[Football] In the name of the team doctor

The night before the national derby, the whole team stayed at the Valdebebas training base. After dinner, Chris declined the invitation of his teammates to play table tennis and went out for a walk with Lin Wei.

As long as they live in the training base, chatting while walking along the boulevard towards the youth training is an essential activity for the two of them.

The season is not over yet, Chris has already started to imagine the future, the UEFA Champions League, the Copa del Rey, all in his pocket, and the Golden Globe at the end of the year, this year can be considered complete.

Lin Wei stood beside him, listening quietly as he began to write the year-end summary report in the first half of the year.

There is no moon today, and the starlight is completely blocked by the lush branches and leaves.There was only a dim yellow street light tens of meters away. Dr. Xiao Lin felt that the pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose could no longer satisfy his growing myopia, and he should find time to get a new pair.

In short, it was so dark that he could hardly see where he was going.

They were obviously two people walking side by side, and Lin Wei fell behind each other as they walked. He reached out to grab Chris's arm, but he didn't expect that the other party also raised his hand, and it happened to put his hand in place. Hold it in a generous palm and lead him forward.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up beside the quiet road, and the leaves rustled as they rubbed against each other. Lin Wei was a little cold, so he wrapped his coat with his other hand, but when he looked down, he found that his boyfriend was still wearing the training shorts.

He admitted that there is a huge difference in physical fitness between people. After a second of thinking, the whole person leaned over and stuck tightly to the other's arm.

Chris glanced at him, because the sky was too dark, Lin Wei didn't see the disgust in his eyes.He hugged him into his arms: "Why doesn't a fanatical fitness enthusiast like me have any influence on you?"

Lin Wei sneered: "It's not strange, it's not like I'm such a top student that I can't make you interested in reading."

In fact, Lin Wei's body proportions are very good, with a slender waist and long legs, but he neglects to exercise. He looks like a white and thin scholar. The training clothes look empty on him. When a gust of wind blows over, Chris is worried that if he doesn't do it in time If you hold him, you may be blown away.

"Starting tomorrow, follow me to the gym for four and 10 minutes every day."

Lin Weijing Xie Bumin: "I'm not interested in lifting weights, you should go to the mini bar for training."

Chris sneered: "Yes, Mini has more muscles than you."

Lin Wei leaned on his shoulder, her voice floated in Chris' ears, sounding a little wronged: "How could I forget, cr7 likes those sexy female guests with protruding fronts and backs in reality shows the most, private messages on social accounts It's all about them..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was gagged, and he was always jealous all day long, so it was really annoying.

"I'll set stagra to refuse to accept private messages in a while."

Some people added in an insatiable way: "The premium channels at home are also cancelled."

"..."

"Ahem..." There was a very deliberate light cough in the distance, as if someone deliberately wanted to attract their attention.

The overly relaxed nerves in Lin Wei's mind immediately tensed into a straight line.Because for more than half a year, he had never met anyone on this road, so he naturally relaxed his vigilance.

He had already recognized who the owner of that voice was, but he didn't know how to face it. He subconsciously wanted to distance himself from Chris, but the other party's hand was tightly clasped on his shoulder, and he didn't want to let go. open meaning.

Zidane turned from a small road not far away, and the three of them looked at each other from a distance of more than ten meters.

Chris still casually chatted with Lin Wei, talking about interesting things that happened on the training ground, with a low voice, laziness and casualness, just like chatting with a good brother with his arms around him.

Zidane is not stupid, and it is not a day or two that they have shown such an overly intimate relationship. Based on the principle of the head coach not interfering in the private life of the players, he has never asked what is going on between them.

But this is too blatant. Although it is at night, if it is photographed by an ignorant youth player or other staff, and it is posted on the Internet or sold to the media, tomorrow's national derby will not be news, Christie The ambiguous relationship between Jarno Ronaldo and the Real Madrid doctor is enough to detonate the major social media.

When Zidane walked up to the two, Chris even said, "What a coincidence."

Lin Wei just stood there stiffly and said "good evening" in a low voice.

Zidane's sharp eyes swept across the faces of the two, and any subtle expression changes did not escape his eyes. It seemed that things were exactly as she imagined. Although it was incredible, he was not shocked. What he wanted to know was the relationship between the two Who knows what the relationship is now and when it happened.

But he didn't ask these questions. The battle is coming, and he can't let the soul of the whole team be distracted before the game.He just said nonchalantly: "It's a bit windy tonight, go back early and rest."

Lin Wei didn't quite remember what was going through his mind on the way back to the dormitory, he only remembered those two people walking side by side, discussing tomorrow's game, while he fell behind them, watching his idol shine The back of his head is like a walking street lamp.

After returning to the room, he went to the bathroom and took a hasty shower.Holding the book wrapped in the quilt, he read a page absent-mindedly. Normally, he could concentrate on studying the whole day without feeling boring, but today he couldn't read it no matter what.

He grabbed his phone and sent a text message to the familiar number: "I have a bad feeling."

It didn't take long for the text message to be sent, and a reply was received soon: "Don't worry, I'm here."

"I feel like I'm about to lose my job." His worry is not unreasonable. A superstar who has just renewed his contract with a contract value of one billion euros and has immeasurable commercial value. Among the replacement team doctors, Real Madrid executives will of course choose the former without hesitation.

"I raise you."

Before going to bed, Lin Wei suddenly remembered that in the medical room last year, he helped Chris check his knee for the first time, and the other party said that he would knock on his door at three o'clock in the morning, but in fact he never came.

The two are now inseparable every day, and they are relatively restrained in the club.

He didn't sleep well that night. He always felt that someone was knocking on his door, forcing him to wake up from his dream, only to find that the room was as quiet as usual. There was a game tomorrow, and he lived in the club just to guarantee Players can get a good rest, how can someone knock on his door without sleeping in the middle of the night.

At breakfast, Lu Xi suddenly leaned over and looked at him: "Your dark circles are about to catch up with the national treasure. Did you become a thief last night?"

Lin Wei casually said: "I drank a little too much coffee, I have insomnia."

From training in the morning until heading to the Bernabéu, Lin Wei did not dare to look at Zidane, nor did he dare to look at his boyfriend. To no avail.

In the 33rd round of La Liga, Real Madrid played against Barcelona at home, a focus battle that has attracted worldwide attention and will directly affect the ownership of the championship.

The game was full of drama from the very beginning, and it's not hard to see that Enrique had done a lot of research before the game.Despite Neymar's suspension, Barcelona's offensive points in the frontcourt were reduced, and the midfield and frontcourt lacked effective connection. Messi took the initiative to retreat to take the ball and assumed the important task of linking the midfield and frontcourt. Casemiro defended alone Messi seemed a bit struggling.

However, the first goal of this game came from Real Madrid. Kroos kicked a corner kick into the penalty area. Pique made a header to clear the siege. The post popped up, and in the chaos, Casemiro made a follow-up shot to the empty goal, and the goal scored!

Real Madrid lead 1-0.

After only leading by 4 minutes, he was taught to be a man by the club king.Messi took the ball in the middle of the frontcourt, cut inside forcefully, first got rid of Modric, then dunked Carvajal, and directly faced Navas with a low shot and scored the ball!

The score became 1 to 1, and the two sides returned to the same starting line.

But at this time, an accident happened. In the 37th minute of the game, Bell sat on the ground without any physical confrontation. When Ramos walked over, he clearly showed a puzzled look on his face. He didn't ask aloud, probably meaning: This game has only been played for half an hour, why can't it work again?

When Lin Wei saw him lying on the ground, he felt a little numb. After entering the venue to check, he felt completely relieved.

This time the Welshman was not as lucky as a week or so ago. The old soleus muscle injury in his right leg recurred and he was reimbursed for the season. The Great Sage could go home and play golf with peace of mind, instead of condescending to endure their poor English with an unknown accent.

Lin Wei even smiled inwardly, feeling more relaxed seeing Bell get hurt than seeing him heal.He turned around and made a gesture to Zidane for a substitution. It seemed that he had already prepared for it. Asensio had already warmed up and stood beside the fourth official.

Lin Wei and Xu Jie were going to help Bell walk to the sidelines, but the other side limped by himself, didn't even go to the bench, and went directly to the player tunnel to return to the locker room.

Lin Wei had had enough of this uncle, and gave Xu Jie his coat: "You go and give him to Jamie, go and come back quickly."

From the beginning to the end, Zidane has been staring at the game on the field. He didn't intend to look back. Only the team leader Qin Duo came over and asked, shaking his head and sighing softly: "This is probably made of ceramics. It will break when you touch it." .”

Asensio, a 20-year-old boy, has performed outstandingly this season and has already proved himself under Zidane. The porcelain doll is good-looking, but he is durable, and it will be broken if it is broken.