"You..." Ronaldo muttered for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly

Messi also sighed softly.

"We lost!" Messi murmured after a long time.

"We lost!" Ronaldo said in frustration. He hates losing, but this time he tried his best and still failed, and failed miserably. Of the six opponents, none of them were drunk, and his own Golden Army was wiped out. This is too tragic.

"It's all my fault, I'm a bad drinker!" Messi blamed himself.

"You have done a good job, no one needs to do anything wrong." Ronaldo did not blame Messi, but praised him. After all, he fell down slightly later than Messi, but in fact, the two of them drank

The same amount. For the youngest and youngest Messi, this is simply a miracle.

"You are very good. You are as good at drinking as anyone else. I really don't know how you can drink so well!" Ronaldo sighed.

"I was numb after the third cup, and I had lost consciousness for a long time. But I understood one thing, that is, I can't discredit our team, I can't embarrass myself, even if I lose, I can't embarrass myself. At that time, I thought,

I would rather drink myself to death than suffer a lawsuit." Messi gritted his teeth and said.

c was stunned.

"I didn't expect you to be so passionate about the team!" Ronaldo said silently.

"Although I came from the Barcelona youth training camp, it was Tottenham that gave me all the honors and status! I love Tottenham more than anyone else. I don't want Tottenham to be embarrassed because of me, and I don't want to see the boss

The bet with Suleiman was lost because of me. Without the boss, there would be no me. I want to repay the favor!" Messi said seriously.

Cristiano Ronaldo fell into deep thought. The answer Messi gave him was so shocking. He has been in the professional league longer than Messi, but to him, any club is just a place where he works. It is where he became famous.

A place where he can make a lot of money. He does not have as strong a sense of belonging to the team as Messi does. However, Messi's words today made him shockingly aware of the problem with his attitude towards the team.

Is this because he is being cold-blooded, or is Messi too persistent? Ronaldo fell into deep thought.

after a long time

"Messi, isn't football a business circle? Is it worth it for you to pay so much for the team? The club pays you a salary and you pay for your abilities. Isn't that enough! Do you need to work so hard?" Ronaldo asked.

Messi smiled.

"This is not a question of money, but a question of feelings. After we have been together for a long time, we have feelings, and we will have a family-like feeling for the club. I am willing to give everything for my family. And Cristiano, although your actions

That's right, this is a very professional approach, but don't you think it's too cold-blooded, and are you happy like this?" Messi said.

Cristiano Ronaldo nodded. Indeed, he is too professional, so that apart from enjoying some fun by scoring goals on the court, he has no other fun in football. On the other hand, Messi, in the club every day, whether it is

Whether in games or training, he is always smiling and looking like he is enjoying himself. In terms of mood alone, he is worlds apart from Messi before.

"Am I wrong?" C Luo Youyou asked.

"You are wrong. Although giving up money is important in this world, there are many things that money cannot replace in football. You just ignored these. Cristiano, I think you can try to get in touch with your teammates more.

, Go and mingle more with other teammates, Xi Shao is not just a small circle of just a few people." Messi said.

Ronaldo was silent again.

I don’t know how long it took before Ronaldo’s slight laughter came.

"Messi, I don't really agree with your statement. But I think the relationship between us should not be a confrontation, but a teammate relationship that can cooperate and cooperate with each other on the court." Ronaldo said.

.

Messi was stunned for a moment, and felt a pang of regret in his heart. Obviously Ronaldo did not recognize him as a friend, but accepted the relationship between the two teammates. But on second thought, Messi smiled again. Anyway, at least the relationship between the two parties has made a lot of progress.

Step. Who can say for sure what the future will bring? Maybe the two parties will become friends in the future.

"Well, then let's not confront each other anymore. No matter what my friend and I have said before, I can promise you here that I will never say anything bad about you again." Messi said seriously.

"Yeah, me too." Ronaldo nodded.

Messi smiled heartily like a child.

"By the way, it's the weekend now. The game against Charlton should have started. Do you want to see it?" Ronaldo said.

"Well, yes, it's a game, nurse, nurse, turn on the TV!" Messi immediately shouted.

"It's not watching TV, but going to the scene. I feel like I'm in great shape now and can play!" Ronaldo shouted.

"Me too, I want to compete, and I want everyone to know that our Tottenham Hotspur are the strongest.!" Messi jumped up suddenly, full of energy, and there was no trace of any previous injury. But he jumped up

At that moment, my steps became shaky and I almost fell over.

Cristiano Ronaldo also jumped up, tore off the bandages and intravenous drip in his hands, put on his clothes, and pulled Messi, who was a little vain, straight to the court.

"Hey~" Seeing the two people leaving, the nurse wanted to catch up, but they were no match for the two Scuds. In the blink of an eye, they were thrown away without a trace. The angry nurse stomped her feet. It turned out that two talented players came to the hospital.

All the nurses were beaming, thinking that this time they might be able to have a relationship with a football star. I didn’t say it would definitely lead to success, but it would also be good to have an affair.

But who would have expected that the two of them were in a coma for the past two days, and now they just woke up and ran away. What do you think this is?

Leaving aside the fact that Messi and Ronaldo are rushing to the stadium, there are boos in the White Hart Lane stadium at this moment. These boos are not blown by the away fans Charlton, but by the home Tottenham fans. Who are they booing?

, not a Charlton player, but a Tottenham player.

Originally, they were very dissatisfied with the recent internal strife at Tottenham. They thought it was simply because the Tottenham players were bored and just messing around. Of course, if the record is good, it doesn't matter. You can make noises all you want, but now every game is a competition.

It's a bad game, and we barely won the last game. Today, it's only 15 minutes into the second half, and Tottenham are still trailing Charlton 0:1. Tell me, how unbearable this is for Tottenham fans.

Moreover, all the players on the field are listless and their steps are sloppy. You say, this makes the fans angry. They are so angry!

"Haha, Lin Feng, your team is not good. It seems that this year's championship will belong to us, West Ham United." Suleiman laughed.

Lin Feng glanced sideways at Suleiman and was too lazy to pay attention to him. However, the situation here was indeed very puzzling. According to Lin Feng's idea, after a drink, everyone should have shared the same hatred of the enemy, turning the hostility into friendship and restoring morale.

Killing everyone. But the result was a bit beyond Lin Feng's expectation. Although both sides did share the same hatred and hated West Ham United to death, Tottenham and West Ham United were mortal enemies. They never had anything nice to say when they met, and they almost never met.

We were fighting each other, would it make a difference to hate them a little more?

On the contrary, although Messi and Ronaldo are no longer here, their friends are still confronting each other, and they think that the loss to West Ham United is the other party's fault. This is good, and it completely ignited Mourinho's anger.

. He had been holding back his anger for a long time, but he never broke out. Now it seems that even Lin Feng’s arrival is of no use and he can’t calm these little bastards. He immediately got angry and punished all the players by running around the training ground on the eve of the game.

100 laps.

After a full 100 laps, whoever can't run will get out. He will relegate him to the cold palace, never hire him, and will never sell him and let him rot within the contract. Facing Mourinho

Who dared to talk back and finish the run honestly, the result was like this today, stumbling on the field, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

This game only lost 0:1, which is already a reflection of the team's strength.

It’s just that the fans are not satisfied! Lin Feng is naturally not satisfied either, especially with the fat man Suleiman making noises in his ears.

"Lin Feng, what do you think? Do you want to make another bet? It's still 10 million. If your team can draw today, I will count you as the winner. How about that?" Suleiman said arrogantly.

He was unreasonable and unforgiving. After Kai Cong defeated Lin Feng once in the bar, he became complacent and showed off his victory over Lin Feng.

Once again, give Lin Feng some good looks.

Today, Suleiman naturally has a chance. So he wants to challenge Lin Feng and win another 10 million from Lin Feng.

"Hey, Suleiman, you got carried away with the money you won. Why, do you think I'm just a cabbage, just for you to take advantage of?" Lin Feng said sarcastically.

Chinese cabbage? Suleiman didn't understand what Lin Feng meant at first, but he likes to ponder. Lin Feng's words must be pondered, otherwise you won't even know you were scolded by him. So, Su

Lyman read a lot of books, especially books on China. He also read as many books as possible. Today, he was able to figure out what Lin Feng meant.

Isn't there an old saying in China - Feed pigs with cabbage? If Lin Feng describes himself as a cabbage, then he has become a pig! Although he is a little fat, he is still far from a pig! Suleiman's eyes suddenly turned into a pig.

It's blood red.

"Lin Feng, just tell the truth, do you dare? Don't be a man. Just say, be more cheerful!" Suleiman snorted coldly.

"Okay, just bet, I'm afraid you won't succeed." Although Lin Feng knew that the current situation was not good, he would rather count the money than lose the battle. He could afford to lose 100 million, but if he didn't gamble, Suleiman would laugh at him.

, that would be bad.

"Hey, I still need a pure gold bathtub, and someone just happened to pay for it today!" Suleiman laughed.

At this time, Messi and Ronaldo appeared on the court. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!