[Football] The system upgrade task of the dream pitch

Let the sadness and helplessness at this moment be suspended, and go back to the past along the timeline, back to the first few months of 2008.

Messi of Barcelona's first team and Zhu Xu of Barcelona's B team quickly became acquainted after meeting several times. In a very short period of time, they became friends who talked about everything.

They trained together at the Nou Camp under the night, tired from playing, and went side by side, head to head. You told me about the undercurrent in the team and the annoying high-level management. I told you that the teammate's contempt and the coach's attention came from the family. The warmth and pressure of...

The other party can fully understand all the heaviness and boredom, and after everything is told, the two can easily set sail again.

What they talk about is not the current difficulties, but the future.

Whether it is the young Messi or the younger Zhu Xu, they are all very sure that they will have a bright future.

Because they are strong.

They love football, football is tamed by them, football will bring them everything.

Zhu Xu and Messi never tire of discussing the future with mutual participation.

Later they started talking about the past.

Those pasts that I can't talk to others at all, and I don't want to mention at all, actually become so easy when facing each other.

It's like, because you know he understands you, you speak freely.Because you know that the people in front of you will not laugh at your cowardice because of your fear, will not admire you because of your determination, and will not laugh because of your persistence.

Messi knows that Zhu Xu can understand his own happiness and pain, just as he can see the suffocating twists and turns and darkness from Zhu Xu's not-so-long narration and not much description of the past.

Their footprints began to spread from Camp Nou, just like the intersection of Zhu Xu and Messi, it was not just football.

At that time, Messi was not so famous in Barcelona that he could not go out without a bodyguard, so he could ride a bicycle with Zhu Xu through the castle park, leaving laughing and tacit gazes at each other along the way; Go to Montserrat, the holy mountain in Barcelona; at Zhu Xu's strong request, take him and Fernando to visit La Pedrera and Casa Batllo...

"I really don't know what's so good about these."

Messi, who is essentially a dead house and has no interest in anything other than football, quietly complained to Zhu Xu in front of the Sagrada Familia Cathedral.

Zhu Xu, who was young at that time, glanced at him: "Leo, this is art, do you understand art?"

Messi, who was already very familiar with him, turned his head: "I think just look at the photos."

Zhu Xu smiled: "Leo, the difference between taking pictures here and looking at the photos directly is that you can prove that you have been here."

Messi keenly noticed something was wrong: "Wait, didn't you strongly ask to come because you like these?"

Zhu Xu stuck out his tongue: "I think they are worth a visit, but... well, when did I say that I am obsessed with art?"

Zhu Xu smiled and hugged the stunned Messi: "Besides, Leo, I've been in Barcelona for so long. Wouldn't it be a shame if I said outside that I haven't been to any of the famous attractions?"

Messi felt that he was an idiot for thinking that Zhu Xu was a literary boy who loved these things crazily, so he would rather be wronged and take him to visit the famous attractions in Barcelona.

"Don't you also feel that it is a loss to buy tickets by yourself, so you insist on me being a tour guide and taking you with you?"

Zhu Xu nodded frantically: "Leo, you are so smart!"

"But you see, I only have you as my friend here. If I don't look for you, who can I look for?"

"Besides, I'm poor..."

Messi's not-so-good-looking face gradually improved as Zhu Xu explained briskly. He looked at the boy who was a little taller than himself, and his heart softened: "Okay, anyway, I still have this little money."

"Hey, I will repay you!"

Zhu Xu jumped on Messi's back and said.

"What did you repay me?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

Zhu Xu smiled without saying a word.

Then one night, Messi called Zhu Xu late at night, talking about some rambling topics.

Sleeping drowsily, Zhu Xu didn't have the mood to wake up. He listened to Messi's complaints, coped with "hmmm", quickly got out of bed, got dressed, and slipped out of the youth training camp.

Zhu Xu entered the Nou Camp.

Near the goal, he really found Messi leaning on the goal post.

"Leo."

Zhu Xu, who was holding the phone, called his friend softly, but the surprise and emotion that could not be concealed on his friend's face wiped away all Zhu Xu's exhaustion and drowsiness.

It's hard to tell how Messi felt when Zhu Xu appeared on the stage in a way that was close to "falling from the sky".

"How did you know I was here?"

How do you know that I'm not at my house, at the Barcelona first-team training ground or somewhere else?

Zhu Xu scratched his head: "I don't know."

"This is similar to intuition. I just think that you will be here now."

Zhu Xu held his mobile phone and sat next to Messi: "This is the Nou Camp."

"Yeah, this is Camp Nou."

Messi looked up, and he saw the pitch-black and empty Camp Nou stadium in front of him, but he seemed to see the league game played in it last night.

"What do you want to say?"

Zhu Xu turned to look at Messi.

He suddenly moved closer to Messi, and with an unreasonable force, pressed Messi's face to his chest: "Cry if you want to cry."

"Who wants to cry!"

Messi struggled, but he couldn't get away from Zhu Xu.

Zhu Xu didn't speak, but slowly played with his hair.

In the silence, Messi heard his choking voice.

"Zhu Xu."

"Ah."

"You said,

"Zhu Xu, tell me, why can't Ronnie stay?"

Zhu Xu was silent for a long time.

But Messi was very patient, so he still got Zhu Xu's answer.

"Leo, my father didn't stay at Real Madrid either."

Real Madrid's first prince, Redondo who conquered fans and teammates, also failed to stay in his beloved club.

Zhu Xu spoke slowly, clearly enough, and calmly enough: "Actually, we all know the reason, but we just don't want to believe it."

Messi sniffed: "Yeah."

"Be strong, Leo."

Zhu Xu said.

"Together we get strong, and together we stay... where we want to stay."

Messi didn't speak.

His tears soaked the cloth on Zhu Xu's chest.But Zhu Xu didn't say a word of urging or persuasion, he just hugged Messi and let him vent.

"it is good."

Messi's last words were light, but Zhu Xu felt that they were very, very firm.

"Leo, you can actually call me 'Piggy'."

"?"

"That's what my family calls me."

"Piggy."

"Well, I'm here. Leo, did I say I'd repay you?"

"so?"

"Come with me tomorrow."

The next day, Zhu Xu took Messi to the amusement park on Mount Tibidabo.

Messi's whole person is "==".

"Is this the reward you said?"

"Well, you should relax too. Besides, don't you think this suits you well?"

In Tibidabo Mountain Park Amusement Park, Zhu Xu and Messi with a wig walked side by side.

"happy?"

After he and Messi had played all the rides, Zhu Xu, who was sitting down to rest, suddenly asked.

Messi stared at the distant sky: "Very happy."

"Then I'm relieved."

"Leo, don't worry too."

"what?"

"When I'm in the first team, you won't have to worry about nobody passing the ball to you - trust me, you won't be isolated on the pitch."

Messi turned his head in surprise: "Piggy, are you kidding me? You are also a striker, okay, I can pass the ball to you."

"No, I can kick the midfielder or the midfielder."

Zhu Xu answered seriously.

Messi thought about it.

"I think you are so good as a striker, but your midfielder is too reckless."

"Shut up Leo."

At that time, Zhu Xu, who had not yet started calling Messi a "coal ball", was not polite: "I can kick wherever I want, I can pass you the ball if I want to pass you, and shoot if I want to catch your pass and shoot. "

"Okay, I'll wait. But, Piggy, are you sure you can beat Xavi Iniesta?"

Messi's mood has fully recovered, he asked with a smile.

Zhu Xu pondered for a while: "...Well, it's up to you at this time!"

"I want to become the golden thigh in the Barcelona team as soon as possible, so that I can embrace Leo with confidence and boldness!"

Messi: ...

How dare you say it.

But, I like it a lot.

he thinks.

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Back to the 2010 World Cup.

Messi and Zhu Xu, who fell into memories, took a lot of effort to get out of the memories.

Messi, who stopped crying, finally changed his movements with Zhu Xu, and the two were no longer in the state of "siamese twins".

"Your headband is still magical, Piggy."

"I scored. It's a pity that the magic didn't go to Argentina."

Zhu Xu frowned at him.

"Don't get knocked down."

"Don't worry, I won't fall here."

Messi took the initiative to hug Zhu Xu: "I'll meet you tonight, I have to give you a letter—I guess Diego may take us with us tomorrow."

"it is good."

Aguero who was about to take his good brother to mourn together, but found that the other was taken away by another person, and finally calmed down, but found that his good brother was hugged by the same person: Leo!Am I not your best friend anymore!

Night, Argentine training center.

"Akun went to find Tevez."

Messi greeted Zhu Xu: "We are going to find Diego."

"Do you want Diego to stay?"

"Well. Although things are complicated, we have to express our wishes."

"good luck."

This is something that Zhu Xu has absolutely no control over.

There have always been factions within the Argentine national team, and the Argentine Football Federation...

Apart from blessings, Zhu Xu really couldn't say anything else.

He took the extra thick letter: "Balball, I have something for you too."

Zhu Xu took out a black notebook from the small black bag he carried with him.

Messi was a little puzzled.

"This is……"

He opened it under Zhu Xu's encouraging eyes, and then he was completely shocked.

This is a newspaper clipping.

A newspaper clipping featuring Messi.

"Javier Gabriela is better than Messi"

"Give the ball to Messi and you'll get everything"

Maradona and Messi: A Legacy of the Gods

"Football Aesthetics Master: Messi"

"A new Argentine leader is born and now the team is more like a whole"

…………

Messi flipped through it casually. Those exaggerated titles would not make him have too many mood swings on weekdays. After all, it is a compulsory course for top players to calmly face the crazy blows and tramples of the media and try to be calm.

But once he thought that Zhu Xu was flipping through the newspapers one by one, and then turned all the reports related to and praising him into clippings, Messi couldn't help but blush.

"A small gift."

Zhu Xu pressed Messi's shoulder: "Biqiu, I regard you as my opponent for the rest of my life."

Messi finally showed a normal smile: "Then you have to work hard, piggy."

They looked at each other and smiled, neither of them wanting to look away first.

In the end, it was Messi who moved first.

He rushed forward and bit Zhu Xu's face.

In fact, what he wanted to kiss was on the lips, but unfortunately, even with such a good atmosphere and conditions, Messi still... cowardly.

No way, he cared too much, so without knowing Zhu Xu's feelings, Messi didn't want to do anything that might push Zhu Xu away.

"Wow what did you do!"

Zhu Xu and Messi got into a mess, taking advantage of the chaos, he also gnawed on Messi's face several times.

Messi: Did he see that I hadn't really resisted at all?

The author has something to say:

Well, the conversation between Messi and Zhu Xu at the end of the last chapter was actually just a reminder of their previous conversation.

And, in Meng Yin's original text, Zhu Xu himself has bonuses in the three positions of center forward, winger and midfielder. feeding pie).

What can be spoiled is that Messi and Zhu Xu in this article will feed each other cakes at Tingting's house in the future~

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The places of interest in Barcelona mentioned in this chapter are thanks to the travel guide (.

Zhu Xu made the clipping very seriously, it was very pure emotion..._(:з」∠)_

All kinds of headlines about Messi come from real news.

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And, in this chapter, do you feel the deep feelings of Zhu Xumeixi again?

There will be more later, eh. [Smile.JPG]

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Immediately moving all kinds of hectic, next week for a week off.

If all goes well...see you next Wednesday!