ball magic

Who is Maradona?

Some say he is an angel, others see him as a devil.

But in Argentina, he is god, god, dios.So much so that the Argentines even created a word for him to praise his greatness-d10s.

This is obviously a genius idea, it is a combination of Maradona's name "diego" and the number 10.

No Argentine dislikes Maradona, but Raphael is happy to be such a rebel.

Rafael did not circle around Maradona, he emphasized to the frightened "rabbit", "Speak to the point, football."

"Rabbit" didn't talk nonsense this time, Raphael found that his eyes were dark, and the next moment he was standing in the blue and yellow court.

This is the Candy Box course, the place he once yearned for and longed to run.

Raphael squeezed the palm of his hand, and the tingling told him that it was true.

But it is impossible for the Candy Box Stadium to have no staff, and it will not be so quiet!He couldn't even hear the cries of the hawkers outside, nor could he smell any peculiar smells, it was like a fake candy box!

“Think of it as virtual reality in a way that you can easily understand. You just know that every drop of sweat you put in here will pay off in reality.”

Raphael raised his eyebrows and walked on the soft lawn.

"You are free to choose your favorite training ground and training base, and I can simulate them for you."

Everything in front of me has become the Rose Bowl Stadium, which just hosted the 94 World Cup final, and the Olympic Stadium in Athens, Greece, which hosted the Champions League final two months ago.

Rafael stopped and was already standing at the Bernabéu Stadium, the home stadium of Real Madrid.

"You can also be a 'student' for a club's youth team and practice with players."

A row of players wearing red jerseys appeared in front of Rafael. The blond young man standing in the front was not only handsome, but also young.

He should be enjoying a short vacation at this time, and when the vacation is over, he should fight for the main position.

He is David Beckham.

Raphael's eyes swept over the players of Manchester United's class of 92, and the people in front of him had turned into a team in white that was especially suitable for the stadium under their feet.

He glanced at Raul and Guti, looked at Casillas, and said indifferently: "Do you want me to bully children?"

Even if he is Casillas!Holy Cassie!Are you 13 now?

"Rabbit" seemed a little aggrieved. This time all the players disappeared, and it took two seconds before he said: "As a price, you need to complete the task I issued. If you can't complete it, you will be punished accordingly."

"That's it?" Raphael narrowed his eyes slightly, not believing that it was so simple.

"It's that simple. Or do you want me to explain why?"

Raphael squinted his eyes and looked at the Bernabéu stadium in front of him, and refused, "No."

Why does he need to know so much? It seems that he has taken the initiative, but what can he do to this "rabbit"?Instead, this "rabbit" controls everything as he pleases.

"You are hungry and need to replenish your energy." With this reminder, Raphael was already standing in his humble hut in the next second.

Raphael said nothing more.

He was already hungry on the way home.

Instead of continuing to tidy up the room, he walked to the old refrigerator that only reached his chest height.

The refrigerator had obviously been visited too, and the door was left open.When he checked, he found that what was left could handle a dinner.

He decides to make a super bowl of pasta with ground beef.

The Argentines who own the Pampas grassland love beef very much, claiming that they only eat the eyeballs of bulls.However, there are still some leftovers that will be made into ground beef, which is also the best meat choice for the residents of "Area 31" to satisfy their hunger.

Before his pasta was cooked, he heard a movement at the door.

When he frowned and looked, his eyes could no longer move away!

It was a young man with a height of only 170 centimeters, with messy curly hair, who was too white and looked sickly. When he looked at him, his eyes showed obvious fear, and even... dodged.

The man seemed to be hesitating how to say hello, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he squatted on the ground to pack up his belongings.

Raphael stared at him for another ten seconds before turning around, reaching out to grab a handful of pasta, rubbing his hands, and the pasta naturally spun and spread out in the pot.

At this time, the man finally saw the words on the wall, and he immediately went out in a rage and cursed loudly: "Who the hell dares to come to my house to make trouble! It's best not to let me 'little bird' know who you are! Be careful I will break your leg! "

Raphael's eyes were cold, and he let him curse outside.

After 2 minutes, "Little Bird" Javier came back and had the courage to talk to him.

"Raphael, uh, I heard... um, um, I think the independent team is pretty good too, hasn't their coach visited our house before?"

Raphael looked at Javier.

He still looks familiar to him. After all, the photo on the tombstone will only fade and will not change.

This was also a voice he found unfamiliar, and the flattery and worry in the words made the anger that had been burning in Raphael's chest for more than two decades continue to rise.

Is this timid, cowardly, and even afraid of his 6-year-old brother's waste, will die in the gang fire?

Raphael walked towards Javier.

Javier was a little surprised, and more frightened after seeing his brother's indifferent expression.

His face is expressionless and he doesn't say a word, his younger brother who is a head taller than him is too scary!He didn't run away either, could he beat Raphael?So he simply closed his eyes, this trick was very useful before!

Two seconds later he was tapped lightly on the face, but it wasn't the touch of a hand.

Javier opened his eyes, and saw an extra stack of papers in front of him.He took a look, and looked suspiciously at his younger brother who was a head taller than him, lottery ticket?

Raphael glared at him, idiot!

Javier immediately took it over and took a look, his whole face turned into a Σ (□) expression!

After returning home after watching the game, he immediately asked his younger brother happily and warily, "The lottery for the final? You actually bet on Brazil 0-0 Italy? God! That's 13 times the odds!"

Raphael took back the stack of lottery tickets, which was not a small amount of money, and he was worried about being held by this guy.

Putting the lottery ticket in his pocket, he said casually: "Boca repaid my back wages, plus the 1000 pesos you saved."

Javier is going crazy!

His 1000 pesos, close to 1000 U.S. dollars, have now become more than 1 pesos!

A sneer appeared on the corner of Raphael's mouth, staring at him, and deliberately said in a vicious voice: "I will give you a choice now."

Javier's eyes widened, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously——his money!His money is gone!

At this moment, the sword of Damocles hanging above his head fell as scheduled!

"Either I break both legs and stay here. Or go to Spain with me to find that woman, you choose yourself." Raphael took a step back after speaking, folded his hands on his chest, and looked down at Havel.

Javier thought he had heard wrong at first, the woman?The... woman who just had her fourth child with four different biological fathers?

He stared at Raphael for two seconds, and seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he asked in a low voice, "Why?"

"I'm going to Valencia for trial training." Raphael said coldly, "Villarreal is also fine, or Levante. If you don't succeed, go elsewhere."

Javier had a complicated expression, rubbed his face and asked, "What about Veronica?"

Thinking of his sister, Raphael softened his expression, "You can find a job as a waitress anywhere, let her go with you."

Javier sensed something sensitively, and worried: "Aren't you going to come back? What if..."

He swallowed the following words, because he would rather have nothing to do!

"No problem." Rafael said incredulously: "I won't grow taller anymore, I can play football, and I can support my family in the future."

Javier opened his eyes wide, feeling that he had heard wrong!

Raphael had already turned around and walked towards the stove, turning his back and ordered, "If anyone asks you, just say that we were forced to attend that woman's wedding."

Javier was still in the bubble of happiness, and nodded perfunctorily, watching his tall brother start to fry the meat sauce.

raise a family...

Then, raise him too?You can't just raise Veronica, you must also raise him!

But Javier didn't dare to ask this, he just continued to squat down to pack his things, the more he packed, the more he couldn't figure it out——

Does Raphael, his little devil brother Raphael, look like someone who is going to fly away after a little setback?Still using that woman as a cover?Can't they tell others when they go to Spain?Or is it because of the more than 3 US dollars?

He couldn't figure it out, so he dawdled and leaned against the stove.

Raphael picked up the pasta, glanced at him and said, "Say something quickly."

"Why do you want to go to the team over there?" This is what Javier can't understand the most!

"Because of the technical style." Raphael said lightly: "What if I can no longer control football like I did back then?"

Seeing that Javier was obviously still in a daze, he had to explain a little more, "If I run fast, I just need to shoot the ball into the goal. It's a good thing that the coach there doesn't understand me."

Suddenly, Javier looked at Raphael with some sadness, and didn't wake up until he was stared at. He smiled apologetically and planned to serve the plate, but was reprimanded to wash his hands.

After he finished washing his hands, the two brothers took up the sofa and stood in front of the table, both casually eating noodles.

After a while, Javier said: "I think about it, we can go to the beach to work and earn money, or simply buy a snack truck. You and Veronica are both good-looking, and they will definitely attract customers! Buy a Second-hand ones are fine, and it’s best to keep them under $2000…”

He ate and talked, rattling on and on.

Raphael twitched his lips slightly as he listened to him digging and searching to figure out what the money would be used for.