[Football] The world's first arrogant

"Why do I feel that you can't play but you are not sad at all?" Before the game against Levante, Cassie asked while changing clothes, sitting next to him and watching the whole locker room silently. Cristiano, "This is not like you. Even if you were replaced at 80 minutes in the game, you would pout and lose your temper for a long time."

"That's how I remember it." Ramos saw that there didn't seem to be a plot setting of 'the captain scolding the deputy' today, so he hurriedly came over, "Cristiano, to be honest, I think you have been out of order lately— —I thought you would be depressed for a long time after the injury, but it took you only half a day to heal yourself? This is not like you."

Cristiano rubbed his nose and snapped back, "Why do you say that? What kind of childish temper am I? Seriously, I'm already an adult."

This time even the starter Kaka, who was just listening silently at the beginning, couldn't help laughing, which caused Cristiano to look at him very dissatisfied, and asked loudly: "Rich, you actually laughed Me! Did I say something wrong?"

Kaka held back a smile and shook his head, "No, I just find it strange--Ikar is right, you are in a good mood after being injured? This is indeed too unusual."

"I'm just thinking about it," Cristiano insisted with a smile, "and, to be honest, I feel like I'm getting the benefits I already deserved after this injury. How about an old Chinese saying? 'No good luck'? Maybe. I guess it's just more and more good things that are going to happen."

Cassie: A person who has stayed in the UK for several years and only uses the adjective 'g' when he dislikes the taste of food, it's amazing that he can learn some old Chinese sayings with this kind of learning ability.

"You don't know anything at all!" Cristiano looked at Cassie's mocking eyes, and waved his hand nonchalantly, "Do you know? After we came back from the away game that day, Ann and my mother had a little She told my mother herself that she never wanted to leave me."

The locker room, which was still messy just now, suddenly fell silent at this moment, and everyone's eyes pointed at the three of Cassie with a sense of condemnation, "Why did you tell him this?You all know that in the end you will hurt the world! '

Cassie deeply reflected on what he had done, turned his head and said to Kaka nonchalantly: "The head coach said before that we lost too many points in the first ten rounds of the league last year, which caused us to lose the league. Champion, so we must try our best to get all the points in the first ten rounds of this year-this task is not easy to complete. Especially," he still glanced at Cristiano, "Cristiano is injured today, maybe our task is even more important Tough. Rich, it's all up to you today. This is a great opportunity."

Although Cassie said it as tactfully as possible, and did not point out what a "good opportunity" was, Kaka—even everyone who heard this sentence, still understood what he meant.

Mourinho's attitude has been very firm. If it wasn't for Cristiano's injury, he probably wouldn't let Kaka start anyway.In other words, if Kaka performs well this time, maybe he can still occupy some favorable positions in the transfer negotiations.

Kaka was silent for a while, then pursed his lips and smiled, and said thank you softly to Cassie - he is not a child anymore, there is no need to insist too much on unnecessary things.

Life is real, and you should grab what you can as soon as possible.

Moreover, Kaka guessed, this starting opportunity may be the last tenderness that Mourinho and his coaching staff can give him to the former Mr. The group doesn't seem so incompetent.

Cristiano tilted his head and watched the interaction between the two. After a while, he grinned, got up and walked over to hug Kaka's shoulder, and whispered, "Come on, we will win."

It is only natural that Cristiano would say this, after all, Levante has never been a strong team.

However, Cristiano's blessing was not fulfilled, and Mourinho's good wish of scoring 30 points in ten rounds also came to naught—Levante not only did not lose, but even triumphantly beat Real Madrid 0:1 , And forced Real Madrid to be sent off alone.

"Are you crazy?" Mourinho loudly questioned Khedira, the German midfielder who joined Real Madrid more than a year ago, after the game, "You compete with those unknown players in Levante and find yourself A red card? For God's sake! Conceding three points is bad enough and you're suspended! I can't imagine anything worse in the world!"

Khedira wiped her hair with a towel, lowered her head and said nothing.

After a moment of hesitation, Cassie also gave up persuading. Obviously, he thought that speaking for Khedira at this time might make people feel that there was a disagreement between him and Mourinho—— Opinions are not uniform.

This is by no means a good thing.

Gu Bei stood at the door of the locker room and asked the team doctor about Cristiano's situation. On the other hand, he was also watching with cold eyes. Although she felt that it was inappropriate for the head coach to complain about the behavior of the players on the field, she had never cared about Hedi after all. Pulling this person, so even if she wanted to persuade her, she couldn't say anything—not to mention, she still hasn't judged whether she should 'speak'.

"Ann, I think you should persuade Mr. Coach."

Gu Bei was taken aback by the voice from behind, turned his head and found that it was Mr. Freiro, a reporter from the "Marca" who he didn't know.She smiled and thanked the team doctor who introduced Cristiano's injury status to her, and then turned her head to Mr. Frero and said with a smile: "Why? Actually, I think I can understand Mr. Coach. After all, today's result It's really too bad—speaking of which, I thought you would blame Mr. Khedira's impulsiveness, but I didn't expect...you still seem to be towards him?"

"Mr. Khedira is very impulsive, but this impulsiveness is not without reason." Mr. Frero seemed to know something, but he didn't intend to say it directly.

Gu Bei looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Harris, should I first ask you what you want, or should I ask you what you know?"

Mr. Frero looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to the conversation between the two of them, so he lowered his voice, "You have made a decision—a very wise decision." He smiled, "What I want Not much, just an exclusive interview with Mr. Messi. Interpreting our worst enemy from the perspective of a Madridista. I believe this topic will be a hit."

If you don't believe me, look up, who the heavens have forgiven.

Gu Bei, who always likes to play with others, feels that he has been played by others, but considering the exposure rate problem mentioned by the old Mr. Macy that day, Gu Bei still gave Mr. Frero a goodwill from himself without any psychological burden. "I will report this to old Mr. Macy and try to convince him. However, I will also tell him that our propaganda team will read your manuscript to avoid..."

In case you get caught up in a whim at that time, you really blacken Macy's into a 'coal'... Then you will be famous all over the world, wouldn't it be me who lost his job and was kicked out?

She didn't finish, but it was clear that Mr. Frero also knew what 'Madridian' and 'Messi' looked like in the eyes of others.So he readily agreed and paid before the arrival of the goods, "Mr. Khedira is worried that his future in Real Madrid will be affected by some 'non-competitive factors'. And as far as I know, the current locker room There's more than one person who thinks that way."

"What is the 'non-competitive factor'?" Gu Bei vaguely had an answer in his mind.

"Half of the main players in this locker room are owned by Mr. Mendes. Isn't this the most important 'non-competitive factor'? In other words, anyone may be worried that Mr. Mendes and Mr. Mourinho will let the His own players, occupying the Real Madrid dressing room?" Mr Freiro shrugged, "very legitimate concerns, and I would feel the same if I were them."

Gu Bei quickly understood what Freiro meant—after all, Frero had made his words very clear, and this was not even a hint, "Then you said, there are many people, what do you mean? Anyone else have the same idea?"

Mr. Frero frowned and looked at the people in the locker room who were depressed because of the loss, "Those who were originally starters, but now they can only sit on the bench; those who think highly of themselves, but are now looked down upon by the head coach .They're all going to be dissatisfied, and they're all going to think they've been treated unfairly — and while I personally don't like players thinking that way, I don't think it's vexatious if it happens."

Gu Bei frowned. On the one hand, she felt that the scope of Mr. Frero's attack was too large, but from another angle, she seemed unable to refute his point of view.After thinking for a long time, I had no choice but to ask, "Who are you talking about?"

"Who was expected to have high hopes? Who was recently threatened by the players under Mr. Mendes? Isn't this a very clear thing? Others don't talk about it, just talk about Kaka. Does he have no reason not to like Mr. Coach?" Mr. Lei Luo said.

"Who did you hear these things from?"

"Of course it's the player's agent." Mr. Frero curled his lips. "In short, the source of the news is very reliable."

If it is said that Khedira is someone Gu Bei doesn't know, but Kaka is a person that Gu Bei has come into contact with.

If the Son of God can hate Mourinho... Is Mourinho really angry?

Gu Bei didn't quite believe it.But I always feel that there is at least nothing wrong with thinking about the bad in advance - besides, since this matter is said by the player's agent, it is at least [-]% credible.Thinking about it this way, Gu Bei decided to tell Mourinho everything first, and let him pay more attention.

However, Mourinho didn't seem to care about this, "I let Khedira play, so I can't blame me for the reason why he came down again? Could it be that I pushed him to argue with the opponent's players and ended up getting Red card? Khedira is a reasonable player, he cannot understand this logic."

"It's not a question of whether he understands reason, but his agent. Does his agent sound reasonable when he says this to the reporter? I think it's time to see if he can appease him." Let them go, at least get over the difficulties first, and don't let them have conflicts now."

Mourinho waved his hand, "I will pay attention. But to be honest, Ann, don't you think it's strange? Why did Mr. Frero tell you about this instead of telling me directly? Even if he didn't How to like me, but tell you? You are just my assistant on a personal level, not an official coaching staff member."