Fame with a ball

Lin Zhigao walked to the door with his slippers on, and opened the door. Messi stood outside wearing a thin coat, with red nose.

"Just you?" Lin Zhigao poked his head out, "Where's Xiaofa?"

"Daniela saw the text message Kara sent to him. The two of them are having a fight now. He asked me to say sorry to you and buy you a drink next time."

Fabregas's ex-girlfriend was called Carla, his childhood sweetheart, and the two broke up after dating for many years.His current girlfriend, Daniela, is a Lebanese, 12 years older than Cesc Fabregas, who is 37 this year, and has an 11-year-old daughter and a 9-year-old son.

Daniela is very strict with Cesc Fabregas, and although Fabregas and Carla broke up, the two still keep in touch occasionally. Every time Daniela sees Fabregas and Carla calling or texting, Everyone will be angry, and Cesc Fabregas, who often makes troubles, is not in a good training state. The Barcelona team has long been accustomed to this.But because he was here to meet Lin Zhigao, Messi felt it was necessary for him to explain to his friend.

Lin Zhigao raised his eyebrows: "The backyard is on fire? Poor little Fa."

The two stood outside the door and chatted without saying a word. Messi carefully looked at Lin Zhigao's expression, and began to wonder if the other party didn't want to invite him in.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening suddenly came from the room next to Lin Zhigao. Lin Zhigao was startled, and quickly stretched out his arm to grab Messi, and after pulling inside the door, he closed the door with a "bang!" .

Messi was taken aback by the sudden attack. After standing still in shock, he looked at the furnishings in the hotel and asked Lin Zhigao suspiciously, "Why did you pull me away in such a hurry when you saw your teammates going out?" Come in? Am I very shameful?"

Lin Zhigao rolled his eyes at him, and walked into the room: "If yesterday, my teammates would have jumped at you happily, and then asked you for an autograph and a photo, but today... I doubt they will Your hatred is still there, so you stay in my room."

"Lin, are you angry?" Messi asked Lin Zhigao in a low voice.

"What are you angry about?"

"Mine, or Thiago's."

Lin Zhigao touched his chin and thought carefully: "Actually, I'm still a little annoyed."

"...not angry with me, right?" Messi's expression was very innocent: "I didn't do anything."

"Yes, you are right. But Thiago is always a Barcelona player, and you are also a Barcelona player."

"Lin, venting anger is not a good habit."

Lin Zhigao pulled out a very brilliant, hypocritical smile at first glance, and squeezed his throat and said: "Who said I was angry, what did I blame you for?"

Messi was almost blinded by that contrived smile, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "...No, I said something wrong."

Messi's compromising attitude made Lin Zhigao feel very boring, and felt like he was bullying an honest person, so he sat on the bed and picked up the remote control to switch channels and watch TV.

"Where's your roommate?"

The TV in the hotel receives satellite TV signals, and there are many programs that can be received, and there are even Chinese programs—although it is a TV station on the Chinese side of the United States, it seems to Lin Zhigao that it is very kind, so he lost Turn on the remote control and read it with relish.

Messi didn't get an answer from Lin Zhigao, which made him reckon in his heart whether the other party was angry with him.

However, Lin Zhigao didn't do it on purpose, he just focused most of his attention on the TV program - it actually showed Zhou Xingchi's movie "A Chinese Journey to the West". For Lin Zhigao, this is a very, very old movie, almost As old as he is, that doesn't stop him from enjoying Stephen Chow's movies, because they're so much fun.

"Ah?" Lin Zhigao's reaction was obviously slow for several beats, and he didn't take his eyes off the TV: "You ask my roommate? Iaquinta's leg hurts again, it seems to be his old injury, so the team doctor I took him to the hospital for an examination, and he won't be staying here tonight."

Macy glanced at the TV, and he couldn't understand a word of the Chinese that came from it, but if he only looked at the screen, it should be a very old movie... So Lin has a retro complex?

Touching his high nose bridge, Messi said: "Harvey told me that you didn't foul."

"Of course I didn't foul."

"Thiago's behavior on the court today is not very good, but Lin, you have to know that this is sometimes an unspoken rule on the court, although I also think this rule is very bad."

"I hate diving."

Messi's face was a little hot.

"But it's not you who slandered me, so I won't hate you, let alone get angry with you."

"So..." Messi was really at a loss, he didn't know how to continue his words.

Lin Zhigao looked away from the TV, glanced at Messi, stood up, went to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of beer, threw it to Messi, and then shrugged: "Okay, you don't need to say, let me Let’s talk about it. Our few games are games, don’t mix it with life, no matter what happens on the court, we are still friends after playing football, you want to talk about this, right?”

Messi breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes."

"Actually, that's what I mean too." Lin Zhigao beckoned, let Messi sit on the sofa, and then said to him: "Iron battalion soldiers, few of us professional players can play for a club for life, most of them It’s going back and forth between clubs, so it’s enough for the players to know about the grievances between clubs, and if they really regard the club’s mortal enemies as their own mortal enemies, it’s an act between silly A and silly C.”

"……what is that?"

"Silly B."

Messi was amused by Lin Zhigao's statement. He opened the beer and took a big sip, and then said: "Barcelona and Real Madrid are sworn enemies, but I don't hate Ronaldo either. To be honest, he is a very admirable opponent. As a pure striker, he played better than me. I mean, I didn’t score as many goals as he did. In fact, I imagined before that if we were teammates—don’t laugh!”

Messi frightened the laughing Lin Zhigao with a straight face: "I'm telling the truth, I really thought about it!"

"You and Ronaldo? Hahaha!" Lin Zhigao collapsed at the foot of the bed, laughing: "Did you transfer to Real Madrid, or did he come to Barcelona?"

"Neither of us can go anywhere." Messi shrugged: "I belong to Barcelona from head to toe, and I will not leave here. And Ronaldo, I think he probably loves Real Madrid, and his character, probably Think it's more fun to be my enemy than my teammate."

Ronaldo has more personality than Messi. Although he is not a typical football bad boy like Cassano, Button, Bodo, and Ade, he does not like to be inferior to others, and he even has a desire to score goals and perform. He is famous for his dominance when dribbling the ball. He is the kind of person who likes to act as a hero to save the team from danger. As for Messi, the team has the most victories. It doesn’t matter if I score or not. A good guy who just gives assists to others.

The reason why Messi thinks that he and Ronaldo can't be teammates is because he can't transfer to Barcelona, ​​and the second is because he also thinks that Ronaldo can't come to Barcelona. Ronaldo's style of play is not suitable for Barcelona, ​​and, Barcelona's locker room has long been divided into classes. Real Madrid and Barcelona are the same level of wealthy teams. Why should Ronaldo give up his position as the roost in Real Madrid's locker room and come to Barcelona as a younger brother?

Truly no one knows you better than your enemy.The C Ronaldo in Messi's mouth is completely different from Lin Zhigao's impression from reading newspapers. In various news media reports, C Ronaldo is portrayed as a typical "tall, rich and handsome" character with unruly behavior and keen to buy luxury goods According to Messi, Lin Zhigao knew that Ronaldo is actually a very dedicated player. He is now being demonized by some media, just like those reporters demonized Beckham in the past. A face is like nothing.

This greatly aroused Lin Zhigao's interest, so he stopped lying on the bed, but went to the wine cabinet to hold a bunch of beer, walked to the sofa and motioned Messi to squeeze to the side, and then slapped his butt Sit down and listen to him talk about what various players actually look like in real life.

"So, in fact, Barcelona and Real Madrid also have a record of player transfers?" Lin Zhigao saw that Messi's beer was finished, and immediately opened another can and handed it to him.

"Yes, but not many." Messi thought for a while: "In 100 years, there are probably 33 players who have played for Real Madrid and Barcelona at the same time. It seems to be this number."

"In 100 years, there are only 33?!" Lin Zhigao gasped: "No wonder you are said to be mortal enemies..."

Messi on the stadium is very manly, with a lot of blood in his aura, while Messi outside the stadium is mostly shy, he is not good at speaking when he meets strangers, and his smile is slightly shy.But when he was with his friends, Messi would often become radiant again, talking about mountains like he was a philosopher, unable to stop talking, and even monopolizing the entire speech channel.

But Lin Zhigao felt that this kind of feeling was very good, nestled on the sofa with his friends, watching TV, drinking and chatting.

"There is no good treatment for players who are upside down between our two clubs. When Ronaldo moved to Real Madrid, there were many fans in Barcelona who burned his Barcelona jersey. Staying in the youth training camp, it is not uncommon to see this. Ronaldo still passed through the intermediate station of Inter Milan as a buffer, and did not transfer directly from Barcelona to Real Madrid. Figo was really a sensation at that time, and many Barcelona fans regarded him as a lifelong idol. As a result, he was lured to the Bernabeu by Florentino. I also read news of fans desperately wanting to commit suicide in the newspapers, and even sent a death threat letter to Figo, and every time he returned to the Noucan Pu, he's called 'Judas' in the stands."

Messi's expression was rather gloomy at the moment. He raised his head and took a big sip of wine.

Lin Zhigao also changed a bottle of wine, looked at Messi and asked him: "Do you like Figo?"

"I grew up watching him play football when I was a child, but when I went to La Masia for a trial, he had already moved to Real Madrid."

Lin Zhigao tilted his head, his eyes were quite strange: "This is very interesting, you, Leo Messi, the idol in the hearts of thousands of fans, is also an ordinary person who worships other stars."

Messi laughed: "It seems that I should not be a normal person. Besides, you also have many fans, don't you? On the day of the game, I saw many Juventus fans in the stands wearing shirts with your name on them. jersey."

"More than that..." Lin Zhigao scratched his head and said shyly, "Actually, there were female fans who showed love to me in England before, but I refused."

Now Messi laughed.

……

After drinking a dozen beers, the eyes of both of them became confused.

Messi looked at the TV for a while, then Lin Zhigao for a while, and finally pointed to the TV and asked, "What's going on here?"

"A love story between a man and a woman... No, it should be a story about a monkey and a fairy who was transformed from a wick..." Lin Zhigao's alcohol capacity was good, but he didn't eat at night, and the consequence of drinking on an empty stomach was his Get drunk a little faster than Messi.

"Monkey? Wick? What is that, a Chinese myth? Otherwise, why would the people inside suddenly become furry like monkeys, and there is a huge cow..." Messi shook his head in confusion, and finally chose to put this The topic aside.

After drinking two dozen beers, the two of them began to go to the toilet frequently, and their minds were in a daze, and their speech was almost incoherent.

There are empty beer cans at the feet. Although the mouth talks a lot, but because the beer is also drunk, it does not do it at all. There is a faint smell of alcohol in the air. People are not at all ups and downs of the flat emphasis to make people drowsy.

"Hey, Lin." Messi squinted his eyes and kicked Lin Zhigao.

Lin Zhigao closed his eyes slightly and hummed.

"I'll stay with you tonight, okay?"

"Of course, there are two beds in this room anyway." Iaquinta was not there, and Lin Zhigao decided to allocate his bed.

Messi then stood up, went to the bathroom to take a quick shower, found a random bed after coming out, lay down on it and soon fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Zhigao was awakened by the urge to urinate, and the light above his head made him feel very uncomfortable when he opened his eyes. He got up in a daze, and found himself lying on the sofa with neat clothes, but all parts of his body were It hurts badly.

Looking at the time on the TV, it was past one o'clock in the middle of the night, Lin Zhigao turned off the TV and the lights in the room, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and released himself.Because of drunkenness, he almost slipped and fell, but fortunately, the bathroom door handle played a big role.

After he came out of the bathroom naked with only a towel on, the cold air outside and the strong drowsiness all overwhelmed him at once. Lin Zhigao turned off the light in the bathroom, found his bed in the dark, and put himself on the bed. Throw it up.

Lin Zhigao, who was eager to sleep, did not realize that there was actually someone lying on his bed early.

……

Messi was woken up by his sore bladder in the middle of the night. He struggled to sit up, went to the toilet in the dark, and came back after solving his personal problems, lying on the bed to sleep.

When she was half asleep, a smooth body suddenly rolled up beside her, with delicate and smooth skin and a prominent waistline.

Messi turned over and hugged the person next to him tightly. He thought it was his girlfriend Antonella.

Antonella was a little dishonest tonight, rubbing back and forth in her arms all the time, and forced her thigh between Messi's legs, hugging him like a twist.

Messi was extremely hot, but it was not easy to push his girlfriend away, so he could only take off his clothes and hug his girlfriend after the heat was relieved.

When the other party's cool and slippery body pressed against her, Messi sighed contentedly, and thought dizzily: Antonella went to the beauty salon again, and it must have cost a lot...God, her skin is amazing. Really smooth.

……

Lin Zhigao had a dream, and it was still a dream.

In the dream, he was hugged tightly by a person whose face could not be seen clearly. The two limbs were intertwined and they were close together, and they couldn't get closer by even a centimeter.

Lin Zhigao was head to head with the other party first, then the other party put his head against his neck, and finally the other party turned over, and Lin Zhigao hugged her from behind (OR him?).

The opponent's muscle lines are very smooth, the waist is very strong and flexible, but the most prominent thing is the buttocks.

Full of elasticity, smooth and firm, warm and soft.

Lin Zhigao couldn't help but hugged each other tightly again, wishing they could become one at that time.

But this is a dream...

Lin Zhigao knew this.He had had many such dreams before, sometimes he couldn't help waking up, but most of the time he slept until dawn, and in his dreams, he often had an illusion, as if what happened at this moment was real.

Lin Zhigao would often feel hot on his forehead, and he would do whatever he wanted with the person in his dream.

The consequences of this are often not very good, because when he wakes up the next day, at best, he only washes his underwear, at worst, he has to wash all the sheets and quilts.

So this time, no matter how real the touch is and how hot the inside of the body feels, Lin Zhigao still told himself: This is a dream!Be sure to hold back!If you wake up tomorrow morning and don't want to wash your underwear!

So Lin Zhigao hugged the opponent's waist tightly, motionless, only a certain part of the body stood firm for a long time, and continued to push against the opponent.

until……

Until he was awakened by a scream.