[Football] The system upgrade task of the dream pitch

"Well, I made biscuits."

Zhu Xu, who brought out a plate of steaming biscuits from the oven, blinked innocently: "I'll be waiting for you."

Messi no longer knew how to control the expression on his face.

He wanted to surprise Zhu Xu, but in the end, Zhu Xu gave him a surprise instead? !

Macy looked around the kitchen.

The scattered baking utensils showed that Zhu Xu could never have just appeared here, and the fragrant biscuits in front of him were the fruits of Zhu Xu's early morning labor.

"you……"

Messi looked at Zhu Xu with some hesitation.

"I said briquettes, you didn't pick them that way, did you?"

Zhu Xu looked very helpless: "I admit that this is the first time I have made biscuits by myself, but I think it should be quite successful?"

"I don't think it tastes bad..."

Messi explained weakly.

Just kidding, not to mention the aroma of the biscuits makes people move their index fingers, but it is the food baked by Zhu Xu himself. Even if it is a dark dish, Messi can eat it without changing his face and then sincerely give a thumbs up and say "delicious , very delicious, thank you for the hospitality."

He just couldn't figure out why Zhu Xu would make biscuits today and said he would just wait for him.

"Then try it.

Barcelona's head card was interrupted by a sudden warm touch from his mouth.

He looked up in astonishment, just in time to meet the smiling eyes of the person he cared about.

Zhu Xu, who picked up a biscuit and stuffed it directly into Mei's mouth, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior: "Have you recovered?"

He motioned Messi to catch the biscuit by himself: "Eat it by yourself when you regain your senses, don't make me feed the biscuit."

Messi was in a daze, holding half of the biscuit according to the other party's intention, while chewing and swallowing mechanically.

At this moment, he already felt that his brain was not enough.

What did Zhu Xu just do?

Zhu Xu fed him biscuits.

Hello!he!eat!cake!Dry!

Such an intimate move!

Zhu Xu didn't hesitate at all when he did it!

...The most annoying thing is that he is now acting as if nothing happened just now!

Faced with Zhu Xu's question "Is it delicious?", Messi was sweet and painful.

God damn "is it delicious".

The point isn't at all whether your biscuits taste good, piggy!

"delicious."

Messi gave birth to a thumbs up.

He absolutely did not compliment him against his will. The biscuit was sweet but not greasy, and it was delicious after eating.

But when he thought about Zhu Xu's unawareness of his feelings, Messi immediately hesitated again about his previous judgment of "does Zhu Xu like me?"With this hesitation, Messi felt that the sweetness from the tongue to the bottom of the heart turned into bitterness.

And only you, make me so hesitant.

Messi thought a little anxiously.

Zhu Xu did not remain silent.

When Messi gave a positive evaluation, a somewhat proud and gratified smile bloomed on the lips of the little prince of Real Madrid: "Then I am really relieved."

He patted his chest: "It's not in vain that I woke up so early to make biscuits."

"So why are you doing this?"

"Did you forget what you told me before?"

The thing I told you before... biscuits? !

Messi remembered.

It is still the past when Zhu Xu still belonged to La Masia.

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Zhu Xu, who was appointed as the captain of the Barcelona B team, performed bravely in the previous games and scored hat-tricks in three consecutive games.

So when Zhu Xu and Messi met again, Messi brought him a box of Alfajores.

"In order to motivate me, my former coach Marconi once agreed with me to reward me with a biscuit for every goal I scored; later he said that if I scored a header, I could get two biscuits."

"Then have you ever had a situation where you obviously didn't need a header, but you insisted on provoking the ball to attack the goal?"

Zhu Xu who took the biscuit asked.

"Yes."

Thinking of that past, Messi narrowed his eyes with a smile.

He hadn't been diagnosed with growth hormone deficiency at that time, and everyone thought he was just developing slowly.

During those days, it was a very, very rare carefree childhood.

"So, this is what you said, the biscuits that your mother had to restock every month when you first came to La Masia?"

"Yes. Although I can't eat as much as I want to control my weight now, my reserves are still very sufficient."

Messi winked at Zhu Xu: "Given your excellent performance before, is this my reward for you?"

Zhu Xu responded by unpacking the biscuits directly.

He took out a sandwich biscuit and broke it lightly.

After the sound of "click", he handed a biscuit that was divided into two to Messi: "Then would you like to be happy with me?"

The boy with black hair and black eyes stared at Messi.

He knows that the other party is sharing those pleasant memories with him, so he is also willing to taste his own joy at this moment with the other party.

"of course."

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After a moment of astonishment at that time, Messi quickly took the biscuits handed over by Zhu Xu.

But now Messi, after thinking about this incident, can't say anything, and can only listen to Zhu Xu in a daze.

"Alfajores are sweet little treats in your memory, but I looked at the recipe and it's not very good at..."

"So I had to make you my favorite biscuit—this is Natalia's mother's best biscuit. This is my favorite since I was a child. You scored a goal, so I personally Feed you a piece."

In the slight background sound of the oven running, Zhu Xu's voice was not in a hurry: "Although I haven't tried it completely, I have hit Natalia's mother many times, and I am quite experienced in this."

"Bills, Mama Natalia's Special Biscuits are to me what Alfajores are to you. So I'm going to want to share them with you."

Zhu Xu smiled at Messi: "Actually, I should have tasted it for you a long time ago, but I have been procrastinating until today."

He was right.

Not long after Messi gave him Alfajores, Zhu Xu mentioned this special biscuit made by his mother.

It's just unfortunate that the few times Zhu Xu brought biscuits to the training camp, he failed to give them to Messi smoothly.

Until now.

"No, I think that's fine."

Messi finished eating the food in his hand and said.

He knew what Zhu Xu meant.

The two different morsels they exchanged were not just desserts.

What Zhu Xu showed to Messi was the carrying of his happy memories - the special biscuits represented the taste of home, which reminded him of his relatives and everything he valued; just as Messi told him at that time Among the memory fragments, sandwich biscuits are not just ordinary food. .

Although it was a bit late to taste this food, when he thought that Zhu Xu made it himself, why would Messi be dissatisfied?

No, he couldn't be more satisfied.

Messi even felt that he missed the opportunity to taste it a few times in the past, maybe he was waiting for today.

"Then how do you know that I will definitely come when you make the cookies?"

"I do not know."

Zhu Xu looked at Messi speechlessly: "It can be stored for a while after it is made. Anyway, you will definitely come to me today, and I will give it to you when the time comes."

As he talked, he complained: "Bibble, why do you think this is because it's my birthday, and I still have to make you biscuits?"

"It should be you who brought me biscuits and cakes!"

Messi looked at Zhu Xu who complained immediately, and couldn't stop his smile: "There is no cake, but there are gifts."

"Let's go!"

Zhu Xu immediately jumped up: "Where did you put it, is it the living room?"

Messi nodded and let Zhu Xu pull him.

In the middle of the living room stands a giant foam box.

"This is what you said, the third gift?"

Zhu Xu turned his head to ask Messi.

The first gift Messi gave him was Zhu Xu’s long-coveted handmade football three-piece set, and the second gift was to arm Zhu Xu’s online game account to the teeth—exquisite equipment, pet leather clothing, and the like. .

Both of them arrived in Zhu Xu's hands before Zhu Xu's birthday, and only the third gift has been delayed until now.

Zhu Xu brandished the scissors and began to unpack the foam box.

Then he was shocked.

"Ball..."

Zhu Xu turned his neck expressionlessly, and he felt that he could hear the sound of the bones in his neck turning.

"what?"

"Are you stupid!!!"

He still remembered that everyone was resting at this moment and lowered his voice.

Of course there was a reason why Zhu Xu was so excited.

Because, Messi brought him a box full of trophies! ! ! !

Nima, the golden one on the top is the trophy from last year's Golden Globe Awards! ! !

This kind of trophy, which should be displayed in the glory room, just lay quietly in a foam box, mixed with a bunch of other trophies and medals!

Zhu Xu even saw the trophy that Messi won in the World Youth Championship with sharp eyes.

Zhu Xu: ...

He really didn't know what to say.

Of course he remembers what he said. Before Messi asked what he wanted, in order to make up for his quick talk, Zhu Xu said "your most important thing".

But he really didn't expect that Messi would be so stubborn, and directly packed all his trophies and medals to Madrid! ! !

Zhu Xu was angry and anxious, but also vaguely happy.

As a result, Messi still added fuel to the fire: "Isn't this what you want, piggy?"

The Argentine looked at Zhu Xu with seriousness in his eyes.

For a moment, Zhu Xu felt that no matter what he wanted, as long as he said it, maybe the Argentine in front of him would try his best to satisfy him.

Nima.

Zhu Xu was so stimulated by the stuff he made up his mind that he went cold all over: What are you thinking, the briquettes are just stupid, didn't you already know that!

"Even if I want, I can't accept these."

He looked at Messi who was still about to say something, and stopped him directly: "I think it's okay. These, even if you give me the third gift, but for the time being, I'll leave it to you."

Zhu Xu thought about the idea that popped up in his mind, and felt that this method is very feasible: "Whenever I have as many medals as you, we can exchange them directly."

"At that time, your honor room will be full of my trophies, and my honor room will be full of your medals, both sides will be full, isn't it great?"

"Otherwise, the room of honor in your meeting must be empty. It's ugly when you think about it."

Messi, what else can Messi say?

Of course I chose to agree! !

Messi: I must be stupid if I refuse at this time.

"Is this what you said, exchanging trophies?"

"That's an exchange of all the trophies!"

Zhu Xu made a loud noise.

Messi: [Smile.JPG]

Earned earned.

The Argentines were ecstatic inside.

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【Extra to this chapter: It’s all mine】

"Aren't you afraid of heat explosion?"

Zhu Xu looked at Messi who took all the biscuits he had packed, and who looked like "I won't give it to anyone who asks for it", couldn't help asking questions.

"It's okay to indulge once in a while! Piggy, you can supervise me to burn off these calories during extra training during this time!"

Messi is particularly energetic: Just kidding, even if you die fat, these cookies are mine, and no one will give them to you!

Zhu Xu: ...All right, as long as you are happy.

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Ah, the Premier League will introduce a winter break next season, super super shocking! !So I made a little extra!hey-hey!

[No Responsibility: Winter Break]

When Zhu Xu was asked by reporters whether he would leave Real Madrid.

Zhu Xu: "The possibility of me leaving Real Madrid... Well, I think it is about the same as the existence of the Premier League winter break."

Reporters: ... who doesn't know that only the Premier League is an anomaly in the top league, and there is no winter break!

however.

2018 years.

The Premier League officially introduces the winter break!

Zhu Xu: [Shocked.JPG]

After living for a long time, you can really see everything...

He had completely forgotten his joking answer a few years ago.

But it doesn't matter if he forgot, the others didn't!

Such as Barcelona, ​​such as Manchester City who just recognized the oil daddy, or Paris, which is rich and big...

Real Madrid got an offer, Real Madrid got an offer, Real Madrid got an offer...

While the staff was shocked that Barcelona was as generous as Manchester City, Paris and other teams this time, they did not forget to silently put the faxes directly into the shredder.

In the office, the sound of a bank of paper shredders in the corner continued all day long.

Staff member: Ah, the decision to "shatter the quotation about Zhu Xu directly" is awesome!Chairman wise!

The author has something to say:

Come on, let us applaud Zhu Xu who insists that they are best friends!

In the next chapter, Messi should still have a part in the show... Well, Messi, please prepare yourself in the audience, don't rush to the stage now!

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See you all on Wednesday!