[Football] The system upgrade task of the dream pitch

This chapter is also known as: "The Starry Night at Camp Nou"

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The World Cup group stage is off to a good start, and the entire Argentine team is very happy.

But after the celebration, Aguero, who returned to the hotel, felt that he really needed to continue to care about the emotional problems of his good brother Leo.

Because he is still writing letters!

I have written ten pages of letter paper, and I haven't stopped!

Aguero simply took out his phone and silently started shooting videos.

Video content: Messi who stops writing and laughs from time to time.

Aguero, who is used to making phone calls, text messages, and video calls with his baby, thought about it, if it was him after each game... Ah, this must be true love!

Aguero looked at Messi with pity and shook his head.

The virgin/male really has no experience.

"Akun?"

After completing the letter to Blanca and putting it away properly, Messi saw Aguero's action as soon as he turned his head.

"Come on, Leo, come and see this."

Aguerola pulled Messi and asked him to sit on the edge of the bed and watch the picture he had just taken.

It's not long, after all, Aguero only took less than 5 minutes to shoot.

"Leo, after watching this, do you still want to say that you and Blanca are just good friends?"

Messi doesn't really want to continue to talk about this issue with Akun-in his opinion, they have made this matter clear in the locker room before.

But his thoughts were guessed by Aguero. Aguero thought "Leo, if you weren't my good brother, I wouldn't hold you to talk about relationship issues like this", while suppressing him without hesitation. Messi's shoulder to prevent him from leaving: "I'll just ask you, do you love Blanca?"

"Love."

Out of respect for good friends, although Messi felt that Aguero probably couldn't understand the friendship between him and Zhu Xu, but he couldn't get away. Well, well, he actually wanted to show off to him, so he chose Cooperate. "Well, I think everyone should love her."

Aguero immediately felt that he had eaten durian-flavored dog food. Before he complained, Messi continued to look at him blingblingly with star eyes: "A normal person would like her, so it is inevitable that I love her."

"That means Blanca is beautiful?"

Aguero just doesn't know how to complain about his brother!What is "everyone likes her very much"?What is "I love her is inevitable"?

Leo, you are hopeless, do you know that!

But he can't say it directly, after all, Leo is still a poor... Well, he can only guide slowly.

"Of course!"

Messi thought of Zhu Xu who was invincible when running on the field. He was definitely the focus on the green field.

He thought of Zhu Xu off the court, with such a heavy past, but still smiling happily.

Dazzling, brilliant and dazzling.

He even felt that the word "beautiful" was used too poorly to describe Zhu Xu.

"Akun, you don't know how good she is."

Messi said softly.

Let time go back three years, back to the winter of 2007.

Messi has not had a good life recently.

In Barcelona in the 0708 season, there were constant conflicts in the locker room, and high-level disputes broke out again.

Messi, who was firmly on Ronaldinho's side, became more and more difficult when Bo Yang rose.

Tonight's Messi recalled a long time ago, when he was not able to play for the first team, he would sneak into the Nou Camp stadium when he felt lost.Whether sitting quietly in the auditorium or lying on the grass, or running back and forth, here, it is always easy for him to see his future clearly again, so as to be firm.

So even though the night was dark, he came here alone.

Messi still remembers that he even ran into Xavi at Camp Nou in the past and was encouraged by him.

But now, Xavi and Iniesta on the court will pass the ball more to Bojan when they have the opportunity, rather than themselves.

Messi was a little sad, and then he found that there seemed to be someone near the goal.

"Huh? Is there anyone here?"

Messi talked to himself.

But in the empty Camp Nou, even a whisper is enough for another person to hear clearly.

The teenager lying on the grass seemed to be exhausted, and he didn't move even when he heard Messi's question.

"Aren't you there?"

The clear voice was crying, and Messi noticed that the boy covered his eyes with his hands, probably before Messi arrived, he was crying secretly by himself.

Messi shook his head funny, he was still a child.

It never occurred to him that he was not much older than the other party.

After glancing at the scattered balls on the opponent's side, and then looking at the opponent's jersey with obvious wet marks, Messi roughly understood what the opponent was doing here: "Are you still a youth training player?"

"Well, youth team B."

Zhu Xu was unhappy that his secret base had been invaded, but his good upbringing prevented him from venting this anger on strangers, so he continued to remain still and answer the other party willfully.

"Confused about the future and don't know how to go on?"

Messi's tone was extremely relaxed.

He thought of himself.

Maybe the reason why this youth training player came here is exactly the same as his former self.

Messi couldn't help but soften his heart, so he rarely took the initiative to talk to the other party.

"That's it."

Zhu Xu calmed down, and finally there was no weak crying in his voice: "Do you have a feeling that you want to grasp everything around you, but you are afraid that they really don't belong to you, and you will definitely lose it?" ?”

Zhu Xu would rather say this kind of thing to strangers.

Messi couldn't hold back his smile.

This time he really thought of himself.

Want to grab everything, but feel that they don't belong to you, and are afraid of losing?

He used to be like this.

When he first arrived at Barcelona, ​​when Barcelona accepted him and gave him treatment, Messi, who was unable to get along well with his teammates because of his introversion and was even bullied, had this feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

Later, Messi entered the Barcelona first team, Ronaldinho and Deco took good care of themselves, Puyol Xavi and other players from La Masia had a good attitude towards him, and the anxiety finally began to subside.

But now, the feeling that this youth training player said has returned.

Messi wants Ronaldinho to stay, he wants to play with Ronaldinho.

But he was alone, helpless, and silent.

"Do you understand this feeling too?"

Messi lowered his voice: "It's not a good feeling."

"But we have."

From the other party's answer, Zhu Xu understood that the other party probably had similar emotional experiences as himself.So he finally became interested in talking with this stranger.

"I still can't and don't want to talk to people close to me." Zhu Xu added.

Messi sat next to Zhu Xu: "Because you don't want them to worry, and because you think you can solve it, there is no problem."

Zhu Xu laughed softly.

"That's why I'm here."

Because I only want to bear it alone.

"Am I not?"

Messi laughed along.

Perhaps it was because he had found a companion, at this moment he felt extremely happy in his heart—even though this companion was a little younger.

"Hey, friend, you have to work hard."

"I'm starting to look forward to the day I play with you." Messi said with his head turned sideways.

"Okay."

Zhu Xu, who had fully recovered, finally put down his hands covering his eyes. He opened his eyes and began to look at the uninvited guest tonight—oh, now he thinks they should be friends.

"Messi?!"

Zhu Xu let out an exclamation.

"Ah! Messi sign for me!"

Zhu Xu's first reaction was to grab Messi and ask for his autograph.

Messi looked at Zhu Xu amusedly: "You haven't told me your name yet?"

"Zhu Xu, I'm Zhu Xu!"

Messi learned from Zhu Xu several times before he managed to pronounce the syllables close to "Zhu Xu".

"So, are you going to write 'for my friend Zhu Xu'?" Zhu Xu looked at Messi expectantly.

Messi felt that he probably didn't laugh as much this week as this night: "Okay, but I don't have a signature pen."

"Then, let's owe it first." Zhu Xu, who didn't bring a signature pen, thought for a while and said with a sad face.

Messi looked at the changing expression on his face, and his mood became more and more beautiful: so optimistic?This psychological quality is stronger than mine.

This made him generously promise: "Okay, then wait until the day you start. When you start for the first time, I will give you the autograph."

"Oh! Then I have to swap jerseys!"

"no problem."

The night at the Nou Camp was quiet and silent, and there were only the two of them on the huge stadium at the moment.

There is a lonely light in front of the goal, silently shining on the scattered balls.

Messi, who had just seen this, only felt that Zhu Xu was working hard and diligently, but at this moment, he felt distressed.

"Hey, Zhu Xu." Zhu Xu's name, Messi, was still a bit awkward, but this did not prevent him from expressing his inner thoughts seriously: "Next time you come to training, call me?"

Although the slightly immature, but absolutely handsome face smiled at that moment: "Okay!"

There were obviously only stars in the night sky, but Messi felt that at that moment, he saw the moonlight.

Bright, bright, people can not help but accept, and never refuse the moon.

"See you."

After exchanging contact information with the opponent, Messi waved and left the stadium.

This was the first time Messi met Zhu Xu - on that starry night, in the Nou Camp.

The second encounter was not too far away.

This time, Messi, who had received a call from Zhu Xu, happened to bump into Zhu Xu and kicked the ball into the goal.

"This is the beginning?"

Messi put down the training ball he brought, didn't realize how gentle his tone was, and the smile on his face

And how bright it is--it is a joy that has basically never been seen in this period of time.

They train together until they are out of breath.

Physical strength is really good.

This was Messi's first reaction.

Think about Zhu Xu's accurate shots, and his extraordinary ability when he is one-on-one with himself...

Even though there are only two of them, Messi can clearly see Zhu Xu's unparalleled talent.

"I'm looking forward to it now, Zhu Xu." Messi, who was lying head to head on the grass with Zhu Xu, couldn't stop the smile on his face, let alone the wonderful imagination in his mind: "I look forward to your early promotion to the first team .”

He has begun to long to play with this teenager.

How difficult is it to find a comparable opponent for Messi, who has outstanding talent since childhood and is almost unmatched by his peers?

Football does bring him joy.But when you look around and find that there are few strong enemies, the strong in the past have gone into decline, and it is rare to find an opponent among the new companions, how uncomfortable is it?

But now he found Zhu Xu.

So many difficulties in the club, in the face of this discovery, are nothing.

This is someone who understands me.

Messi thought.

Whether on or off the field.

"Before then, don't let the bitch of life get knocked down." Messi rubbed Zhu Xu's cheek directly, and said very affectionately.

Zhu Xu, who suddenly heard Messi say such words, was taken aback, but he quickly realized: "Just wait and see, I will defeat you!" "Actually, you can call me Leo."

Even though it was only the second meeting, Messi felt that he was very happy to make friends with this young man--the second meeting, he could already accurately call Zhu Xu's name.

"Okay, Leo."

Zhu Xu smiled and showed his big white teeth: "Then, my friend Leo, would you like to train with me in your free time?"

When you feel uncomfortable, you can come to me.

The meaning of the words was written in his eyes.

"Okay, Zhu Xu."

Messi was smiling very, very happily.

That night, a bright moon hung high in the sky, and the soft moonlight filled the Camp Nou stadium. The two people lying side by side on the court felt that it was great to know each other.

The author has something to say:

When Messi met Zhu Xu, he was basically in the dark period before dawn.

At this time, the young Zhu Xu was not doing very well.

Zhu Xu resonated with Messi, and vice versa, so they hit it off.

...Of course, there are other reasons for this, which will be explained later...

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It is necessary to say it again, don’t worry about questions like “The memory of the person is not the real Zhu Xu” and “Who Messi loves”, there will be an explanation, no abuse.

And, is it my illusion? I think there are a lot of comments in the last chapter (.

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Well, next time, Aguero, who hates iron and steel, will completely let Messi understand 233333

See you on the weekend~