The years I played football at Real Madrid

Chapter 124 Acne

jm diary:

"I really don't understand Cyril's brain circuit.

I heard that he had a little conflict with the Arsenal people in the away dressing room today. I was planning to have a good chat with him, but Cyril gave me a wronged and angry look and walked away.

When I got home, I drove my own car first.

I didn't have a car, so I waited alone in the parking lot for 15 minutes before I finally caught a security guard's car and went back.

After returning, Cyril was not at home, and the house was deserted.

I wondered if he had returned to his home, and felt a little disappointed. After a while, Cyril actually opened the door and came back with a big bag in his hand. Save money, especially on things that are not necessary... Cyril, your mask is useless.You have no masculinity at all, and no matter what you become, you are much prettier than me, I will always like you...'

Wait, what does the sex toy in the bottom of the bag mean?

I couldn't believe it and pulled out a bunny tail plug. 'Have we reached the point where we have to use props?I thought I could satisfy you every time. '

Cyril was very angry and took away the rabbit's tail. 'Now, do it with me. '

'Not so good?We haven't eaten, watched TV, showered, blown our hair...wait, wait, what are you squatting for?Yeah...don't, it's dirty in there. 'I grabbed Cyril's hair, and he was already beginning to huff and puff.

Today, Cyril is still enthusiastic.

It's just that he didn't know what was wrong today, he kept pestering me on the bed, and asked me to call him Sese, 'I am Sese, that's how you wrote me when you signed me. '

'Yes, yes, yes, can I cum? '

Cyril grabbed my face, 'I'm Sese, and none of the vixens outside, you hear me? '

'I heard it, I heard it. 'At times like this, I can only give in.

Who knows what kind of flying vinegar Cyril ate. "

"Good shot!...What a ghost!" James patted his thigh in disappointment, pointed at Benzema galloping on the field, pointed at Jiangshan, and swallowed the mountains and rivers, "Just a little more and you will get in! Just like that A little bit, a little bit of hairspray! What's going on? Did you run out of money to buy hairspray? Tell me earlier, I'll give you the money!"

The entire bench looked at him quietly, and the team next door also looked over.

James didn't feel embarrassed at all. Asensio dragged him back and whispered, "Don't get excited, don't get excited, come on, drink some water first, and stabilize yourself."

He has a good attitude and considerate service. James nodded, just listened to him, and sat back to watch the game honestly.

People are honest, and they are still talking about it. "You guys are playing too quietly. It's not like playing football. It's a bit like a freestyle football exhibition game. It's not bloody at all. Just now, the player dared to rush forward and just kicked him..."

Asensio tugged at his sleeve, "Hush your voice, keep your voice down."

James is very dissatisfied, today's game shouldn't be so aggrieved.Real Betis is not a very strong opponent, but their "defense" is too strong. Real Madrid players are all expensive, so of course they dare not fight against them.It wasn't a good game at all.

James is a little sulking. He is using Allen's body now. Allen's foot is a little strained. He will definitely not be able to play in this game.Otherwise, James really wants to go up and let Real Betis see the reason for his great reputation.

In the 78th minute, Cristiano Piccini committed a ferocious foul and was sentenced to death by the referee. Two yellows turned into one red, and he was sent off with a red card!

Soon, Zidane chose a substitution.Isco is replaced by Asensio.

In the 81st minute of the game, Real Madrid overtook the score, Kroos took a corner kick, Ronaldo and Benzema competed for the top to attract the defense, Ramos, who was not defended, rushed into the net from the edge of the penalty area, 2-1.

Ramos again.

Ramos ran for a while, kissed the ring on his hand, and blew a kiss to the bench, not knowing who he was going to give it to.

Is kissing the ring a must-have for the captain of Real Madrid?Why did David kiss before, and Ramos here also kissed the ring by coincidence?James looked at Ramos and thought of the old guy David over there. He didn't know what happened to David now. He must continue to be his captain with a cold appearance and a funny heart, and continue to bully those people with a tiger face. newcomer.

James couldn't help laughing. Isco wiped his face and asked James why he was smiling. I always felt that his smile was indescribably weird.

James frowned and asked Isco, "Real Madrid scored, shouldn't I laugh?"

"But, it's not this kind of smile." Isco got closer to him and said, "How did you watch my game today? How did I play? Do you think I played well?"

"Not bad." James smiled evilly, "The kick is much better than the real corgi. You don't know, I see you running on the court, your big butt is twisting and twisting, I want to go up and kick you. "

Isco angrily moved his water glass to the side.

James poked him, "Okay, let me tell you why I laughed. In fact, there is nothing else, just a sudden feeling - Real Madrid captains are trustworthy and good people. Sese helped Real Madrid overtake the score today, I was very moved ,real."

Isco said suddenly: "The other Allen is better, he has never been so bad. He is much better and cuter than you."

James laughed.James is wearing Allen's shell, and his smile is bright and bright. He is so good-looking that Isco's eyes are dazzled.James said, "That's good, you think he is cute, and you will take more care of him in the future. Alan also likes to play with you."

"I'm not saying you're bad." Isco said hastily, "I just, I just think that the other Alan is much more innocent and clean, unlike you, you're young, you always feel a little old-fashioned, Like an old man who has experienced many things... No, an old hooligan. By the way, is that Alan influenced by you? I think he has gradually become a bit hooligan."

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry." James said with a smile.

The two whispered here that the possibility of Real Betis turning over is not very great. Sure enough, until the end of the game, the score was still maintained at 2-1. Real Madrid made another victory and continued to lead the league.

After the game is over, everyone goes home.Allen cutie likes to be wrapped up with Isco Lich King, which is already a common thing in the Real Madrid team.It would be a new thing if they didn't mix together one day, among other things, Ramos and Ronaldo would definitely applaud and cheer happily.

The two continued to walk out side by side as before, but they did not expect to meet fans who wanted to sign autographs.

Isco went over to sign, and James stood by and didn't move.

"Eh? Why don't you sign?" Isco asked him in a low voice, "The fans have worked so hard to find them, and they will be very happy to get an autograph. It's just a autograph, don't let them down."

James doesn't know Allen's handwriting at all, how can he sign it?As soon as you sign, you will reveal your stuffing.If it is put on the Internet by fans, it will really play big.

He pretended to be cold and said to Isco: "Hand hurts, I can't sign."

Isco decisively exposed him, "Liar, I saw you unscrew the bottle cap just now."

James said: "I just twisted my wrist when I unscrewed the bottle cap."

Isco didn't believe that he was really so shameless, so he looked at him for a while and saw that he was unmoved, so he had no choice but to ignore it.There were a lot of fans who came to sign autographs. Apart from their side, there were Real Madrid players who were blocked in other places. It seemed that the crime was committed by a gang, and they couldn't leave for a while.

Pretending to be a little bit like that, James clutched his wrist with an apologetic face, and everyone didn't force him very much.

"Hi, Alan! That, Alan! Can you get me an autograph? I'm a big fan of yours." A [-]-year-old boy with a pimple on his face called out to him, "So, Please get me an autograph! Thanks!"

James raised a smile, "Okay, do you want my teammate's? Which one? Ronaldo?"

"No, no, I want Zidane's."

Oh Zidane.Can.James smiles. "Do you like Zidane? He is really good. He was a superb player when he was young, and he can become a generation of metaphysics coaches after retirement. You have a good vision, young man."

Acne smiled, showing the braces in his mouth, and said enthusiastically, "No, Zidane, the Zidane named Enzo."

The pen in Isco's hand fell to the ground, and James' smile froze.

After a while, James nodded, "Okay, I can get his signature for you, but unfortunately, he is not here today. You leave an address and number, and I will mail it to you after I get the signature."

The two exchanged information, and James was eager to help out for a while, but he didn't expect to be a little embarrassed.He reminded Isco to get ready to go.

Acne asked James again, "Is your wrist injured very badly? Can you play in the next game?"

James said: "It's just a little sprained, it's not convenient to sign, and the signed words will be ugly."

Acne laughed, "Ah, I thought your wrist was seriously injured. If it's just that the signature is ugly, it's okay, you, you, why don't you draw me a picture?"

James took his notebook and drew a circle on it.

Acne said: "What is this?"

"It's you," James said.

Acne laughed loudly, "No, no, it's too easy. When I take it back, my friends don't believe it's your painting. You draw me a new one, which looks a little more like it."

"My drawing is a bit abstract, are you sure you want it?" James said, "Do you know about frogs?"

"No, no frogs, you draw what you are good at."

James drew him his best cactus, thought about it, and added a lot of holes on it.