[football] this god

Cristiano burned the lamp for a long time, and finally finished the puzzle, but he still asked Leo curiously—"By the way, can you tell me why your fans gave you such a strange gift?" Didn't you really order this yourself? Why did they send you a photo of you and me?"

Cristiano asked questions like a cannonball.

Leo thought he was annoying, so he directly took a photo of the letter attached by the fans and sent it to Cristiano for him to read for himself.

In short, what the fans mean is that he finds this photo very fascinating to him, and he thinks Leo at this moment has a great sense of oppression-the full text is about two to three hundred Spanish words, but there is no punctuation mark to mention it. to Cristiano's name.Cristiano has to admit that this fan is still a fan, not a double burden in his fantasy.

And while Cristiano and Leo were muttering, Mourinho was also doing big things.

"Mourinho: Pass control is behind the times"

"Mourinho: Barcelona stick to the rules"

While it's possible that Barcelona's friends were very unhappy with the incident and they might think they were insulted, Cristiano said he felt Mourinho had actually taken the position of Cassie and other Spaniards into consideration. And very restrained -- and what's even more gratifying is that Casey and Ramos are also aware of this.

In other words, Cassie realized this under the reminder of Ramos.

——"Mr. Mourinho may not be very good at provoking Barcelona before the national derby." Cassie thinks so in private.

Ramos frowned.

"You don't think so? We have to cooperate with Puyol for at least one European Cup. We can't fight against them like this," Casey said.

Ramos shook his head, "Ikar, you are too... I don't think Mr. Mourinho did anything wrong, he is not a Spaniard, in fact, he doesn't even need to consider the Spanish national team - to be honest, he is A Portuguese is not obligated to play for the Spanish national team. He and Cristiano have already backed down for us, I don't think you should ask too much of him. And seriously, I think if Puyol even the most basic If the national team and the club can’t tell the difference, then he is the one who doesn’t deserve to be in the national team—it doesn’t make sense, it’s just that we are making concessions, and he has to show a little bit of mind.”

Cassie looked hesitant.

For the thousand and one time Ramos realized how hard Cassie was to make up his mind.

Mr. Ramos sighed, "Ikar, of course you are a Spaniard, but you are also a Real Madrid player. You have to be responsible for Real Madrid and fight for Real Madrid. You have to promise me anyway, even if Mr. Mourinho says later. You can't go to Puyol and them for anything - you know what I'm talking about, don't you?"

Of course Cassie knew that Ramos was talking about the apology back then, and Cassie didn't speak.

After a long time, Cassie nodded.

Although he didn't say it, Ramos knew that he promised himself.Ramos patted Cassie on the shoulder, "Icar, don't think so much, we already talked to Pique, remember?"

——Cristiano didn't know about this, and it was absolutely impossible for Ramos to tell him. After all, Ramos didn't want Cristiano to know that Cassie was such an overly indecisive person.

However, this does not prevent Cristiano from vaguely guessing the change of Cassie's mentality.

"Ikal is really a good guy, but I really think Sese is more suitable to be the captain of Real Madrid after all - to be honest, when he is the captain of Real Madrid, I feel that life is much easier." Cristia Nuo said to Mendes before a regular dinner before the national derby, "Icar is not a role like Raul, nor can he be as good as Guti. Although Sese may not be better than these two people, there is no doubt that he is better than them." Ikar strong."

Mendez shrugged noncommittally and said nothing.

Cristiano saw that he was silent and saw other friends coming one after another, so he didn't say anything - after all, even if he was a good friend, he didn't want more people besides Mendes to hear him talking about Cassie .

Speaking of this routine gathering - although no one has ever made any rules for Cristiano's friends gathering, everyone defaults to not mentioning Messi or Barcelona in such gatherings - after all, the outside world talks about them Enough is enough. Although Cristiano himself does not dislike this, everyone still thinks that these stressful things should not be mentioned in a relaxed environment like a dinner with friends.

Cristiano has always been very grateful to his friends for this.

Today was no exception, but after all, the national derby is approaching day by day, it is understandable for everyone to relax and not notice for a while.

Here's the thing.

"By the way, do you still remember the Russian female model who was temporarily arrested to work with Cristiano last time?" A friend of Cristiano said, "Although she is not a top model, don't tell me, she took pictures with Cristiano That set of photos is quite interesting."

"The costumes were good that day, and the heroine's makeup and hair were also excellent, so it is conceivable that the finished film will not be bad." Another person echoed, "She is not bad, it is rare to have a non-top model with Christia Nuo didn't take the opportunity to hype herself after the cooperation-wasn't Jorge worried about this before? I remember when Jorge heard that she was temporarily arrested to take over the shift, he took the whole team out of his hotbed Wake up and stand by."

"Yes, I told Jorge not to be so nervous, but he didn't listen to me."

Mr. Mendez shrugged at the ignorant mortals and muttered something about being prepared.

His reaction was well-meaningly ridiculed by everyone, "You are just too worried about Cristiano. To be honest, I really think that a star like Cristiano has played in the top league for so many years, but he doesn't even have a serious scandal." It’s really abnormal—he’s not a Japanese female idol, so there’s no love prohibition.”

Much scarier than the ban on dating, Mr. Mendes gave a wrinkled smile.

"It's not zero gossip." Someone poked his head and said to others, "I heard that at Manchester United, Manchester United players talked about a legendary Argentine girl who never showed up—wearing a T-shirt, jeans and Cristiano Let's meet in the Champions League final and witness the pride of Portuguese football, Mr. Mourinho and Porto..."

"Wait, wait!" Cristiano immediately interrupted the speech, "What is the pride of Portuguese football? Who is the pride of Portuguese football? I am the pride of Portuguese football! Sir, please pay attention to your wording !"

Everyone roared with laughter, and one of them, who had just become a father and was full of the love of an old father to the whole world, gently soothed Cristiano's broken glass heart amidst the laughter, "Okay, ok, christiano Jarno, he didn't mean that - he meant, Mourinho, the pride of Portuguese football, but you are the pride of Portugal. Overall, you are bigger than Mr Mourinho."

Cristiano thought about this logic and reluctantly accepted it.

"So! Wait a minute, Cristiano didn't deny that he did have an Argentinian girlfriend, so tell me, what's up with her? Why didn't you bring her out?" Another person was pleasantly surprised to discover the whole field blind spots.

Everyone quickly shut up, holding their breath and waiting to hear the gossip.

Cristiano scratched his chin and said, "It's blown." - plain and simple, without any room for fantasies.

The crowd booed, obviously none of them believed Cristiano's nonsense.

"I heard that Jazz was very satisfied with this girl back then." A person shared his gossip, Cristiano kept his mouth shut and insisted not to send melons to everyone, but he did not show any anger.

He was met with unanimous scorn, and it felt more like they weren't breaking up.

But everyone is a modern person. Since Cristiano insisted on not speaking, they were not aggressive - after all, the rumors that Chris was a surrogate had been flying all over the sky, and Cristiano had never denied it.

So even if he didn't break up with the Argentine girl, at least there must be some secrets that made Cristiano choose a surrogate or something, so since Cristiano showed that he didn't want to share, they were embarrassed to continue to extract confessions.

"But it's okay," a person comforted Cristiano—he may be one of the few people who believed that Cristiano had broken up, "It's good to concentrate on your career, after all, the career of an athlete is precious, and there is no time to waste it in such a place. Anyway, when you retire in the future, you will have a lot of time to fall in love."

Well, he probably thinks of Cristiano as some poor old bachelor or something.

Cristiano scratched his chin, and after thinking for a long time, he decided to claim the title of old bachelor to avoid other people's gossip.

"Isn't it? And you're not the only old bachelor." Although another person didn't believe in Cristiano, he decided to mock him.

Cristiano snorted, "Thank you, who else is an old bachelor?"

"Of course it's Mr. Macy." A person said casually, turning the glass of red wine.

The air was a little stagnant, but when everyone found that Cristiano didn't show any unhappy expression, they didn't take it seriously - everyone wanted to avoid this topic, after all, it didn't mean that Cristiano didn't take it seriously This is a safe topic.

But Cristiano was quite happy to continue this topic—Mr. Mendes knew why.

"Is Messi also a bachelor?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why Cristiano was so excited, but it is always a good thing to have something to eat, so everyone decided to continue this topic.

"It's not rumored," one said. "Don't you know? Many people know that Messi has a mysterious girlfriend who never shows up. The only thing people know is that she seems to work for the club too." , seem to be Spaniards?"

"This seems to have been denied," another person said with a scratchy head, "but at the Barcelona celebration banquet, this girl's best friend came, so some people speculated that this girl should have grown up with Messi just like her best friend Big buddy or something."

Cristiano was delighted by this very unreliable guess. He felt that he would never be able to reveal his truth, after all, his gossip opponents were too stupid.

Mendes looked at Cristiano sullenly, expressing his dissatisfaction, but Cristiano didn't notice this.Cristiano basks in his own success.

"So I think Messi is very boring." Cristiano spoke positively, completely different from his previous death. "A boring person like him must be a very caring person to bear it."

The friends looked at each other in blank dismay, continuing to wonder why Cristiano was going crazy today.

"Oh, by the way, Cristiano," one person decided to skip this boring topic, "you changed a... just... where did the previous painting go on the wall of your living room? It's the one... Eh? You hang it now Is this jigsaw puzzle customized according to the previous painting? I remember that previous painting is the shadow of a fox looking at a wolf in the water?"

Cristiano was so proud that he almost shook his legs—although Mr. Mendes didn't know what the painting was, but based on his understanding of the two people, he knew it was probably not a serious thing.

"Yes, this one is custom-made." Cristiano generously admitted, "It was custom-made based on the previous painting and the other half of that painting."

"The other half?" Everyone looked at each other again, and everyone felt that there must be melons here. After all, it was not the first time for all of them to come to Cristiano's house, but no one had seen the legendary "other half of that painting." .

"Yes," Cristiano said dryly, "the other person owns that half."

The people at the table were all excited, and everyone began to be restless, scrambling to question why Cristiano lied to them just now that they broke up, and won their unnecessary sympathy.

Mendes decided to ignore Cristiano, he wanted to see what else Cristiano could do.

"But I don't know who that person is." Cristiano said calmly, "The street painter who sold the painting to me sold another painting to another person. I don't know who the other person is, but I guess The person who owns that painting must be the partner chosen by God for me——I have been waiting for this person to appear. Although the other party has not yet appeared, I know this person will definitely appear, and you will know when the time comes, that person It will be my destiny."

Mendes slammed on Cristiano's foot under the table - you must know that he usually cherishes every inch of Cristiano's oily skin.

One can imagine how angry Mr. Mendes must be.

Cristiano didn't change his face.

"Many people can't find the other half of their soul in the vast sea of ​​people, but I'm not one of them," Cristiano shook his fingers triumphantly, "I will eventually find it——I will find it at that time ..."

"At that point, you're the constipated person who found the laxative, the vomiter who found the toilet, shut up."

Mr. Mendes said dryly.