"Hey, Fran, I'm going to Barcelona!"

On a rare day of vacation, Fran, who should be anxious because of the lack of security in the main position in the eyes of many people, slumped himself into the sofa extremely leisurely, enjoying reading superhero comics from the United States like many young people. As an invisible collector, there are really a lot of related comics in his home. But it was not destined to let him pass the pastime of guò to spend the day, and a qiē ended in a phone call.

"Hey, Fran, I'm going to Barcelona!"

Fran was a little stupid by this sentence, he deliberately put the number in front of his eyes and confirmed it, extremely sure that the call belonged to his friend from the reserve team, and asked tentatively, "Isn't the season all started, what are you going to Barcelona to play?" "It's because the season has started that I chose to come to Barcelona, isn't it?"

He even heard the laughter of the person opposite, as if his reaction had succeeded in pleasing him, Fran put away the comics, raised his hand helplessly and rubbed his head, trying to open his mouth but found that he still didn't know what to say, so he could only laugh dryly, "Barcelona, huh?"

"There's no place for Real Madrid, Fran, I heard you've been having a bad time lately?" Fran sighed, "Take care of yourself, Samuel Eto'o!"

Samuel Eto'o, who was called by his full name, just set a contract to transfer from Mallorca to Barcelona yesterday, and the Cameroonian, who cannot be fully regarded as a member of Real Madrid's academy, has been in a bad cycle mode of loan, returning to Real Madrid with excellent performance, Real Madrid having no place on loan, returning to Real Madrid with excellent performance, and Real Madrid having no chance to transfer. Although Forlan had already guessed that he did not plan to return to Real Madrid, he really did not expect to go to Barcelona so decisively this time, and I really don't know how deep his personal willingness to revenge will be.

"So, you told me the news earlier than the report in order to give me a war letter?" Fran was in a complicated mood, he estimated that this guy had called Guti in advance, otherwise how would he know that he was doing a little unwell?"

Eto'o snorted at all about what he said, "Actually, I also thought, if I had been in the reserve team for two more years like you, wouldn't there have been nothing wrong with Portillo?" What's more, according to Chairman Perez's practice of hugging stars one after another, there are really not too many opportunities.

Thinking about it this way, although the defender has not been concerned, it is really gratifying that the chairman does not look down on other defenders.

"What did you play for, do you remember?" Eto'o on the other end of the phone saw that he didn't answer, and continued, "You, Igor, José, you started playing football for fun, you love football. Because you love it, and you're very talented, and you're appreciated, and you're going on to pursue a career, so why not?

"That's right, that's right, so I stopped studying after high school. Forlan knew that this was a knot in his heart, and the fact that Eto'o was 'in the reserve for a long time' was not feasible was because of the simple and cruel fact that he was poor.

With a plethora of children and perennial natural disasters, Eto'o's family in Cameroon has been under tremendous pressure. Later, he came to Madrid to play football, and football went from a game to a career to support his family. And even Real Madrid's reserve team is not worth mentioning compared to the top league teams.

[But I'm different, yes, I'm different from you, Fran, I play football to make money, I don't have money for me to go to school, I play football to make money. I want to be like you, Fran, like you to gamble for a couple of years for an obsession, but I can't, my family still needs me to play football and make money, and the salary of the second team is far from enough, you know? I like Real Madrid, I want to play for him, but I also need money, Fran. 】

That's what he said after he came and went, and when he learned that Forlan had managed to make it to the first team, but it was then, and what he said at this point was, "Fran, I know my home won't be in Barcelona, but my home won't be in Madrid either – that's what I knew when they loaned me out without consulting me." ”

Real Madrid, Barcelona. These two teams take pride in snatching each other's labels, which is considered to satisfy their own great vanity, which is why Beckham caused such a huge sensation when he first arrived, because in the eyes of the fans, the handsome Englishman gave up Barcelona in favor of Real Madrid.

Forlan was not worried about what would happen to Samuel Eto'o when he went to Barcelona, he just remembered the phrase he had been on his lips all the time, "I'm going to send all the money I earn back to Cameroon." He shouldn't have just taken this as a joke for a poor money-goer.

"Fran, why don't you want to open a little bit, if they can't give you a place, why don't you go to the Premier League? Don't always curl up in a corner, like a stupid dragon who can only see the gold in front of him, don't always hold on to it, maybe you think the Premier League is more suitable?"

By the time Fran got off the phone, he wasn't in the mood to read the cartoons that glorified heroes. In fact, when Fran mentions Barcelona, it may be like Xavi mentions Real Madrid, because of his sense of honor and dislike. But it shouldn't be like Samuel, he doesn't have that attitude when he talks about Barcelona, right?

How did he get to the point where he hated Real Madrid? Forlan may or may not have the answer.

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As the league gets closer and closer, the warm-up match at the beginning of the season is Real Madrid's traditional Bernabéu Cup, which commemorates former Real Madrid president Santiago Bernabeu and invites a foreign team to play a match at the Bernabeu.

Real Madrid have invited Mexico's Pumas this year, and the results in the previous games have not been satisfactory, and even if Camacho can console himself with a hone formation, Florentino's black face does not allow him to make a fool of himself. This time in the game at his own gate, Camacho sent Real Madrid's all-star lineup, starting with Raul Gonzalez in the lead, until Michael Owen, who was deliberately scheduled for the finale, the Bernabeu's applause has not stopped. This is not only a welcome to the stars who have not been seen for a long time, but also does not mean to put pressure on the cougars to show off.

In the South Stand of the Bernabeu, when the game officially started, several men in excellent positions gathered together to talk, and the 'amateur' at the beginning of the game also revealed that they were bound to win, only Fernando Alvarez frowned. But there's no doubt that he didn't think his team was going to fail, but rather why Forlan was put on the bench again.

As a father, he certainly unconditionally believes that his son is the best. His old friend, the middle-aged man who Fran called 'Uncle Colin' in the bar, was a neighbor of the Alvarez family, that is, Benita's father, and Colin was also puzzled, "So what the hell is going on? Did Fran mess with Camacho? It's a substitute again! He would rather play the newly promoted youngster than let Forlan play-" said here and patted Old Al's shoulder in amazement, "Speaking of which, let alone the main force, even if he is a substitute, it seems that there are no games, right?"

The fan next to them, who was also with them, interjected, "To be honest, I don't understand why Camacho is so unkind to Fran, even if Fran is Queiroz, but no matter what, you can't say it like this, Fernando, Fran didn't offend Camacho, right?"

"I didn't hear him mention it, that kid is so happy all day long," said old Al, thinking about his son's character, and said viciously, "I guess even if he is offended, he himself doesn't know which sentence is the fault - damn fellow!"

Collin glanced at his friend and knew that it was definitely not his son, but the head coach who had targeted Forlan for some unknown reason. Colin patted him on the shoulder and reassured, "Forget it, let's watch the ball well." ”

So when nearly two hours passed, there was a "damn guy" sound in the South Stand of the Bernabeu diehards, and the Meilingers, who were going to start the next league journey with a championship, seemed to have been forcibly poured a mouthful of bitter water, looking at the Mexican team and the Pumas who were celebrating the victory on the Bernabeu stadium and celebrating a victory from Real Madrid.

Yes, Real Madrid specially invited the Mexican team and handed away a trophy with a score of 0:1.

In the flashing lights in the press section, everyone was pondering the news topic. Is it to focus on defeat or to exaggerate intra-team conflicts? to write about the defensive genius who has been refrigerated, or to highlight the incompatibility of the big names?

Arnold Theodore laughed, lest the world take out his mobile phone and send a text message, "The first person in the chaos of Real Madrid to fall~"

Half an hour later, I received a reply -

- Shut up, because I'm going to hit you in the face.

Theodore sighed and continued to laugh, raising the camera to give a close-up of Camacho with a dejected face.