[football] this god

It is not only the Manchester Jazz who are particularly concerned about Cristiano's training, but even someone far away in Spain.

——"Raul, what are you looking at?"

When Cassie came to the massage room from the bathroom after training, he found Raul—their captain, watching some video on the computer brought to the training ground—this is very unusual, after all Under normal circumstances, no player would carry his computer to the locker room to "learn".

After all, you must know that laptops at this time are far from being as light as ten years later.

Cassie's voice may have been a little louder, and a few people who were chatting in the ice pool seemed to have crawled out of the pool, wrapped in towels, and came over to probe their brains—Cassy didn't expect that he would cause such a small mess, he His face was a little red, looking at Raul, expecting Raul to do something.Raul looked at him, then turned to look at his teammates standing outside the massage room observing the situation, "It's nothing, I'm watching the training video."

A few people from the ice pool glanced at each other, shrugged, and left without saying anything—no one likes to meddle in their own business, especially Raul's.And Cassie seemed even more embarrassed by this—he apologized to Lauer, "Sorry, I seemed to cause a little confusion just now."

Raul didn't care about that.

"It's nothing," Raul even turned his computer screen to Cassie, "it's Ronaldo—the training video of Manchester United's Ronaldo. I asked someone who works in the UK to find the training video of Manchester United today. We agreed Yes, he will send it to me as soon as he gets it, so I specially brought the computer."

Casey was a little surprised, "You got his training video?"

Raul didn't seem to feel that he did anything strange, "It's just a fragment, and they, as reporters, can't record it all."

Cassie seemed to have something to say, but after thinking about it, he just said, "There must be some tactical content that is not allowed to be filmed-Manchester United's performance requirements this year are very high."

Then, Cassie walked away in a panic without even having a massage.

— "Hey, Ikar, watch the way!"

As soon as Cassie came out of the massage room, he bumped into Mr. Ramos who was walking towards him. Ramos wondered why Cassie was so out of his mind, but his instinct told him that now is not a good time to ask questions, so He can only say a few unimportant things.

But Ramos never expected that when Cassie came back to his senses, the first thing he did was neither apologize nor walk away, but suddenly pulled Ramos away—— Ramos Unexpectedly, Cassie would do such a weird thing, he was unguarded, and was staggered by Cassie, "Hey! Ikar! What are you doing..."

Before Ramos finished asking, Cassie covered his mouth.

Guti, who was still in the team at this time, witnessed all this while changing clothes. He was a little curious, so after Ramos was dragged away by Cassie, he got into the massage room and muttered to Raul, "You and Yi Did Carl say something? It looks like he's freaking out?" - Guti doesn't really care about Cassie, he just thinks it's a bit unusual and seems worth asking.

Even if he wasn't Raul's friend, he was at least Raul's team mate, so he had a hundred reasons to care about Raul at this time—not to mention, he was still Raul's friend.

Raul turned his computer screen to Guti.

Guti showed a clear expression—he was sitting on the treatment bed next to Raul, and he seemed to be planning to talk about something.

Raul glanced at him, closed the computer helplessly, and put it on the empty space next to Guti, "Well, what are you worried about? Are you worried that I won't get along with Ronaldo? Or are you worried that I want to Can't compete with him for the limelight? Or, are you worried that I will fight him in order to protect No. 7's clothes?"

There was a little smile in Raul's tone, which seemed to reassure Guti.

The masseuse glanced at the two people unobtrusively, and then pretended not to understand anything, then lowered his head again and concentrated on his work.

Guti looked at Raul. He was really worried about whether Raul would have a conflict with the upcoming Manchester United No. 7 in order to defend his No. [-] jersey. There will be a little limit of its own.

What's more, with all due respect to Guti's bluntness, Guti didn't think that Raul was a [specially] good-tempered Virgin.

"Okay, but you seem to really care about Ronaldo of Manchester United?" Guti didn't directly say what he was still worried about-but to be precise, Guti was not worried that Raul wanted to compete with Ronaldo for the limelight and jersey number. He is not worried about them competing for the main position. He is worried that if Raul does this, it may be regarded as some kind of dissatisfaction with the club's decision-making, and he will be directly purged by the club.

If things developed like this, it would be too cruel and unworthy for Raul.

Raul looked at Guti, he obviously saw the real content of the other party's worry, "I just care about our new teammate in the future, I want to know him, isn't it normal?"

It is normal for a player to want to know his new teammates, but if there is any kind of competition between the two, it will inevitably lead to imagination - Guti thought for a while, and expressed his meaning as tactfully as possible , "But bringing a computer to the locker room is indeed a bit..."

It is indeed a bit too Drama... Guti completed this sentence in his heart, but when he actually said it, he changed it to a more pleasant way of saying, "This is too troublesome, you can watch it at home, anyway It won't take long."

"I'm just a little anxious." Raul said this-Guti was taken aback, and to be honest, he didn't expect Raul to say that at all.

"But why?" Guti asked. He really couldn't figure out why there was such a rush—after all, if it were him, he didn't want everyone to know how much he cared about his upcoming new teammates.

"I want to know him," Raúl said. "I want to know what the Real Madrid number 7 is like after me. I want to know if he is suitable."

Guti almost wanted to cover Raul's mouth at that time-this sentence is too terrible, Guti thought so.If this is told to Mr. Chairman by other people, Mr. Calderon, the current Mr. Chairman, may think that Raul is dissatisfied with Ronaldo himself and Real Madrid's decision to introduce Ronaldo. At that time... I am afraid that there is no need to wait for Ronaldo to appear. Raul would be kicked out.

"Hey! Raul! Do you know what I'm going to say?" Guti's expression became a little serious, and he hoped that Raul would explain his words quickly so that this matter would not have any disastrous consequences, "You know such words If you let Mr. Calderon know, what kind of guesses will there be?"

At this time, Guti no longer pursued the art of language, and he spoke out very straightforwardly.

Raul didn't mean to be surprised.

"I know what you're thinking, and I know what anyone who hears that is going to think," Lauer said—no anxiety or unease in his expression, he was just stating himself, "I'm not afraid of them guess - Ronaldo is an amazing player, he may soon get his first world No. Real Madrid people think about whether Ronaldo can really be Real Madrid's number seven."

Great, Guti is more worried and anxious now.

He wanted to yell at Raul to shut up - but for God's sake he didn't dare to actually yell at Raul because Raul didn't look like him when he lost his temper... mercifully .

"Stop saying that, my God..." Guti rubbed his hair in annoyance.

But Raúl ignored his uneasiness, "I am indeed uneasy about my jersey, but it is not entirely because of my personal reasons-of course, when I know that it is difficult for me to keep this number, I admit that I do. Disappointed and sad. But apart from that, I also worry about whether Ronaldo is really a person who can take on Real Madrid's No. 7 - at least, whether he can take on it better than me."

Guti felt suffocated - he couldn't imagine that Raúl had said such words aloud directly in the dressing room, such words that expressed his doubts about the decision-making of the club's top management.

"You...do you really want to say it?" Guti once again wanted to yell and tell Raul to shut up, but, again, he still didn't dare to really do it.

Raul smiled and said nothing.

——He didn't say that he would stop talking, he just shut up.

But Guti didn't feel any better.

"Don't think too much," Guti said after hesitating for a moment—he seemed to have made up his mind. ... Anyway, we still have time."

——"You know, right? In fact, you still have countless questions after you arrive at Real Madrid."

Two days later, Leo learned about this little story about the Real Madrid locker room from Pique, and told it to Cristiano-as for where Pique knew it, Leo didn't ask.

At the end of the story, Leo sums up the situation like this.

"Of course I know," Cristiano said, "but I'm not afraid, I'm even happy to face it - were you afraid when you had to prove yourself to the Puyols?"

Leo thought for a while and smiled, "Then I wish you all the championships that a Premier League team can win except the Champions League, and then come to Madrid."

"Fart, the Champions League is mine too."

Cristiano said so.

The author has something to say: [14-year-old Luo and reborn Luo]

"Wait, wait, don't rush away."

Ronaldo, 30, grabbed the hand of 14-year-old Cristiano - if souls can hold hands of souls.

"Why... It's almost dawn in Lisbon. I have to go back and get used to it. I have to train in the morning. Say something quickly."

14-year-old Cristiano smacked his lips impatiently.

"Messi told you nothing." Ronaldo, 30, blinked at Cristiano.

Cristiano got goosebumps at the fake wink, "Tell me what? He just told me why he was with you."

"Yes, yes, this is it! He said why!"

Ronaldo asked hurriedly.

"Secret, why should I tell you?"

Cristiano said triumphantly.

Ronaldo rolled his eyes.

"If you tell me, I can also answer your question."

Cristiano considered for a while and agreed.

"But I want to save that question for when I need it."

Ronaldo quickly agreed.

"So, why did he say?"

——In the beginning, I wanted to take it first, but I didn’t suffer anyway. Later, I found out that there is no better one, so let’s do it this way.