Cristiano was so amused and laughed: "You really dare to do whatever you want, and then you sent a text message to Messi?"

Zhu Xu sighed, but the robot still couldn't let go of Messi: "No, it was Messi who faked a yellow card. I sent a text message to despise him for falling, but he was not as good as me. Then he said he didn't believe that I fell better than him and asked me to give evidence. Then he chatted about it after a while, and in fact he just occasionally posted a chat. Who cares so idle and always takes care of him? Cristiano, you care too much about Messi. It's not good that he has a girlfriend and you have a son, so you won't have any results~~"

"Ah! Help!" Zhu Xu's screams resounded throughout the hotel!

At 20:00 on September 18, a focus match in the fourth round of the La Liga started at Valencia City Stadium. Real Madrid challenged Levante away. Ronaldo and Ozil did not start, and Kaka and Khedira entered the start.

Real Madrid (4231) Casillas/Ramos, Pepe, Carvalho, Marcelo/Alonso, Khedira/Dimalia, Kaka, Cointran/Benzema

The bench lineup this time was extremely gorgeous, and it also made the other bench members speechless. Zhu Xu, Cristiano, Ozil, it seems that they are not doing anything today.

Ozil and Zhu Xu lowered their heads and muttered: "Do you know that we stayed up late last night to play games?" Ozil sneaked: "I haven't been on the bench for a long time."

Zhu Xu looked around and said, "I don't know! Maybe it would be nice if we didn't drive us away, it's all you."

Ozil was very angry: "I said I was all you pulled me."

Zhu Xu was righteous: "It was all you. You made me win once, so why didn't I go to bed? Really, now it's okay."

Ozil gave Zhu Xu a blank look: "Why should I let you? You didn't let me last time."

Zhu Xu snorted: "It is because of you that we are on the bench now."

"Hmph! Are you always on the bench? I'm the one who's on the bench now."

"What are you muttering?" Cristiano reached out and patted Zhu Xu's head. Since they sat down, they muttered. The cameras were swept twice. They hadn't finished speaking yet, don't you know if they would be photographed?

Zhu Xu rubbed his head: "It's a great honor to say that we can make a bench with you, haha!"

After hearing this, the teammates on the bench sat a little to avoid harming the fish. Ozil was hugged by Zhu Xu and couldn't run away. He kept beating Zhu Xu's hands and trying to escape. It was very important to stand in a team!

Cristiano raised his eyebrows: "I'm honored, right?"

Zhu Xu kept nodding: "Robot, just accept your fate. If your feet hit the whole game, you can take a rest next time. Besides, you really don't need to care about Messi's hat trick and two assists."

Cristiano looked at the stadium without saying anything, Zhu Xu continued: "Don't worry, Messi will definitely not win the Golden Ball this year, you don't need to be so nervous."

Ozil felt hopeless of escaping, so he had to curry favor with Cro and nodded: "Yes, Zhu Xu is right, he will definitely not get it."

Zhu Xu interrogated: "That's right, you don't have to work so hard, foot injury is important."

Ozil continued to nod: "That's not, don't fight so hard."

Zhu Xu continued: "I must be the Golden Globe Awards this year, so you two don't have to be too stressed!"

Ozil continued: "Yes, it must be..."

Cristiano stared at Ozil. Ozil reacted instantly, then looked around and cursed in his heart: Damn! I'm a mean! He hasn't learned how to shameless Zhu Xu, and can ignore the robot's death rays.

Zhu Xu was very happy and hugged Ozil: "Look, Mesut agreed, haha!"

Cristiano snorted coldly: "By rob with your ability!"

Ozil looked at Zhu Xu who was still nodding, and blinked his eyes: "Zhu Xu, Messi sent you a text message." Ozil didn't know what privacy is at all, so he directly helped Zhu Xu. In fact, he wanted to transfer Cro's attention: "Uh! Messi said, congratulations to you and Cristiano, both sitting on the bench. He said it seems that there is no hope for you to have photos today. Let's say that he has sent countless messages to me. Haha! Then he asked you to say hello to me. Do you think hello to me?"

"Grass! Too arrogant. You told him that I will sign the photo of the Golden Globe Awards this season and give it to him!" Zhu Xu spoke arrogantly.

Ozil looked up: "He said, if that's the case, he doesn't want your Golden Globe photo, and let you give him the photo of Cristiano's half-killed shot after winning the prize, and leave it as a souvenir."

Zhu Xu and Cristiano raised their eyebrows, and Zhu Xu hugged Cristiano: "Mesut, please take a photo for us, send it over, and say to him, "Bah!"

Ozil looked up: "Zhu Xu, Messi has sent you a photo!"

Zhu Xu almost fainted when he saw it. The photo was synthesized, half of which was Messi holding the Golden Globe Award, and half of which was Cristiano's lips curled up. There was a sentence attached to it: Piglet, I am looking forward to Cristiano's expression next year, which must be more interesting!

Cristiano's face turned blue with anger, Zhu Xu sent a text message: "Coal balls, you're done, Cristiano saw it! PS: I didn't expect you to treasure Cristiano's photos, I couldn't expect it!" After the last Twitter battle, Zhu Xu's nickname was Messi, Coal balls, Messi called Zhu Xu, Piglet

Zhu Xu received a string of garbled codes! Then Cristiano's phone seemed to ring, the robot looked at the phone, and then turned off the phone. He stared at the stadium: "Maybe you are right, Zhu Xu!"

Zhu Xu was stunned: "Robot, I'm just talking about it."

Cristiano shook his head: "Your hope is indeed great. I only look ahead. If I accidentally go after you, you will be caught up with me, just like being chased by Messi back then."

Ozil felt it was dangerous to continue like this, but he couldn't think of what to say. Zhu Xu smiled: "Don't worry, you are not the only one who is depressed this year, haha!"

Ozil wanted to knock Zhu Xu unconscious. Who was sitting this little kid? Cristiano's hope for this Golden Ball Award this year is known to everyone in Real Madrid.

Cristiano breathed a long sigh: "Then try it. I won't give the Golden Globes to anyone so easily, even you won't."

Zhu Xu clenched his fists: "I will work hard! But Cristiano, playing football to your level, enjoying the fun of football is happier than winning the prize, right?" He felt that Cristiano was not as free and easy as Messi, because Cristiano valued these awards too seriously. Of course, it is not ruled out that Messi seemed calmer because he got it, but he still felt that Messi was more open-minded than Cristiano. After losing so many times in Argentina, he was heartless and lively. If Cristiano was replaced, he might be very dark.

Cristiano rubbed Zhu Xu's hair: "Well! You're right, I've taken everything you should take. Although I don't think it's enough, maybe it might be easier to try what you said."

Zhu Xu suddenly felt something was wrong with Cro: "Why do I feel like I'm entrusting my son? I'll say you want to give me the position, thank you, Cristiano, you are such a good person."

Ozil now even wanted to die. He covered his face with his hands: If he doesn't listen, even if Zhu Xuri is punished to death later, he will still ask for it and he will not care.

Cristiano slapped Zhu Xu's head hard: "I think you are beautiful! You are still tender, you want to surpass me, so you can grab it with your ability!"

Zhu Xu smiled ambiguously: "I thought you would say that if you want to surpass Messi, you should step on your body first! Haha."

"Uh! Let me go, I'm going to die." Zhu Xu continued to stutter, his hands fluttering.
Chapter completed!