Chapter 274
In Real Madrid's locker room, everyone was celebrating this great victory. The two young players who only played for less than seven or eight minutes were extremely excited and cheered in the locker room while waving their jerseys.
Cristiano was surrounded by the crowd. He didn't even have time to change into clean clothes before his upper body was covered with champagne sprayed by his teammates.
"You made me wet and sticky." Cristiano laughed and said with disgust. He lowered his head to wipe his body and soon felt even more disgusted.
He stood up. Unable to bear this group of overly excited men, he had to go take a shower first.
As soon as he stood up, he was pushed back by Ramos and his men.
After struggling for a few times without success, Cristiano simply gave up and stretched his body, lying lazily on his back, letting those people toss him around as they pleased.
"Look at Chris's muscles, here, here, and here. This is the secret of his goals." Ramos laughed and pointed at Cristiano's bulging and engorged muscles.
Cristiano shrank back ticklishly, slapped his fingers away and rolled his eyes: "Are you jealous Sergio? Exercise more, you're still a long way from it."
Ramos cursed with a smile, and pretended to press forward, pressing down half of Cristiano's body: "Say it again?"
Cristiano groaned and frowned, which scared Ramos and he jumped up like a catapult.
"Did I hurt you? Or are you injured somewhere in the front? It must be those barbarians from Atletico Madrid!" Ramos asked a series of questions in a rapid-fire manner.
He seemed a little nervous and looked Cristiano up and down.
Kaka stepped forward and pulled Ramos down: "What's wrong Cris?"
Cristiano grinned and stretched out his hand to Kaka, which was nervously held by his lover, who jumped down steadily.
"I was just trying to scare you." Cristiano stuck out his tongue at Ramos, "Who told you to press me?"
Ramos: "... my _____."
He was scared to death.
God knows if he hurt Cristiano, or even made the injury worse, not to mention that Melo, Florentino and Zidane would assassinate him, he himself would not be able to forgive himself.
Ramos rushed over and pinched Cristiano's face rudely, but was then separated by Benzema and Pepe in a fight.
Cristiano made a face and pulled Kaka to the bathroom.
Prison;
After the match against Atletico Madrid, Zidane's coaching received a small wave of support.
But just a Copa del Rey victory is not enough to completely capture the hearts of discerning fans. Zidane is well aware that they still have more tough battles to fight.
Daily training is a mixed training of teams A and B. Morata and Vasquez, who have just come on, are both in team B. Even if they only come on as substitutes for less than ten minutes, it is enough to make them very happy.
During training, Morata frequently glanced towards Cristiano, which made his teammates who were training with him couldn't help but laugh at him.
"Hey! Where are you looking? Can you take your eyes off Cristiano for a moment?"
Morata scratched his head a little embarrassedly, lowered his head and smiled: "Sorry, sorry."
"I just, you know, you can't help but keep your eyes on Cristiano's thighs." He turned his head, still looking in Cristiano's direction, not hiding his concentration.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said seriously: "Those legs were kissed by magic."
"It was wonderful to play with him for a few minutes on the pitch," Morata said, his voice a little dreamy. "I passed the ball to him and it felt like I knew he would give me something back. You can trust him like that."
His teammates laughed and booed loudly and well-meantly.
Morata, who joined Real Madrid in 2008, is obviously more of a Chrisist than a Real Madridist.
"Cristiano, it seems like someone is talking about you over there? Look, they are all looking over here." Marcelo bumped Cristiano's shoulder curiously.
Cristiano looked over when he heard this and happened to meet Morata's eyes who was looking over again.
He smiled, waved and greeted Morata, and then saw the big boy over there turned around quickly, looking as if he was frightened.
Cristiano paused and found it a little funny. Why didn't he remember that Morata had such a side?
In his impression, Morata always looked like a very calm and reliable young man, the future successor to the Spanish captain.
But if you think about it, Ramos is not even the captain of Spain yet, which can explain Morata's young and immature appearance.
——Or maybe it’s because his career has been too long, and everyone he looks like is a junior.
Morata turned around in a hurry. He didn't expect Cristiano to wave at him. He was obviously impressed by him. This was something he didn't expect at all. It was like a surprise gift.
He was so nervous and excited that he didn't have time to think about anything and hid subconsciously.
He felt that his ears must be burning red, because he himself could feel that his ears were incredibly hot. He was extremely annoyed in his heart. He could obviously behave better, or just wave his hand and say hello in a generous manner, which would be much better than turning around and running away so rudely.
Morata groaned in his heart and felt even sadder.
Although Cristiano was a little surprised by Morata's reaction, he quickly immersed himself in the next training.
Probably because of the teasing he had said to Ramos in the locker room before, during training, Ramos deliberately pulled Cristiano to stay and asked for more training, so Cristiano had to let Kaka go back first.
"What do we want to practice?" Cristiano lowered his head, wiped the sweat off his face, and wiped his palms.
"I practice everything." Ramos answered without hesitation, "Didn't you say that I still need to practice? Not even close."
Cristiano: “…”
Therefore, in all the daily training sessions that followed, Cristiano always conducted intensive training with Ramos, which almost became a compulsory course in training.
Zidane also made some arrangements for midfield training, and the entire training ground was mobilized.
After the match against Atletico Madrid, Zidane arranged for Cristiano and Kaka to take turns to rest in the next league.
Zidane was a little surprised at Cristiano's obedience. He thought Cristiano would ask to play. After all, Cristiano looked like a robot that didn't know how to stop.
Cristiano shrugged his shoulders and said that he would accept Zidane's arrangements because he was a great coach, a coach who knew what he wanted and what he was doing. Zidane was always pleasant to work with, so he trusted him and was willing to let him use him.
He and Kaka sat on the bench and watched the game. Real Madrid was playing away against Las Palmas, and they had a great chance of winning.
However, what was slightly off plan was that in the first eighty minutes of the game, neither team was able to score the first goal against the other team, and they were caught in a tough battle.
In the 84th minute of the game, Benzema scored a corner kick, and less than two minutes later, Ramos scored another goal to consolidate the victory for Real Madrid.
The victory was almost certain, and these two belated goals made the main players in the starting lineup breathe a sigh of relief with joy.
Real Madrid's sword-wielding captain of the defense ran all the way from the opponent's penalty area, across most of the field and straight to the bench!
"In just two minutes, Real Madrid scored two goals! After scoring, Ramos excitedly rushed to the stands... No, he rushed to the bench!"
"Well, he rushed to Cristiano, the Real Madrid star who was rested this round, with a clear goal, and gave him a big, warm hug!"
"Speaking of which, there seemed to be rumors of a locker room discord between Real Madrid's top player and the captain some time ago? The gossip about the fight for the right to speak in the locker room was widely circulated, and now it seems that Ramos's actions have dispelled the rumors of discord!"
"The relationship between the Real Madrid captain and the top player is clearly very harmonious!"
Ramos hugged Cristiano happily. This goal was like a replica of what he and Cristiano did on the training ground!
——It’s called training, but maybe it’s more like playing? After all, a defender doesn't need to really practice scoring goals, they were just joking and happened to swap their roles, and then Ramos scored a goal, just like the minute before.
That's why Ramos was so excited. He laughed and shouted in Cristiano's ear: "Half of this ball should be given to you! Chris!"
Cristiano squinted his eyes and laughed. No one could have imagined that this goal would be repeated in such a similar way by such a coincidence. He patted Ramos on the back and joked: "Then I will reward you for continuing to practice, Sergio. Go back and ride your bike for a while today!"
Ramos quickly let go and immediately turned to hug his other teammates, such as Kaka and Marcelo, while making faces at Cristiano: "You are a devil, Chris, you are a little devil!"
Cristiano raised his index finger to Ramos and shushed him, raising his eyebrows mischievously: "That's me, keep your voice down, or I'll eat you up."
Ramos: “…”
Who will take care of this childish guy? ?
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