[Football] Midfielder

Mouris dragged his paralyzed leg back to his small apartment on the outskirts of Madrid.

This small apartment covers an area of ​​60 square meters, and the designer has adopted a very cute and cozy interior with a mix of styles.At first glance, it looks a bit like a Nordic style, with bohemian colors and patterns, and industrial brick walls.

This place is a bit small, but under the careful arrangement of the old Mr. Morris, it looks very warm.The open kitchen, dining room, living room, and study are harmoniously integrated together, giving it a taste of home.

For Murris, such a room arrangement is too fancy.However, he was not in the mood to look at his own house, which was just a place to eat and sleep.

As soon as the door was opened, a slightly obese body crashed into his arms.

"My dear little Chena, you succeeded! You played the most fantastic goal of this century in the Bernabéu stadium you most yearn for. I am proud of you, child——"

"..." This was the first time Bai Lizhang saw his father in this body when he woke up, and he felt nervous for the first time facing the excited old Murris.

"Real Madrid failed you, but don't be afraid, little Chena, you are back, you are running on the court again, you will stand in the greatest place and tell the world how good you are!"

Bai Lizhang's heart was trembling.

"Come in, my child, I have prepared the most exquisite dinner for you, to celebrate your re-emergence."

The old Murris took the hand of the young Murris, pulled him into the house, and then pushed him to a somewhat crowded small restaurant.

On the dining table, freshly grilled Malaga sardines are cooked with the best and high-quality food materials and unique techniques.

Malaga is located in Andalusia, southern Spain, on the Costa del Sol of the Mediterranean Sea. Known as the "Capital of Southern Europe", it is a world-class bustling city with a long cultural history, and it is also known as a "paradise-like city".

Malaga is a place rich in gourmet food, and its unique Mediterranean diet is known as heavenly food.

Old Murris is a native of Malaga. He has his own small restaurant with Mediterranean flavor in Malaga, and the business is booming.

In Muris' memory, old Muris was a culinary expert.No matter it is the unique Victoria fish, fragrant grilled sardines and delicious assorted fried fish, or the unique Spanish roast lamb, roast leg of lamb and roast lamb chops are all Mr. Murris' special dishes.

By the way, there is another dish that old Murris is best at, stewed pork, which is Chenamuris' favorite dish.It is made of high-quality pork, pork bones, bacon and ham sausage, and vegetables such as beans and potatoes are simmered with a slow fire and a lot of spices.

The dish was still simmering in the kitchen, and Murris could already smell the aroma of stewed pork.

Seeing Murris sniffing his nose and turning his head towards the kitchen, old Murris was immediately amused.

"Okay, little Chenna, your favorite stewed pork will be served soon, and quickly look away, the freshly grilled sardines have been neglected."

The funny old Murris picked up the plate, got a piece of sardine that he thought was the most delicious grilled for his precious son, and handed it over.

Fresh grilled sardines, with fresh sardines as the main ingredient, with olive oil, pepper and other seasonings.Put the cleaned sardines on the grill, first slightly heat them up, then slowly add seasonings, bake for about 15 minutes, and a freshly grilled sardines will be out of the oven.

Bai Lizhang himself doesn't like fish, but this body doesn't dislike fish. Old Mulis's cooking skills are very good, and he eats it deliciously.

It wasn't until the stewed pork was served bubbling that Bai Lizhang had the most delicious meal here.

He looked slow, but his movements were not slow at all. The whole pot of stewed pork ended up in his stomach alone.

"My little Chena, you have become edible. Of course, you today are the hero of the Real Madrid team. You scored a goal with all your strength on the field. You must be hungry."

After eating, old Murris pushed him to the room to rest, while he ran to the kitchen and quickly cleaned the dishes.

Bai Lizhang was lying on the bed and could hear the clinking of dishes from the kitchen.Old Murris' doting and caring voice sounded repeatedly in his mind, and there was a burst of warmth in his heart.

While old Murris was happy that his son could eat, he was also a little worried.

There seems to be something wrong with his little Chener. He should be very happy to score a goal, but from home to now, except for a few answers, he has never smiled.

However, thinking about Chener's bench and loan career in the past few years, the old Murris can't laugh.

He watched helplessly as his son, who was soaring wildly, fell from the clouds into the quagmire.He became decadent and depressed, and every game was his nightmare.He was desperate to score goals, but what awaited him was a great disappointment.

He wanted Chenna to return to Malaga and start his life anew.Kechena loves Real Madrid, galloping on the Bernabéu stadium and being supported by thousands of fans is his dream.

Seeing the news that Chenna scored a goal at the Bernabeu and celebrated the victory with his teammates, the old Murris, who was still chatting with his friends, suddenly burst into tears.

He closed the restaurant immediately, and rushed to Madrid with the sardines that he had just brought in this morning.

He thought he would see an ecstatic child, but that child was more calm and silent than ever.

"Dong dong dong."

The door knocked twice, and old Murris came in with fruit after dinner.

Murris got up, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at the old Murris sitting beside him.

"Have a good day, Chenna?"

Bai Lizhang looked at the father who had been dependent on his son since he was a child and gave all his love to his son.Shaking his head, he said in an extremely sincere tone: "No, I can do better."

Old Murris was taken aback for a moment, and then excitedly rubbed Murris' tea hair.

"Chenna, you've grown up!"

"..."

"In the past three or four years, I have heard you complain countless times about your dreams, your depression, your coach's criticism of you, and how much you want to go back to the Bernabeu. Son, I worry about you, I am afraid of you I am completely lost on this road. But this is your life, and you must go on by yourself. I am eager to see your growth, even in the low-level leagues, you can play every game seriously."

Because for his father, as long as his son plays the game, it is the most exciting.However, old Murris was gradually afraid to watch his son's game.Every time he looked at it, he wanted to pull his son back from that road.

But he told himself not to interfere with his son's dream.He's grown up and has his own way to go.

Scoring at the Bernabeu was something to be happy about, but the old Murris couldn't help worrying.

Chena, you who once struggled in the vortex of despair, felt the charm of the Bernabéu stadium, how did you give up that stage and be beaten back to your original form willingly?

If such a thing really happened, Old Morris didn't dare to think about it...

But when Murris told him in an extremely calm tone that he could do better, the old Murris finally settled down.

His little Chena finally grew up and became more mature and sensible after many trials and tribulations.

Murris suddenly hugged the old Murris, and let go after only one moment.

"I will play every game seriously, no matter which team or league level I am in." This is Bai Lizhang's promise to the old Murris, and he swears by the reputation of the Baili family.

Old Morris stood on the spot in a daze. He didn't expect Chener to agree so solemnly. He thought he would interpret it as the old man's nagging, and usually Chena wouldn't listen to such words.

What the old Murris didn't expect was that this sentence really ran through Bai Lizhang's entire career.

He spent his life fulfilling his promise to old Mr. Morris.

Because this is the only thing he can do for old Murris as Chenna Murris.

In addition to this promise, what impressed Murris deeply was a sentence that old Murris said to him before he left.

"Chener, that goal is not God's goal, but my little Chener's goal. If you dare to steal my son's goal, even if it is God, I will be stingy."

The author has something to say:

Digression: Let me talk about the cp matter here, the reason why it is not settled now is just like what I said before.I like a relationship that comes naturally, and I don't like to bring two people together rigidly. At the end of the article, who is the most suitable, the girls will have a spectrum in their hearts.

Don't worry about stepping on thunder, I am very low in mine, and the plot of thunder is the first one I can't stand.Just like before, after the game, I really wanted to write about Messi and Murris changing jerseys.Because Murris was not used to taking off his clothes in front of people, and the sweat on his body, he went back to the dressing room to get one for Messi.Messi went back to the locker room when he saw Murris, thinking he had rejected him.Just when he left in embarrassment, Murris came out holding a brand new jersey...

There are still some awkward conversations between them, which may be put into the press conference.

I really want to write it, but considering Messi's temperament and the relationship between Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​I just reluctantly erased this small idea.

Even though Messi is not suitable to be a cp, he still wants to be a good friend.Because Messi treats acquaintances and strangers completely differently.He has also suffered a lot since he was a child, and it is not easy to grow up to this day.He attaches great importance to winning or losing, because for players, winning or losing is everything.

Ronaldo is the same.

And Kaka, Kaka, who originally wanted to write carefully, found out that Murris was injured and wanted to take him to the team doctor, but Murris refused.And Murris didn't intend to talk to him more.Kaka shrugged, saying that this kid is not used to getting close to him, he is likely to be hated...

Later, because of the desolate little back of Mulis who left alone, I felt that this setting was a bit Marysu, so I just gave up the Kaka part.

Lying on the bed last night, I even thought about the dialogue between the characters, but I just erased it all by myself, the grievance in my heart.

So, everyone knows why there is such a long author's words (although you can complain, it is written here, just for everyone to see)