The years I played football at Real Madrid

Chapter 121 Barcelona Comeback

"jm diary:

Caring for children's physical and mental health is also for my own sense of responsibility.Today I was invited to a 'communication session' by my crybaby teacher.

The teacher knew me, and when she saw it was me, she was taken aback for a moment. Obviously, she just knew me, not my fan, and she didn't care about football at all.She and I 'communicated' for 15 minutes, and I had the feeling that I would rather die than live to raise such an idiot.

'What's the use of playing football well?Even if you don't care about playing football, sending him to school is just to learn knowledge, right?But what about him, he didn't know where he was flying after reading the textbooks, came late and left early, slept in class, and even fought with other students, so withdrawn!indifferent!eccentric!I just don't know how he got so big like this! '

'Look, I just had a fight with his classmate this afternoon. '

'I didn't take part in yesterday's exam, so I fell asleep on the table. '

I nodded, 'Yes, yes, the education in Barcelona is not very good. '

The crybaby looked up at me, then lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

The teacher continued, 'I know you are a busy person, but your child's education is still very important.Do you feel relieved that this kid was sent to school because he was so bad?If you continue to let it go like this, he will be completely rotten, and it will be like...'

I said; 'Like me. '

'what? '

I said: 'This kid is like me.I don't read very well, but I am very good at playing football.But you are wrong about one thing.I think he is very good, just as good as me... Cough, it’s far away, of course I sent him to school to learn knowledge, he can’t learn, it’s your teacher’s problem, not mine, and it’s not his. '

The crybaby quietly took my hand.

I broke up with the teacher, and when we went back, the crybaby secretly looked at me.

I'm impatient, 'what are you looking at?If you look at it again, I will beat you up. '

The crybaby said thank you, blushing like a tomato, and making a low voice like a mosquito humming.

I smiled and patted his head, 'Although you are not my child, but you live in my house, I have to cover you, right?You're welcome. 'The crybaby seemed to be thinking about something, he thought about it and looked at me again, hesitating to the end but still didn't say anything.

'I will be obedient in the future. ' said the crybaby, 'the teacher won't bother you any more. '

'fine.She was wrong in the first place. In my eyes, you are just a good boy. ' I said in good conscience.

The crybaby was very moved, with tears in his eyes, he was about to cry again... Oh my god!Crybaby really loves to cry.

It took me a lot of effort to persuade him, and when we got home, Cyril had prepared dinner and was waiting for us.The three of us sat down and had a delicious and sumptuous dinner. Under the warm lights, we ate together like a family.

I was very touched. The dream that I had always hoped for in the past actually came true one day. Although my wife has become a man and the child is a bit over-aged, it is still a relatively beautiful picture in general. up. "

The joy of Real Madrid's victory over Naples in the second leg did not last long.

Allen was still asleep at the time and was awakened by a call from Ramos.Ramos was going crazy on the phone, and kept saying: "How is it possible! How is it possible!?? It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible!!" But what exactly did Ramos say? Si did not express clearly.

Not long ago, Real Madrid defeated Naples 1-8 away in the second round of the Champions League 3/1 knockout round and qualified for the quarter-finals of the Champions League.After the game, Real Madrid captain Ramos did not forget to tease Barcelona in an interview. He said that if Barcelona lost and eliminated in the Champions League, he would sleep more soundly.

Because Real Madrid has entered the quarter-finals of the Champions League, while Barcelona lost 1-8 to Paris in the first round of the Champions League 0/4, and it is very likely that they will be eliminated.But if Barcelona is eliminated, the team will focus on the league. This is not a good thing for Real Madrid, which needs to be distracted from the Champions League, to compete for the La Liga championship, but Ramos hopes that Barcelona will lose in the Champions League.

It is true that Barcelona and Real Madrid are sworn enemies.

"If Barcelona loses, I will be very happy. If they are eliminated in the Champions League, I will sleep better." Ramos said at the time, looking a little embarrassed.

But now Ramos made such a thoughtless call, and then looked at the time, 11:40—— Immediately, Ramos let out a scream, accompanied by cheers from the TV on the other end of the phone, the phone Hang up.

Allen immediately realized that this was something wrong with Barcelona's Champions League game.

However, Paris has played Barcelona 0-4 in the first round, what else can Barcelona do?As Barcelona coach Enrique said, will he be overturned?How can it be! ?

There was a bang bang bang at the entrance of the stairs, someone ran up, paused, and knocked lightly on his door hesitantly, and Alan answered.

Isco said bitterly: "Alan, can I sleep next to you tonight? I'm afraid..."

"Is it thundering or raining outside?" Allen asked.

"No." Isco said sadly, "Barcelona is the lore."

Allen still felt a little impossible, unbelievable and a little angry at the same time.how could be?How can it be lore?What happened to Paris! ?He opened the door to let Isco in, then took out his phone, but he didn't dare to turn on the screen.

Isco hid in his bed, looking a little pitiful.

Allen reacted, "What if Barcelona wins the lore? What if Barcelona wins Paris? When the Champions League meets us, Barcelona will still kneel. Don't be afraid. We need to have confidence in ourselves. You , you get off my bed first."

Isco said: "I watched the game just now, and Barcelona's goal has cast a psychological shadow on me. I need a warm company to dispel my fear."

Allen covered his forehead angrily.He was angry at Paris for not living up to expectations, at the same time at Isco for playing a rogue, and at Barcelona for actually being able to come back.

However, when he is angry, he is quite good-looking, his eyelashes are curled up, and the cheekbones are also red, which looks very cute.

Isco looked at him carefully, fearing that the little devil would come up with some bad idea to deal with him, then shook his head, and teased him, saying, "Go down in the annals of history and surpass Milan in the first battle of Paris."

Allen sneered.

He turned on the phone, and the push content came out immediately.Barcelona this time can be described as explosive headlines. "At Camp Nou, Barcelona beat Paris Saint-Germain 6-1 at home and advanced with a total score of 6-5. The msn trident scored four goals, Kurzawa scored an own goal, and Roberto scored a lore before the end. Cavani scored for Paris."

Before going to bed, the headlines were still "Real Madrid's new star Alan Rodney made a pass and shot, shining brightly at the Sao Paulo Stadium! Real Madrid has already got Ronaldo's successor, Allen is as efficient as Ronaldo, and may become the first striker in the future !"

It always feels as if the limelight has been stolen.

Allen didn't care about these false names, but he was also a little uncomfortable. He scratched the back of his head and stared at Isco, "If you can't get off, I'll drag you out."

Isco knew that Allen would do what he said, rolled around with the quilt in his arms, and then obediently got out of Allen's bed.He muttered and said, "I sleep honestly at night, and I won't take advantage of you. What are you afraid of?"

James was overjoyed, and smiled and said to Allen, "Let him come, turn off the lights, and see who is taking advantage of whom at night, and who is crying and whining and saying no, hehehe."

Speaking of crying and moaning and saying no... Allen couldn't help but blush when he thought of Cyril in another world.

Allen ignored him, and turned to Isco and said, "Go back and give yourself a cup of hot milk, then lie down, close your eyes, don't think about it, and you will fall asleep immediately."

Isco nodded and asked, "Why do you look so calm and calm?"

"I said, Barcelona can't beat us." Allen said, "Maybe they won Paris in this game, but you look at their lineup, and then look at their injuries and red and yellow cards. They will definitely not be able to win the Champions League. In the league, we still have an advantage. As long as we can maintain our advantage, Barcelona will have nothing to do with us."

Allen said seriously: "Let them be proud for a few days first."

The Real Madrid locker room on the second day was filled with a mysterious atmosphere of "ah, Barcelona can really come back".Ramos sat down on a stool wearing socks, whispering something to Marcelo.

Bale and Modric were also whispering, Pepe was chatting with Coentrao, Isco was chatting with Asensio, and even Morata found Carvajal whispering something.

When did the Real Madrid dressing room become this kind of secret meeting?

Alan couldn't understand it, so he put the backpack away—he changed a backpack, and now it's a pure black backpack with little devils on it—although everyone thought the white rabbit bag was a bit too cute, but Alan now As soon as I changed it, I felt that the previous bag was ready again. "What are they talking about?" Allen sat down next to Ronaldo.

Ronaldo was wearing a pair of shorts. He may have just taken a shower and was wiping his hair with a towel. "How would I know? I can't hear that well."

"Is everyone talking about Barcelona? Or is it talking about Messi? Does Messi make everyone frightened?" Allen said, "I don't think there is any need to worry about Barcelona."

Ronaldo was a little displeased at first, but after listening to his last sentence, he paused again and asked, "Where did you get this confidence? Barcelona can come back 6-5, why can't they make it to the final?"

Allen looked at him, "Because they are not the strongest. We are the strongest."

"But you also know that our team has been injured a lot. If we meet Barcelona, ​​we may not..."

Allen said: "No, I don't mean the Real Madrid team. When I say 'us,' I mean you and me... and maybe James."

Ronaldo hooked his mouth and smiled, "Are we the strongest?"

Allen also smiled, "Of course, nothing else is as good as us."