legendary player [football]

Leo has not felt this kind of carefree comfort for a long time. He put aside all the trivial matters such as training, competitions, transfers and business activities, and walked aimlessly on the most prestigious street in France. The company of another person is just perfect.

However, another person is like a king, holding his Delaunay Cup, and together with his teammates and family members, accepting the worship of his people on the most famous Liberty Avenue in Lisbon.From the moment the national team's special plane arrived at Portela Airport, tens of thousands of fans had come to wait for it.

It was in stark contrast to Leo's idleness.

When he was thinking like this, a low call really came from his ears, a very soft and cautious voice called his name: "Leo."

It was a girl's voice.

Classmate Leo thought he had met a fan, and was about to sign autographs or take a group photo when he turned around, but he didn't know that there was a familiar face behind him.

The girl was wearing a simple t-shirt and shorts, slightly curly blond hair hanging over her shoulders, and a pink hairpin pinned to her head, but the most eye-catching thing was her pair of sky-defying long legs.

"" I haven't seen you for so long, classmate Leo couldn't remember his name for a while.In fact, he didn't have a deep impression of her legs, but what he recognized immediately was the girl's eyes that were as nimble as a kitten when she looked at him.

Seeing the confused look on his face, the girl felt hurt for a moment, and then she introduced herself nonchalantly: "Did you forget me, I'm Deborah, and we worked together on the beats earphone commercial. A month ago, I I also went to see your opening match."

Of course, Leo remembered who she was, but he didn't remember her name. Usually, when Marquis and the others joked with him, they would call her "Little Fairy".

Out of politeness, Leo took off his hat to greet the girl, but his somewhat excessively long hair instantly pleased the little fairy in the summer breeze on the streets of Paris.

However, Deborah immediately realized her inappropriate behavior, she restrained her smile, and her delicate face became serious: "I watched the live broadcast yesterday." Her sapphire eyes rolled, "Uh, I mean, don't be sad, you already He did a great job and is a hero in the hearts of the French people."

The two walked side by side on the Champs Elysees. The girl was tall, but standing next to Leo still felt like a little bird.Although the two of them were just chatting without any intimate behavior, they still attracted the envious eyes of passers-by.

Leo didn't want to mention yesterday's game, so he just replied "Thank you" lightly and stopped talking.

He was originally a shy and inarticulate person, and he didn't know what to say when he was alone with his sister.When I met Deborah by chance, it has been a hot topic for him to talk to, and he seemed to say "Hello" and "Thank you".

The girl said again: "I will participate in elie saab's autumn and winter haute couture conference during the National Day. If I invite you to watch my catwalk, will you appreciate it?"

"" What about elie saab, what about advanced customization, Leo said that he didn't understand and was not interested, and he was too embarrassed to directly reject them, so he simply didn't speak.

There was a moment of sadness in the girl's eyes, and then she returned to the eccentricity of a kitten: "It doesn't matter if you don't have time, in fact, there is nothing to see."

"I'm leaving Paris for Marseilles early tomorrow morning, sorry."

France's National Day is July 7th. Originally, the French team wanted to win the European Cup as a national day tribute to the people of the whole country, and planned a lot of intensive celebration activities, but at this moment, everything has come to naught.

Going to Marseille was not on his whim. His father mentioned it during the semi-finals before, asking him to take time off to go back to see his grandparents during the holidays. The elderly miss their precious grandson very much.

Deborah was very disappointed, she actually planned for a long time to invite Leo to watch her catwalk.In this press conference, she will walk alone in the first round.This shows that the elie saab brand attaches great importance to her and has long-term cooperation intentions.She wanted Leo to see the moment when she was shining on the runway, so she specially asked the designer to give her an invitation letter.That card was lying in her bag at the moment, even if she didn't run into Leo on the Champs Elysees today, she would still call him.She also imagined asking him to go to Disneyland together after the press conference.I hope that in this way, he can get out of the unhappiness of the game last night.

However, her kind invitation obviously found the wrong target. Classmate Leo's aesthetics, not to mention the fashion circle, even the football circle failed to keep up with the average level of the public.The ultimate elegance and luxury that others see may be just a long and boring sameness in his eyes.

Leo is not incomprehensible, he is naturally sensitive and insightful, and can remain calm on the surface.The Champs Elysees is just over a kilometer away, and it didn't take long to come to the end.He said goodbye to his sister, hail a taxi for her, closed the door of the car without hesitation and sent her away.

In fact, from the first time I met Leo, I felt that Deborah was a very nice girl. If it wasn’t for a domineering president who insisted on teasing fans forcibly, Leo felt that getting along with this docile and aura kitten would be wonderful. .But now, he had to live up to the little fairy's kindness, because he had too many bonds with another person in his heart, and he couldn't let go of it.

Naturally, he couldn't let his boyfriend know about this kind of thinking.

Marseille is the second largest city in France and the largest seaport.Leo is standing in front of a huge portrait with an area of ​​about 150 square meters in the Port of Marseille at the moment.

It is actually a portrait of a person who once stood in the port of Marseille for many years, but was replaced by the seniors in the 2006 World Cup, and then stood up again under the strong resistance of the French fans.

That was Leo's father, now Real Madrid coach Zinedine Zidane.

He raised his head and stared at the portrait for a long time, and suddenly had a wicked idea in his heart that one day he would let his huge portrait replace the one in front of him

This idea is not just to replace a portrait, but also means that he wants to replace his father in the hearts of the French people

Leo didn't have a deep impression of the city of Marseille, he came and went in a hurry every time.After losing to Portugal in the European Cup, he suddenly wanted to follow his father's footsteps and learn more about their homeland.

Castelne is located on the outskirts of Marseille, a famous gathering place for North African immigrants in France.Other words that often appear in newspaper news along with this place name are drugs, robbery, poverty and dirty

In the 60s, Zidane's family came to France from Algeria. Leo's grandfather Ismail took his family to rent in the Castelne area of ​​Marseille and supported the family by night watch.

Leo walked through the dirty and narrow streets, and the black guy in sloppy clothes who occasionally passed him would look at him with a kind of scrutiny.Although he is only wearing an ordinary white T-shirt, jeans and baseball cap, it is by no means a brand that young people living here can often wear.

That kind of curiosity and surprise with some malicious eyes didn't make Leo feel so uncomfortable.Although the place where his father was born and grew up was dirty, messy and dilapidated, it gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Leo walked through an alley and came to a small open space. There was a child about seven or eight years old, wearing a Marseille jersey that was several sizes too big and washed white, and the sneakers on his feet could not be seen In his original appearance, the football under his feet had begun to peel, and he was tirelessly kicking it against the opposite wall one by one.

A circle with a diameter of less than one meter was drawn on the wall, with a red dot in the middle.The child's aim didn't seem to be good. After practicing many times, he didn't hit the red star once.Just when he kicked the ball to the edge of the circle again, the ball bounced off the wall but passed his height and flew over his head.

When the child turned his head, he found that someone not far behind him had stopped the football that flew off the normal track firmly under his feet.

While bouncing the ball alternately with his left and right feet as he wished, Leo asked the boy, "Can I play with you for a while?"

The little boy nodded in agreement.

Leo threw the backpack aside and played a 1v1 game with the child.The nimble dribbling under his feet made the dilapidated football seem to have life, and the kid tried his best but couldn't touch his beloved football.

The two played for about half an hour. Seeing that the child was sweating profusely, he stopped to chat with him: "What's your name?"

"Brice." The child thought for a while and added, "Descendants of immigrants from Algeria."

Because the authorities always like to come to this place to find fault, the residents here are used to talking about their origins so that they can be interrogated at any time.

Leo smiled and said, "What a coincidence, me too." He touched the child's head, "Do you have a favorite player?"

"Zidane."

Leo expressed disbelief: "You probably haven't seen him play football."

The expression on the child's face was serious: "I saw him on TV. He is the pride of the people of Maasai."

"Except for Zidane"

The child thought for a while: "Leo, although he failed to win the European Cup, he persisted until the end. He will be my idol in the future, and I will play like him."

Leo took off his hat, squatted down and looked parallel to the child: "Do you know me?"

The kid blinked, and when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he subconsciously covered his open mouth with his hand.He couldn't believe his eyes, wasn't the person who played with him just now his idol recently certified?

There are a lot of candies and chocolates in Leo's backpack at all times. He was about to give some to the child, but a figure suddenly appeared in the alley, grabbed the backpack he threw aside and ran away.

The little boy named Brice stood there stunned, it seemed that he blinked his eyes, but the person who was squatting in front of him had already rushed away.In the next second, the thief was pressed against the wall from behind, begging for mercy.

Leo didn't say anything, took back his bag, let the man go.

He took out chocolates and candies of various flavors from the bag, and even a small bag of cheese cookies, and stuffed them all into the children's hands, then took out a marker pen, and wrote "very happy" on the dirty gray football. Nice to meet my friend briceleofeandez".

After finishing writing, he frowned, held the football in front of the child and asked, "Sorry, is Spanish okay?"

The little boy nodded and readily accepted.