[Football Fans] Glory

Spain's third group game was on June 6, and there were almost five days of rest during this period. Therefore, the day after the game with Slovenia, the coaching staff gave the players a day off, even if they are known for being strict. Camacho would not disagree. After all, after a fierce confrontation, the players were exhausted physically and mentally. If they were forced to train the next day, not only would there be no training effect, but it might also cause injury to the players.

This day is Monday, the 19th. The Spanish players who could get up early in the morning had already taken their families who came to watch the game out, and those who couldn’t get up continued to lie on the bed and sleep soundly. .

The teammate in the same room, Kiko, got up early and took his family out to go around the local area, while Guti turned over and continued to sleep.

After sleeping until almost noon, Guti lazily got up from the bed, and planned to go to the hotel restaurant to find something to eat after washing up.

The chefs in this restaurant contracted by the Spanish Football Association are still brought from China, one is for the players' eating habits and the other is for peace of mind.

When Guti lazily entered the restaurant, there was basically no one in the restaurant at this time, except for their chef.

After dinner, Guti took out his phone and decided to check if there were any acquaintances who could disturb him.

Just as he was about to make a call, his phone rang first.

"This is Guti."

Guti, who squinted his eyes slightly, lay on the table like a cat yawning after eating, unable to read the call information.

"This is Juan."

Belleron's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Juan, where are you?"

The lazy Guti flipped the menu on the table and asked.

Belleron laughed, "Do you want to go for a walk?"

"Where to go?"

"I heard that there are many beautiful places in Amsterdam. Do you want to go around? I have never been to the Netherlands before."

Belleron asked.

Stretching, Guti thought for two seconds, "Okay!"

Then Belleron's figure appeared at the door of the restaurant, waving to Guti.

"Ha, so you saw me."

Guti smiled.

Belleron also smiled, "I went to your room to look for you, but there was no one in the room. I think you might be here."

"I know I've been sleeping late."

"Well, I'm asleep too."

Belleron smiled and chatted with Guti, "Alan (Saval) left early, and Raul and Moran said that they also left early, and most of the people ran out..."

"You share a room with someone from the Royal Society, he didn't bully you, did he?"

Guti asked with a smile.

"No, no, Alan is very nice," Belleron smiled softly, "I think you should have a better attitude towards Alan."

"Huh, why?"

Guti blinked.

"Because Alan is so handsome!"

The expression on Belleron's face was a bit narrow.

Guti burst out laughing, "That bastard Raul said it again."

"Haha, everyone knows that you love beauties!"

Belleron laughed.

"You really..." Guti pulled Belleron's hair, "spreading rumors."

"Why, you just pay more attention to beauties!"

Belleron objected.

The two walked out of the hotel chatting and laughing. Although they had a day off, it was already noon. After counting the time, Guti asked Belleron if he wanted to go shopping or if he just wanted to walk around.

Belleron only said that he wanted to go sightseeing, so Guti took him to the front of Amsterdam Central Railway Station, from here you can take a cruise ship of various routes, and there is a class every 15-30 minutes.

"Sitting on a boat, you can discover the scenery that you didn't notice when walking on the street. If you really want to appreciate the scenery of the city, but don't want to wander around, you can just take a boat."

Guti explained to Belleron.

Belleron looked curiously at the world-famous Amsterdam canal, "Then take a boat!"

Although he is from an island and there are rivers in Madrid, the scenery is completely different.

"Actually, if you want to know a city, visiting their museum is the best source of knowledge," the two got on the boat and chose to sit on the side. As the boat started, Guti introduced the scenery on the shore to Belleron , "In addition to the famous canals in this city, there are the most museums here, and each of their museums has a cruise ship, which is quite convenient if you want to visit quietly alone."

"Jose, you know a lot."

Belleron looked in admiration.

Guti glanced at him and smiled slightly, "There is a city travel brochure in the hotel room."

Belleron blushed when he heard this. Most of these players have only completed the basic education required by the state and have never studied much. They rarely pay attention to these local materials when they play games around. Also just know places like shopping avenues.

"In fact, sometimes it's useless to read too much, it will only become boring."

Guti said so.

Beleron gave him a strange look, "You are wrong, reading is a good thing, but..."

"Just what?"

Guti squinted.

"It's nothing."

I always feel that there is something in your words, and it refers to someone I know.

Belleron flattened his mouth.

"Hang with Raul and the others, don't try to imitate their incomprehension."

Guti taught Belleron a lesson.

His pretentious bossy demeanor made Belleron give him a sideways glance, "You are younger than me."

"I have more experience in life than you. There is no big or small learning, only the sequence."

Guti also dragged the text.

"cut!"

The gentle Belleron couldn't help but stare at Guti.

The two chattered for a while, then quieted down again, lying on the window enjoying the view of the river on both banks.

Amsterdam is a water city, where the river network is criss-crossed, and there are a lot of "houseboats" moored on the river. Only by visiting Amsterdam on a glass boat can you truly appreciate the unique charm of this water city. The cruise ship travels between the rivers, and the rivers are lined with typical Dutch Traditional residential buildings.

"The houses here are weird."

Belleron said.

"Most of the houses along the canals in Amsterdam were built in the middle of the 17th century. The reason why you can see the slender fronts and windows of the houses is that the Dutch real estate tax was levied according to the area of ​​the facade at that time. The Dutch tried to reduce the front area as much as possible to avoid taxes. Therefore, the decoration is put on the gable wall of the roof, and because the door is narrow, large furniture items need to enter through the window. For this reason, there are protruding hooks on the room, so you can see their specially decorated stepped spires. Guti pointed to those houses and said, "By the way, do you want to buy some gifts? You see, there are many craft shops here, where you can buy special gifts of Amsterdam, such as clogs and windmills."

"Well, no need."

Beleron lay on the window admiring it, but shook his head to express that he didn't plan to buy any gifts.

"At least I came out once, don't you want to buy some for your family?"

Guti raised an eyebrow.

"No, it's useless."

Belleron shook his head.

Guti stared at him and stroked his forehead silently.

The thinking of this family is really incomprehensible. Money should be used to help others except for life. Luxuries and useless things are meaningless. Wait, are you human? Your family is a saint ah!

"I want to buy."

Guti glared at Belleron fiercely, "Get off the boat."

In the end, Belleron, carrying a few big bags in his hands, followed Guti around the characteristic shops on both sides of the Taiwan Strait like a little follower.

After meeting with Raul at night, after listening to Belleron's description, Raul laughed and laughed.

"Juan, you don't know much about Jose~~~"

"Hey, you're laughing too much."

Handing over a glass of water, Guti opened the chair and sat down.

When Morun came over with a plate, Belleron got up embarrassingly, "I'll bring it if you need anything else."

Seeing that the plate Moran was holding was full of Raul's favorite food, Guti couldn't help humming, "Where's mine?"

Mo Lun smiled embarrassedly, "I'll get it again."

Belleron asked Guti, "What do you want to eat, I'll serve it."

When the two of them went to get food together, Guti glanced at Raul, "Reconciled?"

"Actually, it's not a fight!"

Picking up a fork and eating a mouthful of vegetable salad, Raul replied after thinking about it.

"What is that, a cold war caused by differences of opinion?"

Guti opened his mouth, took a bite of the fruit Raul fed, and asked.

"I don't even know what to say to my mother."

Raul was troubled.

"I mean, it's really him, in this life?"

Guti pointed to his mouth, meaning he wanted fruit.

Raul took a forkful of fruit and fed it to him, "I'm going to be sad when I think about not having him in my life."

"What about him?"

Chewing the fruit, Guti looked from afar at Morun who was picking something from the buffet table over there.

"He thought so too."

"Really?"

"Well," Raul looked at Guti, "if, I mean if, if one day he is no longer by my side, I will completely forget him."

"can do it?"

"of course."

Raul laughed.

Although in this life, because of the existence of the new Guti, Raul has not been tempered so much by wind and rain, and the whole person seems a little naive, but all the tenacity in his character and the tenacity and stubbornness in his bones have never lost.

Tough and stubborn temper, nothing less.

"That's good."

After taking another bite of fruit, Guti smiled, "Don't tell your mother and them, just wait, many things will only reveal their essence after the baptism of time, and so is friendship and love."

"You mean that my friendship is not sincere?"

Raul glared at him.

"Yeah, I'm upset that you love him more than me."

Guti grimaced.

Raul laughed, "You are a brother or a family member, that's different."

"Humph!"

Too lazy to grind his teeth with him again, Guti pointed at his mouth and asked him to continue feeding.

The teammates who came to the restaurant to eat couldn't help smiling when they saw their actions.

Hierro patted Guti from behind, "Naughty again."

"team leader!"

Moron, who came over with a plate, nodded at Hierro.

Recently, he has a faint feeling of being shot coldly by the captain, and Morun, who probably understands why, can only sigh helplessly.

"Well, you have to be good."

After Hierro finished laughing, he and Enrique walked to the side and sat down.

Belleron put down the plate in his hand, "The captain is a bit scary."

His voice was low, which made Guti laugh, "How come, the captain is a very good man."

Then he looked up, "Juan, I want more fruit, I don't want carrots, and I don't want olives..."

"Jose, don't be picky eaters."

Hierro, who heard Guti's picky voice, turned his head and yelled.

Guti flattened his mouth aggrieved, "I just praised the captain as a good person~~"

"Even if I'm a good person, I can't allow you to picky eaters!"

Ye Luo said angrily.

There were bursts of laughter in the restaurant.

The coaches of the coaching staff also turned their heads and looked over, "Jose, you can't be picky eaters."

“People don’t like to eat that~~”

Guti put on an aggrieved expression, then glared at Belleron again, "It's all your fault."

Beleron sighed, stretched out his fork to pick out the dishes on the plate in front of Guti, "Yes, yes, it's my fault, hurry up and eat!"

"Don't be like this Juan, you are too used to him."

Raul shook his head repeatedly with a vegetable leaf in his mouth.

"You can shut up."

Guti kicked Raul under the table.

As a result, Morun smiled bitterly, "Jose, you kicked me!"

"It's none of my business."

Guti rolled his eyes.

Raul smiled, "Jose, then don't throw the food on my plate, okay?"

Guti looked down, hummed twice, took a fork to fork the fruit on Raul's plate into his own plate, "I just want to eat this."

Raul was angry, "I love that too."

Morun and Belleron at the same table saw the two arguing again, and after looking at each other silently, one picked up his plate and exchanged it with Raul, and the other moved the fruit on his plate.

Then those two naive people snorted coldly at the same time, "Break off friendship!"

"Okay, can you eat enough before breaking up the relationship?"

Moran advised.

Belleron silently looked at Guti, Guti frowned, "Next time, don't take any dishes I don't like."

"Yes, yes, take it or take it!"

Hierro on the other table: ┳_┳Real Madrid's century-old reputation!

Others who watched the interaction of the Real Madrid teenagers: The future of the national team is like this, so sad for our future!

Hierro: Do ​​you really think so?

Everyone: ╮(╯▽╰)╭

The author has something to say: PS: I feel very depressed when I think about writing about competitions! ! !