[football] this god

Chapter 222

"So do you have anything to do with us, Kars?" Harvey yawned and looked at Puyol who had notified them to come to the training ground an hour in advance. "Where is Leo? He hasn't come yet?"——In fact, Ronaldi Neo wasn't there either, but Xavi thought it was perfectly normal for Puyol not to inform the Brazilian when he "had something to say", so his absence wasn't worth mentioning at all.

"I sent him a text message saying today's training was postponed for half an hour-so he will come in half an hour." Puyol was calm and calm, and he didn't look like the person who just passed the decree.

Harvey and the others were almost astonished. They looked at each other, and no one knew what Puyol meant.

"There is someone who will teach our Leo to leave Barcelona," Puyol announced.

Everyone sitting down there pointed the finger at Ronaldinho in the first place - and the thought made it easier for them to understand why Ronaldinho wasn't here anymore.But Iniesta thinks this is not a very important matter, "Kals, you are too nervous, the Brazilian will leave soon-the club has already tacitly agreed to this, he has no time to teach Leo badly." .We just need to pay a little attention during this time, and there is no need to hold a special meeting for this."

Harvey actively echoed Iniesta's views.

"It's not him actually. It's Ronaldo at Manchester United," Puyol corrects the mistake, "although Ronaldinho has tried something similar - I have to admit it."

People looked at each other again.

"Okay, so what are you going to do...?" Eto'o asked hesitantly, and Deco didn't dare to speak at all.

"We have to effectively beat Manchester United this time, we have to use our victory to prove to Leo that Ronaldo is not worthy of being his opponent at all - that is a very ridiculous idea. Then, of course, Leo will come back to us , as long as he sees with his own eyes how Ronaldo is powerless in front of us.” Puyol thought very well, “Mr. Well, we're going to help him keep the good "thoughts". "

The others felt as if they had nothing else to say except that it was a good idea—a mood in which all reached a "consensus" with Pujold.

"But I really don't understand, even if Leo has such thoughts, it's no big deal..." Iniesta turned his head and said to Harvey secretly, "I don't think it's okay, anyway, as long as he knows that he wants to beat Ronaldo or Shouldn't it be enough to rely on Barcelona?"

Harvey first routinely stated that what Iniesta said was correct, and then turned around to uphold justice and support Puyol, "Actually Kars's mood is also understandable-Andres, you You have to imagine his feelings. He almost drove Leo away with his own hands. Now that he has finally stopped the loss in time, how can you let him accept the possibility that Leo will go back to the old way? And I think Kars may be worried that Leo will To be attracted to someone who is... er, attracted."

Iniesta almost sprayed a mouthful of water on Harvey's face, "What are you talking about?" - Iniesta seemed to misunderstand what Harvey said, and he even looked a little scared.

Harvey touched the water that didn't exist on his face resentfully, "What are you thinking? I just said that Kars was worried that Leo would be attracted to Manchester United because of paying too much attention to Ronaldo-you know...no, you just now What are you thinking?"

Iniesta put down the water bottle and left blankly.

The Champions League first-leg semi-final was held in Manchester-Barcelona stayed at the hotel in Manchester where they came the night before.

According to common sense, this is Manchester United's home court. It is said that Manchester United players only need to sleep at home honestly and gather at the place on time the next day. to live together.

Then something goes wrong.

——"What? We must also live in the hotel designated by UEFA? Why? This is unreasonable! No way! I must not let my players live with Barcelona!" Jazz roared at the person sent by UEFA to explain the problem Said, "No! Can't let Ke...Manchester United and Barcelona live together!"

Sitting on the sofa in the lobby playing with the snake, Cristiano looked up at Jazz thoughtfully, and let the snake eat his own tail—he finally knew what was wrong, and finally knew why Jazz insisted on letting them Concentrate on staying at the hotel!

The old man didn't care about the game at all, he was afraid that they would be late for the assembly, he was simply worried that Cristiano and Messi were in Manchester, under his nose...you know?It's collaborating with the enemy...

Just when Cristiano was muttering silently like this, Puyol just took Leo, who was lying flat on the bed and didn't want to move, down to the restaurant for dinner-he saw Cristiano at a glance, and the enemy met for a while. Outer jealousy.

Before the game, Rio wanted to stay alone, didn't want to eat or talk to people, but Puyol was too noisy. He suspected that if he insisted on ignoring Puyol, Puyol might really be able to read forever—for In his own quietness, Leo finally slid out of bed slowly, put on his heels and came out for dinner behind Puyol.

Then immediately after, he also saw Ronaldo - he was so surprised by this that he didn't even notice the Jazz who gave him a hard look.

"What are you doing here? Did Sir Alex Ferguson catch you when you came to look for me?" Leo took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and quietly texted Ronaldo behind Puyol, "Although you are always stupid, But it still surprises me to be so stupid.”

Cristiano saw the text message immediately, and he was furious to justify his IQ, "Didn't you see that there are so many other Manchester United players over there? We are going to stay in a group hotel, but UEFA requires We have to live here and cannot rent another one.”

Puyol came to tell Leo to leave - he didn't want to get too close to Manchester United, in case of accidents, everyone understands.

However, Leo insisted on watching the excitement for a while, and several other players who went downstairs also chose to fully support Leo. Puyol had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

"So why does he insist on you living here?" Leo leaned against the wall and texted intently.

"Of course I was afraid that I would go to you before the game... Are you guys in Barcelona so stupid?" Cristiano sat on the sofa and mocked.

Leo did not complain for Barcelona this time. In fact, he may think it is more important to seize the time to laugh at Cristiano, "It can be said that it is very preventive——Mr. Doesn’t it explain something to imagine someone who can still have this leisurely mood before the game? For example, you are a failure in life or something.”

Not to be outdone, Cristiano fought hard, "That's your problem! Jazz must think that you are a person who is not doing business, idle, and will lead others, so he tried his best to guard against you!"

"Tsk, well, this kind of dispute is meaningless. Anyway, this is still his own problem. He didn't expect that UEFA would not allow him to choose other hotels, did he?" Leo asked, "But to be honest, he should have a hunch , after all it’s about fair play or something.”

——"Cristiano! What are you doing? Jazz is calling you!" Giggs stretched his neck to call Cristiano, but saw Cristiano's mobile phone screen, "Huh? Who are you texting? Girlfriend? "UEFA doesn't allow him to choose another hotel" - oh, you're telling her about the Jazz's choice of hotel?It's true... UEFA is too rigid. "

Every nerve in Leo tensed.

He is so confused, he actually texted Ronaldo in public!

——"Leo, let's go, the discussion at Manchester United is almost done, there is no excitement." Although Iniesta was also reluctant to end a big show, dinner was much more important than watching the excitement, so he still Under the pressure of his stomach, he came over to ask Leo to eat.

Leo made vague remarks and refused to leave. He was still worried about Ronaldo, and he was afraid that Ronaldo would slip through.He wanted to watch for a while, to make sure Ronaldo hadn't done anything stupid.

——"...Wait, Cristiano, this is your fault! Why did you call your girlfriend's phone number a fool?" Giggs made a fuss and quickly attracted a group of Manchester United passers-by. First.

Leo gritted his teeth lightly. He wasn't worried about Ronaldo being cheated at all. If Ronaldo really cheated, he would deny that he was seduced.

——"Hey, Leo? Who are you texting? Who is the brainless?" Harvey asked in surprise when he glanced at Leo's phone screen inadvertently when he approached La Iniesta.

Of course, Harvey obviously saw the interface of the successful sending of the text message and the name of the recipient: this is too eye-catching, after all, few normal people would name the person in their address book as brain-dead.

Cristiano rolled his eyes angrily. He will definitely not apologize for calling Messi a fool, after all, the other party is even worse than him.

People from Barcelona and Manchester United gathered together to discuss the unique aesthetics of their little ones. Only Jazz slapped Cristiano on the back of the head and cursed, "You are sleeping in the living room of my suite today. Don't go!"

Leo applauded the Jazz's decision in his heart.