[football] this god

"Do you want to watch the Champions League final? I have two tickets." - Cristiano awkwardly sent a text message to Messi under the excited supervision of the crowd represented by Ferdinand.

"I hope the mental hospital in Manchester will help you recover soon." Messi replied after 5 minutes.

——"This little girl has quite a personality..." Ferdinand touched his chin after hearing the translation from a Spanish-speaking person, "But Cristiano, this is not a reason for you to call someone a fool."

"Forget it." Cristiano, who was ridiculed again, was furious, but this time he seemed to have forgotten to argue with Ferdinand.

"Are you serious? Then I'll go. Thank you, I'll send you the address, you send the check, and I'll wire you a check."

——"... Cristiano, what did you do before, she thought you were selling tickets? Did you tell her you were a scalper?"

"We are going together. What are you thinking? Who do you want to go with?" Cristiano demanded.

"Cesc."

"Oh, I'm Fabregas, do you know him? He's also in England. We grew up together. But you can go with me."

"That will disappoint you. You have to come with me or not at all." Cristiano doesn't need the long series of explanations behind Messi to know who Fabregas is-just kidding, he also played in the Premier League okay?Didn't the main players of the big giants talk and laugh with me back then?

"It's almost the same, I can go with you. Anyway, thank you, and leave the accommodation fee to me."

"I'm about the same as Cesc Fabregas? And, of course you pay for the accommodation."

——"Sir, you can rest assured that Cristiano will not be led by a bad girl." Ferdinand announced to everyone when he saw this, "Because he will never find a girlfriend like this."

Cristiano is furious - because Ferdinand thinks he won't find a girlfriend.Yes, that's it. It has nothing to do with Messi's first reaction when he heard the Champions League final was to go with Cesc Fabregas.

He was so angry that he even forgot that the national team was assembled for the Champions League final and he had to ask for leave in advance.

But fortunately, although he didn't remember it early enough, considering that watching the Champions League final is not a bad thing, the captain and the head coach are very enlightened to forgive the young man's small negligence-"Okay, no problem, Cristia No, just come back early after watching the ball and don’t delay the training session the next afternoon. Oh yes, if Porto wins the championship, remember to congratulate Mr. Mourinho in person. He is the pride of Portuguese football. We are proud of him feel happy."

The pride of Portuguese football is me, thank you.

Cristiano thought so, but reluctantly agreed to them out of politeness.

Although Cristiano entered Germany legally, in general, in order to prevent Mendes from discovering that he appeared with a small man, he announced that he had sold the extra tickets to scalpers in a very chicken-like manner—— Even if they were accidentally included on camera, Cristiano could claim he had no control over who the scalpers sold tickets to.

Today's Cristiano is also a planner.

——“How much did you sell for?”

——"One hundred pounds!" Cristiano, as a person who has never bought a ticket since he was an adult, has no idea of ​​the market price, so he made up a number based on the face value of ordinary tickets.

Leo, who just bought two chips outside the stadium, sneered, then sprinkled some salt on the chips, and quickly took a few from Ronaldo's share while Ronaldo was talking on the phone.

Cristiano glared at Messi angrily.

——"One hundred pounds????" Mendes screamed, Cristiano finally knew why Messi laughed, "I'm going to kill you Cristiano, at least that ticket can be sold Eight hundred pounds! For God's sake! That scalper must be laughing at you for being a fool by now! I don't want to talk to you!"

——"Wait, Jorge, why do you know the market price of scalpers so well? How much did you resell in private..."

Cristiano didn't finish his sentence.

——"Shut up! Don't talk to me, a prodigal son."

Cristiano hung up the phone in disgrace, and then took advantage of his height to snatch the uneaten french fries that had been sprinkled with the right amount of salt left by Messi.

Leo regretfully re-salted another bag of French fries, and asked: "There are drinks over there, what do you want to drink?" He sucked his salt-stained fingers and thought for a while Added, "There is no freshly squeezed fruit and vegetable juice, do you want to drink dark beer? Please bring me a glass. I heard that German dark beer is very famous."

Cristiano was eating French fries and wandering in front of the nearby food stalls. Hearing this sentence, he turned his head and glanced at Messi, who was following behind and concentrating on dipping the French fries with salt—looking condescendingly, So he couldn't see Messi's face, only his very stupid baseball cap, "I have to remind you, you are not of age. You can't buy alcohol according to European regulations."

"So I let you go." Leo didn't feel that he had said anything strange, "What an obvious cause and effect."

"No, I declined, I don't drink," Cristiano said.

"Okay, then you can buy one for me." Leo said vaguely while eating French fries.

Cristiano has once again rejected the request to flout European law - at least today, he is determined to uphold it.

"Why don't you drink?" Leo asked belatedly.

Cristiano doesn't drink for two reasons, one is professional norms and one is because of his father and brother's alcoholism - he doesn't like alcohol, it makes him lose his temper and he hates everything that makes him unable to control himself , "I hate alcohol."

This wasn't a debate class, so Cristiano kept it simple and boiled it all down to "disgusting."

Leo looked at Ronaldo thoughtfully, "I thought you wouldn't even be afraid of breaking your leg on the court, and you wouldn't be afraid of losing your mind after drinking."

Cristiano choked on the fries, stumbled with his left foot and slammed his right foot, "When did I...well, you can't generalize, that Everton game was a...you know, special situation, I You could shoot at that time! Besides, it was just a skin injury, why do you care about it?" He looked around furtively, making sure no one noticed them before whispering, "Besides, I didn't tell you that I'm afraid What the hell!"

Leo put on an expression of "isn't this obvious?", glanced at Ronaldo with a look of caring for the mentally retarded, and then mercifully said, "Yes, yes, Ronaldo is fearless."

平均一天24小时，每小时60分钟，每分钟60秒，克里斯蒂亚诺都有24x60x60次想跟梅西绝交。

Wait, you two don't have any friendship, why do you need to break up?

- Cristiano refused to answer this very witty question.

After all, #Ronaldo is always right#

However, Leo ignored Ronaldo's little emotions. He looked around and found a lot of fans waiting to enter the field in an open space. "Let's go and sit for a while, standing too tired."

"I don't!" Cristiano refused, and while eating French fries, he followed Messi, who ignored him and walked directly in front of him, to sit down and rest—by the way, he bought two bottles of mineral water and threw one away It was given to Messi who dangled around to find an open space to sit down.

"But having said that, how did you come up with the idea of ​​asking me to watch the Champions League?" Leo lowered his head and fiddled with the large portion of French fries. He didn't seem to have sprinkled the salt evenly just now-this made people feel like he was going to bury his whole face in it. Fries delusion, "Why not Ricardo? I mean, Quaresma, if you know more than one Ricardo."

Because at the time Leo...Ferdinand was staring at me texting.Cristiano defended himself, but he quickly asked himself, is there no one in your address book who can fool you?

It does not matter!Cristiano told himself sternly, before replying: "I just... sent to the wrong person."

Leo glanced at Ronaldo, and didn't even bother to expose this leaky lie, "But I thought about it later, it might be the most interesting to see with you—I mean, it's more interesting than Cesc."

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then added, "Of course, Cesc is great too, he's... nice, a great friend. But, you know? I mean, he's not like you." Same—very different, actually.”

Nonsense, he hasn't even scored in the top three Golden Globes.

"I know it's strange to say this, and it's not fair to Cesc." Leo tilted his head and thought for a while.

No, it's very fair, he's just like that, it's unfair to compare him to me...

"However, we are friends after all, so it is not strange to watch the Champions League final together." Leo looked at Ronaldo seriously, "I'm glad you think so, and I think so too."

What is "you too"?Did I say I agree?Cristiano was angry that Messi directly used the word "also" to deprive himself of the right to make a decision.

But by a strange twist of fate, he actually smiled—a real, cheerful smile, full of the brilliance of the Spanish July and August sunshine.

He did not deny the claim.

For the first time in his life, he didn't deny such a statement, and he didn't even think of denying it.

Friend, well, barely.

The author has something to say: Regarding the person problem:

Messi angle: Rio - Ronaldo

Ronaldo angle: Cristiano - Messi

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【Promise me the joke of the butterfly ancestor】【You are my sister, you are my ancestor】【Bow to the evil forces of the ancestor】【Cohabitation】

Get up from seven to 07:30 in the morning.

You must have breakfast by eight.

08:30 to [-]:[-] a.m. Start your morning workouts - with or without training.

One to 01:30 for lunch.

In the afternoon, according to the plan, either arrange exercises, or eat some fruit and watch TV or something.

- No unplanned strenuous exercise is allowed.

Dinner is a must from 07:30 to [-]:[-] in the evening.

There can be planned strenuous exercise from nine to ten o'clock.

Must go to bed from ten to 10:30.

note1: "Planned intense exercise" - no more than five times a week.

note2: No more than two times in a single night.

note3: There cannot be a second time if the first time exceeds 45 minutes.

note4: Think about it later.

Neymar has seen the two of Melo put their heads together to make this plan since he was backstage at the awards ceremony in Zurich.

He and Mendes formed the "Planner, Control Freak, Self-Discipline Cancer Allergies Mutual Aid Group".

[This time there is really no joke, don't think about it]