Old Al didn't understand how his family, including himself, had cultivated (or rather stocked) Fran what he was now. Of course, as a diehard Real Madrid loyalist, it is understandable that he has formed such a personality that bores all the way to the dark for an idea, but the attitude that the rest of the things can be involved but does not care about it actually made the family a little worried for a while, but after a long time, they all understood that this was Fran.

After a long time, not only the family got used to it, but even a vote of friends got used to Fran's character.

Ah, after all, this is Fran.

People and personalities will never be completely consistent, since Francisco Alvarez was a child, some young teammates were poked in the forehead by the coach and cried after a few words, like him, who had no skin and no face and was kicked on the ass by the coach, and turned his face like he was nothing, and he was regarded as a hero by many people at the beginning of the academy. Of course, when he got older, his teammates didn't cry casually, and his actions were not as heroic as when he was young, but he was always regarded as an 'extremely optimistic' attitude because of this.

But this qiē has little to do with optimism, and Francisco Álvarez has never lacked talent, nor has he lacked hard work. The coach's criticism seems to others to be a whip to move forward, but for Forlan himself, it is just scolding and insignificant.

Fran thinks that as long as he concentrates on his own business, he can absorb the opinions of others, and he will automatically skip the angry words and not take them to heart at all. It has nothing to do with optimism, he really doesn't care when he's young.

As always, he was the first to complete the additional training tasks assigned by his coach, and the well-known defensive genius in the academy slipped away in the envious eyes of other children, everyone thought that he had left the field early, but in fact he sat on another training ground with a root that was probably not clean, and watched the tearful baby face with tears in his eyes behind his arms and slammed himself on the grass again and again, wiped his eyes and patted his trouser legs to stand up again, and gritted his teeth for the next side pounce.

Fran looked at the madman with a tight frown and bared his teeth, and felt a kind of empathetic pain, who said that the goalkeeper was not enough to play in the midfield to be eliminated to the position? And then the baby fat goalkeeper who was picked up by the goalkeeper coach and cried completely after a few words made him remember it deeply.

The bruises that made him cry didn't make him cry, but a few words from the coach made him cry bitterly.

The babyface's training was over, and Fran stood up to look at his unlucky appearance of picking up the ball while sniffing, and walked over to stand in front of him. When Babyface looked up, Fran saw that he was hanging under his nose and had snot, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to him, Babyface put down the two soccer balls in his arms and took the tissue to blow his nose, Fran thought about it, and took out another piece of milk candy from his pocket.

“… I don't eat sugar. The baby's face looked even more aggrieved, Fran twitched the corner of his mouth and subconsciously looked left and right, for fear that his coach, who loves to kick people's butts, would see that he thought he was bullying others, he was a little embarrassed with a piece of candy in his hand, and he had nothing to say, "You didn't pass today's training?

Yes, as soon as this sentence came out, the baby face was completely crying, "The coach asked me to control my weight." ”

Fran was afraid of their crying, and subconsciously wrapped the candy paper and stuffed the candy cube into the babyface's mouth, thinking to himself what weight to control, this is not a big round face, the babyface or something will disappear when it grows up, otherwise what is baby fat? Eat more, exercise more, be healthy, and grow taller, isn't it? Fran didn't realize that his thoughts at this time were like a worried old mother.

For more than a week after that, the two of them seemed to be conventional, the cat watched in the corner after Fran finished training, waiting for the babyface to end the training session and leaned over to give him a piece of candy, and when asked why he carried the toffee with him all the time, Fran smiled and didn't tell him that there were many little teammates around him who had nothing to cry about.

This behavior ended with Fran being caught by the goalkeeper coach after a failed feeding, and the two were stuffed into a equipment room full of miscellaneous items for introspection, and all the toffee in their pockets was confiscated. The baby-faced little bun face was in a ball, looking at the bags full of soccer balls with a distressed look and not speaking, Fran looked at him like this and comforted, "Don't worry, don't watch so many footballs, in the future, you will be the goalkeeper and I will be the defender, and I promise that not a single ball will be missed to you." ”

Babyface chuckled, and after two seconds of silence, he jokingly replied, "But you can't give me nothing, otherwise what's the use of me as a goalkeeper?"

"Francisco Alvarez, but you can call me, Fran?"

"Igor Casillas. ”

God probably likes ordinary people, so he created so many ordinary people. And at the same time, probably he was not willing to let that handful of people who were destined to be less ordinary be perfect, so that-

Casilla is not afraid of pain, he is afraid of being scolded, and Alvarez is not afraid of scolding, he is afraid of pain.

But this was the first time we saw each other twelve years ago.

Casillas was there coaxing his dog into the bathroom, and Fran was just in time to adjust the temperature of the water for the dog's bath. Cassie was there to shuffle and indicate that he thought Fran had been a little irritable lately, and Fran shook her head. He doesn't think so himself, impetuousness is quick success, three-minute heat, and he is looking forward to success at the beginning. He knew he wasn't that kind of person, and he was convinced that he wouldn't be like that.

Fran reasoned with Cassie as she carefully flushed the water from the faucet after Cassie lathered the Golden Retriever. The two men were very skillful in their movements, and the Golden Retriever obediently stood in the basin for Fran to clean him, although from time to time he would splash the two men with mischievous shaking hair.

Casillas, of course, knew that he was not impetuous, he was just not used to it for a while, so he lived too hard. A fledgling bird, although the target is the sky, you have to let him flutter on the ground before he can fly.

The silence of the dead friend is particularly strange at this moment, "I think you are now thinking in your heart, you entered the first team a few years earlier than me, and you have secured a starting position. Fran took the time to glance at Cassie who was laughing to himself, and the faucet in his hand rushed straight to Casillas's face, the water flow was very gentle, but it still made Cassie, who had been dumped by the dog, have only one choice, changing clothes, Cassie stood up and glared at Fran suddenly, although this guy is the same height as himself, but he is a head shorter after all when he is squatting. Fran was not afraid, the two of them had long been used to it, he looked like a dead pig over there who was not afraid of boiling water, "You can scold me casually, as long as you don't do it." "Even though he proved a few years ago when he was still in the second team, he couldn't beat himself with his hands.

Casillas could only wipe a handful of water from his face, looked at Fran, who had already started to blow the golden retriever with a hair dryer, and finally sighed, "I just want to say, you are happy for sure, but you are more restrained, and be careful of being sold when you see Raul." "He probably understood that 'being scolded' was no threat to him, so he changed his threat a few years ago.

Raul's first small meeting as captain took place in a private room in a hotel, and the young prince of Real Madrid, who was born in Atletico Madrid, decided to bring a few of his own people to get together for a chat on the pretext of welcoming Fran. Fran is not afraid of Casillas and dares to poke Guti's death hole, but for Raul Gonzalez, Fran basically conceded defeat before he had any outrageous moves.

According to Guti, "Igor and Fran together can't play Raul alone." Fran really wanted to know where this thing was putting herself, probably because the 'damn retarded' face was too obvious, Guti sneered and pressed the little teammate to the couch. Fran fell on the couch and rolled his eyes too lazy to struggle, saying 'good, good', thinking to himself, it is a fact that Jose and himself together can't play Raul alone, as for Igor?

Raul hasn't arrived yet, so the protagonist in the room is Fran himself, who is being used as a disguise. Guti expressed his joy at Forlan's arrival in the first team, Cassie sat in the corner as if remembering the unlucky days when he first appeared in the first team as the starting goalkeeper, a sad history of conceding dozens of goals in a season, and felt that he couldn't think of anything to comfort Forlan for the time being, not to mention that the guy didn't need any comfort, he was ready to go to the Bernabeu.

As for Forlan himself, he knew that as long as this was Real Madrid, he had a backer.

When Raul was late and pushed the door in, he saw Guti pressing on Fran, who had completely given up the struggle, his friend looked hideous, Fran looked like he was □□ and cooperative, and Casillas was sad on the sidelines. Raul apologized for being late, but his face was not good, and even Guti didn't tease him about what kind of punishment he should have.

"Morrow is gone, to Ligue 1 Monaco. He glanced at Portillo and said nothing more.

Raul's words completely dispelled everyone's interest in wanting to mess around before the season.

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In the summer transfer period of 03, Real Madrid brought the English heartthrob, the absolute core of the Red Devils Manchester United, David Beckham.

"It's a star-studded Real Madrid, where you can see the most twinkling stars in every position, it's made up, it's made up of a galaxy, yes, it's made up of a galactic battleship!"

This is the first time that the Spanish media have raised this title.

And in addition to the fans who came because of the superstars and those media who only seek exposure, there is also a group of football critics who have also swiped their senses.

Florentino Pérez's Real Madrid, where does it go from here?