[football] exactly the same

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After Mourinho heard Cassie's retelling, he decided to observe Chris himself again-he couldn't tell what kind of omen this was.

In order to achieve his goal, Mourinho specially put Chris and Cristiano into a group in the group training shortly afterwards-'You should cooperate more, and the lack of understanding between the two of you is a major disaster'.

Mourinho is serious, and he is indeed telling the truth.

But he didn't get a new revelation, he just got a new problem.

"Did you see? Chris did it perfectly. He just passed the ball to me." After completing a set of training, Cristiano ran to Mourinho and said this-as if Chris just didn't Gave him a one-shot in a training session, but helped him complete a barb in the Champions League final.

Mourinho gave him a sideways look and a wrinkled smile, "So what am I supposed to say? What did you expect me to say?" Great, Cristiano, I'm so glad Chris didn't turn into a reprint of you '?—is that what you expected?"

Cristiano was a little bit annoyed - seriously annoyed, "Sir, I admit I was a bit... inexperienced in my early days at Manchester United, I didn't know how to pass the ball, but so what? I helped the team win game after game , and time and time again I have the ability to finish the offense by myself - I didn't pass the ball to someone who was a better fit, because I was the right one. You can think that passing is a virtue, but not passing the ball is not a mistake, is it? ?"

"Me and Chris, we just made a decision that wasn't perfect from a rational point of view, but so what? Didn't we make the best possible result? You got a win and we got The best goal of the round in the Champions League," Cristiano said, "win-win, isn't it?"

For the first time, he could take this as a joke, but the more times he did it, he would inevitably become unhappy.

Cristiano may be able to make concessions for Chris, just as Chris is willing to make concessions for him.But this does not mean that he is willing to give up his pursuit and instinct on the court.

Although Mourinho is very utilitarian and straight-masculine when it comes to football—of course, he has no aesthetic pursuit—but this does not mean that he only pursues winning and can completely ignore cooperation,” Cristiano said. , just because you kicked in once doesn't mean you can do it every time - you have to know, the victory we want is..."

"You may be missing my point, as strikers like us, we understand when it's our moment, when we can score goals even if we don't play rationally - on the contrary, sometimes rational and scientific. It may not bring victory. We are not playing football for the first time, haven't you seen a game where the tactical play is very reasonable but you can't score a goal?" Cristiano raised his voice.

Mourinho took it as an offense - just because he had a nice word with Cristiano doesn't mean he's out of his temper.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change, and Mourinho's nature is probably more difficult to change than ten countries.

"I am your head coach! Cristiano! If you pay attention, you will know that obeying your head coach is as natural for a player—even for a player like you—as a soldier obeying his general! Mourinho also raised his voice, "Do you have any misunderstanding about the leader? Can the leader do whatever he wants?"

"Do you have any misunderstandings about a player like me? As a player, am I not worthy to make my own judgment on the field? Football is not elementary school mathematics, and adapting to changes is completely acceptable!" Cristiano was not to be outdone, "Besides, a For a player like me, it’s not a big deal to do whatever he wants on the court once or twice—not to mention that I haven’t! I’m at best improvised!”

The other people who had already chatted, smiled, hooked their shoulders and put their shoulders together to go back to the locker room to change clothes and take a bath, and toss each other's smelly socks to relax, were suddenly attracted by the dispute over there and tensed up instantly.

Cassie looked left and right, and finally dragged Chris, who looked closest to the image of the incident solver, and ran towards the eye of the storm.

Chris is not very willing to get involved in this kind of dispute, but considering that both Cristiano and Mourinho are three-year-old EQ plus normal people... a little lower IQ than normal people, so he obediently followed Cassie passed.

"Cristiano..." As soon as Casey spoke, he received the glares of Cristiano and Mourinho at the same time.

"Are you going towards him? Just because he is your main striker?"

"Are you going after him? Just because he's your head coach?"

Mourinho and Cristiano said in unison.

Cassie was choked up by the two of them—what could he say?Is it still possible to say to Cristiano according to the original script: 'Cristiano, for the peace and happiness of the team and you, please stop arguing with Mr. Mourinho-we can talk slowly between you The problem.And you, Mr. Mourinho?For the peace and well-being of the team and you personally, please stop arguing with Cristiano - we can... weigh your views. '

Cassie looked at Chris, who swallowed hard—and stepped forward, "Cristiano, can you tell me what happened?"

Cristiano was about to say something, but for some reason, the words stopped suddenly—Cristiano looked at Chris hesitantly, and then he didn't know what to think, and pulled Mu who was about to explain first. rino.

Mourinho froze for a moment, and gave Cristiano a strange look.

Chris obviously didn't know what Cristiano was up to, he just tentatively asked: "What's wrong? Cristiano, what happened just now, can you let me know?"

Cristiano grabbed Mourinho, who wanted to talk, and walked directly to the opposite direction of the locker room, and said without looking back, "No, it's just a small friendly discussion—— You can go take a shower, and find a way to go home later, don't bother me."

Cassie thinks that Cristiano has made it very clear that "I can solve the problem myself, don't worry about it", so although he doesn't trust Cristiano's ability to solve the problem, he still doesn't want to mess with Cristiano at this time.

Based on this consideration, Cassie pulled Lachris, intending to go back to the locker room first but not to leave in a hurry - if there is a problem, he will rush to put out the fire immediately, and it would be better if there is no problem.

But no one expected that Chris pushed Casilla's hand away.

"What happened just now, can you let me know?" Chris subconsciously put on Cristiano's classic, 2000% recognizable compass-legged akimbo pose, accompanied by a gentle tone and tactful wording, But obviously undeniable interrogative sentences.

Cassie was stunned by the scene in front of her.

So is Mourinho.

"No need, Chris, you can go take a shower." Cristiano seemed displeased by Chris' non-cooperation, "I can solve my own problems."

"But I can help you with your problems—like a partner," Chris said dryly.

Cassie grasped the key words of this sentence in an instant, and so did Cristiano-very witty, I have to say.

"You are my partner, needless to say 'like'. But this has nothing to do with what we are talking about now, Chris, I can solve my problems by myself." Cristiano said impatiently with his arms akimbo.

The four compasses legs confront each other.

I have to say that this scene was so weird—so that Mourinho forgot about his dispute with Cristiano for a moment, and sneaked up to Cassie, whispering: "What does this mean?"

"I don't know either... It seems that Cristiano deleted Chris and copied a Cristiano..." Casey concluded.

Mourinho nodded with a sigh.

"But you don't make me feel like I 'is' your partner." Chris emphasized the word 'yes', "I'm your partner, Cristiano, keep saying that, you say I'm your traveling companion ——even the only one. And I always think that the traveling companion you mentioned refers to a completely equal relationship, a relationship that can understand and support each other—I can ask you about my doubts, but you can also ask me Ask. But you didn’t do that.” “Like today, you could tell me what happened, but you refused, and you thought it was your duty to protect me from getting into an argument with Mr. Mourinho or letting Mourinho Monsieur Rigno hates me? Do you know what that looks like? You just think of me as..."

Chris said so much in one breath, and suddenly he was a little short of words, but he couldn't think of any words to describe this feeling.

"son."

Mourinho is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Cassie rolled her eyes hard.

But Cassie never expected, Chris turned his head to look at Mourinho, nodded, "Thank you, that's right, very precise--Cristiano, just like what Mr. Mourinho said .”