Green Life

Guardiola stood silently on the sidelines, a little lonely, he touched his head depressedly, speechless. [Reading the latest chapters]

At an altitude of several tens of meters above him, Makqin also silently stared at the man shrouded in the huge hustle and bustle, speechless.

This is a kind of staggered fate, twists and turns, and bizarre.

The young man above his head has another script in his heart. No one knows. There, you will become a god!

Now, it has been a mere two years, and you are getting closer and closer to your goal, but you are finally at the end.

The six champions, the universe team, are all missing, and some are just constantly searching for ideals and can't stop.

What is an ideal? It is an ideal to make a million a year. It is also an ideal to learn to make a plate of the most delicious and delicate poached eggs.

Different choices interpret different lives.

And that different life is just off the court, on the two men who are moving and lonely, crazy and lonely.

There will be no sprinkling here, so no one will stop the mad man from running. He is about to explode with excitement at the moment. This is the Bernabeu, and he will soon become the king here!

Step on it, Barcelona!

At the moment when the outcome is determined, the secret agreement he and Florentino signed takes effect immediately and settles in the Bernabeu!

Ten years of ups and downs, finally reaching the peak!

Benfica, Porto, Chelsea, Inter Milan, his next stop will be the Royal Theater, Bernabeu!

If this is a book, then here, it must be the most in the whole book.

It was he who started the era of superstar coaching. This man who thought he was after God became a legend.

So he was crazy, crazy to face each team member, hug, those who believe in him, are also crazy.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable." At this moment, countless commentators regard this coach as the biggest star, and the camera is firmly locked. "Mourinho once again won the cup miraculously, and he led the long-lost Inter Milan "

In the first ten years of football in the new century, an end is drawn here. At the beginning of 2000, he left Barcelona, ​​the Milky Way played a battleship, Ronaldinho danced, Kaka went solo, Ronaldo Xintian, and Mark dropped suddenly. In the world, Messi can hardly be king. 10 years later, he overcame Barcelona and became the emperor in one fell swoop!

What kind of scenery is this?

Life arbitrarily, call Fang Qiu, Gai Mo!

At this time, Guardiola is perhaps the loneliest one in the world. Those who tout him, see him fall on defensive counterattacks twice, are they still superstitious of his ideas?

Three weeks later, Barcelona will have a new presidential election, supporting Cruyff and supporting his Laporta, just like Barcelona now, sadly.

Laporta was ruined by the corruption scandal. All this glory has not yet begun, is it about to end?

He looked at Harvey, looked at Messi, looked at Iniesta, and then stepped towards the court, raised his head, with a gentle face, and grudgingly smiled at the crazy crowd.

He pulled up Messi, pulled up Iniesta, and then walked straight to the large penalty area, pulled up Torres, who was lying on the ground with his hands covering his face, and he knew what he would face when he returned.

That is the anger and destiny of the whole Catalonia. As much as it is given to you, it will be recovered as much, and as much as it will be recovered, it will be given back to you.

Maqin looked at Torres being pulled up. Maybe, if he didn't become a Spanish striker, he wouldn't come to Barcelona, ​​and if he didn't come to Barcelona, ​​there would be no today. Who can tell.

Only the stubborn figure is still comforting his players. Is the ideal in his heart not yet obliterated?

People with ideals never lack courage!

...

"Mr. Perez, thank you for your hospitality, and we will be arriving in Austria tomorrow morning. Today, we will leave first," Mark Qin, who was a little sad, turned his head and said.

Florentino, with a red face, finally let go of the heart that had been hanging for most of the day. After listening to the translation, he smiled and said: "Mark, in this case, I will not keep you. This summer, we have all the preparations It's all for you. I hope you will consider it carefully. Next time you step on this stadium, you will be the master."

"Thank you, I will definitely consider it seriously after the World Cup," Maqin said as he said goodbye while holding his hand.

"Then I am waiting for your good news, and I wish you a good performance in the World Cup," Florentino said with a smile.

Everyone shook hands and bid farewell. Maqin and his entourage went straight into the elevator. The dragged Jonathan was pulled by Baldano and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Barnett, I have prepared a VIP box for you at Bernabeu. I will come and sit often in the future. "

Jonathan understood it with a smile, and replied with a smile: "Yes, Real Madrid is a top club, this is my honor."

The elevator door cut off the final farewell sight. Florentino turned around and said to Bardano: “I immediately started the transfer operation with Jonathan. Mourinho will definitely not be able to hide it before the World Cup. There may even be media tonight. Will be exposed"

"After the World Cup, I want to give the world a blockbuster. In the new season, Real Madrid will be the top coach, with three Golden Ball players competing on the same field," he said excitedly.

Zidane was stunned. He really didn’t know if Mourinho was coming. Bardano nodded and said: “As far as I know, Mark’s situation is very special and he can decide the transfer himself. If he really agrees to the transfer Yes, the Premier League will definitely not stay. The only ones who can afford the transfer fee are us, Barcelona and Paris."

Several people walked back while chatting. Florentino waved his hand and sat on the sofa to continue saying: "Today he has shown his attitude when he can come. He and the Liverpool boss have everything about him. Know, I guess I can’t escape the word money, and begging for food with a golden rice bowl, their boss should really retire.”

"Do you think he already likes Real Madrid?" Bardano asked in surprise, why didn't I see it?

Florentino shook his head, "I don't reject it. What I am most worried about is that he is too high-spirited and will go to Guardiola. I don't look like a passionate young man today."

"that……"

"It's time for the general election in Barcelona. They can't fight us financially. The people in Paris are troublesome and cannot be offended easily. So you have to maintain a close relationship with Jonathan and try to influence Mark's personal intentions."

"As far as I know," Zidah interjected, "Mark doesn't value money very much, at least it is not the first consideration."

Florentino nodded, "So it's better to convince Mark personally, Qi Dan, you will also go to the World Cup, find opportunities to do more of his work."

"Ok"

While they were discussing his future, Mark and his party had arrived at Madrid Airport overnight.

Mark Qin patted the luxurious seat, recalling the perfect shape on the outside, and immediately fell in love with it.

"Hey, Jonathan, let's put it all together in the future, where is this stuff too convenient," he said raptly.

"No problem, Gulfstream will definitely give you a discount. You buy it is equivalent to advertising for them, but I suggest you wait for two years. The G650 has been tested for flight. That one is more luxurious," Jonathan said.

"This Gulfstream G550 is their mainstream model in 1978. The price of the 650 will be reduced when it comes out, which is not cost-effective."

This is a chartered flight specially prepared by Maqin. Tomorrow, the England national team will gather in Irdning, Austria, to officially start the World Cup training, during which there will be three warm-up matches.

Irdning is backed by the Alps and is more than a thousand meters above sea level. It is a special plateau training prepared by the Football Association for the English national team to adapt to the South African environment.

That's right, their first game against the United States was in Rustenburg, South Africa, at an altitude of 1,500.

The plane will first send Maqin to Austria, and then send Isabella back to Switzerland to see Mrs. Madels and his brother. When they go to South Africa, the two will meet again.

"Two years is a bit long, so let's rent one for a long time, so that Isabella and I are convenient." Maqin still didn't give up, since he saw it, he couldn't wait that long.

Jonathan nodded, "This is no problem, I will arrange someone to do it when I turn around. How do you feel about Real Madrid?"

Mark Qin waved his hand, "Don't talk about this first, I have to concentrate on preparing for the World Cup. After the end, I have a lot of time to think about it. It doesn't matter if you keep in touch with them first, but don't trouble me in the media."

The Gulfstream 550 lifted up vigorously and plunged into the night. There were also a large number of national team members on both sides of the Bernabeu. They had no time to rejoice or lick their wounds, and they had to prepare to set off again.

Moratti lifted the championship trophy with Mourinho with great comfort, but many Inter Milan players did not expect that they would wait in the dressing room for Mourinho's farewell.

Moratti had known for a long time that he hadn't bothered this farewell, and that it was not only Mourinho who said goodbye, he would also say goodbye himself.

This will be the last glory of Moratti's Inter era. This old man who dedicated all his love to the blue and black has realized his dream.

Materazzi, the iron man's tenderness, cried bitterly while holding Mourinho, making Mourinho's eyes moist. Only these people know how much they paid.

Mourinho was right, they came with dreams, blue and black dreams, great dreams.

In Barcelona, ​​there is a curse in their hearts, they want to cheer on the Bernabeu, a deformed curse.

"Torres is not to blame." Guardiola sang a one-man show at the press conference. "Penalties are an inevitable challenge for every superstar and every player. Almost all superstars have missed penalty kicks and lost. Is the responsibility of our team"

"What? I don't want to comment on what that person did. Messi never flopped. He spit? I didn't see it. Even with him, it was unintentional."

"No, I don’t think so. I can’t say that we missed a penalty kick and we failed this season. We set the record for the highest points and the most goals scored in La Liga history. We only lost three games throughout the season. Guys should be proud"

"Mark came here to watch the game? I don't know. He didn't send me a message. I don't care about the summer."

Messi akimbo, and as soon as he arrived in the locker room, he threw aside the silver medal in his hand and hit the cabinet with a punch.

"Cracking", the teammates were obviously shocked in the quiet locker room. Is this Messi?

Then he was silent for understanding. Everyone who has a good relationship with him knows how unwilling he was when he lost to Mark Qin last year. This year's Messi is simply unstoppable, but he did not expect that Mark Qin also broke out.

The two men's goal battle, they both looked terrifying, you can imagine how much Messi fancy this final.

He is going to rely on the golden ball he lost in this championship competition. Kaka, Ronaldo, him, Mark Qin, the young superstars of this era have won the golden ball except him. How could he not be in a hurry?

Torres felt dazzling eyes all over the room~www.readwn.com~ The dressing room here is not as comfortable as Anfield, hey.

"Sorry, it was my mistake..." Torres said.

"Don't blame you," Puyol raised his hand to stop him. "It wasn't your goal. We lost in regular time. No one here will blame you."

Messi took a breath and turned around and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was excited just now. I was complaining about myself, Fernando. I didn't mean to complain about you. Puyol was right. It was not your advancement. We don’t even qualify for a penalty kick."

"That's right," Puyol stood up and said, "We will come back next year. I don't believe that every year we have such bad luck."

It's just that no amount of words can disturb this lifeless breath. When they play that kind of football, one can imagine how proud they are, but for two years in a row, the blow to them is painful.

Crazy, painful, complete, parting, surging, tonight, some stories have reached the end, some stories have just begun...