[Football Fans] Glory

Guti, who received initial treatment at the Munich Hospital, returned to Madrid the next day, June 6. The heat after the Champions League final had subsided a little, and Guti, dressed in disguise, came out of the airport and returned home smoothly.

Listening to his mother Maria's chanting at his parents' house, although it was very wordy, it still made him feel sour and sweet.

In European families, the relationship between parents and children, especially adult children, is generally not too close. Most of them only maintain a harmonious but not too close relationship between adults.

However, the relationship between Guti and his parents and elder brother is really very close, especially his mother. No matter what he does since childhood, his mother will accompany him. When he is ridiculed, his mother is always the first to stand up and speak for him. It is said that his willful arrogance is all caused by his mother's favor, and Guti thinks so, but so what, it is his mother, and his mother loves him, which is what he is proud of.

"Mommy, I'm hungry."

Lying on the dining cabinet, Guti pouted while watching his mother busy talking about herself in the kitchen.

"The soup isn't ready yet."

Maria handed over a plate of salad. She still remembered that the last time her son recuperated, he said that he had eaten too much and tried to lose weight. Well, vegetable salad is always okay!

Pulling the plate and forking the vegetables, Guti sighed, "Mom, don't worry, it's just a small injury."

"You said the same thing last time, but you took such a long rest, and this time it's the same again. Tell me..."

Maria couldn't help but read again.

Woo, being read by my mother makes me want to hug my head and cry. He is already 21 years old and he is a young man, but he is not 5 years old. He knows the seriousness.

Guti listened to his mother's nagging while chewing vegetables with a dull face, until the hot soup was placed in front of him, and then ate and drank in a daze, until his father interrupted Maria's chanting. Calculate the solution.

Real Madrid's final game of the season was at home on Saturday 6 June, and Guti, after calling his team-mates, sat in the stands and watched the entire match, ending with a small goal victory 31-1996 season.

After the whole match, the Bernabéu stadium burst into cheers. Although they lost the Champions League final, they won the league championship anyway. The results are considered very good, so the club and the fans are quite satisfied.

The stadium was sprayed with colorful ribbons and flags. That guy Raul actually took a piece of red cloth that someone brought in and danced with the matador. The dance was ugly, which attracted the ancients who ran into the stadium from the stands. Dee laughed loudly.

Raul, who was mocked by him, grinned at him and raised his head.

Cut, look at his stupid look, when he sees love!

Guti gave him a white look, then turned around and took other teammates to take pictures.

"How's your hand?"

When he reached Belleron, he asked with some concern.

Guti waved his left hand proudly, "It's all right."

Beleron pursed his lips, "You hurt your hand the first time I saw you, and this time it's your hand again, what a troubled right hand!"

Hearing what he said, Guti was also happy, "That's right, fortunately, my left hand is also very flexible, otherwise this life would be impossible."

"Because no one bathes you."

Belleron chuckled.

"Oh, don't mention whether this will work or not."

Guti laughed too.

The players train together every day, bathe, eat and sleep together. When the game is intense, the excitement in the body is high. Some reactions of men often occur. When I feel bad, my teammates will help. Speaking of understanding each other, I guess Sometimes wives and girlfriends are no match, so it's no big deal to tell each other dirty jokes.

Guti was joking with Belleron, and deliberately touched his waist a few times in a teasing way, which made Belleron laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Tsk, even though he is a year older than mine, he is just as naive as Raul.

The mischievous Guti laughed out loud.

After the commotion here was over, Guti ran over to quarrel twice with Hierro and Enrique, and finally caught Redondo and asked the photographer to take a few photos of the two of them together. Guti blinked.

"Fair, you promised to treat me to dinner?"

Looking at his blinking blue eyes, Redondo patted him funny, "The team has a party tonight."

"When are you going back to Argentina?"

"the day after tomorrow."

Redondo put his arms around Guti's shoulders, while being careful not to touch his dangling hands, and the two walked to the locker room together.

"So fast?"

"No way, the battle will start on June 6. The national team only has one week of training time, and this time the competition venue is in Bolivia. Considering the high altitude there, it is a bit uncertain."

Redondo's words made Gutiha smile, "It's the first time I heard you say that you have no idea about the game."

"I'm just a normal guy, Jose!"

Redondo felt helpless.

Although Basile recruited him into the team, he doesn't have much control over the Argentine national team. The Football Association may win him at any time, and there are many other rumors. The Paza who hates Maradona to the extreme Leila heard that he is very likely to be the next coach of the Argentine national team. Everyone in Argentina knows how much he hates the Boca family. To be precise, he hates the players of the Maradona family. It is said that what he admires most now is Ortega even publicly stated that the young Ortega should be the core of the Argentine national team and so on.

Redondo hates Passarella very much. Although he himself has no idea of ​​fighting for power in the national team, he wants to use him as a stepping stone to stand up. of.

"so troublesome."

Guti, who has a better understanding of the chaos of the Argentine national team for many years because of Redondo, rolled his eyes.

"Yes!"

Redondo shook his head.

"Should I just be a ball bully?"

Goody asked.

What he said made Redondo laugh, "It's too troublesome."

"Too pure and noble, no one will love you!"

Guti laughed.

Redondor was silent.

He is quite an eye-catching existence in the Argentine domestic football. Although his family is not a rich man, he also has a good life. He plays football while studying. He became famous very early, but he is not one of the domestic football factions. It was very early. I came to Spain to play football. Before 94, the relationship with the largest Boca system in China, the River Plate, was not good, and the relationship with the No.1 Maradona in China was not good. Well, apart from Batistu Apart from the good relationship with Tajikistan, there are basically no good friends in China—they only got along with Maradona and Caniggia in the 94 World Cup. Dona was hit hard. He was unlucky because he was too straightforward, especially after refusing to be called up to the national team. If Guti hadn't used his connections and tricks, he would have ended up the same as Maradona. It is also impossible to return to the national team.

"Phil?"

Hearing Guti calling him, Redondo looked at him sideways and smiled slightly, "Thanks for your help."

The endless words made Guti laugh, "You are my idol, I'm yours," he thought for a while, "Idiot fan?"

At this time, the word "brainless fan" that no one has heard before was just said. Lei Dongdo thought about it carefully before he understood the meaning of his words, and couldn't help smiling.

"Thanks for your, uh, stupid fan?"

This time, it was Guti's turn to laugh.

Guti doesn't remember much about the Copa America, but it was a big trouble to hold it in Bolivia.

"It's a plateau there. It's lucky to display [-]% of [-]% of your ability. You have to be careful not to get hurt."

"I will pay attention."

"I don't have time to cheer you on this time."

Guti said that one reason is the injury and the other reason is that the company still has a lot of work to do. In addition, he still needs to shoot advertisements and other endorsement activities. Dee felt that it was better not to provoke Leon again for at least half a month.

"Take care of your wounds!"

The two chatted and went back to the locker room. They had another row in the locker room, and then the whole team rushed to the familiar bar to start the second round of hilarity.

Vacation, great vacation, if only there wasn't so much work.

Guti, who felt that he was miserable, dragged his 'disabled' body and started the life of a laborer in the office every day.

"You hurt your hands, not your legs, let alone your brain."

Leon casually threw another folder over, mocking his bitter face.

"My hands hurt."

Guti tried to lift his injured wolf paw to reassure Leon.

"Do you think I don't know that your left hand is as flexible as your right hand!"

Leon glanced at him, unmoved.

Guti, a hard-working laborer, can only continue to work.

"By the way, the people you want me to arrange have already been arranged. Do you want to meet them?"

After working hard for a while, Leon asked him.

Guti looked up blankly, "Who is it?"

Leon rolled up a ball of paper and threw it on his head, "The two kids you mentioned, still ask me?"

"what?"

Guti shook his head, "Did you really send them here?"

"José!"

Leon was so angry that he wanted to jump up and kick him twice.

If you say a word, I'm going to break my leg, and now you give me an expression that I don't remember anything, you're courting death!

Guti, who secretly stuck out his tongue, heheed twice, "Have the physical examinations of both of them been done?"

"Done."

When it came to business, Leon naturally became serious.

Those two children made him run tired. The 10-year-old is lucky to say that at least his house is easier to find. The 12-year-old lives on an island called Funchal, and the journey alone makes him almost exhausted. Not to mention the little black roll who looked at him with a vigilant face as if he was a human trafficker. If it weren't for his playing performance, Leon would really have the idea that his younger brother was deceived by scouts.

"How did you sign it?"

Guti became interested.

He had only heard about it before but had no direct contact with it, and he had never asked the parties about these past events, so the specific details are really unclear.

"The little guy in Argentina has a problem with the growth hormone in his body. If he doesn't take appropriate treatment, he won't grow taller. His family is almost bankrupt to treat him. When I called you, didn't you say that we can take care of the future? All the treatment expenses, after I told them so, his family agreed. As for the little Portuguese curly hair," Leon gritted his teeth, "he is not young and has a temper, full of arrogance and confidence, his physical condition Good, but when I said I could send him to Real Madrid's Rafa Juniors for training, he said yes."

Hey, what a real fan of Real Madrid!

Guti smiled.

However, it seems that the usual examination can't find out the problem of his heart, so it seems that we have to wait.

"Have you talked with Rafa?"

"Well, it's agreed, they can live in the dormitory, and we will pay for the living expenses. If the team participates in the competition, there will be a subsidy, and the basic life can be guaranteed."

"What about Leo's treatment plan?"

"I have contacted the Madrid hospital, and I will do related examinations and treatment once a week. I sent an assistant to take care of his back and forth."

"That's good."

Guti licked his lips and kept laughing.

His laughter made Leon's hairs explode, "You laugh so wickedly."

"How come, I am such a kind person~~"

"roll!"

"Then I'm really screwed."

"Stop for me."

"Hehe, get out of here~~"

"Jose!!!"

"It's all in vain, dear brother~~~"

"Jose!!!"

After running far away, he could hear ringing in his ears, and it seemed that this time his elder brother was pissed off again.

Guti rubbed his ears.

Now I can finally enjoy my wonderful vacation!

Just as he took out the phone and wanted to call Raul, Guti stopped again. Leon would definitely ask Raul to ask his whereabouts, and that bastard Raul must be with Moran, tsk, even if Calling every day when we are not together is really disgusting.

Other teammates, if you don’t have a vacation, you’re going to play a game. If you’re not, you’re going to go on vacation with your family. Hey, I’m the most pitiful one. Where do I hide so I won’t be caught by Leon? Woolen cloth?

Guti, who was leaning against the lamppost and posing as a beautiful woman in thought, thought for a while, and her eyes lit up.

Then he dialed the phone without hesitation.

"Where are you?"

"........."

"Hehe, I'm going on vacation, get ready to pick me up, knight!"

"........."

"My dear Juan~~~"

"........."

Poor classmate Juan shuddered shiveringly and silently put away the phone.

Why is he coming again?

Am I that easy to bully!

hateful!

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Tianyin: You are right!

The author has something to say: PS: Let 14's knots be completely resolved, and they get along better instead.Brother Dong has such a sense of presence, haha~~