[Football] Black powder daily

38

"This is really great. How can a player's autobiographical film lack club training scenes? That would be too imperfect." When he entered the training ground, he praised Mu Ning sincerely, "I really didn't expect Miss Mu to get this authorization."

Yes, Mr. Director didn't know that the biggest credit here belonged to Mr. Zidane, and Mu Ning also took this credit without a blush against his conscience—it's useless for Mr. Zidane to keep it anyway.

However, according to the original intention of the director, he may prefer to film Cristiano's "struggle" at this time-you know, the real side of human nature, and art lovers like this trick.

But he didn't expect that when he really walked into Valdebebas, he just saw Cristiano take a look at their team calmly, then greeted Munin and went to warm up—neither Surprised, there was no trace of trying to hide anything.

'I spoke to Mr Zidane. 'Cristiano said to Munin after returning home yesterday,'He made sense, I should be the person that the Bernabeu needs most now-the Bernabeu don't need thugs, they don't need politicians, they just need a...you know, leader. '

Mu Ning didn't quite understand what he wanted to say, but of course it didn't matter at all.After all, for Munning, as long as Cristiano calms down again, it will be good news.

' I'm not sure I understand what you mean, but I'm glad you think so. "Munning said frankly, "Tomorrow we are authorized to take pictures of your training, take off the pile of rags you wore on your hands today, thank you - there are too many small jewelry, wear the clothes I picked tomorrow and watches. '

'Don't say no to me, Cristiano,' added Munin, 'this is a shoot, and you have to listen to me when it's a shoot. '

Cristiano turned around sadly, refusing to look at Mu Ning, 'Ah, of course, you are mine...what's the matter?Oh yes, the stylist right?A stylist who unreasonably accused me of my personal hobbies and attacked my aesthetic taste when we first met. '

Mu Ning chose to stick to her principles in this matter, although she no longer has any bullshit principles in front of Cristiano.

'First you have to have aesthetic taste, then I can attack it. "Mu Ning hit the nail on the head, his strength refused to compromise and his heart softened, "Also, yours is not a personal hobby, yours is anti-humanity. '

Cristiano was very dissatisfied, so if it weren't for the cameras watching, he wouldn't talk to Mu Ning at all-wouldn't say a word to her!

"Wow! That's Miss Mu?"

The person who asked this question was Isco, who had never seen Mu Ning.

"It seems to be." Modric, who only glanced at Muning from a distance last time, replied.

Isco looked at it, looked at it again, and didn't say a word—but although he didn't speak, Hesse still spoke, "It's not as good-looking as I thought."

Isco thought so deeply, and patted Hesse on the shoulder with great relief, which meant: Yes, yes, yes, I also want to say it.

Mu Ning has a typical oriental appearance. To be honest, the eyes are not too small but a little narrow and long, and the nose is not collapsed but not very straight. It is good-looking for ordinary people, but compared with celebrities It's not as good as I imagined'.

And although she likes to fiddle with other people's wardrobes, dressing herself is very simple.For example, today he only wore a dark blue long coat and black wide-leg pants. The top was covered by the coat, but the collar was probably just a white sweater.

If there is anything that can beat those beauties that Cristiano has seen before, it may only be indifference.

Don't get me wrong, it doesn't mean how indifferent and rude she is to people, but that she treats everyone the same - the same politeness and the same distance.

She doesn't please anyone, and she obviously refuses to be pleased.

She keeps a distance from everyone that can be used to observe each other, unless this person is completely worthless, such as Elena back then.

"So I don't really understand." The teammate next to him, Casemiro, suddenly came over and followed up—it seemed to be out of his head, but everyone knew what it meant.

So I don't quite get it, why did Cristiano choose her?

Not hot enough and not a childhood sweetheart, even Tianxiang must have an advantage, right?

Ramos coughed loudly, "What are you talking about? Hurry up and warm up! I must tell you that Cristiano has not been very happy recently."

Thus was born Cristiano, Madrid's newest underdog.

Modric kept silent at first, but after several young people reluctantly rolled to run around, he approached Ramos without any warning, and asked with a very rare gossip: "So why exactly?"

Ramos desperate for fun in Real Madrid's dressing room

But when he was most desperate, he found that Benzema and Bale were quietly approaching them, trying to hear something with their ears pricked up.

"You can't do this..." Ramos refused weakly.

"Forget it Sergio," Modric whispered, "you have 'ask me, I can't help it, I want to say' written all over your face - stop resisting, say Right. We all know you know."

All right!Since you can't be Madrid's No. [-] striker, gossip about Madrid's No. [-] striker-Ramos feels that his life suddenly becomes clearer.

"I'm not sure, you know-I wasn't very sure." Ramos opened his mouth, and the other three knew that this was a 'longlongago' story. The few truths hold this, and they too have to struggle to put up with the nonsense.

"But after seeing it a few times, I knew it." Ramos continued to lay the groundwork.

He might still want to exaggerate for a while, but after seeing Modric roll his eyes silently, the gossip of Madrid's first striker... had to succumb to the evil forces of his teammates, "Pass me next?"

That's what he asked of his midfielders.

"Well, well, it's all yours." Modric said casually.

Ramos could tell that Modric wasn't sincere at all, but he had to swallow the gossip, considering the gossip was too much for him.

"Because Miss Mu is stupid!"

Modric: ...

Bell:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Benzema:! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Only she can match Cristiano's IQ, don't you even understand this?" Ramos said triumphantly.

The trio looked at Ramos - or maybe behind him - silently covering their eyes and shaking their heads, then walked away with their heads down.

"Why are you all gone? Am I wrong?" Ramos was sad because he didn't have a confidant for his insights.

Just at this time.

"No." Ramos heard Cristiano sneer and said, "Sese, turn around now and tell me, do you choose to run twenty laps or be beaten by me?"