[Football] The strongest man is already in the lineup

The moment the referee blew the whistle to end the game, Dong Qiudi's knees almost gave way, and he knelt straight on the turf.His golden hair was wet in strands on his forehead, and there was an abnormal blush on his face. He was panting heavily, as if he had just been fished out of a swimming pool.

He played half-court football with high tension, paying attention, guarding against, and defending all the time. He felt that his nerves were about to be stretched out.So much so that he collapsed to the ground as soon as the game was over.

Even though it was just an ordinary warm-up match, he felt more tired than playing in the Champions League.

Did not win.

In the final result, Real Madrid still defeated them 3:1. Perhaps for him, the most acceptable thing is that with his own efforts, he did not concede a goal.

The last 10 minutes were played like stormy waves. Real Madrid's crazy offense made them think that the defense line would collapse in the next moment.Being passed by Cristiano many times and then chasing after him many times, forcibly stopping in front of him, or blocking after the opponent's shot-it was something he couldn't even imagine before.

But this game was still lost. This result... should be regarded as a comparison of strength.Real Madrid's card strength is much better than Chelsea's.

"East?" Ozil reached out and pulled him up.The depression in my heart dissipated a little after seeing my friend, and the two exchanged a hug.

Dong Qiudi showed a sincere smile, and hugged him fiercely: "Big eyes."

Ozil seemed to be muttering something, Dong Qiudi laughed to himself, whispered it and thought he couldn't hear it? "How many times have I told you not to call me big-eyed."

Then he rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Nemo!"

Ozil looked at him helplessly.

Dong Qiudi began to pull Ozil's jersey without hesitation.The little daughter-in-law was frightened: "Esther, what are you doing!"

"Your jersey..." Dong Qiudi said confidently, "I don't have a Real Madrid jersey for this season yet!"

Ozil had a headache: "...why haven't you got rid of your problems... well, I'll give it to you right away!"

The German midfielder began to take off the jersey he was wearing. Dong Qiudi glanced at it and whistled maliciously: "Hey, Nemo, have you grown your abs?"

"Of course!" Ozil puffed out his chest proudly after hearing this, and didn't even care about the action of picking up his jersey.Half of the white jersey was stripped across the chest: "According to the coach's suggestion, I have already developed eight-pack abs!"

Dong Qiudi poked him hard.

Ozil said angrily: "What are you doing, East!"

"I think I must tell you a fact, Big Eye." Dong Qiudi said solemnly, "You can see for yourself that you only have six-pack abs...you tell me you have eight, Hahahaha, you must have skipped math class when you were young!"

The big-eyed boy who wanted to show off his abs all day and forgot how many abs he had turned into anger: "...shut up!"

Be shy, be shy!Dong Qiudi bluntly said that the younger he was, the happier he was, and his whole body was hung on Ozil, overjoyed: "Big Eye, I suddenly remembered that the Windsor Wax Museum has your bacon strips~"

Ozil felt stiff, it was obviously a wax figure!wax figure!Why did it turn into strips of bacon in Easter's mouth!Sure enough, his character has not changed, Ozil can't wait to put his jersey in his mouth.

Suddenly, Dong Qiudi noticed that Ozil's eyes seemed to be fixed somewhere, he followed and saw Mourinho by accident.

"Sir..." Ozil made an unconscious sound.

Unexpected, but within reason.

Originally, he had already coached this group of players for three full years.

Mourinho didn't know when he came to the stadium from the coach's bench, and greeted the Real Madrid players there one by one. He hugged Alonso, Abeloa, and patted Benzema on the head... ...

Dong Qiudi felt a little emotional in his heart, and pulled Ozil who was stunned on the spot: "Dayan, why don't you go over?"

Ozil took a step forward, then stopped again.The eyes are a little complicated: "No, forget it."

Dong Qiudi frowned slowly: "I have never asked, what is the current attitude towards coaches in Real Madrid? Pepe and the others...is it true?"

Ozil hadn't spoken yet, and the two only saw Mourinho and Di Maria exchanging a hug.Not far away, Cristiano Ronaldo and Essien are together, and the Portuguese winger briefly chats with "Ghanaian buffalo" Essien before striding away.

——He didn't even say a word to his former coach, just turned around mercilessly.

Ozil froze in place until there was a strong force on his arm, and it was Dong Qiudi who grabbed him: "Is there something wrong with Cristiano and Mr.? How could this happen!"

Ozil hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head irritably: "...I don't know." Looking at Dong Qiudi, he still wanted to ask him, and said: "Esther, don't ask me, I don't know. I know why it became like this... It was fine before, and it was fine last season..."

Last season - that was the season when Real Madrid won [-]% of the championship. Although the European war failed, the league was a record.That was also the best season of Mourinho's three years at Real Madrid.

Have they had conflicts since then?Dong Qiudi looked at his friend with a painful expression, and finally swallowed these words.

If this is the case, then what happened to the short eye contact just now?If water and fire are really incompatible——Dong Qiudi thought he was wrong, but his eyes did capture this scene. The moment Cristiano Ronaldo turned his head and left the field, Mourinho also Just looking up from Di Maria's side, the eyes of the two met for a moment.

But it was only for a short moment, so fast that he thought it was just an illusion.

The mess of Real Madrid last season, the relationship between Uncle Piao and the old players... Dong Qiudi was thinking wildly, but he quickly put aside these distracting thoughts, because Mourinho is going in the direction of both of them come over.

The madman came striding, Dong Qiudi watched him get closer step by step, as the madman's steps became more and more stiff... Uncle Bird, what are you trying to do here?Why did you come here? I haven't seen your emotions so released after a game before? !

But there was a slight smile on Mourinho's face, his shallow dimples were raised, and he was firmly moving in this direction.

The blond fluffy head is ready to meet the madman, and his arms have even been slightly raised, ready to be stretched out at any time - then, watching Mourinho pass by, hugged the little daughter-in-law beside him Son.

What the hell!

Is there such a deceitful feeling!

"Mesut!"

Mesut peat!

Dong Qiudi stood aside, lasagna bursting into tears, silently watching the two people stage a play that the masses love to see, such as the reunion of master and apprentice.

Too, so bullying!

Dong Qiudi's face is filled with bullshit, while the small universe is burning with fire - one day, he will also perform such a drama with his husband!

Wait - sir don't take that jersey off!Dayan said yes to me!

......

Dong Qiudi, who unfortunately lost a jersey, shook the newspaper and sat on the chair to read it.

Then he realized that he still read newspapers even though he knew it was self-torture, how stupid!through!up!

The newspaper greatly praised the top and bottom players of Real Madrid, from the club president to the players, they are all lively, beautiful and lovely!Because they completed their revenge on Mourinho!In the end, they won the Guinness International Champions Cup. The Blues lost and became the runner-up!

"What IQ!" Ruiz said angrily, "Don't we care about this No.2?"

"Talking to reporters about IQ is a behavior without IQ. It can only show your low IQ. So don't use your IQ to challenge their IQ, otherwise you will doubt your own IQ." Dong Qiudi used a A pile of "IQ" dazzled Ruiz, then looked down.

This bunch of news that Real Madrid succeeded in revenge and Mourinho failed in revenge perfectly explained what is meant by "the whole body is invulnerable".Isn't it just a business game?Who has so much mood to take revenge, don't you know what victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs!

Mourinho and Cristiano Ronaldo's estrangement has been widely written about.

The scene where the two Portuguese did not communicate was faithfully recorded by the camera, and the scene where Cristiano left without saying a word was frozen countless times—becoming the best evidence of the feud between the two.

Mourinho has communicated with many former Real Madrid players, but no one can deny the scene with the Portuguese winger.It was used to make the best comparison with others-you must know that he hugged the German midfielder Ozil in the end and took away Ozil's jersey!The master and apprentice embraced each other, and the players behind them smiled foolishly—that was the warmest scene in the sideshow of the game, which was in contrast to Cristiano's cold face.

Dong Qiudi couldn't help recalling the look in the eyes they exchanged, just for a split second.Is this really the case?

Ozil said it wasn't what he imagined, but he didn't want to say more.

Casillas generously blessed Mourinho, saying that he did not hate him and hoped that he could have a better life at Chelsea.

Other players in Real Madrid also sent their blessings - that was actually a long time ago.As early as the beginning of the summer transfer, many people have already said.

So, what's going on?

This doubt has been lingering in his heart, Dong Qiudi did not find a better opportunity to ask.Ozil made it clear that he didn't want to talk about it, so he went to ask Uncle Psy. Dong Qiudi felt that he would be beaten out.

Besides, the preparations for the game are tense now, Faria didn't know what he thought of, and began to add training content to him, and put a lot of effort into his passing.

The author has something to say: I took the Putonghua test today

It seems that the temperature has dropped too fast these days, I haven't worn enough clothes, and I have a little cold symptoms

My throat hurts all the time, it's so dry_(:3∠)_

So sad

ps. It took a long time to hold back, if there is a bug, I will change it tomorrow

The abdominal muscles of the small snapper =. =