Fame with a ball

Chapter 170 1 Some Discussions

The Bernabéu stadium was boiling.

Real Madrid fans put their heads in their hands and couldn't believe their eyes: "Oh God—"

The commentators were also dumbfounded, and it took a while to realize: "C Ronaldo shot this free kick!"

"A serious mistake! The ball didn't even go around the wall, but hit Lin directly!"

"What was the robot thinking before the free throw? Did he think about life like Balotelli?"

Lin Zhigao fell to the ground with sweat on his forehead, several hands were put on his body, and he was shaking him in concern, the surroundings were noisy, and the voices of his teammates seemed distant and near: "Lin, how are you?" "The team doctor will be here soon." Already!" "Real Madrid is doomed to lose this time! But Lin, your sacrifice is too great..."

But Lin Zhigao had only one thought in his mind at this time: Did Ronaldo, the bastard, take me as the murderer of his father and enemy when he made a free throw?

The referee suspended the game, and the team doctors quickly ran to the field. They surrounded Lin Zhigao. One of them boldly lifted his hand and his clothes, and immediately there was a lot of breathing sound from around. .

Lin Zhigao has recovered a little bit now. At the moment he was just hit, an extremely absurd thought flashed through his mind, "It's probably only this painful for a woman to give birth."But now, he feels that his stomach hurts no longer like being crushed in half by a car, but has developed into an uncomfortable swelling pain. Of course, it is also possible that he is numb from the pain and has an illusion .

A cool pain-relieving spray was sprayed on his belly. Lin Zhigao looked down, his eyes widened uncontrollably, and he finally understood why the people around him were gasping just now—this fucking is really Like the scene of a car accident, or who cut off a piece of the Hulk's skin and put it on for him.

After taking the first aid measures, the team doctors tossed Lin Zhigao onto the stretcher in a hurry, preparing to carry him off the field.

Lin Zhigao firmly gripped the turf with both hands, and strongly protested: "I will not end, and my feet are not injured, I will stay here."

Several team members rushed forward, trying to break Lin Zhigao's palm: "You better get off the field and go for treatment." "Yes, your stomach looks terrible, we can't keep you on the field." "Let go, Lin ! What are you doing grabbing the turf so tightly!"

"We just carried you down for detailed treatment." A team doctor said in a soft voice: "The referee has suspended the game, right? If you are fine, we will let you back on the field."

"Really?" Lin Zhigao asked suspiciously.

The team doctors smiled at him, and then worked together to lift the stretcher, but Lin Zhigao's fingers were still grabbing the turf. Accidentally, he pulled out two handfuls of thatch mixed with soil, leaving two halves on the turf of the Bernabéu stadium. an ugly hole.

Liu Jianhong couldn't help playing a cold humor: "Lin Zhigao grabbed two handfuls of thatch and soil from the Bernabeu and was carried off the pitch. Did he want to vent his emotions in this way, or did he want to take some souvenirs from the Bernabeu?"

After saying this, Liu Jianhong laughed "hehehehe", but when he saw Zhang Lu's constipated expression, he immediately realized that his joke was really "cold", and he laughed again in embarrassment With a sound, the topic was immediately shifted to Real Madrid.

Lin Zhigao was carried into the locker room for 5 minutes, but he still hadn’t come out. The referee urged Juventus to either make a substitution or let Lin Zhigao play. After the assistant coach Ferrari went to the locker room to take a look, he came back and said: “Lin Zhigao is still there. I was pressed on a chair by the team doctors to apply medicine, and the bandages were not tied, so I guess I will have to wait."

Capello thought about it for a while, and he felt that even if Lin Zhigao could return to the field, he would definitely be affected. His stomach is connected to his waist, and the waist is only second to his legs in importance to professional players. Lin Zhigao's stomach was completely injured. That way, no matter how well the dressing is done, it will definitely affect his running, because running and twisting will involve the muscles in the waist and abdomen.

How does a player who can't run help in a crunch game?The extremely rational Capello made a decision: Juventus substitutions!

When the fourth official put out the sign "Padoin replaces Lin Zhigao" on the sidelines, the entire Bernabéu stadium exclaimed. More than half of the people thought that Lin Zhigao was seriously injured this time. Without worry, he said: "Capello used up the last substitution quota for Juventus! I just saw Lin giggling and carried off. I thought he could come back again. Capello replaced him at this time. , Is there some bad news coming from the locker room?...I was hit in the stomach by the ball, God, Lin won’t hurt his internal organs, right?”

And Lin Zhigao, who was desperately not wearing bandages in the locker room and was arguing with the team doctors about going to the field, was also dumbfounded when he saw the live TV in the locker room: He was replaced?

He glared at the team doctor: "Did you tell Mr. Capello that I can't go back to the court?"

A team doctor felt very innocent: "No, I just said that your injury is a little troublesome and it will take a long time."

Lin Zhigao felt abandoned.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with Fabio's choice."

Suddenly there was a familiar and elegant male voice outside the door, Lin Zhigao didn't even need to raise his head to know that it was John.

"Mr. Elchin." The team doctors stood up and greeted the club owner.

"Is Lin's injury serious?" John stood by the bench, looked at the half-wrapped bandage on Lin Zhigao's belly, and asked with a frown.

"There was no harm to the internal organs." A team doctor said: "The swelling can go down within two or three days, but it will take at least several weeks for these bruises to disappear completely."

"Did you finish the medicine?"

"Ah, yes. All that remains is to put the bandages on."

John sat on the side of the bench and said lightly, "I'll do it."

The team doctors stood up quickly, handed him the remaining bandages, and left the locker room.

Lin Zhigao's eyes were glued to the TV screen, where the outside ball game was being broadcast live, and now the game has resumed.

……

Cristiano Ronaldo, who missed a free kick, looked a little lost.

Some Real Madrid fans in the Bernabéu stadium booed him. When it directly led to the loss, of course some people would express dissatisfaction with him.

To be honest, in the hearts of many fans, they will always be loyal to the club only, and professional players are the tools for the team to win in their eyes.When stars perform well and bring championships to the team, they will chase after him and cheer for him, but if a player never performs well, or even transfers to another team for his personal future, the fans let the stars What they feel will not be warmth but only cold, and they will even take extreme measures such as burning jerseys or sending death threat letters.

Cristiano Ronaldo stood in the midfield with a blank expression, exuding an aura of "don't disturb the idlers" all over his body, which made some teammates who wanted to comfort him stand and watch from afar, not daring to approach him easily.

Everyone thought that the reason why Ronaldo's expression became so scary was because he missed the free kick and now he was booed by the home fans, but only Ronaldo knew what caused his gloomy and complicated mood The reason is far from that simple.

"Why can't I control my inner anger? Why does the ball fly straight into that person's body?"

"Because Lin Zhigao is a hateful liar, he is gay and loves to lie, the most unforgivable point, that short Argentine must have known all this!"

"But why is it that I'm still in a bad mood when he was kicked off?"

"Calm down, I need to calm down," Ronaldo thought. "I'll ask him for an explanation, but only after the game."

Ronaldo, who forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath and quickly got into the resumed game.

It’s just that the free kick that Real Madrid missed had a great impact on their morale, and Lin Zhigao’s end actually disrupted Juventus’ rhythm. Unable to enter the state, for the first time on the Bernabéu stadium, the two teams collectively fell into a sleepwalking game scene. The 90-minute main game time ended quickly, and the score was tied at 2:2.

At this time, the fourth official showed the stoppage time: 5 minutes.

……

"You don't have to grit your teeth and stare at the TV." John rolled the bandages in circles, and his tone of voice was a little careless because his attention was focused on the wound: "It's only 5 minutes, Real Madrid can't change the final outcome."

Lin Zhigao stared at the TV screen intently as if he didn't hear anything.

After wrapping up all the wounds, John tied a flat bow on the joint of the bandage, and carefully placed his hand on Lin Zhigao's belly: "How do you feel?"

Lin Zhigao pouted his buttocks and moved to the side, avoiding John's hand.

John's hand was raised in the air alone, he raised his eyebrows funny and angrily: "Lin?"

Lin Zhigao reluctantly agreed.

"Why do I feel that you are a little unhappy?"

"In view of the fact that we have already used up three substitutions, I am just praying to God and his old man that Real Madrid will never score a goal." Lin Zhigao said in a muffled voice.

"But your appearance seems to be making trouble with me." John said lightly, "Do you think Fabio shouldn't be replaced, or do you hate me for supporting his decision?"

"I obey any decision made by Mr. Capello, because he is the head coach of the team, but I also have the right to reserve my displeasure." Lin Zhigao said eccentrically: "Fabio—this word sounds really intimate. .”

"You can't attack indiscriminately, Lin." John said helplessly, "That's just a name for an old friend."

"Leo and Cris are also terms for old friends." Lin Zhigao pointed out sharply: "You were jealous before for no reason, and that is also discrimination."

"It's different." John narrowed his eyes and said, "F... Capello is much older than me."

Lin Zhigao had a strange expression: "Aren't you much older than me?"

John's expression froze for a moment, but then he snorted coldly: "Your Real Madrid friend is the culprit who caused you to be substituted."

This time it was Lin Zhigao who was asked. He stared blankly at the TV screen and muttered, "How do I know what happened to him suddenly, or do I look too much like a goal?"

John rubbed the skin around his neck lightly: "Maybe..."

"what?"

John lowered his head and kissed Lin Zhigao's shoulder: "It's nothing."

Lin Zhigao frowned and looked at him: "You must have something to say."

John smiled, "Are you ready to forgive your friend just like that?"

"What else can I do?" Lin Zhigao rubbed his face: "Call him a meal, or give him a slap in the face next time we meet on the court."

"These methods of revenge are too clumsy." John raised his eyebrows and said, "The best way is to buy your friend to New Alpine..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhigao burst into laughter and said, "Naive idea! Real Madrid won't sell him. Cris is not for sale at Real Madrid. Isn't that what everyone already knew?"

"There is nothing in this world that is absolutely not for sale, and it is only because the price is not suitable." John calmly pointed out: "[-] million euros, [-] million euros, or [-] million euros, as long as Florentino earns enough, what will he do?" Sell?"

Well, there is indeed no shortage of rich men in this world. Since John wants to assume, Lin Zhigao followed his words and said, "What are you going to buy him for?"

"As a substitute for you?"

"Let a scoring machine stay on the bench forever and fail to score?" Lin Zhigao took this as a joke: "This idea is too poisonous, he will be driven crazy!"

John was noncommittal.

……

Real Madrid fans hope that someone can perform a miracle in stoppage time, but the cruel reality tells them that even if Real Madrid's main team is full of superstars, it is impossible to shine in every game.

When the referee blew his whistle to signal the end of the game, the Real Madrid fans in the stands of the Bernabéu stadium were in mourning, but Juventini couldn't help hugging his companions excitedly, and then cheered loudly!

In the two rounds of the Champions League semi-finals, Juventus eliminated Real Madrid with a total score of 5:4, advancing to the final for the first time in 11 years!

"This is news that can make Zebra fans all over the world boil: we have defeated the mighty Real Madrid and entered the Champions League final again in 11 years!" The Italian commentator shouted: "This is definitely a historic one, The revival of Juventus is imminent! Be excited and cheer, we are infinitely close to the cup with big ears that we have longed for for nearly 20 years!"

Contrary to the Juventus players who were celebrating, it was the expressions of the Real Madrid superstars who seemed to see the end of the world coming.

But it is impossible to turn back time, and the ending is already doomed. Ronaldo forced Yan Huanxiao and several teammates to encourage each other, "We can start over next season." The crowd surrounded him tightly. Although Ronaldo was defeated, he was still one of the focus of the reporters. However, Ronaldo, who was upset, did not accept any interview from any reporter. The reporter who wanted to secretly photograph him ran straight back to the player tunnel.

When the door of the locker room was pushed open, Lin Zhigao thought it was his teammates who had come back. He was thinking that luckily he had sent John away just now, otherwise what would he do if his teammates saw something?While showing a bright smile, he raised his voice and asked, "Can we go to the Stadium of Light?"

But standing at the door of the locker room was Ronaldo in white No. 7 jersey.

"Cris?" Lin Zhigao looked puzzled.

Ronaldo walked in without saying a word, and stood beside Lin Zhigao.

"Are you here to apologize to me?" Lin Zhigao smiled gratifiedly and proudly, pointed to his belly and said, "Look at what you did, I'm going to be mummified."

Ronaldo's gaze was attracted to him, and after seeing the densely entangled straps, his expression became a little tangled.

But Lin Zhigao didn't realize anything at the moment, he still said in a cheerful tone: "Your shot really seemed to come straight for me. What were you thinking when you made a free throw? This shot is terrible. .”

Lin Zhigao spoke for a long time in a complaining tone, but he still didn't get any reply, which made him feel strange, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Ronaldo's expression, but was confused by the gloomy and weird expression on the other party's face Even more confused.

At this time, Ronaldo finally asked the first sentence in a hoarse voice: "Why didn't you tell me that you are gay?"

Lin Zhigao froze, all the hairs on his body stood on end.

Ronaldo stared at Lin Zhigao with sharp eyes: "Am I the last one you got fooled around... Humph, friend?"

Those piercing gazes were like nails, making Lin Zhigao uneasy: "No, only Messi among my friends knows about this... I originally wanted to tell you, what we said in the player tunnel, you Did you forget?"

Ronaldo remained silent and did not answer.

"However." Lin Zhigao asked hesitantly, "How did you find out about all this?"

Ronaldo approached Lin Zhigao, grabbed his jersey collar, and said in a vicious tone: "The thing on your back is too dazzling."

Lin Zhigao's expression changed from panic of being exposed to embarrassment and embarrassment.

He stretched out his hand to pull his collar out of Ronaldo's hand, but saw Ronaldo quickly let go of his collar. The quick movement obviously did not want to have any physical contact with him.

Lin Zhigao felt an arrow shot in his heart, and he looked at Ronaldo with hurt eyes.

Ronaldo avoided his sight, but in his heart, the robot didn't expect his nerve reaction to be so fast.

Lin Zhigao lowered his head in self-loathing: "Look, I knew you would react like this."

Ronaldo is very sure that he is the one who came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but why does he feel a little guilty at this moment?

While an awkward silence was being maintained between the two, there was suddenly lively conversation outside, as well as footsteps from far to near.

Lin Zhigao quickly raised his head, stared at Ronaldo, and said in a hurry and fast: "I definitely didn't intend to hide from you, Cris, I hope you can understand this, no one knows my kind better than you. The environment that people face. If you still consider me a friend, I hope you-"

The door of the locker room was pushed open from the outside. Ronaldo turned around and ran out in a hurry without even looking at Lin Zhigao.

"Cris—"

De Qielie, who entered the door, collided head-on with Ronaldo, and suddenly leaned back. If there were no teammates behind him, he would almost fall to the ground.After finally standing still, when he was furious and wanted to find a teacher to ask for his punishment, Real Madrid No. 7 had already run away and disappeared.

De Qielie walked in and said angrily: "What is that guy Ronaldo doing in our locker room? He won't apologize if he bumps into someone!"

"He came to ask me how my injury is." Lin Zhigao felt a little disappointed in his heart, but he still smiled: "After all, we eliminated Real Madrid, didn't we? Guys, don't talk to people who are full of disappointment." Asking too much."

Hearing what Lin Zhigao said, all the Juventus players immediately burst into smiles. They gathered around Lin Zhigao, caring about his body while dancing excitedly: "Hey Lin, don't you know that in the last few minutes of the game we are How heroic, Real Madrid had four shots that were resolved!" "At that time we thought 'we can't let Lin down in the locker room' and persisted!" "We can go to the Stadium of Light to play the final La!" "I don't know how much bonus we can get if we can bring back the big ear cup?"

"I knew you were the best!" Lin Zhigao praised his teammates sincerely.

At this moment, a text message rang suddenly in the locker room, and Lin Zhigao recognized that it was his mobile phone.He went to the locker and took out his mobile phone, and was surprised to find a new unread text message from Ronaldo: I won't tell anyone. —— Ronaldo.

Lin Zhigao's expression became relieved and complicated at that moment.