[football] this god

Leo's cell phone syndrome is back.

——The Barcelona locker room recently reached an agreement on this issue.

But since Puyol they didn't say anything, others didn't meddle in their own business.After all, everyone has their own way of life. If Mr. Ronaldinho's hobby of going to nightclubs to play music all night with nothing to do can only be regarded as "not worth advocating", then occasionally playing snakes, hair Texting is definitely not a big deal either.

What's more, there are no important games for more than a month.

- "October 10, Barcelona vs Milan, I can buy you a ticket." Rio asked Ronaldo a week in advance.He has read the schedule, Manchester United's Champions League day is on the 20th, and there is no match schedule on the 19th.

Cristiano was checking the renovation progress of his new home at the time, and his first reaction when he saw this text message was to quickly turn his back to Mendes, who was dragged by him to watch the progress together.

"Which Milan? And, what you said sounds like a scalper." Cristiano was not clear about the Barcelona game that year, and he didn't even know whether both Milans entered the Champions League-Inter Milan and Mourinho before he went. After leaving, Cristiano has never paid attention to him.

"AC Milan, and, then you won't meet scalpers who take better care of your wallet than me. I never raise prices." Leo replied.

2004-05、米兰，米兰、2004-05。克里斯蒂亚诺想了一会儿，想到了一个非常悲伤的关于3：0和香槟的故事。

In fact, Cristiano has always been very interested in this legend. He once had to try his best to restrain his curiosity when he saw Kaka in the Real Madrid dressing room every day-this is not a good question, it must be very sad, just like him I certainly don't want others to ask him what it felt like to lose the European Cup in 2004.

This has nothing to do with the depth of friendship, this is the most basic courtesy.

What's more, he has a pretty good relationship with Kaka.Kaka is also a good person, a good person should not be treated like this.

Say far.

"Go." Cristiano replied-he defined this as reciprocity. Messi came to watch his Champions League match last time. Since Messi asked this time, since he has no other arrangements, he should go there.

"The tickets are at the groundsman. I have already bought them. By the way, I can book a hotel for you." Messi replied after a while.

"Wait... You should have bought it long ago, right? What if I don't go?" Cristiano stared at the screen, he couldn't believe that Messi could hold a mobile phone like a human ten years later Just poke and poke to get everything done online.

"Both Cesc and Pique can come," Leo replied. "You know Cesc refers to Cesc Fabregas, right? Arsenal, you know Arsenal, right?"

"It's not dementia, let alone mental retardation. So, yes, I know-I suggest you tell them how they got the ticket. "Because Ronaldo won't go, I'm afraid of wasting it to give it to you", Must say so.You will then receive a resignation letter. "Cristiano laughed at Messi.

Leo rolled his eyes at this boring sarcasm, "If you continue talking, I'll book you a hotel near the Sagrada Familia."

"No, I refuse to live next to the construction site."

"Then shut up."

Cristiano curled his lips, and was about to think of a way to fight back, when he heard someone behind him say, "Cristiano, is your mobile phone addiction getting better?"

Cristiano was so scared that he put away his phone for a second-thank you, he didn't want to stimulate Mendes' Messi allergy.

Mendes stood one meter behind Cristiano, looking suspiciously at the flustered Cristiano - he paid attention to leaving a personal space for Cristiano to avoid seeing the content of the other party's text messages.It is true that Cristiano trusts him and is even willing to share some personal space with him, but Mendes knows the measure.

"It's nothing, spam-advertising, you know." Cristiano made up an excuse.

Mendes' look: Do I look stupid?

Cristiano who knows the current affairs is a hero, he shut up.

"Well, anyway, I think your house is well decorated." Mendes didn't pursue the topic that Cristiano didn't want to talk about, "But don't you consider putting a piano in the living room? "

It seems to be careless, but in fact it has ulterior motives and scheming.

Cristiano didn't know this scheming, he was just taken aback.

——“Why is there a piano in the living room?”

"Back then" when Mendes came to Cristiano's new house for the first time as a guest, he looked at the piano in the living room and wondered, "Are you learning music?"

"Oh no, don't, Cristiano, I love you, but please, don't learn music. Your music teacher will hang himself." Mendes said, "musicians all over the world will hang themselves."

"I don't study music... Don't you think if I study music, the music teacher will hang himself?" Cristianos thought about it, and felt that Mendes was very suspicious, so he temporarily put Messi's matter behind him.

Mendes also looked more puzzled, "Don't you think...the piano should be placed in the living room, and there should be a piano in the living room?"

——"Don't you think that the piano should be placed in the living room, and the piano should appear in the living room?" Cristiano said "in those days", "I have seen some movies that act like this."

"Wow..." Cristiano sighed softly, "It's actually not... Considering that I don't know how to do this, it doesn't have much practical significance, does it? Why not place a statue I like more Here, don't you think this statue is beautiful?"

Mendes looked at the large Golden Globe statue in the living room with a stiff face, then shook his head stiffly in a posture like a stiff neck.

Cristiano looked very hurt. "Isn't it beautiful? It's actually covered in gold. I put a lot of effort into ordering this. Jorge, isn't it beautiful?"

……

Mendes' look: You look stupid.

"It's my dream," Cristiano said. "I have a large model of the Hercules in my bedroom. Would you like to see it? You'll think it's beautiful - that's my dream too." ...uh, one of the dreams."

Mendez's expression is: Great, you look even more stupid.

Cristiano understood the expression, and he angrily ignored Mendes.

"...No, actually I just think you're dreaming too much..." Mendes tried to salvage their precarious friendship, "You're still young, don't burden yourself too much."

"I agree with this, I mean the part with too many dreams - but the problem is that people should have dreams, shouldn't they?" Cristiano gave up the cold war and explained his outlook on life wholeheartedly, "I have a lot of dreams , to be honest, there are more than these two.”

"Then what dreams do you have?" Mendes laughed dryly.

"That's a lot...where do I start..."

"...the easiest one?"

"Win the Golden Globe." Cristiano said it without thinking.

"...What about the most difficult one?" The corner of Mendes' mouth seemed to twitch, as if he was getting closer to an answer.

"Barb scored!"

Mendez smiled politely to show his friendliness. He felt that he had turned to the answer page and could start copying homework, "Okay, then I wish you a successful retirement with the Puskas Award."

Cristiano was about to jump up to refute something, but he suddenly stopped in the middle of the jump-Mr. Champions League King once again demonstrated his powerful ability to stay in the air.

——"Jorge, what are you talking about? Puskas? How do you know Puskas?" Cristiano looked at Mendes suspiciously.

Well, Mendes has no doubts now.

It's terrible that he was kept under wraps by this kind of IQ Cristiano for so long before - he should have known, should have uncovered this guy who pretended to have an adult EQ.

What is under the skin of his painting?

Most likely a stupid husky.

Mendes gave him a "you are stupid" expression, "Ricciardo told me that once when you praised his goal, you mentioned a Puss or something, but he couldn't remember what it was Yes—but I shouldn’t be surprised, should I? You’re the first recipient of that award after all. So, it’s easy to be impressed and slip up?”

"Speaking of which, you should be thankful that Ricardo's memory and reflexes have always been poor, otherwise you wouldn't be able to stand here and comfortably discuss barbs with me at this time, and you wouldn't be able to murder my aesthetic here—you It has probably been locked up in a secret laboratory in Europe and dissected and studied as aliens or something. You know, the common hobby of Europe and this world: supernatural or something."

Cristiano's eyes were almost out of frame.

"And, let me ask one last question, is this why you inexplicably like bicycles in your life? Because of the barb [1]? Cristiano, you are... so boring."

"It's even more outrageous."

Cristiano's face flushed red.

He thought about it for 5 minutes.

—"I'm not interested in barbs at all!"

The author has something to say: [1] The barb is a bicyclekick