[football] exactly the same

Little Chris didn't know about Cristiano's entanglement about Milan. In fact, he quickly put himself into the preparations for the King's Cup-although others said that this game can be relaxed, but as a rookie , Chris Jr. is still nervous about his first appearance on behalf of Real Madrid.

"What is Chris doing?" Mendes, who was chattering about how he took great credit for signing his first small endorsement for Chris, found out that Chris was not listening to him at all. He stopped in frustration, and asked Cristiano after observing carefully for a while.

Cristiano swallowed a mouthful of beans, looked at little Chris who was watching the ipad, and said casually: "It's nothing, I'm just watching the game video."

Mendes nodded, "It's been a few days since the national team's game, and he's still watching the video? But it's good, it's a good thing for young people to reflect more."

Cristiano laughed dryly, "No... He has watched that video - five times. In fact, if you ask me about any goal in that game, I can probably answer it. What he is watching now is Ponferatina video."

Mendes froze for a moment, the spoon froze in mid-air, and it took a long time before he asked, "Penferatina? Who?"

"A very strong team in the lower reaches of West Second Division—I mean lower reaches." Cristiano said dryly, "Yes, you heard me right, your little prince is watching such an impressive team. The team's game video - I don't even know where he found it..."

Mendes didn't wait for Cristiano to finish complaining about his strange tenant, and ran over to check Chris's ipad.

The pixels are touching, the live broadcast technology is rough, and it has the demeanor of West Second Division.

"...What are you studying about them?" Mendes looked at them for a long time but didn't see any special features in terms of skills and tactics or the players' personal abilities, and finally he couldn't help asking Chris.

Cristiano snorted very loudly - obviously he thought this question was ridiculous.

West Second Relegation Team, friends, West Second Relegation Team.Is it the fate of this kind of team to be beaten when it meets Real Madrid? 3:0 is a tie, 5:0 is a small victory, and 7:0 is barely a wave.

Little Chris was obviously embarrassed by Cristiano's reaction, he touched the back of his head, "I just think... er, we should face every opponent seriously."

'Be serious with every one of your opponents - regardless of their quality, whether it's Spain or...Barcelona.Chris my favourite, you have to remember that because it's the best way to show your respect for them, your respect for all the fans watching this game, your respect for your cause.And, to respect them is to respect yourself. '

Little Chris will always remember his father telling him this when he represented the youth team in his first game.

'Yes, Mr. Aveiro, I have never met a more modest and prudent good boy than Chris.He attaches so much importance to every opponent and takes every game so seriously.He is our pride, and indeed yours. '

Chris Jr. remembers the smug smile on his father's face when his head coach praised him this way - after retiring, his father hasn't smiled like that because of something for a while, that he only won one European Cup A real, majestic smile comes after a trophy like that.

"Of course you have to take them seriously...that's a very good realization." Mendes began to wonder who instilled such a terrible, overly serious outlook on life in young Chris-don't know why, it sounds like It's a more serious version of Cristiano.Mendes looked suspiciously at Cristiano, who was buried in his peas. After thinking for a while, he first addressed Chris's question, "But...uh, this is West Second Division after all..."

You watch video endlessly with them, so what do you do with Barcelona?Is it possible to make up as Messi and lurk for a few days?

Mendes doesn't think this is a very good way, and he doesn't think the person who instilled this idea in little Chris is so wise-yes, most of the ideas of young people are influenced by others.

"I'm not saying that the West Second Division teams are not worthy of attention. After all, the ball is round and no one knows what will happen-I agree with this, but I think you are a little bit concerned about the words 'importance' and 'respect'. What a misunderstanding." Mendes continued to explain.

Little Chris obviously couldn't understand.

"Personally, I think it's fine as long as you respect them, but you don't need to prepare the game with the same intensity every time - Chris, believe me, if it's against Barcelona, ​​I will never stop you from doing this. Prepare, actually I don't think any preparation is too much for Barcelona." Mendes returned to his seat and took a sip of cranberry juice.

"But aren't they equal to Barcelona to some extent?" Chris Jr. asked.

This is a philosophical question, although Mendes is indeed well-informed to some extent and is indeed good at comforting the hearts of young people who are busy and overwhelmed, but for God's sake, he has never tried Answer a philosophical question.

After all, his most important players, such as Cristiano, never think about philosophy, but those players who do think about philosophy are not worth such a waste of time for him.

Sorry to say this, but everyone only has 24 hours, so if he decides to allocate his time more appropriately, there is definitely a case for it.

"How could they be equal to Barcelona—if they are equal, why hasn't this team even played in the Europa League?" Cristiano seemed to have no interest in such advanced topics, and rudely interrupted the philosophy meditation.

Little Chris, as a good boy with a strong thirst for knowledge, will naturally not be easily deceived by such words, "Yes, but I am talking about dignity. I think we should treat every team equally."

This topic has basically entered a dead end.

Cristiano was tired of this kind of children's boring exploration spirit, and felt that his own beans were more attractive.

Mendes looked at the thirsty eyes of little Chris, thought for a while and didn't know how to explain it, so he was forced to hand over the task to Cristiano, "Cristiano, say something my dear , you can't just sit there and not talk... and eat your peas."

Cristiano didn't understand why he couldn't even eat a bean in peace now.

"Okay, okay, but I have a question." Cristiano put down his spoon helplessly, and looked at his beans reluctantly, "Why... no, no, I mean, football and It's not a math class, why does everything need to be explained? Is this some kind of theorem?"

"Newton's three laws?" Cristiano asked, "Life is like...an engineering team building a building. If you don't build it, how do you know it's wrong?"

Cristiano’s words are very logically feasible, because many things in this world are indeed not mathematical problems of the level of 1+1=2, and even many mathematical problems themselves cannot be solved by a teacher with a pointer. One person can teach you to understand.

Mendes looked at little Chris, and little Chris looked at his baked beans, and took a big mouthful in slow motion in silence.

But in the end, little Chris couldn't help but speak.

"Cristiano, Newton's three laws... are in physics class."

Cristiano is seriously angry now.