[Football] Black powder daily

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Mu Ning looked at Cristiano with red eyes, grabbed a thick Turkish bath towel from the deck chair on the shore, and squatted down hesitantly, "You come up first, I'm a little afraid of the water..."

Cristiano said nothing.

"I know you hate losing to Barcelona, ​​but to be honest," Munin hesitated, "to be honest, I don't really care about this-it's not that I don't understand the relationship between you and Messi, Real Madrid and Barcelona. Relationship, I just think it's all part of the season."

"Then why didn't they lose to us so badly? Since it must be part of the season, why can't it be our big victory instead?" Cristiano thumped the water surface and shouted like a collapse.

Mu Ning choked on Cristiano's words and didn't react for a while.

"Uh..." After half a minute, Mu Ning said, "Cristiano, although I admit that this is not an easy fact to accept, but... we have to face it. If you can't recover from this fiasco Come out, then maybe the next game will be another fiasco - I don't want to say this, but we have to admit that Barcelona is in the sky right now, and Real Madrid does have problems. But any team will have problems, problems. The problem is not the end of the world, you just have to fix it."

Cristiano turned away again, but this time he didn't submerge himself again.

"Real Madrid's problem is the best problem a team can have - your problem is not replacement, not rebuilding, you just need to adjust the formation. You know, 505 without a midfielder is simply A disaster in the history of football—but this disaster is much easier to solve than the reconstruction disaster that Manchester United is currently facing." Munin felt that Cristiano might be willing to listen to her, so she continued, "Cristiano, I don't know what you have to despair about. United don't qualify for the Champions League, don't win the league, are in a slump, but so what?"

"The championship is very cool, and it is also very cool to watch the championship. But there is no team that will not be in a trough. We go through the trough, admit the trough, and then get out of the trough. Isn't this the inevitable experience in the history of any team? Cristiano, no one is invincible, no dynasty is immortal, I don't think what you are experiencing is beyond the laws of history." Mu Ning cautiously approached the edge of the swimming pool, swallowed before he dared to stretch out his hand to gently Touched Cristiano lightly, "Look, you lived through a period of Manchester United's heyday, when no one asked, 'Why are you and not us'? Because there is no reason at all, the fact is That's all, that's all."

"I have never regretted coming to Real Madrid," Cristiano said suddenly.

Mu Ning didn't speak.

"But today I regret it," Cristiano said. "I know I shouldn't regret it because playing for Real Madrid has always been one of the best decisions I've ever made. But I can't control myself, I can't control myself regretting ——I worked hard, I took everything out of me, but I still can't do anything, can't change anything. I don't know what else I can give, maybe I can't take anything. "

Cristiano's words sound a bit confused, but maybe it is this kind of confusion that is the reflection of his heart now.

"My brother has an artist." Mu Ning suddenly told a seemingly unrelated story, "No actor of the same generation in China knows how to perform better than him. I like him very much and have given him a lot of big productions. He also worked very hard, and every film ended up with a good reputation, popular and popular, but he just couldn’t become popular. I asked his agent to buy drafts for him and find resources, domestic and foreign, various types of resources, as long as It's possible, I wish I could give it all to him. But he just isn't popular."

"I really don't understand it, and neither does my brother. Later, a very famous director in China said something to us, and we immediately understood it."

"Do you know what the director said? The director said, this kid is very good, he looks like anything he plays, emperors, generals, ministers, elites and ruffians can all come. So he can't be popular, because he is what he plays, he is too Knowing how to act, he has the essence of acting, so he doesn’t have himself, but what does the entertainment industry want? What the entertainment industry wants is not old artists, what the entertainment industry wants are entertainers—people who don’t have their own, can’t be popular.”

Cristiano was probably a little annoyed, "I've talked to you about this, I don't want to discuss other men with you."

Munin was unmoved, "We're talking about you—Cristiano, you're just like him, you're good, but you can't win the championship, it's like he knows how to act but he's just not popular. It's not you guys It’s just an objective reality, or in other words, it’s just bad luck. That actor went to one of the best drama troupes in China, became famous, and is now the hottest young man in the domestic drama industry—this is why he chose the right path , this is luck."

"It's the same with you. God is not blind. If you do well, he can see." Mu Ning said, "I know, you are very sad, but still the same sentence, a game is not a big deal. You just lost a game You don't have to exaggerate the significance of the game, it's just a burden on yourself."

Cristiano covered his face and shook his head.

Mu Ning really wanted to hug Cristiano's neck from behind, but as a landlubber, she really didn't have the guts to cover the sky.

But at the same time, she also realized that her previous strategy probably failed.

"You think of yourself as a symbol, Cristiano. But you are not a symbol, you are just a person-that's why I didn't like you at first, because I don't like symbols, I only like living people. Mu An told You are very similar, he always regards himself as a part or a symbol of the Mu family, so he has a lot of restrictions, and he likes to restrict me especially-he hates that I associate with boys who are not good enough for me in his eyes, because He thought it would embarrass the family. But that's not Rooney, he knows who he is, he knows he's not Manchester United or England, he's just Rooney."

"But you are not, you think you are Real Madrid and Portugal itself - this is the disgusting arrogance of geniuses." Munin said, "You are just yourself, why do you use your own strength to bear everything? Don’t tell me it’s a sense of responsibility, Cristiano, you think of yourself as a god – but the truth is, we’re all human.”

Cristiano's core was heavily attacked.

He turned around with great anger, "You don't understand at all! God made me who I am today to make me do these things. If I don't do it, it will be a blasphemy to God."

"What did he make you do? Made you get angry at me and refute me here? Or let you get out of this broken swimming pool and stand like a man to fight back against your enemies?" Mu Ning seemed to be irritated by him too , she stood up abruptly, "If you want to prove that this is the destiny God gave you, and that what you told me is the truth, then you should do it!"

Cristiano put his hands on the edge of the pool, jumped out of the water, deliberately ignored the bath towel handed over by Mu Ning, took the other one on the side, put it on, and strode out.

Mu Ning held the towel and stood there quietly watching the back of Cristiano leaving, without moving for a long time.

That's what Mendes saw when he rushed in a minute later.

"Miss Mu, what did you tell Cristiano? I've never seen him so angry! I want you to comfort him, not..."

"Mr. Mendes," Muning interrupted Mendes, "at least he got out of here, didn't he?"

We are all mortal, and none of us can assume any symbolic meaning beyond ourselves, but we can fight for this symbol—this is never contradictory.

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