[football] this god

Cristiano has been ridiculed and snubbed for a few days -- ridiculed by his teammates, snubbed by the Jazz.

Oh, by the way, the Jazz also directly blocked the media that said he and Messi were soul mates-Cristiano dared not complain for them, after all, he is now the "culprit of allergies".

"So? How are you going to solve your current...problem?" Leo asked the other party after reading Cristiano's accusing text message that made him flip the page until his fingers hurt a few nights later.

"Do a little more than you in the next game." Cristiano replied confidently.

Leo rolled his eyes. "Very enlightening, impressive."—he sarcastically.

Cristiano ignored him, and Cristiano turned off his cell phone confidently, rolled into bed, and slept under the quilt.

Leo didn't expect the other party to reply, after all, it was already 10:30 in Spain, and he should go to bed.

Cristiano got up early the next day and arrived at training early - after all, he said he had more to do in games, so he had to prepare every day.

However, Manchester United's next games went smoothly. Although Cristiano also scored goals and assists, considering the big mistakes he made before, the Jazz chose to turn a blind eye.

The whole Manchester United team sings praises to Mr. Messi who caused this situation.

"But in general," Mendes said when he was having dinner with Jazz to dissuade Jazz from continuing his hostility, "you can't blame Cristiano, really, Sir, although he deserves a beating, it's also worth it. It's not his fault—he didn't know that Mr. Macy would do that kind of thing! It's not Cristiano's fault, is it his fault for being stupid?"

Sir cut his share of steak, snorting very loudly.

Mendes looked at Jazz, Jazz thought for a moment, then raised his head and replied, "Maradona, do you know him? Oh, of course you know—but there is one thing you definitely don't know."

Mendes felt that it was definitely not a good thing, but out of social customs, he asked politely, "What's the matter—although I don't really want to know."

Jazz's selective deafness deliberately left out the second half of the sentence, assuming that Mendes wanted to know this, "Maradona was very friendly-although he is not good at "friendly"-called me, Binbin Politely asked me if Cristiano had a girlfriend and offered to introduce his daughter to Cristiano "as a casual friend" - which I thought was a good idea. "

Mendez thought the idea sucked.

"I can fully understand why an unreliable person like Mr. Maradona can come up with this kind of... er, a feudal patriarchal idea that can only be thought of by an old antique in the last century-I guess he didn't ask for it. With his daughter's approval—but what I don't understand is why you think that's a good idea, after all, it's a really bad idea," Mendes said earnestly.

What's more, his daughter's gender is wrong... Mendes swallowed the words silently after looking at Sir's face.

The truth doesn't always sit well, and Mendes knows that.

Jazz looked at Mendez, "Don't tell me you didn't think about breaking them up - it's not a small thing, dating an unpleasant girl is "unpleasant" at best, but dating him is "unpleasant" "Dangerous". "

Of course Mendes knew this, but he never expected to stop Cristiano, "Do you think anyone can stop him?"

Jazz pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I know Cristiano before all of you," Mendes said slowly. "I think I know him better than all of you, sir. I tried to take him away when he was 16 years old." Portugal - he was already quite famous at that time, and I was confident that he would persuade any European giant to buy him for an amazing high price. But he refused, Sir, he was only 16 years old, and most boys at that age are still young. Hiding in his bedroom and locking the door to watch some obscene videos, trying to get a fake ID or something to buy himself a glass of beer, but he actually rejected a future that seemed extremely dazzling-he has been with him since then Great idea."

"It was clear to me from that moment that you have to be very careful with Cristiano, very careful to plan for him, otherwise you can easily get out of his world - Cristiano has that instinct. , He knows what is good and what is not necessarily good for him, that is also a talent. Some people like to do things carefully, some people do things based on intuition, he is the latter, but he has this talent."

— "England or Spain, dear, which do you prefer?"

Mendes asked the "real boy" Cristiano.

"Portugal," Cristiano said, playing with a small model of the Stadium of Light that a friend had given him.

"Sorry, honey, what?" Mendez thought there was something wrong with his ears, prematurely failing.

"Portugal, Jorge, you heard me right—neither Spain nor England." Cristiano fiddled with the seats in the model of the Stadium of Light, and smiled as if he thought it was quite interesting, "Although I don't know you Why do you think these two countries are good, but thank you, I know you are doing it for my own good."

At that time, Mendes was not particularly happy because of this sentence, "The British league is the most profitable in the world, and it is probably the most popular. If you go to the UK, you will soon be famous in Europe. And the Spanish league The football tradition is also good, and the environment in Spain and Portugal is similar in all aspects. Cristiano, if you refuse because you are worried that you will not be able to adapt, then you can rest assured that I can operate you in Spain. Cristiano, no matter Either option is better than Portugal."

Cristiano looked at Mendes, wanted to frown but seemed worried that it would be too impolite-although he was young, he left home to play football alone for a living at the age of eleven or twelve, and Cristiano has accumulated socially. Have a certain amount of experience.

Not too rich, but more reliable.

Mendes immediately realized that he had said something wrong, "I'm not saying that Portugal is bad, but I think that for you, England and Spain can help you more."

Cristiano scratched his head. "Thanks, Jorge, but I think Portugal suits me right now. I don't want to play overseas - maybe one day, but I don't think it's now."

"Why?" Mendez asked.

"Well, frankly, I don't know why, I just feel like I don't have to think about it now. I'm fine in Lisbon, Jorge, I've been there for years, I'm really fine."

Mendes was dying of anxiety, thinking that Cristiano didn't know what he was missing - but he could only watch the kid insist on what he didn't need, even if he thought he was reasonable. There is no way to sign a contract for Cristiano.

Fortunately, in the end, Cristiano didn't miss anything.

Afterwards, Cristiano explained his decision in this way, "I was very aware that I would definitely leave the Portuguese league one day as you said, but I was also aware that I should wait-that Ideas take shape little by little, and at the very beginning... I just thought I wasn't that strong yet."

"What?" Mendes had never heard Cristiano say he didn't think he was strong enough.

"Admitting one's weakness is also a kind of sublimation-don't look at me like that, Jazz told me, if you think it's wrong, I'll let Jazz block you." Cristiano spread his hands, "Anyway Come on, anyway, I have to admit this, I didn’t think I was strong enough to handle all the challenges at the time—even though I didn’t say this at the time, I realized it subconsciously. What are you looking at me for? You at this time Don't you applaud or something?"

Mr. Mendez clapped his hands falsely.

——"I just don't understand." Jazz sighed, explaining why he still couldn't accept Mr. Macy in this way, "I just hope he can find a good girl who is kind, gentle, smart and decent enough to love him enough to give birth to some well-behaved girls." A smart boy, he lived a stable and peaceful life after retiring from the military, and finally lived to be a hundred years old, and died with everyone's love and praise."

With loved ones around, a decent and prosperous life, and children as the hope and sustenance for the future, although there will be difficulties and unpleasantness, happiness is the main theme of life after all-this is the most beautiful thing for most people in the world. the design of.Jazz is also an ordinary person in this respect, and has only the most "cheesy" wishes.

Mendes was silent for a while, and then he said for a long time: "Sir, we all think so, we all have such expectations for the child, but he has already made up his mind. Sir, there are many kind, gentle, intelligent and decent good people in this world. Girls, there may be one or two of them enough to love him, but what can be done? He just likes the most unseemly one."

Jazz shook his head, "He's very thoughtful, Jorge, maybe a kid like him should have a different definition of "good life" than we do. "

"Maybe." Mendez nodded.