[Football] The system upgrade task of the dream pitch

"No one knows me, economy class is enough."

Zhu Xu rejected his father's sponsorship of "Business Class Flight to Argentina", and booked the economy class at his own expense.

Redondo glanced at his eldest son: "Be careful yourself."

"Don't worry Daddy, I've grown up!"

Zhu Xu picked up his small bag: "It's not the first time I've gone out by myself."

It is indeed not the first time he has traveled far away from his parents.

The distance between Madrid and Barcelona is not that close.During the rest time of young players, Zhu Xu also had the experience of traveling alone while reuniting with his family and studying.

Redondo didn't say much either.

"Aren't you bringing your brother with you?"

"Forget it, Phil should prefer to watch the game live. Brother Igor also gave the ticket..."

Zhu Xu felt a little guilty when he said that.

After all, Spain has already defeated Uruguay to advance to the next round. At 7:20 local time in South Africa on the [-]th, Spain will play against Germany.But according to Zhu Xu's plan, he decided to stay in Argentina for a few more days, so he will definitely not be able to watch the match.

Think about the tone of Casillas when he talked to him before, and think about the ticket that the other party left for him...

Zhu Xu: [weak smile.JPG]

His father glanced at him: "Your brother Igor is looking forward to seeing you watch the game."

Zhu Xu: "Daddy!"

Dad, I know you can see through everything at a glance, but, just, can't you pity your troubled son? !

Redondo smiled: "This is a matter between you, and middle-aged and elderly people like me can't care about it."

middle-aged, middle-aged...

Dad, how can you say such words!

In terms of the aging speed of Caucasians, Dong Ge, don’t you know that your appearance can be called “frozen age”?

Zhu Xu complained frantically in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

He could only throw himself into the arms of his father aggrieved.

Redondo: It is very pleasant to "bully" my son once in a while!

…………

On the evening of July [-]th, Zhu Xu flew to Argentina.

Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina, is about 370 kilometers away from Rosario, the third largest city in Argentina. If everything goes well, three hours is enough for Zhu Xuwan to come to Messi's hometown.

After spending some time, Zhu Xu successfully found the Messi family's residence in Rosario.

Should I be thankful that Briquette has a good relationship with me, so he gave me his home address long ago?

After getting off the taxi, Zhu Xu stood on the side of the road, staring at the pile of addresses in the phone memo.

That was the address Messi entered with Zhu Xu's phone.

In addition to Messi's address in Barcelona and Rosario, several private houses that are well kept secret and unknown to the media are also among them.

"Give you a chance to find me anytime."

Zhu Xu still remembers what Messi said at the time.

"Isn't it enough for me to have your private mobile phone number?"

Messi was not affected at all: "Of course my mobile phone is always open to you, but what if something unexpected happens? For example, the mobile phone is out of battery?"

"Your intuition is so accurate, tell you these addresses, and you can find me accurately next time."

Zhu Xu rolled his eyes: "Biqiu, don't you think it would be better if you take me there one by one?"

After finishing the work at hand, Messi smiled: "I want to too, but do you have time?"

Zhu Xu laughed and hugged his best friend: "I still have time to go to one place during a vacation!"

"As long as your purpose of buying private property is not to hide your beauty in a golden house..."

Zhu Xu smirked and added the last sentence.

After Macy asked Zhu Xu what he meant by "Golden House Cangjiao" with a blank face, he staged the scene of "Rampaging Coal Balls" for Zhu Xu on the spot.

"What are you hiding!"

Zhu Xu reckoned that Messi wanted to say "Hide what kind of beauty", but in view of his poor language talent, he could only remember the syllable of the word "Hidden".

"If you want...you want that, it's you!"

Messi, who was stuttering, talked for a long time, but fortunately Zhu Xu understood what he meant and didn't make him tangled up any longer: "You want to hide me?"

"Correct!"

Messi nodded frantically.

Zhu Xu propped his chin, pretending to think for a long time: "Well, I am very expensive, can you afford it?"

"My income will be higher and higher!"

"But what about your height?"

Zhu Xu, who was already a little taller than Messi, stretched out his hand with a smile and made a pose to compare the heights of the two of them: "Compared to the two of us, you are the 'Jiao'!"

Messi jumped up and pinched Zhu Xu's neck: "Piggy!"

"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong, briquettes, you are very tall!"

After laughing for a while, the two stopped panting.

At that time, they were at Messi's home in Barcelona and had just played FIFA together for an afternoon.When Messi entered the address with Zhu Xu's mobile phone, the game controller was casually thrown aside, and the whole game room looked like a mess.

The game room specially partitioned by Messi has thick curtains, and the afternoon sunlight can only sneak in from the gap at the bottom, making the whole room extraordinarily quiet.

They calmed down quickly, but when Messi and Zhu Xu looked at each other again and their eyes met, they couldn't help grinning again.

No one can tell what they are laughing at.It's hard to describe what kind of mood it was. It's a bit like the joy that comes to my heart after a difficult game is finally won, but it's not that passionate; it's a bit like the satisfaction of waking up after a good night's sleep, but it's also Much warmer than that.

The pleasant and tacit atmosphere lasted for a long time, and finally Zhu Xu spoke first: "Ball, I mean the truth."

He restrained his smile: "If you really..."

He made a gesture: "It must be very inconvenient for me to find you suddenly at that time."

Messi refuted Zhu Xu's hypothesis without thinking: "Are you kidding, how is it possible?"

"If we're not together, you can come to me anytime you want."

"Oh, should I match the key for you and tell you the password by the way?"

Messi spoke seriously.

A thought flashed through his mind.

——If it would be inconvenient for Zhu Xu to have a girlfriend, then he might as well not have a girlfriend.

Anyway, Zhu Xu was obviously more important than these.

But he let the thought drift by and never raised his hand to grab it.

"You are too active!"

Zhu Xu was taken aback by Messi's statement.

He was about to say something when he heard the sound of scratching the door.

"Little, did you just lock the door? I think I heard Facha scratching the door."

Well done Facha!

The conversation ended with Messi getting up, and Zhu Xu felt inexplicably relieved.

At this moment, Zhu Xu shook his head, ending this memory that popped up suddenly.

Going to one place in one vacation?

Am I fulfilling my promise?

On the time displayed on the phone, the first two numbers have changed to 21.

Zhu Xu held the phone with one hand, covering the displayed time with his fingers, hesitating to make up his mind.

Although he is not an indecisive person, but now, Zhu Xu is a little hesitant to contact Messi.

It stands to reason that they had already communicated with each other the night before Messi left. He even sent the Argentine national team to the plane with Dong Ge.

However, on the night of the [-]th, when Zhu Xu received a call from Messi, and when he heard Messi say "so tired" on the other end of the phone, Zhu Xu felt an urge to fly to Argentina in an instant .

He could hear Messi's tone, which was a forced calm.

Zhu Xu knew that it wasn't that Messi didn't want to show his true self, Messi just didn't want to worry him too much.

So Zhu Xu didn't expose him, but just followed Messi's wish and chatted with him for half an hour.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

Zhu Xu thought.

I will be by your side.

So here he is.

Because Messi said that he would return to his hometown today, Zhu Xu rushed to Rosario.

At this moment, the cool night wind was blowing on Zhu Xu's body. While making him feel cold, it also seemed to cool down his brain.

Zhu Xu hesitantly unlocked the phone screen.

The photo that he set as the desktop of the mobile phone came into view.

That was Messi lying on his stomach flipping through a South African travel brochure.

Not long ago, when Messi and Zhu Xu were discussing where to go in South Africa, Zhu Xu quietly took the photo.

In the end they chose to spend time indoors, but Zhu Xu took a photo of Messi who made him feel good at that moment, and set it as a desktop by accident.

"Well, it's just for you."

Zhu Xu talked to himself and dialed the phone.

…………

"Leo is this?"

Messi ran past Jorge like a gust of wind, and Jorge could only see the back of his son opening the door and rushing out.

"Leo said he was going to pick up a friend."

Celia looked at her husband: "No matter what, Leo is finally willing to come out of the room, which is a good thing."

Jorge nodded approvingly.

Everyone can see that Argentina's defeat in the World Cup is not Messi's responsibility - his son fought until the last minute!

Fans who have calmed down can welcome Maradona and treat the players of the Argentine national team as heroes. The media did not place the responsibility for Argentina's failure on Messi, but Messi himself did not let himself go.

From arriving home to now, Messi has locked himself in the room for a whole day.

But neither his parents, Jorge Seria, nor his elder brother Rodrigue, nor his younger sister Maria, ever tried to persuade him.

Everyone knows that this is Leo's habit - if Leo wants to communicate with someone, he will go to the other person himself; if he adjusts his mood, he will change the closed state by himself.

"Do you think it's going to be Blanca?"

Jorge asked his wife.

On Messi's birthday, they were concerned about their son's emotional life.

"I'm still chasing, but... well, I think so. I mean if I'm lucky enough, my future partner will only be Blanca."

This is Messi's answer.

So the Macy family is looking forward to the day when this girl whom Leo puts on top of his heart will appear in front of them.

"No, I don't think so."

Celia stopped what she was doing: "The person who came must be Leo's good friend—Aguero or Zhu Xu."

Jorge thought about it.

"It should be Zhu Xu."

Those brought in by Messi confirmed Jorge's speculation.After a brief greeting, Messi's parents watched their son take his friends to his own room.

"In front of Zhu Xu, Leo is always happy—no matter what his previous mood was."

Jorge said.

"Even if you don't mention the past, just focus on Zhu Xu's behavior of rushing here today, Jorge, I think Leo has a good eye for picking friends."

After Celia answered, she quickly diverted the topic to another direction.

The author has something to say:

Yes, in fact, these two people were very early... Well, everyone understands.

There are still two or three more chapters of Messi and Zhu Xu's candy, cough, I guess you are all tired of watching... _(:з」∠)_

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