"You are still young and have the opportunity to play for the national team." Kaka said.

Zhu Xu responded: "That's not, haha, actually I think they don't look for me, then there will be no one, haha!" Zhu Xu smiled: "Today's national team and Jordan, we have good luck this year, maybe we can qualify. You also know the football level of our country. It's not easy to qualify without luck. Of course, even if you have luck, it's not easy, but I'm really lucky. Maybe I can participate in the 2014 World Cup." Zhu Xu thought for a while: "Kaka, you can definitely participate. Didn't Ronaldo all return to the national team? You can definitely do it, I think you are very good."

Kaka nodded: "I hope so." He added in his heart that it is certainly OK. I will work hard to return to the national team. I will prove that I can still fight for Brazil.

Zhu Xu is optimistic: "When the time comes, you can take me to see Ronaldo. I think I will definitely become an excellent center forward at that time. Well, I am so outstanding that I can meet my idol."

"You are an excellent center now. It was a pleasant time when Benzema and Ronaldo got along well last time."

Zhu Xu looked out the window: "Not now, I'm waiting."

Carvalho returned to the team to train. Zhu Xu saw that his grandfather was in a clear wrong mood. When everyone regretted that he could not be recruited, his grandfather chose another kind of toughness. He unilaterally issued a statement to retire from the national team. In Zhu Xu's opinion, this was simply too bad. He dared not think about what would happen if he was in his country. Even in Europe, which advocated personal freedom, Carvalho's decision angered the Portuguese Football Association. Real Madrid star, when he saw Carvalho pretending that nothing had happened, he forced to joke.

Carvalho smiled reluctantly at Zhu Xu and rubbed Zhu Xu's hair: "Little guy, don't you change your hairstyle? Such long hair is easy to get braided when you run!"

Zhu Xu's hair was tied back behind his head: "Grandpa, you're fine, I'll read the report."

Carvalho patted Zhu Xu: "Anyway, I'm just playing as a substitute. It's better to play the club seriously. The national team doesn't give me money." Carvalho smiled reluctantly.

Zhu Xu sighed: "Grandpa, if you regret it, just say it. Why do you have to hold on like this? There are no outsiders. The national team is being recruited! If I can get it, I will be very happy to be a substitute. You will regret it now."

Real Madrid stars, one by one, turned around, what should I do if I say so?

Carvalho sighed: "Maybe, little guy, don't be so impulsive in the future." He regretted it. When he received the call for the national team, he rushed over immediately. Although he was no longer young, he believed in his state and could fight for the country. But what he got was a vest representing a substitute. At that moment, he had no idea, only angry, so angry that he said nothing, and no one informed him and left.

Why did this happen? When did it become like this? The young self also had the same idea as Zhu Xu, as long as he could fight for the country, so what if he was on the bench? What made him change? Why did anger defeat his love for the country? Why would he be unwilling to give up? Carvalho lowered his head: "It's too late."

Zhu Xu spread his hands: "Grandpa, you should think about how to explain to Pepe tomorrow. You actually took him as an example. My God, you don't know that he was angry at that time. I can see from the video that his face turned blue."

Carvalho was furious at the time and blurted out at the media questioning him, why did he train so hard and could only be a substitute, while Pepe was idle and actually played the main force.

After hearing Carvalho's words, Pepe was so angry that he ran away on the spot. If Carvalho hadn't been there, he would have performed a full martial arts that night. As two old teammates, such things would always be embarrassing.

Everyone accelerated their pace and left: Zhu Xu really dared to say anything...

Carvalho supported his forehead with his right hand: "Thank you for reminding me that there is still this thing." After saying that, he turned around Zhu Xu's neck with one arm: "Little guy, do you dare to say anything? Don't consider my feelings."

Zhu Xu was so hungry that he couldn't breathe: "Grandpa, are you murdering? It's indispensable to say or not. I kindly remind you to kill me! How about you treat you today and I will help you with Pepe tomorrow?"

Carvalho thought for a moment: "Ramses?"

Zhu Xu smiled and kept nodding.

"Boy, don't eat and don't do anything," Carvalho said.

Zhu Xu patted his chest and said that he would rest assured the leader.

After Carvalho left, Zhu Xu took out his cell phone and sent a text message: Pepe, do you want to make peace with grandpa? Once at the Poding restaurant, how about I help you with grandpa?

A minute later, Zhu Xu received a text message: One word is determined.

Zhu Xu hummed a song happily...

After dinner, Zhu Xu, who ran to hang out with everyone, returned to his home very late. Looking at the neat home, there were packed clothes on the sofa. He walked back to the room with his clothes in his arms and smiled unconsciously.

On September 7th, there was a note in the restaurant: There are many reporters at your doorstep every day, so I'd better take the old path in the morning. When they don't have to stop at noon, I'm here.

Zhu Xu smiled and took out two tickets from his wallet: Thank you for your care!

After breakfast, he washed the plate, opened the door, and pressed the shutter sounded. Zhu Xu narrowed his eyes and was surrounded early? He was surrounded by several reporters.

Zhu Xu smiled: "What's wrong? What's so special today?"

A Spanish reporter immediately spoke: "Your Highness, what do you think of your motherland 2-1, losing to Jordan?"

"The national team did not recruit you into the team, which led to the weak front line. What do you want to say."

"Why can't you be selected for the national team? There are rumors that you offended the top leaders."

Zhu Xu was stunned: "Everyone knows we lost? Alas, I'm very frustrated, but I don't have any special opinions. I am a player, not a coach. As for the recruitment issue, everyone understands that I only joined the world of football this year, I am still a newcomer, and the national team's own considerations are normal."

A Chinese reporter suddenly said: "Hello, what do you think about the tens of millions of coach Camacho, who has broken the record of not losing against Jordan in 27 years?"

Zhu Xu coughed: "All records are used to break them."

There was laughter from reporters around.

The Chinese reporter was a little embarrassed and continued to ask: "What do you think about the performance of the international players? This time many people questioned Camacho's roster..."
Chapter completed!