South Africa local time on June 6 at 23:23.

"Being defended by Papastatopoulos for 75 minutes, so that nothing was achieved during this time..."

"Yeah yeah, the media also said that such a tactic can beat Argentina."

Messi rolled his eyes.

At this moment, Aguero has fallen asleep, and Messi, who is hiding in the quilt and talking to Zhu Xu, has already talked with his best friend for more than 50 minutes.

"Yo, you're pretty good, Charcoal, have you read all the news after the game?"

"Come on piggy, I'm a pro."

Although Zhu Xu couldn't see, Messi still shook his head under the quilt: "You are also a professional player, you understand."

If you don't understand, you won't use these words to tease me.

Only when you know that the other party really doesn't care, will the media's speech be used as a joke.

Messi responded to Zhu Xu's words, feeling very relaxed.

He had known for a long time that Zhu Xu knew him, just as he knew him.

"Oh yeah? So... Leo, tell me, what does it feel like to be pulled out?"

Zhu Xu's malicious voice sounded.

"Piggy!!!"

Messi growled under the blanket.

This is the disadvantage of the other party knowing you too well: knowing exactly which point will make you feel ashamed and angry, but you are too embarrassed to become angry.

"Hahahaha, I feel super painful just looking at it, it's hard for you, briquettes hahahahaha."

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong, I won't say it, let's be serious."

After Zhu Xu got his wish, he accepted it as soon as he saw it: "Ball, how does it feel to be the captain?"

In order not to disturb the roommate, Messi lowered his voice: "Ms. Blanca will know how I feel."

"Oh, but your Blanca can't wait anymore, and wants to get to know you better now."

Even if Messi can only hear his voice at the moment, he can feel Zhu Xu's relaxed and joyful mood.

Messi involuntarily curled the corner of his mouth: "How do you want to know more about it?"

"Wow, briquettes, you are dishonest!"

Zhu Xu yelled at the other end, and Messi, who was rarely a little bit nasty, began to rejoice that he hadn't made a video call with Zhu Xu—otherwise, it would be too embarrassing for the other party to blush.

"Very proud."

When the two have had enough laughing and joking, Messi said.

In this game, Higuain was replaced, Carlos Tevez was replaced, and Mascherano was replaced. As for the captain's armband, the polo king was not handed over to the most natural Veron, but to Messi.

At the age of 23, Messi became the youngest national team captain in the history of the Argentine team, breaking Passarella's record.

And Messi did not live up to the expectations of his mentor, and handed in the answer sheet of one assist and one goal.

"'It's a crime not to play Messi' - Diego is very proud of you too."

Zhu Xu talked about what Maradona said to the media before the game, his tone was half serious and half joking.

"I am very happy."

Messi said.

"Even if it also represents a heavy responsibility, it represents more... less pleasant things."

How tiring will it be to carry the national team on your shoulders?

The media clamored that after Maradona, Argentina waited 16 years before waiting for a Messi.

But Messi himself knows what kind of pressure he is under in the national team.

If he hadn't scored goals in the previous games, it would be a joke to be listed as the "core".

Even so, when Argentina called him, when he had to run hard on the field, attack far less easily than the club, and even after the game he had to bear the most scolding if the result was not good, Messi was willing.

In the future, he will really become the captain of Argentina, and he will face more pressure.

However, before last night's game, when he took the captain's armband, Messi had already anticipated and accepted the foreseeable future.

"Piggy, you know that. In the end, it will always be your own country that will always remember you and be truly proud and proud of you. I am lucky to be able to fight for Argentina."

"Every day I wear the blue and white jersey is glorious and passionate for me."

"So you know how emotional I was when I took the captain's armband. Honestly I thought I'd take him but... not so early."

Zhu Xu listened to Messi's narration in silence.

"No, I think it's actually a bit late."

His voice was firm: "You don't know how good you are, Leo."

"but--"

Zhu Xu's tone changed instantly: "——soon you won't be the best one!"

Messi is not angry at all: "Then you should come quickly."

If you are there, the career of the national team will be wonderful.

Zhu Xu laughed dryly: "Balball, are you sleepy now?"

"Do you think I'll fall asleep when I talk to you?"

Messi felt that what Zhu Xu asked was nonsense.

Although he would sleep because he was bored, how could he be bored when he was with Zhu Xu?

It was rare for Zhu Xu not to argue with Messi: "Honey, open the door and have a look?"

Messi:? ! !

He suddenly remembered the performance of the Argentine football champion when he announced the disbandment in the afternoon.

The other party smiled meaningfully at himself, and said vaguely, "Go to bed later tonight, there are surprises."

Could it be that? ! !

Messi lifted the quilt with a "swipe", and ran to the door before he could put on his slippers.

He opened the door breathlessly.

At the door, a young man with black hair and black eyes held his mobile phone and showed Messi a familiar smile: "Hi, Leo."

The voice rang in Messi's ears, and at the same time flowed out of Messi's tightly grasped mobile phone.

"Piggy!"

Messi stuffed the phone in the pocket of his pajamas casually, rushed over to pull Zhu Xu in and closed the door, and then hugged the person he missed—rarely he still remembered to lower his voice.

"So excited?"

Zhu Xu, who came to meet his best friend in the middle of the night, hugged Messi backhandedly: "It seems that you are satisfied with this surprise?"

Messi hugged Zhu Xu and didn't want to let go. He now felt that the small bag Zhu Xu was carrying was in the way: "I can't be more satisfied!"

"OK OK."

Zhu Xu patted Messi on the back. He noticed that the other party was still barefoot: "Go and put on your shoes first."

Messi let him lead him, and obediently sat back on his bedside: "It's actually fine, anyway, I'm not cold."

Zhu Xu, who was pushing Messi by the bed, gave a look of disapproval: "This habit is not good, and this is not at home."

Zhu Xu didn't say any more, he squatted down, then landed on one knee, took Messi's shoes and put them on for him: "Liqiu, you said that it's fine if you want me to match your clothes, but I also need to wear your shoes. Tsk tsk, it's really useless."

Messi couldn't bear this kind of teasing with a smile.

Luckily I only had the night light on my side...

He felt that the dim light should not expose himself too clearly.

Messi didn't know that Zhu Xu could see the blush on his face clearly: Just kidding, Zhu Xu is not blind, Messi's face is blushing almost to the point of bleeding, even if the light is dim, it's still obvious, okay?

But Zhu Xu's intuition told him that if he made fun of Messi at this time... Nima, it's too ambiguous!

So Zhu Xu, who felt that he was very straight, chose not to say anything.

Although……

Messi like this is still quite... quite...

He couldn't find an adjective, he just felt that he was very happy to see Messi in front of him.

"How did you get in?"

Messi, who had calmed down, had nothing to say.

As soon as he asked, he felt stupid: Obviously Diego was helping!

Zhu Xu grinned: "Bibble, you see, I've even entered the HPC center, isn't it easy to get in here?"

The HPC of the University of Pretoria is Maradona's chosen training ground for Argentina. The stadium is surrounded by slopes on three sides and surrounded by auxiliary training grounds, so that every "intruder" who enters the center will be exposed to the guard.Therefore, it is almost an impossible task to get mixed in.

But who is Zhu Xu?

The current head coach of the Argentine team, their god Maradona looked at him just like looking at his favorite son!

Zhu Xu was still laughing: "All wins to advance! Diego is so happy. As soon as I mentioned to him that I would come to you to wish you a happy birthday, he immediately agreed!"

Messi pouted: "That's why you haven't contacted me since last night and just called me?"

He didn't notice at all that at this moment, his complaining tone and slightly resentful expression were strikingly similar to a girlfriend who complained that her boyfriend had been neglected.

Zhu Xu didn't notice either.

He approached Messi - now they were shoulder to shoulder - and rubbed Messi: "If you don't do this, there will be no surprises?"

Messi's resentment dissipated instantly like a balloon being punctured: "Okay."

"Shh-"

Zhu Xu changed his posture. He stood up from the bed, faced Messi, and raised his index finger: "Look."

What to look at?

Messi looked up suspiciously, and found that Zhu Xu had his mobile phone in front of his eyes.

On the screen, "00:00" is huge.

"Happy birthday, Leo."

Messi heard Zhu Xu say on the top of his hair.

Then his face was held up by Zhu Xu, and the person opposite him bent down and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.

This kiss was very light, as light as white clouds drifting slowly across the blue sky of Johannesburg; but this kiss was so weighty, it was so heavy that Messi's heart was crushed and he could only stare wide-eyed in astonishment.

The instigator of all this didn't care about Messi's subtle and complicated psychological activities at all. The guy sat back on the bed, hugged Messi and forced him to turn his head to look at himself: "Leo, this is my birthday present for you-blessings Kiss!"

Zhu Xu plausibly said: "Last time I just gave you my lucky hair and you scored goals. This time I will give you more weight. You will definitely win to the end."

Messi: ...

No no no, you're wrong darling, I think I've lost everything.

He looked at those black eyes that were close at hand, and felt as if he saw thousands of stars in the night.

Nima, cheer up Leo, cheer up!It's just a kiss, don't be in a daze!

What Zhu Xu kissed was only his forehead, not his lips!

After a complicated and intense self-push, Messi finally found his voice: "Thank you for your birthday gift..."

If the object is you, I will lose willingly.

He didn't want to think about "Zhu Xuxi doesn't like me", at least tonight, when he was so happy and moved, he didn't want to make himself feel bad.

As a result, Zhu Xu's smile faltered: "Isn't it briquettes?"

"I'm joking!"

Messi:? ? ?

Zhu Xu probably really felt that Messi was in a hurry, so he made an ironic statement. He hurriedly took off the small bag he carried: "The kiss of blessing is included. The real birthday present for you is this."

He took out a gift box wrapped in blue and white.

Macy opened it carefully and found that in the box tightly wrapped in wrapping paper, there was an album signed by the whole team of the British rock band Oasis (Oasis).

"you……"

Messi looked at Zhu Xu in surprise.

"I shouldn't be joking with you like that."

Zhu Xu admitted his mistake with a good attitude: "I just want to make you happier, Leo."

"Happy 23rd birthday, dear Lily."

He whispered in Messi's ear.

"It doesn't matter."

Messi carefully received Zhu Xu's gift - he was really glad that Zhu Xu knew what he liked.

"The two gifts you gave are the best gifts."

They bring me very different feelings, but there is no doubt that I am very, very moved by each of them.

Messi thought.

"I'm already thinking about Blanca's birthday, how can I please Blanca."

"Oh, it's easy—you send three or five, and I promise Blanca will love you."

Zhu Xu winked at Messi, and Messi looked at him and laughed with him.

After all, Zhu Xu didn't stay in Messi's room for a long time. After all, although Aguero slept very soundly and didn't notice what happened, but if Zhu Xu stayed overnight... Well, it is impossible for Aguero to not get up the next day.Besides, Messi couldn't bear Zhu Xu to go to bed so late at night and get up early the next day to avoid people.

After exchanging letters, Messi sent Zhu Xu away.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, thought for a while, then got out of bed and took out a stack of letter papers from his luggage.

"Blanca, how can I express my love for you? I can't find an exact adjective. I can only thank God for having you in my life."

"You know me so well, you care about me, you protect me...what would I do without you?"

"Every time I receive a gift from you, I feel that this is the best birthday present I have ever received, but next year, you will always tell me with practical actions: No, Leo, this year's gift is the best .Hey, don't be proud honey, I'm serious about telling you how I feel..."

…………

"go to bed early."

The words Zhu Xu told Messi before leaving seemed to be still ringing in his ears.

Messi smiled and put away the letter paper full of words.

He pulled up the quilt and lay down, with a smirk all over his face, he fell asleep quickly.

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[Extras to this chapter]

The next day, after the half-day holiday of the Argentine national team.

Aguero: Oh oh oh oh oh!Leo, besides your relatives, you also met Ms. Blanca?

He pointed to Messi's "Best Blanca" tweet.

The tweet was accompanied by a picture of a gift box tightly wrapped in blue and white wrapping paper.

Messi smiled and said nothing.

Aguero: ...Brother, tell me why I can feel the aura of showing affection even though you didn't say anything? !

the other side.

Little Fernando: Hey, brother, Messi's girlfriend gave him a gift, the packaging is a bit like the one you gave?

Zhu Xu (with confidence): It’s normal, isn’t it the same style of uniform for the national team?

Little Fernando: ... makes sense.

Turning around, Zhu Xu started texting Messi.

"'To Leo, with my warmest regards and sincerest admiration, your coach Diego Maradona.' Ahhhh I want that jersey too!"

"Believe me, Piggy, when you join the national team, you can have as many jerseys as you want—you don't have to look for them, Diego will definitely give them to you."

The author has something to say:

In reality, Messi has not scored a single goal in the World Cup in 10 years. He wore the captain's armband and hit the goal post in this game... Of course, the text is completely different.

In the 10 World Cup interview, Messi said that he likes the British rock band Oasis (Oasis) very much, and loves their "Supersonic" and "LiveForever". And do a celebratory performance for them.

As for what the old horse gave Messi... Well, the news I found said this: In June 10, in the news of Sports Weekly reporter Bin Yan, Argentine special photographer Gustavo and special reporter Jorge Lopez Under careful planning, Maradona presented Messi with a surprise birthday gift - an Argentina jersey with Diego's blessing written on it.

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