In the final round of the league, Real Madrid's main battle was held at the Bernabeu.

Forlan was stunned when the referee held up the dispensable yellow card in the previous round and remained in that form until he returned to the dressing room after the game. It's not that he doesn't think this Real Madrid side will lose without him, he just didn't expect him to be unavailable in such a crucial game.

The last round of cumulative yellow cards was suspended, this is simply, this is simply-

At the moment when he saw the referee blow the whistle and raise his card, Fran's expression was like he was about to cry. The reason why Francisco Alvarez's style of play has been unclear is that his number of cards is not high at Real Madrid's central midfield, and he doesn't care much about the yellow card and a half. But this is completely different, although he knew that he was still one yellow card away from suspension, but in any case, he didn't expect the referee to really show his card when the verdict was dispensable and the next round was the focus of the battle. Forlan immediately ran up to the referee and tried to convince him to change his decision, but perhaps he met a referee who didn't like his style of play very much, and his attitude was extremely resolute. Seeing that the situation was not good, Raul hurriedly ran over and asked Guti to drag Fran away, and discussed with the referee as the captain.

Guti dragged Fran to his place, "Calm down! What if he throws you a red card if this continues?" "What's the damn difference between a red card and a yellow card?"

Guti desperately pressed Fran's head down, "If we can win, you can just watch from the fan stands." ”

In the fan stands at this time, Forlan took the match tickets that Raul bought for him to find a place to sit. This kind of thing has always been the responsibility of Raul, who is well prepared, and Fran has to sigh at his carefulness again, until Fran finds a place to see who is sitting next to him, and he feels that in fact, what the captain does out of thin air has a deep meaning.

Well, the cliffs all have deep meanings.

The man who was placed next to Forlan was recognizable to any Real Madrid fan of seniority, Fernando Redondo.

Just as Fran was able to talk to Guti about Redondo as a complete spectator, he was not very familiar with Redondo, and he probably only met a few times, but he never had any in-depth conversation. After all, he himself has been a defender from the beginning, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with it. What's more, as soon as he sees this Argentine now, he thinks of the argument between himself and Coach Zack about his and Real Madrid before the league, and he feels a little inexplicable.

Redondo was stunned when he saw Fran's arrival, but he didn't say much and only said hello. Argentines generally have a cold personality with unfamiliar people, and Forlan's own personality and the current situation of being sent to the stands at the moment seem half-dead, and he does not intend to talk too much with the Real Madrid prince next to him.

The faces of the people who boarded the Bernabeu stadium were stern, and Fran seemed to be on the court, the whole person was tense like a rubber band that could break at any time, Redondo felt that this aura was really contagious, but he had already glanced at him several times, and this kid didn't see it, or pretended not to see it.

While watching the situation at the Bernabeu, Forlan put on his headphones and listened to the Barcelona score on the radio, as if he was about to refine it. Until Real Madrid, who had always been dominant on the field, scored first, Fran uncontrollably reached out and grabbed the sleeve of Redondo next to him, the Argentine glanced down slightly, and then looked at Fran, who was extremely nervous about what he had done unconsciously, and sighed silently in his heart. Sure enough, not being able to play in the last round means so much to him?

Until Redondo felt that his sleeves were suddenly tightened and let go, the kid next to him seemed to suddenly relax a lot, Redondo looked at Fran who was lying down a little bit covering his eyes, "Scored?"

"Hmm. ”

Redondo didn't say much, his arm raised and touched his hair, feeling the trembling under his hand, he thought about it and simply took the kid into his arms, 'It's still a child', he thought. Forlan didn't break free, only adjusted his posture and stared at the group of people running on the pitch at the Bernabeu with wide eyes in the Argentine's arms.

It wasn't until Real Madrid won Barcelona by one goal that they were one point away from winning the title.

The radio in Fran's hand unconsciously let go and fell to the ground, feeling lost, empty, not painful but very uncomfortable. The players on the pitch were also informed, and the crowd around the pitch, led by captain Raul, thanked the fans for their support over the past season, and the applause from the crowd subsided for a full three minutes, and the Bernabeu fans sang Halamadrid's song. Fran choked up and sang along with the louder and louder songs.

Just as he was about to burst into tears, Redondo handed him a tissue. Fran looked at the Argentine's extremely calm expression in the stands at this moment, and took the tissue. He has always believed that if a person cares too much, thinks too much, and has too many feelings, he will hurt himself and others.

"I've actually always felt that I'm very satisfied with my character, I mean, I care less, I think less, I go with the flow, and maybe sometimes it doesn't hurt to think about giving up. But that's not the case. Fran blew his nose and tried to stay calm as if he was really asking Redondo what he meant, "You say, if I had confessed my mistakes to Camacho before the season, instead of waiting quietly and self-righteously, maybe he would have been able to let me play once in a while, and we would have lost that one game less, and then the ending wouldn't have been this one-point gap?"

Redondo could see the frustration, sadness, sadness, and remorse in him, and he couldn't necessarily change anything on his own, but that was never a reason to stop a person from thinking about things. "A player who plays more games, gets more honours and wins, and gets more defeats. Don't underestimate the endurance of a player who is used to losing, Fran, and maybe you'll grow up like that later. ”

Fran didn't speak, and with a snort, he pulled out the Real Madrid scarf from the backpack he had brought and wrapped it neatly around Redondo's neck. Redondo was stunned for a moment, thinking that this child might be like Raul said, although sometimes eccentric and out of tune, his own family was always reluctant to care.

"Real Madrid, which won the Champions League for five consecutive years, then the club declined and restructured, and encountered a series of difficulties such as loan crunch and financial difficulties. In the cacophony of cries, Redondo's voice should have been drowned out, but it was infinitely clear into Fran's ears.

Then there were five league titles in seven years, and everyone was cheering about Real Madrid's revival, but then the Bernabeu became seriously ill and De Carousz took over, and Real Madrid ended up five years without a title. In the past five years, players have gone on strike, management has made mistakes, self-defeating league and Champions League titles, and has become the laughing stock of European football. Redondo pressed Fran, who had stood up since the applause, back into his chair, glanced at the scarf around his neck, shook his head amusedly, unfastened the cufflinks of his suit, and removed the Real Madrid bracelet that had been obscured inside, and put it on Fran's wrist.

Fran glanced at the bracelet on his wrist, and was not in the mood to tease the big guy's sullenness for the time being. "Mendoza's Real Madrid Five Eagles have won five consecutive league titles, but I also remember when I first came to Real Madrid, I was in debt, not doing well, and facing all the poaching of the family, and at the same time catching up with Barcelona's real strong rise. Redondo buttoned his shirt again, "After that, the Champions League in five years and three times, us, them. ”

We, them.

"No club is long-lasting, Fran. You can't tell. Perez may see Real Madrid as poor, so he wants it to be the best club, the best football club that even a layman would recognize. Redondo, who was next to Fran, was not as jealous as the public had suggested, and he spoke of Florentino Pérez with a flirtatious flirtat, as if the man had nothing to do with him. His expression is very peaceful, and after a long period of repeated treatment in Milan, he is no longer the majestic figure of the Real Madrid prince on the Bernabeu pitch, and the hormonal factor makes him look a little middle-aged and fat. But his attitude shows that he is extraordinary, and Fran's original repression has actually calmed down with this person he did not fully agree with until then.

"Even I have to admit that he did a good job of 'running' the team. Redondo shrugged, "This club has more and more stars, and although it may no longer be dedicated to it, it's an inevitable trend in professional football. This team has more and more fans, and even if some of them don't really love it, how can anyone deny more people to love football?"

"So you're going to face failure, denigration and loneliness along the way, but don't be afraid of failure, denigration and loneliness, Fran, no club lasts forever, I just regret not being able to accompany it personally, but you can be with it. Redondo patted him on the back and motioned for him to straighten up, don't look like a loser, where is this?" he rubbed his hand on top of Fran's head as if he were watching the movements of the men on the pitch, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he instructed, "But Fran, you know what? As for your willingness to be tamed, stinky boy, be careful not to lose your life. ”

"They, we, we've always expected you to say that you want to come back to Real Madrid and end your career here. But why did you choose to be silent when you came back from Milan," Fran said in a muffled voice, Redondo paused, and looked ahead, "I said it the first day I left here, Fran, and if anything changes, I'll let you know." ”