Generally speaking, when you just come back from the Christmas holiday, it is the time when the depression of Sundayblue is not gone. If Mourinho said that there is any way to quickly get his players into the enthusiasm of work, then he would Say: massacre.

Yes, a carnage-like victory after Christmas is the only correct cure for defeating Sundayblue.

But looking at Cristiano's sullen face during training every day, Mourinho is a little worried that the massacre he wanted will not appear, and in the end he will be bloodbathed by others instead.

What he meant was: because Cristiano slaughtered too much, it really became a [blood] case.

"Massacre must also have basic principles. Is 10:0 a humane approach?" Mourinho questioned Cassie, who tried to excuse Cristiano, "I don't care what you say, in short, I will not let this game He's on the field—yes, that's what you think, I want Chris Jr. to play with Higuain and Benzema."

"But……"

"No, but anyway, Cristiano Ronaldo is still listed on the match list. As for which...it doesn't matter." Mourinho said, "It's not a strong team, and the problem will be solved soon."

"But shouldn't we get to the bottom of the matter? For example—look at the problem between him and Chris. Although I don't like to be nosy, but seriously, a stranger popped out of nowhere... I Always thought something was going to happen." Cassie argued.

Mourinho completely failed to appease Cassie, "Little Chris intends to give the other party a chance to show his father's love-although I don't think it is necessary. But from the perspective of his personal moral philosophy, if he thinks he should do this, then I can't say anything." He shrugged, "By the way, I think this is a good opportunity."

"What good opportunity?"

Mourinho was noncommittal and refused to answer.

Casey felt that this approach itself was extremely irresponsible, but from another angle he seemed unable to refute, "But wait, if Cristiano doesn't play, then he has to go to Zurich? Oh my god, Please, don’t let him go—anyone with a brain knows that this year will be Mr. Messi, and I can’t even imagine that if he goes to Zurich in his current state, will he make any big news.”

"For the honor of Real Madrid..."

Just let him play.

But Cassie didn't have time to say this before Mourinho flatly rejected it, "I'd rather he go to Zurich for a walk-maybe he has a fight with Messi, and he will be fine."

Cassie rubbed her forehead sadly, after thinking for a long time, she finally resisted the temptation to tell Florentino about this - Cassie is a person with brains, he will not involve Mr. Chairman for no reason I became a bad kid who sued the head teacher.

Real Madrid is very good now, as long as they can keep winning, they will only get better and better, so the more this is the case, the less Mr. Chairman can be involved in this matter.

But Cassie was wrong about one thing.

Even if Florentino knew about it, he basically agreed with it—although he said that he wanted Cristiano to go to Zurich to relax, but in fact, everyone knew that what he was looking forward to was the little boy. Chris's performance when he took the lead.

"Overall, a very stupid performance." Mourinho commented on Florentino's duplicity to Mendes in this way, "It's as if there is any room here for Chris to bear all the offensive burden."

Mendes gave a dry laugh and declined to comment.He is now a little envious of Mourinho who can excuse the preparation for the Copa del Rey without going to Zurich. To be honest, he doesn't want to appear in the same place as Cristiano now.

But no matter how reluctant, Mendes still had to accompany the black-faced Cristiano in Zurich.

"Don't think too much, Mr. Mendes, think about it, 2012 is the year of the European Cup. We are very optimistic about Cristiano in this kind of big competition year." A brand sponsor hinted enthusiastically. What, "Sir, this time next year, Mr. Ronaldo's costume, you see..."

Wouldn't it be too much trouble, and it will be ours directly?

Mendes felt sad when he heard the words of Ronaldo Jr., and just laughed dryly, "If there is a chance."

He didn't say if Ronaldo Jr. had the opportunity to come to Zurich or have the opportunity to cooperate with the other party-leaving half of what he said was his life principle.

"However, Mr. Ronaldo Jr. and Mr. Aveiro are two types. I wonder if all brands can satisfy this diversity?" The jewelry brand manager standing aside suddenly said, "But of course, the style of our brand is Variety, there is always a suitable one.”

The suit brand manager was a little unhappy—you can brag about yourself, why are you stepping on me?

Mendez pretended not to understand.

"Jorge!"

At this time, it was Cristiano who saved Mendes.

Hearing Cristiano's call, Mendes immediately apologized to those who had gathered around him for trying to discuss Chris's outfit for next year's trip to Zurich, and then hurried away.

"Jorge, turn on the TV for me." Sitting in front of the makeup mirror, Cristiano let the hair stylist toss his hair, and then arrogantly asked Mendes to help him run errands, "I want to watch the game."

"...It's impossible to lose in that kind of game... Can you just do your hair well?" Mendes knew what he was looking for without asking, "Please, Cristiano, since you are in Zurich, please smile ?Smile!"

Cristiano again asked to turn on the TV.

Mendes had no choice but to turn on the TV in the hotel, honestly find out the TV station broadcasting the game, and adjust the volume by the way.

"Little Chris just completed a three-person streak..." As soon as he switched to the game, Cristiano heard the opinion say this-then, he completed Mendes' request just now.

'Since you're in Zurich, can you smile?Smile! '

"However, in the end, I did not choose to shoot but chose to hand it over to Higuain. Although it is not an ideal script, it is very rational. For a young man, this is definitely worth encouraging." The commentary continued, "Although the game has just begun 5 minutes, but it is clear that Chris’s performance is very good-but of course, some young people do have problems in controlling the rhythm of the game and their physical distribution. We will continue to observe Chris’s performance on this .”

Cristiano whispered something in Portuguese, probably something like 'ridiculous'.

"Oh, unfortunately, Higuain was intercepted by the opponent's defender. A long pass to the frontcourt...Thank you for the completely unreasonable pass from the opponent's defender. Did he want to pass it to the fans as a benefit on the spot?"

"Okay, corner kick."

"This kind of long pass is meaningless, isn't it? You can make a transition from midfield to stabilize." The commentator sounded dissatisfied with the defensive choice of attack, "But fortunately, Benzema passed back to the midfield... and Di Maria was tackled to the ground by the opponent, and the ball returned to the opponent's feet."

"If I'm not demented, I think in these seven or eight minutes, the opponent and Real Madrid have exchanged souls...the opponent looks more like Real Madrid. I don't know what's going on, we can't hold the center and the frontcourt The ball? Except for the three-person pass in a row by Chris, I don’t think Real Madrid has a few reliable passes in the frontcourt.”

"Very good, it's Ozil! Ozil successfully intercepted the ball in midfield and sent it to... oops! Higuain was one step late, Benzema was one step early, and both of them missed the opportunity to catch the ball! Ozil Er's intention of passing the ball is actually very good, he has found a gap, but there is a problem with the tacit understanding with his teammates."

In the next ten minutes, Cristiano obviously felt that the attention of the commentator could no longer be focused on the game itself. His focus was on why Real Madrid sent most of the main players in this game-obviously intending to win a big victory One game - but the process of the game looked a bit disappointing.

Cristiano was thinking the same thing.

If Chris Jr. is too immature and has a negative effect on the offense in the frontcourt-that is nonsense.Little Chris's running position is quite good, his tactical discipline is also rigorous enough, and his judgment on the position of his teammates is basically above the passing line.Maybe he still has passing timing issues, and there are also some over-aggressive issues-such as when he doesn't need him to return to the defense in a moment of heat or go.

But in general, little Chris did nothing wrong, on the contrary, he did a good job.

"So what's wrong?" Cristiano muttered to himself. He might have caught something, but he couldn't figure out what it was for a while.

Mendes didn't hear what Cristiano said, he just stood in the living room with his hands in his pockets watching the somewhat anxious game, "To be honest, Cristiano, if you can just work hard every day like Chris You don't even know how much I can save you by running diligently."

"Huh?" Cristiano actually didn't hear Mendes' words very clearly as a 'return', but subconsciously perfunctory.

Mendes didn't care, "I mean, if you can stop complaining on the court, maybe the media won't bother me every day-Chris is really a good kid from this point of view. By the way , Little Chris actually still cares about you very much..."

What Mendes said next, Cristiano didn't listen at all.

Because it was just that flash of light, Cristiano suddenly knew what he was thinking of.

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