The years I played football at Real Madrid

Chapter 132 James Cyril Contradictions

"Have you heard? Cyril was kicked out of the room by James, kicked in the chest, and Cyril flew straight out, hit the ground, and fainted without even humming. But, to be honest, it's just James The strength on his feet, Cyril is not in the intensive care unit now is because he has reservations."

"What's the matter? Isn't it normal for Cyril to be dealt with by James? It happened often before. It's just that this time it's a little bit more fierce."

"Since Cyril won the Golden Globe, oh, no, from the first half of the season, James didn't do anything to him easily. You know, when a child grows up, he should save a little face, and seeing James like this He will retire in two or three years, Cyril will take over Real Madrid, for his future prestige, James will definitely respect Cyril."

"It's all right, why did Cyril go to James' room? Isn't this just looking for a beating? It's too late for others to hide from James, so he's fine, and he gets a beating by himself."

"Maybe James was too used to Cyril before, so he didn't have any sense of propriety. James' room, can he enter casually? He took a lunch break at noon, and Cyril thought he was great, so he ran in to find James. Guess it must have disturbed him, as soon as James got up and got angry, he beat Cyril directly."

"Tsk tsk, I heard that the kick is a bit hard, and it will take more than a week to recuperate."

In the Real Madrid locker room, everyone whispered about what happened yesterday afternoon with James Cyril.However, when Captain David came out, no one dared to say anything.

David had a headache. In fact, he didn't know why James suddenly erupted yesterday afternoon. When Cyril went too far and made trouble for no reason, James just smiled and pretended nothing happened. Why did he suddenly erupt Woolen cloth?And David also felt that what James did was wrong, obviously James spoiled Cyril like this, whoever spoiled him should be responsible, right?

"They... cough cough... There must be a little conflict. But I hope that as teammates, we will stop discussing this matter. When reporters and media interviews, everyone should keep their mouths shut, okay?" David Although it was a question, but his eyes passed over everyone, no one thought he was asking, it was a notice.

There are no players in the Real Madrid dressing room who have low emotional intelligence.

Everyone promised not to tell the outside world, even their own wives and children. They just communicated with each other in the team to see if they could help.

David is very satisfied with everyone's knowledge and interest. "Well, when James comes later, you can ask him yourself."

But there are very few warriors who really dare to face James.

James arrived at the locker room according to his usual time, sat down, and looked around everyone. Very well, the locker room was either dumb or deaf, so he didn't need to make too many excuses.

Today's training is the same as before, and it doesn't feel like anything is missing because Cyril is not there.Five days later, they will usher in the same city derby, but to be honest, the threat of Atletico Madrid is not too great. Atletico Madrid is full of injured soldiers, so they can only form a broken formation, and Real Madrid still has James.

It's just a little different. James called out Lambert today, "Come here, let me see your free kick."

Lambert was so frightened that he shrank his hands and looked terrified, "I won't, I won't!"

James looked at him coldly, "When you were at Manchester United, you were still the number one shooter. Now that you have been in Real Madrid for a few years, have you regressed?"

Lambert was afraid that James would get angry and grabbed him and beat him up. He said frankly, "I haven't taken a free kick since I arrived at Real Madrid. The free kicks in our team are not all from you and Siri. Did I arrange it?"

"You will be the one to take the penalty from now on." James said coldly, "Don't mention Cyril to me. Come here, and show me the free throw."

what does that mean?Cyril is completely out of favor.

Lambert didn't know what happened yesterday afternoon, but the biggest beneficiary of Cyril's incident turned out to be him.Real Madrid's free kicks are set to be James as the first penalty shooter, and his free throws also have the highest success rate.This is the supreme authority of James.Only when James is unwilling to play, will he share a little bit with others.Before thinking about letting Cyril take over, James often tried to let Cyril take the penalty, no matter whether he wins or loses, let him practice his foot sense.

What now?

Now James himself said that Lambert will make free throws-does it mean that there will be any changes in the heir appointed by James?

Lambert was almost moved to tears, as if his daughter-in-law of 20 years had become a mother-in-law. "Really? Really let me kick?"

James grabbed Lambert's collar and smiled, "You want to reject me?"

Lambert exaggerated immediately: "No one can refuse you! My king, you are the most dazzling star in the sky, you are..."

James curled his lips, and Lambert stopped talking.He carefully glanced at James' face, and boasted: "I'll play right away! I can play! I used to be the number one free thrower when I was at Manchester United!"

Then the first free kick hit the plane, and the defender didn't even jump up. The difficulty factor was extremely low, and he hit the plane.

Lambert is embarrassed, and James is a little disappointed.

Before, he had the patience to practice free kicks with Cyril every day, but when he switched to Lambert, he felt very reluctant.He thought about it, maybe it was because Cyril took a detour and took him to race along, he was in no mood to start over.But in the current situation, it is impossible to train without changing people, but excellent talents are not so easy to find.Lambert is the best candidate after Cyril - it really doesn't work, so I can only try to brainwash and hypnotize the Barcelona kid raised at home.

James looked at Lambert. "Fifty free kicks a day. I'll check in a week."

"Okay, okay." Lambert said, "Actually, I'm not that bad. It's just that I haven't played for a long time and I haven't found the feeling. As long as you give me time, I will be able to practice well. I promise you! "

James said: "I don't need your guarantee. If you get kicked, there will naturally be many fans who 'care' about you."

I don't know if it's Lambert's illusion, but today's James is weird... It's not that he talks and acts strangely, it's just that... um... it's just not the same as before.Yesterday, James' expression was more lively and his smile was a little more. If he was offended, he wouldn't be really angry, and he would feel comfortable after kicking him.When James looked at people yesterday, there was a smile in his eyes, but today James didn't smile at all, he was cold.

He is not surprised because Lambert has been with James for a while, and now James is more like the James a long time ago-a cold passerby on the throne.Lambert used to call him that quietly.

In this way, James must have had a big fight with Cyril yesterday, right?Lambert guessed.

But it’s not. The one in front of him is suddenly returning to the original world. He can’t see his beloved baby Alan. He can’t flirt with Ronaldo xjb. The dog is gone. There is no Morata Ramos Asen Theo, Marcelo, Benzema, Bel Modric. I don’t know what happened to the baby Allen. He was kissed by the dog. If he was here, he would punch the dog’s teeth out with a punch. James with an explosive mentality.

Especially after experiencing the scene with Cyril yesterday afternoon.

When James came back, he should still be sleeping. Just after he fell asleep in a daze, the door was opened. In the middle of the afternoon, Cyril came to "teach alone" with him again. At first James saw that Cyril had no other reaction. He was still a little drowsy and thought he was still in a dream.

Then Cyril smiled and came over to kiss him on the mouth. How fast James reacted, he stepped back and slapped him with his hand.

The beating was very loud, and with a snap, Cyril was stunned.

Cyril was frightened, his breathing was messed up, and he asked James, "What's wrong with you?"

James sat on the bed, slowly returning to his senses.

He looked at Cyril, then at his hands, and finally at the room, making sure that he came back suddenly.

Cyril had been spoiled by James all this time.James promised him before that he would never hit his partner in the future, and it was indeed the case later, he tried his best to spoil Cyril, no matter what Cyril did, James fully tolerated it, but Cyril was crawling on the bed. When it was on his head, James just smiled and scratched the soles of his feet, not angry at all.Cyril also forgot a little bit the shadow of being violent by James.

I was slapped suddenly today. It wasn't a joking slap, it was a real slap.Cyril could feel the swollen flesh as thick as five fingers on the part of his face where he was beaten, and it was hot and painful.

He didn't want to cry, he was a big man after all, it's not good to cry, but the physical pain still filled his eyes with tears.

"Cyril?" James called to him.

Cyril is the kind of person who can handle things especially well. He endured the slap just now and pretended to be relaxed. "What's wrong? Are you sleepy? Why did you hit me?"

James already knew from Allen that Cyril was later with his "self" in this world. What was the reason for "myself" to choose to accept Cyril? At one point, he felt that Cyril was particularly wasting the time and energy he had previously invested.

I have really worked hard to train him, and all the plans have been made, at least for 5 years. When the time comes, James will be able to enjoy his retired life comfortably.

As a result, Cyril bent over and came to mess with his 'himself'.

James couldn't accept it in his heart, and his attitude towards Cyril was very bad.

"You know why, you deserve this slap," James said, "When I went to Arsenal to find you and asked you to come to Real Madrid, what did I tell you?"

Cyril endured it, but he still couldn't hold it back. The bridge of his nose was sore, his eyes became hot, and two tears rolled down. "You said you liked me and wanted to be with me in the future."

James said "ha", very speechless, and shook his head, "How did you remember this? Let me tell you, I like your talent very much, and I want to bring you to Real Madrid in the future, play football together, and then train you The new King of Real Madrid. I said, your talent is the best among your peers, and I only want the best. As long as you work hard in the future, I will give you all my honor. I said, I hope you can Take on the burden of Real Madrid after me. You said yes to me, you promised me... But do you only listen to people who you want to listen to?"

Cyril looked up at him: "What do you mean by saying this now?"

"It's nothing, I'm just disappointed in you."

Cyril's tears started to fall uncontrollably, and the warm tears ran across the cheek that was slapped just now. It hurt very much, and he felt that it hurt just like being gouged out.

disappointment?Disappointed with him?What's there to be disappointed about?

Cyril sneered, and said, "Why are you disappointed? What are you talking about about Real Madrid and inheritance... Have you asked me if I am willing?"

"You promised me, and I will work hard to train you, but look at you now!" James looked at him sternly, "Look at what you look like now?"

After a while, Cyril suddenly said: "I'm fine now, I'm living a very happy life."

"Is it good to be fucked by me?" James asked him, his eyes were like ice, and his words were like blades, "You are so short of men? Huh? Is it all right as long as you are a man who is strong and capable of doing you? You even you You don't want your career in the future? Have you played football for more than [-] years, just to find a man to rape you?"

"Cyril, I really despise you."

Cyril seemed to have a mine in his mind. James, who was supposed to be his closest and favorite, took a match and ignited his fuse.Cyril was stunned, and regardless of whether he was James' opponent or not, he squeezed his fist and rushed forward. James grabbed his fist and pushed hard, and Cyril screamed. James grabbed his hand and turned his back. , carrying the person to the door.

Cyril still reached out to try to grab the door, James opened his fingers a little bit, "Get out, don't let me see you again."

Why, why did it suddenly happen?

"You, are you Alan? Ah? Or are you another personality, why do you treat me like this?" Cyril is a big man after all, he wants to thump, and James doesn't want to hurt him. Nothing.

"Why do you look down on me? How dare you? James! Who do I want my career for? Who messed with me? I just want to be with you..."

Before Cyril finished speaking, James kicked him, kicking directly on Cyril's chest.He also withdrew a little force, and Cyril flew three meters away, fell to the ground, and passed out directly.