football fanatic

On the way back to Madrid, Bi Xia had a sneaky and successful smile on his face. He sent Monica back to the door in a daze, and was caught by her burly father and three brothers.Everyone is a man, so there is nothing they don't understand, and without any discussion, they raised their fists and beat up the yellow-skinned monkey who stole their treasure.

Bi Xia is not happy anymore, how could this happy thing that you love and I want become a hooligan for him!The calf bone was stepped on, and Bi Xia jumped up like a spring. He didn't dislike the hairy arm in front of him, and opened his mouth to bite hard. The howling like a pig killed Bi Xia secretly for less than two seconds. Ka's scream made him let go.

Bi Xia touched his shoulder, gasped hissingly, NND, the attack was so fucking ruthless and dark!Monica inspected his elder brother's bleeding wound and glared at Bi Xia.

Bi Xia was very dissatisfied, your man was almost beaten to death and didn't see you rushing.Seeing that Bi Xia was stuck in place like a log, Monica lowered her head to comfort her father and brothers, then raised her head and said a word to him and refused to leave!

Bi Xia was hurt by this face-changing woman in an instant, and took a taxi back to the dormitory.That night when he received a call from Monica apologizing, Bi Xia thought that the other party had pressed the wrong button, so he fell back into the bed, rolled over and over again, and when he heard Monica apologizing to him, he screamed as if his heart had been hollowed out. resurrection.

Bi Xia stayed alone in Castile, and the only thing that accompanied him was Monica's voice.

"Bi Xia, maybe you find it hard to accept. We may never be together, I mean the kind of official couple or something. But I love you, maybe even deeper. Now I can't stand by your side, but I I hope you understand that I don't need you."

Monica heard Bi Xia smile on the other end of the receiver, "Monica, sometimes you mature beyond my imagination. I promise you that what happened today will not change our lives. After all, your father and brothers The attitude towards me has been as bad as it could have been."

Bi Xia's tolerance made Monica feel better, "I love you." She said tenderly.

Bi Xia covered her face and wailed, "Oh! Well, for your words, I think I will forgive you for everything you do."

After saying good night, Bi Xia continued to read the remaining letters, bills, bills, bills.At his rate, his money would disappear faster than it came.He had to admit that without the old man's alimony, he had to reduce his quality of life to ensure that he would not starve to death before he died.

Feeling dizzy and unable to turn knots in the numbers, Bi Xia was called back to Beijing by a call for help.

When boarding the plane, Bixia kept annoyed about how he brought Mata and Granero back to China.If Monica hadn't been instigated by Ferreira, a new manager in Manica, to become a model, he wouldn't be so timid to encourage the two of them.

Mata has been obsessing about Bixia and Monica, Bixia feels a mouthful of blood rushing down his throat, fuck!Asked so directly.Also, Granero, you are a little fresher, not a cultural hooligan, so don't have such bright eyes.

Manica has the brightest sunshine in Europe. Bixia and Monica walk through the ancient streets and alleys, where there are traces left by Picasso everywhere.The hot sun, the clear blue sky, and the milky white walls, walking in it feels like being integrated into Picasso's paintings, and the ancient artistic charm is quietly washing the feeling, which is wonderful like being in heaven.

At night, in the open-air restaurant by the beach, with gourmet food, the champagne in the wine glass glows in a blurred color under the blurred lights.

Everything happens so naturally.

The moment Bi Xia entered Monica's body, she hurt, and he hurt too!

That completely unfamiliar feeling that he couldn't understand turned into strong sex and impulse. Bi Xia was very moved by the girl under him. She was like a trembling flower bud, blooming enchantingly in the struggling desire. , containing his transformation into a man, she is so innocent and so sexy.

No one has ever been so close to him. This feeling of being trusted and entrusted makes him feel his own power and responsibility.

Mata and Granero exchanged a look, nine out of ten men are different, and Bixia is no exception.It seems that Castile lost another virgin!

Coming out of the Capital Airport, the three of them shouted that they couldn't stand the summer in Beijing. They panted like three dried fish out of water, and were almost roasted dry by the heat wave.

Mata and Granero arrive at Bixia's small courtyard in Beijing, and accidentally discover that he has hidden a woman there.

Ye Mingyu has oriental beauty, with curved eyebrows and almond eyes, a nose that is neither straight nor slumped, the tip of her nose is small and round, and her lips are very bright in color. What is eye-catching is not her beauty, but her gentle and refined temperament.Ye Mingyu was wearing a blue dress with a high waist, the exposed skin dazzled people's eyes, and the tender calves could really squeeze out water.When she saw Bi Xia, she smiled softly, but was startled and panicked by the sudden appearance of two big men.

Mata and Granero looked at Bixia almost at the same time, their four eyes widened immediately, and Bixia punched each other, "She is the daughter of my stepmother and her ex-husband, we are siblings in law." The little flame that ignited in Ye Mingyu's heart was extinguished after a struggle.

Mata and Granero knew the situation of Bixia's family, and they dared not speak nonsense to expose Bixia's scars.The two put their shoulders on one side of him each, and walked in with him in their arms.

Fluent Spanish came out of Ye Mingyu's mouth. The three big men were dumbfounded, but Ye Mingyu looked at Bi Xia and smiled. Bi Xia touched his nose and turned to look out the window. whisper.

Ye Mingyu insisted on going his own way to become an actor, neither the Ye family nor Shen Yanbing could accept it, but unfortunately he was beaten and scolded, and Miss Ye was very upright and refused to compromise.Shen Yanbing made a decision to let the eldest lady out to be grounded.

Turning around, Ye Mingyu asked Bi Xia for help, and even though Ye Mingyu had said all the good things, Bi Xia was unwilling to lie in the muddy water of this family.

Ye Mingyu is very smart, her childhood experience is more complicated than that of Bi Xia, obviously she is not a person who can go all out for her ideals.She said that her ideal since she was a child was to be a diplomat. She could accept the arrangement of her family and go to a prestigious school to live her life along the path they planned, but she had to pay for her marriage and children.

Ye Mingyu is not willing!

Ye Mingyu spends money like water since she was a child, and if she doesn't like it, she will turn upside down. Her family thinks that she is perverted and extravagant.Unexpectedly, she secretly opened an account in a foreign bank and saved a considerable amount of money, which was enough for her to finish college and apply for foreign schools.Ye Mingyu thinks that the showbiz is a mixed bag, and she doesn't think that a woman who is entangled in right and wrong can have much value in marriage.

Bi Xia was silent, and gave Ye Mingyu the key to the Beijing courtyard.

Mata and Granero refused to go out after just three days of playing in Beijing, they were too tired!In the car for a long time, when we bumped to the scenic spots, there were all black heads at a glance. The two walked through the Forbidden City, climbed the Great Wall, and then lay on the bed and pretended to be dead dogs.

There are many delicacies in Beijing, and this is the only reason that can tempt them to go out.Roast duck, hot-boiled lamb, pot stickers, doornail meat pies, pan-burning...there are no heavy samples in every meal.Unexpectedly, Granero likes the sour smell of soybean juice. He wants to have a bowl every day. He even said philosophically: This is the taste of a player's life.The acid knocked Bixia and Mata's teeth.

One night, the three of them were swatting mosquitoes bored at the entrance of the alley, and saw a few hula-la in jerseys running past. It turned out that there was a Guoan game in Gongti.Three bored men and Ye Mingyu ran over and sat in Guoan's fan area to join in the fun.

Bi Xia was startled by the fiery atmosphere in the worker's body, and the roar of mountains and tsunamis shook the gymnasium.

"I thought no one in China was watching the game anymore." The scene in front of him completely broke Bi Xia's cognition.

There are young people everywhere in the stadium, they are young and passionate, and all kinds of banners are hung on the workers.

Ye Mingyu said: "Guoan is an exception, the fans here are the best in the country." She pointed to the banner hanging in the opposite area, "Every team comes to Beijing, playing Guoan is like playing chicken blood."

——The bastard in Beijing, the turtle in Dalian, the Football Association is your godfather.

——If you dare to ask who is stupid in the Chinese Super League, Guoan will always rank first.

"Why?" Mata's head suddenly stuck between the two of them.

It was difficult for Ye Mingyu to answer, she frowned and thought seriously: "Maybe it's because this is Beijing."

"It's the same as Madrid." Mata nodded, "It is said that other teams in La Liga will not die against Real Madrid."

There was no wind at night, and the gymnasium under the spotlight was as stuffy as the game on the court. There was no decent pass in the whole game, and the rhythm was so lazy that Bi Xia thought it was 22 old people exercising.

The only thing in the audience was a player shooting at his own goal. The three boys from Spain were stunned. Faced with his friend's question, the only thing Bi Xia could do was to cover his face.

Ye Mingyu said quietly, "Fans all tease domestic players, offense basically relies on walking, stopping the ball basically relies on hands, dribbling basically relies on shouting, and defense basically relies on cuddling."

Bi Xia was stunned, blocked a hand, and sighed, "Please don't say anything."

When leaving Gongti, Mata ruffled Bixia's hair, "This is the country you want to come back to."

Bixia waved Mata's hand away, "It can't be helped, my mother gave birth to such a genius in this country." He stared at his head looking for an opportunity to strike, Mata pulled Granero to block between the two , with a low voice like a mosquito, "Shameless."

"He scolded you."

The three boys wrestled together, I patted you and you rubbed me, passers-by looked at them with great interest, these three guys are so tall and handsome!

Ye Mingyu, who fell behind, had an expression of joy or sadness on her face, she was the only one who was still yearning for that thin tablemate.

After returning to China, Bi Xia became more and more silent, as if something happened to him, and he suddenly became a little frustrated.Others were reminiscing about these days, except that Bi Xia was squeezed out by Dai Yuyan during the meal.Bi Xia's half-sister Yuxue is cute, but she can say in front of everyone that she doesn't want to sit and eat with someone whose worth is less than 2000 million. Bi Xia and his party invited the four out of the hotel.Even Ye Mingyu would say in a mocking and indifferent tone when he thought about it, "Phoenix in the grass, that's it."

There was a wave of anger in Bi Xia's chest, facing the three people who took care of his emotions carefully, he vented his temper all at once.He could only run around the courtyard whistlingly, and his lungs were blown out.

One day when he took a nap and dreamed of his mother, Bi Xia suddenly wanted to go back to Baoying, where he had a home.Since his mother died and he went to Spain, he never went back.

Ye Mingyu didn't follow. In Baoying, her mother ruined Bixia's family.She had the happiest childhood there and lost some of her affections.Ye Mingyu sent Bi Xia and the others on the plane, but Bi Xia didn't look back after passing the security check, leaving no room for her.It was Mata and Granero who waved to her, their heart-warming smiles.

After Ye Mingyu watched Bi Xia's back go away, she covered her chest and squatted down, she was very sad.

When Granero came to Nanjing, he asked to go to the Nanjing Massacre Memorial Hall. Bi Xia was stunned. He glanced at them, and his eyes stayed on a certain point. "I'm afraid I will really use the phone number of the mental hospital."

Mata moved uncomfortably, he had heard a little about the slaughterhouse, and he thought about it: he must sleep with Bi Xia tonight.

When visiting the Forbidden City, Mata followed the Spanish tour group and eavesdropped on the haunted stories of the Forbidden City. He tossed and turned all night thinking about what the tour guide said, and finally slipped into Bi Xia's bed.The incident was tweeted by Granero, and teammates left messages to make fun of it.

Guti: (⊙o⊙) Ah!Is Bi Xia's embrace warm?Envy ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Jesse: (#‵′) Gohometoyourmom!

Morata: I can't believe it.Brother Mata was so shy, I was wrong, I mistaken my sister paper for Han paper.

Callejon: Halo!

Bi Xia stayed in the memorial square, and he never entered the historical materials exhibition room.I still remember that in the second grade of elementary school, the school organized to watch the film of the Nanjing Massacre. Bi Xia couldn't sleep with his eyes open for a whole month, and when he closed his eyes, there was a bloody afterimage.

Sure enough, he received two people whose legs were fluttering and couldn't walk well. Granero's face turned pale and his eyes were dull. He opened Bixia's extended hand and ran to the side to do evil.

Fortunately: "Fortunately, there are no Japanese in Castile."

Gritting his teeth: "I can't have it in the future."

When the three got on the bus, Mata and Granero felt very uncomfortable and dizzy. Bixia bought motion sickness stickers for them at the service station halfway.Mata was weak and half paralyzed on the seat, praised Bi Xia for being virtuous, and f**king off that woman Monica!Bixia couldn't help but twitched the back of his head. Mata stared at him and leaned against Granero, who was mumbling the Bible.

The bus got off the expressway and entered a road. The green shadows of the trees on both sides of the road were reflected on the glass. On one side was a rice field, and in the distance there were telegraph poles. Waterfowl pass by.

Compared with Beijing and Nanjing, Baoying is less industrially developed. The air is good, the sky is blue and the grass is green, and life is leisurely. It is a very comfortable small city in the south.

Bi Xia's house here was left to his mother and son by his old man when he left the house. Later, his mother made money from running a business and completely renovated the old house into a two-story western-style building.Almost ten years have passed, and the traces of wind and rain have added years to the house. The house is clean and clear, and there is no dust in the corners. It can be seen that it is well taken care of by grandma and grandpa.

Bi Xia turned around and looked at the two old men who had been cautious since entering the door. He wanted to go up to hug them, but he couldn't move his legs, "Thank you."

Grandma Bi waved her hands again and again, her wrinkled face relaxed, fearing that Bi Xia would not be satisfied.These two honest farmers were very dissatisfied with Dai Zhijun, and this dissatisfaction was faintly transferred to Bi Xia. If it wasn't for this child's disappointment, would they not want their son to treat a daughter as a treasure?Until Bi Xia went to Spain, the two old men didn't treat him any better.

One day is fine, this year or two, the old man starts to think about this child, how is he doing?Do you eat well?Have you grown taller?What do you look like?Have you ever been bullied?Except for receiving postcards from Spain on holidays, the dead child doesn't even have a phone call on weekdays.The two old people regretted it. If they had been kinder to their children and hadn't refused to recognize their grandson at their daughter's funeral, how could they have scared the children to go to Spain without farting.

There is a round stone table under the grape arbor in the yard, surrounded by four oval stone benches.Mata and Granero grabbed a seat, grabbing the watermelon with one hand, and waving the big cattail fan that the old man likes to use with the other, just like a cat whose fur is being stroked comfortably, it is just short of meowing.

As soon as Bi Xia came back, all the neighbors ran over, saw the foreign devil sitting in the yard, and kept tsk-tsk, saying that Bi Xia was promising.When it comes to Bi Xia's mother, Bi Xue, everyone agrees that she is pitiful and does not have the life to enjoy life.

Mata mistakenly thought that Bi Xia was well-known in his hometown, but Bi Xia seemed to have been beaten with a sap.Bi Xia said that he is the local Paris Hilton, who is full of news and has lived in gossip since she was a child.

Granero followed his words and imagined the terrible scenes. He felt that he had to comfort Bixia and put his hands on his shoulders.

"Listen to me, Bi, only those who are not afraid of death dare to provoke you."

Mata took out his mobile phone and prepared to record Granero's touching speech. After listening to it, he blinked and put the mobile phone back on the stone table.

Suddenly couldn't help bursting into bursts of laughter, Bixia and Granero turned their heads at the same frequency, and put on two bad faces, Mata said with innocent eyes, "I'm laughing at myself, as expected, ignorant people are fearless." .” After speaking, he pointed to the tip of his nose, obviously he was also one of the short-sighted ones.

Who can enter the Real Madrid youth training camp without the name of a genius, all eyes grow on the top of the head, and you can't wait to see people with your nostrils.

When Bi Xia entered the youth training camp, it was like a drop of water falling into a frying pan, it exploded!

Mata felt that those teachers had a brain convulsion to put a Chinese in. This is an insult to Real Madrid football.It is rumored that China pays attention to human feelings and likes to do things with money. Mata feels that he has an obligation to teach this Chinese well and tell him that Madrid does not recognize China.

Mata deliberately approached Bixia and handed him some bananas.Bixia, who had just arrived in Spain, could only speak everyday language, so he couldn't understand Mata calling him a monkey.After seeing this, Mata invited his friends to perform monkey juggling for them.Bi Xia thought he was a good person, introduced himself to new friends, and helped him adapt to life in a foreign country. Bi Xia was so moved that he almost agreed with him.

A week later, Bi Xia realized that something was wrong, and he was fooled and wanted to get back the scene.He knocked Mata unconscious while he wasn't paying attention, gagged his mouth with stinky socks, tied him naked in the toilet in Hebude, and put the midnight ghost on him for one night.Due to the photos of walking birds in Bi Xia's hand, Mata dared not speak out, and occasionally tripped Bi Xia on the field, and Bi Xia naturally wanted to fight back. The coach suffered from a headache when he met these two ferocious children.In the end, they simply let them go back to the furnace and re-learn how to play football with 5-year-old children.

The two, who were ashamed and annoyed, fought a few times to find out each other's temperament. Mata was bad on the surface, but Bi Xia was yin in his bones.The two teamed up to beat up a few guys who gloated behind their backs and sneered in front of their faces. After that, the brotherhood became better and better, and they entered Castile together and became twin stars that shone in the audience.

In the youth training camp, Bi Xia's football talent has fully blossomed, coupled with a clean and handsome face, no one in the team dares to take the liberty of mocking Bi Xia's background.

If you say the wrong thing, you will be beaten by the gang!

As Bi Xia made his debut in the Spanish lower leagues, his character of retribution is familiar to the fans.Many hostile fans know that Bi Xia doesn't care if you spit shit on him. Once it comes to racial discrimination, he will try his best to make the team you support lose so much that he can't even keep his shorts. words.Even La Masia did not escape the fate of being massacred.One time their fans unfurled a banner saying "Chinese bitch, get the hell out of Spain".Bi Xia was expressionless and did not attack immediately. He ran to the sidelines and called the coach to apply.His desire to win infected the whole team, and they used destructive tactics to disrupt the rhythm of La Masia's attack.Pressing defense, Bi Xia pressed Messi all the way, Adan zero-blocked La Masia, cooperated with Mata in a small area, swayed through the shell, and poured through the opponent's goal 6 times. The bloody massacre made La Masia's supporters The banner was put away.They cursed fiercely in their hearts the devil standing on his hips in the center of the court.

After being taken care of by Grandpa Bi like a babysitter for a few days, Granero asked Bi Xia to be intimate with the two old people, and the way Nima and the others looked at Bi Xia eagerly poked his sensitive tears.Later, Bi Xia's mind cleared up, and he recalled the details of life these days during the meeting.

The toothpaste that was squeezed in the morning and the cup with water in it. There are various dishes on the dining table. Grandma and grandpa put everything they can buy on the dining table. Fresh fruits and snacks are readily available. There are sufficient batteries parked in the yard. Electric vehicles are convenient for them to travel.

Ten fingers do not touch Yang Chunshui, the two old people spoiled him even more.

However, glutinous rice balls and zongzi no longer go well with his mouth, and he doesn’t like watermelon and pineapple anymore. Every time he eats the food that he loved so much when he was a child, the taste is still the same, but he doesn’t like it so much anymore. He has to eat it to make his stomach round. Ken let go.

Bi Xia wanted to get close to the two old people in his heart, and he promised his mother that he would take good care of his grandparents.But when things come to an end, he is always hesitant to move forward, so many estrangements can't just be broken up, this kind of relationship deliberately maintained by both parties can't give Bi Xia enough sense of security.

In this city, Bixia has many grateful people.

Bixia led Mata and Granero to meet Zhang Huikang, the gatekeeper of his elementary school.He was Bixia's first football teacher and was a football goalkeeper before retiring. In the 1987 Olympic qualifiers in Seoul, in a key match against the Japanese team, he calmly saved a seemingly inevitable dangerous goal and made great achievements for Chinese football to break out of Asia and obtain Olympic tickets. The best team of Chinese football, was named "Asia's best goalkeeper" in the 1988 Asian Cup. In 1991, Zhang Huikang played for the Hong Kong South China team. He hit the goal post with his head and was seriously injured in the game. He retired in 1993.After retiring from the military, Zhang Huikang had no diploma or skills, and Zhang Huikang's life was quite poor. With the help of his friends, he entered an elementary school as a guard.

A 45-year-old man with a full head of white hair, sitting in the guard room watching a small TV, fat and stupid.Bi Xia called him teacher several times before he turned his head slowly and squinted his eyes for a long time, "Only one person called me teacher. You are back, Bi Xia." Zhang Huikang spoke very slowly, and his mental state Not very good.

The three big men stopped at a place less than Shiping, and they couldn't find a place to stay.The three of them used an electric fan, sweating profusely, as if they were fished out of the water after a while.

Zhang Huikang turned around with difficulty, rubbed the towel around his neck in the basin, squeezed it clean and handed it to Bi Xia to wipe with his friends.He counted a few coins from the drawer and went to the kiosk to buy water for them.Bi Xia knew that the teacher's finances were not ordinary, so he refused repeatedly. Zhang Huikang was dissatisfied, and he looked down on him by holding his neck high and saying no.

Bi Xia watched Zhang Huikang walk to the opposite side of the road through the square window. He crossed the road with trepidation, for fear that he would be hit if he didn't pay attention.Bi Xia wiped away his tears, he took the only photo on the table and showed it to Mata and Granero.

"This is a group photo of my teacher when he was in the national team. He was handsome at that time."

The photo frame is worn white, and it should be held and rubbed by people often, how cherished it is.

Zhang Huikang in the photo is full of vigor and high spirits. It was the time when the man was making great achievements. Who would have expected that more than ten years later he would be ill all over, and it would be a problem to support his family.No one can compare the man in the photo with the lonely old man today.Bixia opened the drawer and quietly stuffed an envelope inside.

There are many medicine bottles in the drawer, Bi Xia looked carefully, and besides the ones he used to take, now there are several more medicines for mental depression.

When Zhang Huikang came back, Bi Xia had already closed the drawer. He pretended nothing had happened, and gave him the fruit supplements he had brought face to face.Then sit on the bed and tell him the story of studying in the youth training camp.

The sunlight outside the house was too bright, and the old furniture was painted with a faint gold edge. Zhang Huikang's dull eyes became brighter. He rubbed Bi Xia's head, and his rough palm hurt his face. Kick, don't be ashamed."

"The first time I saw you playing football, I knew you had potential. As a Chinese player, all the honors you can win are the championships of the club. You will have fewer opportunities than others. But I still hope that you can proudly wear the five-star red flag .”

Bi Xia couldn't bear it, and hugged the teacher, "Teacher, I will definitely win many championships, and then please watch me play in the finals. At that time, I want others to say that you are my teacher, not a waste."

Mata, Granero and Bixia surrounded Zhang Huikang to take a photo, which Bixia posted on his Twitter.

You can look down on Chinese football, but you can't underestimate these players who have paid for their health and life.My teacher, without talent, does not have much achievement, but he is worthy of the national team uniform he once wore.

Mata and Granero respectively left a message below.

Mata said that letting you join Spain is an insult to you and the teacher.

Granero quoted a Chinese poem, "The hero is sad but dies before the battle, and it always makes the hero burst into tears."

The messages from teammates, friends, and fans gave Bi Xia infinite courage, not walking alone on the road to his dreams, which made him a little excited.

At the school gate, Bi Xia met an acquaintance again, because of his baby-faced Bi Xia, he recognized Gu Fei at a glance, he was a teammate of the football team.Gu Fei's skin is relatively dark, and he wears a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Bi Xia." The erratic Gu Fei recognized him, "Are you back?"

Bi Xia nodded.

"Still playing football?"

"Kick, in West Division Two."

"What team?"

"Castile, what about you?"

"It's not really kicking, but it's how I got into college." Gu Fei took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and saw Bi Xia staring at the cigarette he was holding, "Have one?"

"Do not."

"Ha, I forgot that you are a player, so I can't touch you. I'm really jealous of you." Gu Fei sighed in a sophisticated voice, "But there's nothing to be jealous of. Few Chinese players have a future. That's right, I remember you and the old man the doorman. The relationship is very good. I heard that he is mentally ill and won't last long in school. You, go and see him when you have time."

After finishing speaking, Gu Fei's eyes lingered on Bi Xia for a long time. His standing still looks elegant and picturesque, but his vigor is hard to control, giving people an indescribable sense of grandeur.

The first thing Gu Fei did when he got home was to turn on the computer and search for Castile. After a long time, he said, "You're doing well, kid." Then he entered Bi Xia's name, but he didn't find much information, but it was unintentional. It was found in Bi Xia's personal website that there were a lot of scolding on the website, and netizens also launched the "Scoring every day until it is closed" campaign.The site owner, Qiao Yu, explained to the doubters that Castilla's leading striker is a Chinese player.

Gu Fei clicked on the photo album and video, and watched intently. On the court, Bi Xia's style is elegant, and he cooperates with his teammates smoothly. His attacks advance towards the opponent's half like a wave. He seems to be like this, easily controlling the overall situation, and the fans cheer for him Send out overwhelming cheers, infected the whole world.

Gu Fei nodded.

1L: Top.I believe the host, Bi Xia is my former teammate, who successfully tried out the Real Madrid youth academy in Spain at the age of 12.

2L:!

3L: Get fucked on the first floor!Reply take it!

4L: I despise (#‵′) protruding, and the site owner will praise himself!

5L: +1.

6L: +2.

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25L: To put it bluntly, I am studying abroad in Spain, and there is indeed a striker named Bixia in Castile, and the emphasis is on Chinese nationality.

26L: (⊙o⊙).

28L: Over the wall to confirm.But Bi Xia is so handsome, it's good to be a star without being a player.

29L: Is there anyone in China who can play football?

30L: Same question.I thought those who paid attention to football were idiots ╮(╯▽╰)╭

31L: upstairs ginseng attack.Attached picture, I also overcame the wall, indeed there is.

……

40L: Absolutely not true, the way I opened it was wrong.

In August, Mata and Granero returned to the team for training. Although it was a very hot summer and there were no beaches, sunbathing or bikinis, the two played all over Jiangnan and ate all the gourmet snacks.At the end of the holiday, the two of them were full of resentment for their fatter waistlines. It was annoying to lose weight before the season.

Bi Xia sent the two of them away, and rode a bicycle to the canal alone.

The slightly turbid canal water and boats constitute the main color. The setting sun sinks and hangs half above the sea. The sparkling river water in the distance is a magnificent orange red.

He turned around and went home, cooked dinner for grandma and grandpa, and invited two uncles, aunts and two little cousins.It was a rare time that all the Bi family gathered together, and grandma cried at the end of the meal.Bi Xia stroked his grandma's back, and said to his grandpa, "I will come back often in the future."

Grandpa sipped the wine in the glass in one gulp, "Oh, good boy."

On the day Bi Xia left, the neighbors prepared all kinds of things for him, but in the end they couldn't carry them anymore, so Bi Xia had to secretly keep some.In fact, they are all good people, warm-hearted and hospitable, of course, when you don't hear them whispering about you.

Bi Xia returned to Castile and was warmly embraced by the old Ruben, "Thank you for staying."

Touching the ribs that were being strangled, Bi Xia said, "A few more times, there will be a front page tomorrow, the teacher and the student have turned against each other, and the mentor will kill you!"

Old Ruben laughed.

In the 2007-2008 season, Castilla still organized the offense with Bixia as the core. He became more mature and gradually became the team's metronome and the key figure in the transition between offense and defense.Moreover, Bixia got the maximum possession of the ball. He was the first choice for penalty kicks, corner kicks, and free kicks. He understood that this was for the convenience of his statistics. Everyone gave him a ladder to climb into the first team.

One side supports, one side is grateful.

After the start of the game, Bi Xia's average goal rate per game was as high as 2.4, and he scored goals in every game. With the increase of goals, his assists decreased relatively.Bi Xia's outbreak naturally attracted the attention of the first team.Schuster and his assistant coaches came to inspect several times, frequently communicated with Ruben and Bertol about Bixia's situation, and brought his information back for research.

All the feedback is good news. Schuster wants to transfer Bixia to the first team to strengthen Real Madrid's firepower.Bi Xia also thought that this matter was a certainty. Unexpectedly, an injury ruined Bi Xia's hard work for several seasons, but the cause of the injury was very own.