43.chapter 43

[Well, if her goal is David, it's normal to look down on me. ใ€‘

After saying this, Casillas glanced up and down at Fran with a look of excitement, "It sounds like you're not as cooperative with this matter as it seems?" Fran leaned back on the soft couch and raised her eyebrows at him, as if to blame him for knowing it, and as if she had just glanced at him in a simple sense, but said nothing. Cassie picked up the apple on the table and threw it at him, but don't underestimate the terrible arm strength of a goalkeeper, Fran was hit by this apple in the arm but didn't catch it, so he could only tragically bend down to pick up the gurgling red apple, listening to Cassie say, "I introduced you to a great beauty, and you are still so picky." โ€

Fran had just picked up the apple, and when he heard this, he picked up his arm that was smashed a little painfully and smashed the bitter apple back, and the apple was caught by Casillas steadily, but he looked at Fran's expression, not sure if he was wrong, or if it was the cause, "Are you angry?" Hey, you're saying you're angry? โ€

"If you joke about my love again, of course I will-" Although Fran didn't seem to be very reliable, he was recognized as a good temper among several of them, and now he rarely brought some angry words to an abrupt end, looking at Casillas on the other side and taking a big bite of the apple nonchalantly, at that moment it was like a qiฤ“ anger to be vented was in his throat, Fran felt that the word 'frustration' was deeply rooted in his soul, so the latter words were weak, "Yes, angry, angry!" โ€

But it didn't sound like anger anymore, like another compromise, and if the beneficiary was not Casillas himself, he would want to complain about his friend's sometimes unprincipled behavior. But what he did at the moment was not like this, "I'm joking about your love again?" Joke? I'm certainly not kidding! โ€

He said and took a vicious bite of the apple, "I even decided that in the future, I would build another bungalow next to the garage of my home after I got married!" โ€

"What's my business with you building a house next to the garage?" Fran looked at Casillas with two dead fish eyes, and when he didn't smile at the corners of his mouth, he looked lifeless with a casual aura, but Casillas had long been used to it, "I plan to let you go back and move in, and let my children raise you in the future, so that you don't die alone." โ€

Fran felt that there were too many slots, whether he should be moved by his 'single' self after marriage, or should he be angry at his deep malice about his 'lonely old age' all the time. Casillas suddenly seemed to open up the conversation, "I would have liked four children!" A boy, a twin daughter, and a boy! Now I can only afford to raise a son and a daughter, and I have to choose an obedient and sensible one that I like the most to go to college! I don't know what he has made up in his brain, but his words really reveal Sensen's grievances and confusion.

Don't say you're going to be a poor bastard! I don't need you to provide for me at all, and I don't need you to worry about what will happen when I'm old.

However, "You're so sure what you're going to say in the future?" What if your wife doesn't agree, and not all women are willing to give you children, and give birth to four, what you think is so beautiful! Look at David, he wanted a girl from the beginning, and this third one doesn't seem to be able to get him his wish. โ€

Casillas blinked his eyes with irregularities and affection, and the man, who was one of the most handsome men even at Real Madrid, lifted his slender hand, which was too fair for the goalkeeper's rough job, and covered his face - and in that moment Forlan realized that he was wrong, that this man might really be the one that all women would like to give him a baby.

"When I wait for me, if I want to find a girlfriend or wife, I will also be a particularly worry-free helper!"

Belch! This flag is so good!

"--It's so beautiful!"

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The pre-season training camp was fast in coming, and the players who had traveled all over the world returned to the green field, and they all comforted themselves with "the shirt that is uglier than last season will always be next season's shirt", admiring the clothes that will be worn on them in the coming season. Among them, the most vocal is probably Beckham, who is known as "walking at the top of the green fashion circle", and Elgra, who is recognized as the most well-dressed 'Royal Chief of Guard' in the Real Madrid team.

Elgra, who has been a partner with Fran for nearly a season, has always had a good relationship with Fran. He complained to Fran about the old design of the clothes, and Fran blinked at Elgra, who was staring at him and seemed to be looking for recognition, "But I think the jersey is okay this season?" Fran scratched his head at Elgra's stunned gaze that instantly widened to reveal "how can you say such a blind lie with such a calm face?" โ€

"You thought it was pretty much the same last season last season," Elgra realized he had made a deep mistake in talking to Fran, "but I actually don't think they have much in common except that they're the same color." โ€

"But you still have to wear this shirt that makes you feel old to take pictures, and fool more people to buy this 'you think old jersey'." Fran shrugged playfully, "Actually, it's not bad, although the style may be a little old, but it's still pretty good after all." - Look at Igor again, and you'll be satisfied! โ€

Elgra cooperatively turned his gaze to Casillas, who was holding a green outfit, and happened to meet Casillas's gaze, and then the two of them moved their gaze to the handful of clothes in his arms. Cassie twitched the corners of her mouth, "I just like the green ones, what's wrong!" Elgra waved his hand, looked at the clothes in his arms, and shook his head firmly, "No, no, not much!" Turning back to look at Fran, Fran gave him a serious thumbs up.

Forlan drove out of the camp with the crowd after the session, but was stopped by fans not far behind. His companions had all encountered these sweet distresses, and it could even be said that they had received far more attention and pestering than he had encountered, and Fran was pleased to hear it. He looked up at the boy who was about to sign the autograph, and he had a feeling of crying and laughing, "Hey boy, this is the first time you've asked me to sign an autograph!" He said as he tried to think about it, "Are you calling Dennis or Daniel?" โ€

"Daniel!" The boy was a little excited that his name was remembered, and his eyes became more and more hot at his hand holding the pen, looking forward to his next signing. Fran smiled, handed back his autograph, took the last season's jersey from a fan next to him, nodded and smiled at him, and watched the fan leave before talking to Daniel again, "So, what do you want me to sign so many autographs for?" โ€

"The first time I asked you for an autograph, my classmates didn't believe it was yours!" Daniel's words didn't sound like he felt aggrieved because he didn't gain the trust of his classmates, but he was still that scrappy spirit. Forlan thought it was a little strange, it stands to reason that with so many players, it would not be particularly difficult to get his own autograph, so what could not be trusted? But he didn't interrupt the boy, and let him continue, "And then I asked you to sign it a second time, and I signed it on the last page of the first time, and if I hadn't known that I had stopped you and asked you to sign, I wouldn't have believed myself. โ€

Fran felt that he had guessed what the trend would be, and covered his head a little speechlessly, "So, you asked me to sign, this is the fourth time?" โ€

"Oh no! This is the sixth time! Daniel corrected, "And it looks like your signature is much, much better than the fifth!" โ€

What's wrong with that! What's going on! Who stipulates that when you sign at the beginning, it must look good, and everyone will not be used to signing people at the beginning, so you just destroy the corpse of the dog, and actually go to do some signature series, witnessing the handwriting of Francisco รlvarez from immaturity to maturity is such a thing that you should be proud of? Of course, I will practice calligraphy seriously during a vacation, but why did I actually hear the meaning of regret in the tone of your stinky boy? What are you regretting?,Do you want me to sign you the name of a book!

"You should be glad you didn't see my signature when I was still in the reserves." Fran complained casually, seeing Daniel's instantly sparkling eyes, he twitched the corners of his mouth, "It won't be that when you look for me, right?" โ€

Daniel shook his head, "Oh no, but my friend asked you for an autograph, otherwise why do you think he wouldn't believe it was your signature in the first place?" He said and grinned, the sun shining brightly on the little tiger's teeth, "But I've already snatched that too!" To be honest, you were really ugly at that time. โ€

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Before Fran could help himself with this cruel world, he saw Daniel shaking his head as if distressed, "Do you know why most of the people who come to you for autographs every time they have notebooks?" Don't you see every time that some of them have a sad look on their faces when you put your name on your jersey? โ€

Fran smiled dryly, looking at his teammates who had escaped from the encirclement one after another, and then at his own fan brother in front of him, who had been using the great universe malice to carry out disguised personal attacks. He thought about the signature on the jersey with a rare heart, and felt that the fan didn't seem to feel better because of the bad look. This situation is really embarrassing, the price of other people's jerseys will rise, and the value of their own jerseys will be depreciated, even the thick-skinned Fran will feel embarrassed!

"So, in fact, many people know that my signature is not good-looking?" Fran asked what he meant, Daniel spread his hands and didn't speak, but Fran just understood what it meant, "Okay, now that my autograph is pretty good, you can be willing to hand me the jersey and let me be a scourge, right?" โ€

Daniel smiled, "No, when you become a superstar, I guess the autograph will look better at that time than now, right?" I'll come back to you then, don't refuse! Fran smiled crookedly, handed the autograph back to Daniel, and said nothing more. Daniel took the notebook and took back his backpack, and said a little embarrassed, "When you become a superstar in the future, will you be so approachable?" โ€

"That's character, stinky boy!" Fran winked his eyes at him, waved goodbye, and drove away.

Later, Forlan became a well-known star, and his signature shirt for his first season at Real Madrid was sold for a lot of money due to its rarity and all sorts of oddities.

But that's all for later.