[Football] My bamboo horse is very girly

"Are you alright?" When Cristiano had already started fantasizing that he would become a superhero to save the world, the girl stretched out her hand in front of his eyes with some concern. She was a little worried that the boy had suffered a head injury and had a concussion. class questions.When her grandfather opened a martial arts gym in Lisbon, he also worked part-time to give Chinese medicine bruises to people. She also saw a lot of examples. She also knew some ways to deal with bruises, but she had a brain problem, so she really do not know what to do with it?

When the girl shook her fingers again and again and her eyes became more and more worried, Cristiano finally came back to his senses, and then he looked at everything in the real world with some regrets. Just now he fantasized that he was flying with Superman, with Spiderman The scene of flying between the skyscrapers in the city together.

"Are you okay?" This time Cristiano finally heard the girl's question.

"It's okay, um, I'm fine, thank you..." Probably feeling safe, the fear of being almost broken just now finally dissipated. Cristiano burst into tears while answering the girl's question.

The girl looked strangely at the crying face of the boy who looked a little younger than her. There was one rule in the education of both grandfather and grandfather, that is, she was not allowed to cry.For the grandfather of Western-style aristocratic style, crying is not the style of a noble lady.And for the grandfather who thinks of a Chinese-style martial artist, martial arts practitioners bleed blood, sweat and not cry.Girls used to do the same thing. Even if she was left behind by her grandfather to receive aristocratic education because her parents divorced, and she was punished for not being graceful enough to move, even if she was practicing martial arts next to her grandfather, she did not shed tears.The boy in front of him now can cry unscrupulously, what kind of feeling is this?

After thinking about it, the girl took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Cristiano: "Here, wipe it off."

"Thank you...thank you..." Cristiano, who blushed and hiccupped after crying for a while, took the handkerchief while thanking him.The handkerchief has the same fragrance as a girl's body, and it is very white. Cristiano feels that this handkerchief is whiter than his own face, and it is cleaner than the white sheets he saw his mother wash when he was working in a hotel. Dare to use it to wipe away tears, for fear of getting dirty.

The girl saw that Cristiano only held a handkerchief in his hand but didn't use it to wipe his eyes. She simply took the handkerchief from Cristiano's hand and wiped his eyes for him.She never wiped tears for anyone else, but she used to wipe the poo of her half-brother's dog when she lived with her grandfather, but when her half-brother saw her getting along with his dog, he wiped the dog. Sent away, she never saw the puppy again.

When the girl wiped his tears, Cristiano didn't dare to move. He stood there obediently, and he let out a long breath until the girl said yes.But immediately because the tone was too loud, he lowered his head shyly.

Unexpectedly, the next movement of the girl made Cristiano, who bowed his head, not know how to react. The girl squatted down, and then wiped the area where Cristiano had been injured by a shovel with a clean handkerchief.

Cristiano wanted to move his calf a little uncomfortably, but when he heard the girl not moving, he immediately froze there again and did not dare to move.

The girl gently wiped the injured part of Cristiano's calf twice, and then she couldn't help but frowned. At first, she thought it was a scratch, but after a closer look, a piece of skin had fallen off. This kind of injury must be healed. deal with it.

"Your wound needs to be treated." The girl stood up and told Cristiano what she had observed.

Cristiano bowed his head a little aggrieved, he was a little afraid to go home with such an injury, then his mother would scream in worry, and then he would not let him play football again.

The girl looked at Cristiano with some puzzlement, and then she suddenly remembered that when she was in Lisbon, there were sometimes children in her grandfather's martial arts gym, and those children sometimes had small scratches and tried to hide them from adults. I know, is this the same situation with this little boy?

"That's good, come with me to my house." The girl invited. "I have a medicine box at home, which can treat wounds."

Cristiano, with his head down, nodded his fluffy head twice, and the little boy scratched the ground with his feet awkwardly.

"My name is Sandrine, Sandrine Auerstadt." The girl introduced herself.

"Cristiano, Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Aveiro."

Sandrine raised her eyebrows. Although she had lived in Portugal for several years, she still couldn't bear the long Portuguese name.

"Come with me, Cristiano." Sandrina said and walked to the front.Cristiano watched her back, and hurriedly followed her when she turned around and made a urging movement.It was a proud and shy thing for a boy his age to go home with a girl, a beautiful girl he met for the first time.

But as Cristiano followed Sandrine farther and farther, his head couldn't help but lower his head.He knows where he is now. This is a relatively affluent area of ​​Funchal. The houses here are all white, which looks better than his three-bedroom house, which leaks when it rains. a lot of.

Looking at the houses passing by, the [-]-year-old Cristiano secretly made up his mind that he must work hard to make money when he grows up, so that the whole family can live in a house with a white exterior wall and a sea view.

Sandrina stopped in front of a house: "This is my home."

Cristiano was a little nervous and wanted to tidy up his clothes, but when he looked down, he found that because of playing football before and being blocked by people later, his clothes were dirty and torn , looks almost like a beggar.Because of his embarrassment, Cristiano was a little afraid to enter Sandrine's house.

"Come in." Sandrina had already opened the door and walked in, only to find that the little boy was still standing outside the door.

"Well, my clothes are torn." Cristiano said a little shyly. Their family's family background was very poor, but his mother taught him to be polite when visiting other people's houses since he was a child. Clean clothes are all necessary here. arrived.

"It's okay, it's just me and my grandfather at home." Sandrina actually didn't pay much attention to Cristiano's clothes, although her grandfather taught her very strictly in this regard since she was a child.

"Oh." Seeing Sandrina's repeated urging, Cristiano could only walk into Sandrina's house carefully, and before entering, he kept arranging his hair, trying to make his hairstyle look It looks better, but for a small curly hair, it is difficult to arrange the hair well.He was a little envious of those handsome male stars on TV whose hair was well-groomed with hairspray. When he got rich, he would also buy a lot of hairspray, and use it for hairstyles every day, um, one bucket at a time.

While thinking, Cristiano walked into Sandy's house.The first thing that came into his sight at Sandy's house was a large yard. There were several strange wooden stakes in the yard. There was also a single wooden stake over there, with several sticks inserted obliquely like twigs. Small wooden sticks.On the other side, there is a table with a net hanging in the middle of the table, I don't know what it is for.

In addition to these weird things in the yard, Cristiano was also attracted by the two red papers pasted on both sides of the gate of Sandrine's house, which had some symbols that Cristiano didn't know at all written in black handwriting ( Word).Sure enough, Sandrine is an alien superheroine!Cristiano once again deepened his guess about Sandrine's identity. He even guessed that this is the base of a certain alien planet stationed on the earth. If threatened, it will immediately transform into a spaceship and fly into the sky.Now that he is invited here, does it mean that he is accepted, and then like Batman with Robin, he will become Sandrine's assistant, and then defend the earth together?

Cristiano's dream of being a superhero defending the earth was interrupted before an old man in what he saw as a fancy dress came out of the house. "Sandy, who is this little guy?" The old man spoke to Sandrine in a language that Cristiano could not understand.

Sandrina answered the old man's question with the same language in Cristiano's adoring eyes of "she is indeed an alien": "Grandpa, I met a few people who bullied him just now, so I saved him. His leg was hurt and he didn't seem to be in the right mind, so I brought him back to treat the wound."

At this time, Cristiano still doesn't know the benefits of learning another foreign language, at least he can refute when others say that his brain is not good!At this moment, he could only look at the grandparents and grandchildren with a shy and adoring smirk, not knowing that they had already discussed his brain problem.

After the grandparents and grandchildren finished speaking, the old man looked at Cristiano and said, "Come with me." He said this in Portuguese, and he only said it when he was facing his relatives or apprentices from the former martial arts school. Can speak Chinese.

Cristiano nodded, and followed the grandparents and grandchildren honestly into their house.When he entered the house, he saw the layout inside that he had never seen before, which deepened his idea that the two people in front of him were aliens.

Sandrine let Cristiano sit down in a long, hard chair with a back, and followed her grandfather to get the medicine box.

Cristiano looked around the layout of the house. There were paintings on the walls, which looked like landscapes, but he was sure that the paintings must not be here in Funchal.The painting also looked weird, unlike the landscape paintings he had seen in textbooks.There is also a sculpture over there, the sculpture's face is dyed red, with a long beard, wearing green clothes, a green hat on his head, and a long beard in his hand. A long and somewhat strange weapon.For an [-]-year-old boy who grew up in Funchal and had never been to Lisbon, let alone Chinatown, everything he saw now surprised him and made him even more convinced that the family must be hiding in the The idea of ​​aliens from Earth.

So when Sandrine brought a basin of water and her grandfather came over with a medicine box, Cristiano asked, "Are you aliens? Are you from Krypton? Or from Cybertron?" From the planet?"

If it were a child who grew up with Japanese anime culture, Sandrina would say: "I came from Nebula M20." Maybe [-] years later, she would answer: "I came from KMT[-] .[-] planet.” However, for children who have neither watched Japanese comics nor Korean dramas, Sandrine’s answer is: “I come from Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain.” As a child who has just watched Journey to the West "Records", a [-]-year-old girl who is obsessed with Sun Wukong, her answer is also full of imagination.

Sandrina's answer and her serious look really bluffed Cristiano. He asked with some doubts: "Where is that?" He carefully recalled the comics he had read and recalled the hometown of those superheroes. , it seems that none of them match up.

"That's Monkey King's hometown, do you know Monkey King?"

Cristiano shook his head honestly, he really hadn't heard of it.

"That's the king of our planet, um, the monkey king, our king has issued instructions to let us occupy the earth." Sandrine said these words expressionlessly, scaring Cristiano into the chair The far end moved.In his mind, he immediately equated Sandrine with the alien villains and Decepticons in "Superman". The little boy's eyes were red again, and tears were about to flow out.Mama help, I was caught by alien villains!

Sandrina's grandfather watched her granddaughter frighten people seriously. He also didn't have much expression on his face, but he was happy in his heart.He has two sons, but only one daughter. The daughter married a Frenchman regardless of his opposition, but the marriage ended in divorce. In recent years, he has been fighting with that Frenchman's father over the issue of his granddaughter's education. For a long time, the granddaughter caught between the two of them has not been very happy.But seeing his granddaughter in the mood to lie to children today, he suddenly had a little liking for that foreign child with a big head and a small body.

"Okay, Sandy, don't scare him anymore. In case he pees his pants, you will be responsible for cleaning my couch." The old man specially spoke to his granddaughter in Portuguese to appease the little boy. The possibility just mentioned is really too bad.

Cristiano blinked, then looked at Sandrina, his eyes were redder, full of accusations, accusing Sandrina of lying to him. "You lied to me!" Cristiano said angrily to Sandrina, whose heart was hurt as a stupid young boy.

Seeing that Cristiano was crying, Sandrine felt a little guilty: "I'm sorry." She immediately apologized to the child. She seemed to have played too much, and her grandfather would definitely punish her later.

Cristiano didn't appreciate it: "You even lied to me about your name, your name is not Sandrina at all!" He heard clearly that Sandrina's grandfather called her Sandy.

"My name is Sandrina, but people close to me call me Sandy." Sandrina quickly stopped Cristiano from accusing her of accusations.

"Then I'll call you Sandy too." Cristiano blinked, taking some advantage for himself.

"Okay." Sandy nodded helplessly. Sure enough, young children are not easy to coax.She regretted picking him up and sent him home if she knew about it.

Apart from crying, Cristiano also knows how to let it go. There are still tears on his eyelashes, but he has already shown a silly smile to Sandy: "You can also call me Chris, my mother and they all call me that." .”

"Well, hello Chris." Sandy coughed, then shook hands with Cristiano solemnly: "I'm sorry just now, I shouldn't have lied to you."

"Then you won't lie to me in the future?"

"will not."

"Then you are really not aliens?"

"No." Sandy felt a little helpless, how obsessed this kid is with aliens.

Grandpa Sandy, who had watched enough excitement, finally spoke at this time: "Sandy is here to help, help me clean up his wound."

"Okay." Sandy squatted down, washed the wound on Cristiano's calf with the clean water in the basin, and wiped the wounds on other parts of his body by the way.

Cristiano sat in the chair he now knew as the couch, and bit his lip watching Sandy's movements, from his angle he could only see the top of Sandy's head, a protruding lock of hair on top of her head Shaking with her movements.He shrank his feet back a little shyly. He went to bed without taking a shower last night, and he played football for a long time today, so the smell might not be very good.

"Don't move." Sandy said suddenly, so scared that Cristiano sat there and didn't dare to move.

After Sandy cleaned up all the wounds that needed to be treated, Grandpa Sandy began to treat his wounds, and then took out a bottle of potion with a strange smell and color.

"Don't move around, Sandy, just watch him and tell him not to move around." After the old man ordered, after seeing that Sandy had grabbed Cristiano's arm, he poured out a little of the potion, and then He rubbed and massaged some bruised places on Cristiano's body with his hands stained with the medicine.He just discovered that the child's body has some injuries to his muscles and bones. Although it is not as obvious as the trauma, it is much more serious than the trauma.

This kind of massage rubs away the sprained muscles and bones, which is still very painful for a little boy. Cristiano's eyes turned red again, and he wanted to struggle, but Sandy's hand was very powerful to suppress him and let him move. no.

"Okay." After a while, Grandpa Sandy signaled that Sandy could let go.

Sandy shook her hands, and then looked at Cristiano who was weeping. It was the first time she saw such a crying little boy. The brothers, big and small, she had seen in her grandfather's martial arts gym before None of this.

"Wipe it off." Sandy went to twist a towel and handed it to Cristiano, "My grandfather just helped you treat all the sprains. If those injuries are not treated, they will be very serious in the future."

Cristiano's eyes were healed a lot by the hot and humid towel, and he found that after the painful tossing just now, he seemed to feel a lot better physically, as if it was really what Sandy said.So he laughed through his tears, and immediately smirked at Sandy.

Sandy glanced at him angrily. Apart from crying, this brat can also smirk. Does he really need to check his brain?

"Okay, Sandy, take him to your room to find a change of clothes, and get him something to eat." Grandpa Sandy has already packed the medicine box, and he is walking around with two stone balls in his hand. Went to the yard, his old man started to study a chess game yesterday, but he didn't understand it yet, so he didn't have time to continue tossing with a little fool.

"Come on, go to my room."

The author has something to say: I posted Chapter 1 yesterday, and received many comments from everyone during this day.It feels great, everyone didn't abandon this stupid author, so the excited and confused stupid author hugged everyone directly.Work hard to update, and watch the sweet and silly daily life of Luo Er and his green plum with everyone.

The first meeting of Luo Er and Qing Mei, please consciously bring in the image of an eight-year-old child who has never seen it in the countryside in the early 90s, so it is acceptable to ask what aliens are asked and fantasize about becoming alien partners.However, Luo Er's childhood photos are quite cute, and there is another one that I guess is about 12 years old in a shirt. Looking at that photo, there will always be a feeling that the song "Little Boy" is about to be sung.

Qingmei is of mixed race, and now she is vacationing in Madeira with her Chinese grandfather, and she will gradually unlock her background in the future.

I looked through the archived manuscripts, and the first twelve chapters were all about Luo when he was eight years old. After all, there are still stories to write about the beginning of the two children.Later, as we grow older, we will experience growing pains and various problems of entering adult society.

I have already thought about the title, copywriting, and cover of the big-eyed article, and the name is "Because Your Eyes Are Too Big".However, I still concentrate on the book one by one. After Luo Er's writing, I will open my eyes. I guess it can be opened by the end of the year at the earliest.Let's wait for a while to open the copy, otherwise I am really afraid that I will not be able to resist the temptation and open it directly.

Last night, while watching the game, I soaked my feet, but the water was not cold, and the first goal of South Korea appeared.Later, the second, and the third, I felt that I couldn't stand it any longer, and what was waiting for the national team might be a massacre.Then when I was about to switch channels, I scored two goals in two or three minutes, and it was our Chinese team!Well, even though we lost the first game, we can still see a little bit of a new look. Although our defense is terribly scumbag, and although our forwards still can't find the crosshairs, at least we can see the fighting spirit.Keep working hard, although I always say that I must not watch it, but I will still watch it, and my pigs still have to like and support them.

ps, I think the top two in the group can only be fought for, and it is more realistic for the third in the group to play a play-off.