all kinds of things on the court. , that virtue is the same as that of a dead wife—and what you said inadvertently just now meant that you didn’t want to accept feelings in the future, his face turned pale at that time! I’m not blind, so I can’t tell ?”

Zhu Xu was stunned for a while, then smiled wryly, "How could he be in the wrong place... However, parallel time and space is also the real world. When we are in the story of the butterfly and history, it will probably automatically correct and adjust..." Zhu Xu didn't know what to say for a while. What's so good, Chu Jiang shook his head, "Forget it, friendship and love are difficult to define, especially for us professional players, we spend more time together than our wives, so it's normal to be confused." What, Chu Jiang also smiled wryly, "Teammates who cooperate tacitly on the football field are easy to become close friends. This kind of passionate sports, when you are excited, you will have a good impression of your teammates, which is not uncommon in the history of football."

"Then, are you going to accept him?" Zhu Xu looked at Chu Jiang eagerly, hoping that his sensible and thoughtful partner could guide him in the direction, but Chu Jiang showed a sneer-like expression, "If he loves me, I must respond." Is it? There are so many fans who love me all over the world, is it possible that I have to accept it?” Zhu Xu’s eyes widened, “He is your good friend!” Chu Jiang said impatiently; “So I won’t reject him You let me hang myself on a tree for ten years? I won’t do it!”

Chu Jiang... you're a scum...

Chu Jiang's aggressive remarks made Zhu Xu blush, and Zhu Xu, who showed everything on his face, also made Chu Jiang feel black, "Scumbag! What about your Master Luo?" "Uh..." Zhu Xu thought about it For a long time, he found sadly that he couldn't find a better way to deal with it.Immediately, his own perseverance directly caused Zhu Xu to break the pot; forget it, there is no need to be depressed... Even a non-human existence like Dong Ge is a mess when it comes to solving the matter of admiring his teammates, let alone He was such a little person that no one loved in his previous life. . .

"As long as he doesn't say anything, I'll pretend to be stupid..." Zhu Xu murmured, Chu Jiang despised this useless guy, "You're not much better than me." Anyway, he would respond, but Zhu Xu only knew how to be an ostrich——

Coughing, Zhu Xu didn't want to continue this topic, "The season is over this month, and I don't have a national team mission. I'll go to you when the London Olympics arrives." Chu Jiang sneered, "Are you sure?" Zhu Xu didn't know, so, " Aren't you afraid of being seen by the professor? The professor does everything he can to please people, because his old man's obsession with talented young players is almost becoming pathological." Zhu Xu rolled his eyes, "You don't want me to go over and say it directly. "Chu Jiang smiled, and leaned on the chair with folded arms, "Actually, I'm glad that the Olympic team was eliminated by the qualifiers when we became famous."

"Otherwise, those pigs will definitely recruit us. Everyone knows that Olympic football games are used by various countries to train young people. Let me bully a group of children. I really can't afford to lose that person!"

"...Children, we may not necessarily win." Zhu Xu murmured.

"To shut up!"

You bastard...

The author has something to say:

This is an update of ML's pro-long comment. I originally wanted to write it during the day, but the unit happened to have a meeting today, and I finally finished writing it after midnight~~ Don't feel too little~~

The next update is still three days later~~

PS; the prince drew eight-pack abs on his stomach with colored pens after seeing Luo Ye’s underwear advertisement a few days ago. . .

When I saw it, I was speechless at the time, "...don't you think you draw too much?" "Do you have a lot?" The prince looked innocent. . .