The Champions League final at the San Siro Stadium is coming to an end, and the score remains 1-0 on the big screen of the stadium, with Real Madrid having the last laugh with Ramos' goal in the first half.

When the whistle blew at the end of the game, members of the coaching staff on the bench rushed onto the pitch with the substitutes. On the sidelines, Zidane felt as if he had just found his heart, and he could feel the pounding in his chest.

Fran's first instinct was to turn back and hug Navas, who was closest to him, and they could almost imagine their facial expressions at this moment as they looked at each other's undisguised smiles. Fran remembers that he had a series of things to do as captain, and it was impossible for him to do the act of sitting alone on the green field in a daze. Dealing with the referees, greeting Atletico, thanking the players, etc., at this moment he is still Real Madrid captain Forlan, not Real Madrid's hardcore Forlan.

"It's good to be a champion!" The whole Real Madrid team thanked the fans who came from afar in the audience and shared the joy of winning the championship with them. Ramos listened to him and tilted his head to look at him, "Stay, we will win the championship together next year." Fran grinned and rubbed Ramos' hair and sweated, "I'm content, I'll see you take them to win the championship again next year!"

At this time, a staff member of Real Madrid came to tell Forlan that the club had prepared Forlan's retirement farewell at the Santiago Bernabeu's championship celebration. Fran pursed his lips and nodded with a smile, and before he could say anything, he was dragged into the pitch by Marcelo and Isco, who hugged Fran with a bad smile, and Fran didn't know if it was an illusion that he always felt that his waist was touched by someone. Before he could react, Vazquez trotted over and stuffed a ball of cloth into Fran's hand, and Fran opened it in a slight stunned manner.

It was a Real Madrid flag.

It's not accurate to say that it is a red cape with the Real Madrid crest, and the tradition that has been passed down since Raul is the bullfighting dance performed by the Real Madrid captain after winning the championship.

Fran touched his nose and unfolded the cloth a little shyly, while Ramos and Ronaldo applauded and raised their hands to signal the fans to clap to the rhythm. Of course, Fran, who has lived in Madrid since he was a child, will not understand bullfighting, and even because he thought Raul was very handsome, he also went to have a shallow contact, Ramos, if they won the championship, they must let Fran dance The plan Fran himself is not unaware, but he is still a little embarrassed.

The moment he moved, he opened his cloak neatly, and stepped on the beat created by the applause, as if he had the strength and strength of a matador, and his steps were so crisp, and even his dance steps were full of fearlessness and fearlessness similar to his own, as well as the unrestrained yearning for freedom.

The moment the picture froze, no one could tell whether it was Fran's dancing steps or his sparkling gaze that really moved them. Time has left signs of aging in his body, but he is still the rebellious, unstoppable young soul in the eyes of everyone.

He's still so heart-pounding.

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After the flight back to Madrid, the night was a carnival for the half-city Madrid people, starting with thousands of Real Madrid fans picking them up. The Santiago Bernabeu Stadium, which has been set up in advance, is filled with Real Madrid fans, waiting for the heroes to enter the stadium in triumph.

From the moment coach Zinedine Zidane entered the stadium, the sound of the whole stadium chanting 'Real Madrid' did not stop, according to the order of the jersey number from the largest to the smallest, the Real Madrid players walked up the high platform along the light path under the DJ chanting their names, and finally the finale was Francisco Alvarez, who was the captain of Real Madrid and held the Champions League trophy.

When Forlan stepped on the top of his head to lift the Champions League trophy high above his head surrounded by his teammates, the salute around the Bernabeu Stadium instantly rose into the sky, Madrid's laughter tonight was completely ignited by fireworks, accompanied by the classic song "We Are the Champions", the championship trophy was passed in the hands of each player, and Forlan could only hear the hoarse fans chanting "We are the champions" along with the music, and the rest of the voices seemed to disappear from heaven and earth.

It's a crazy Champions League celebration, but no one is in a position to accuse Real Madrid of madness at this moment.

After the crazy Champions League celebrations, everyone did not disperse, and the lights of the Bernabeu Stadium were all turned on, illuminating this green field that recorded countless blood and sweat.

Just now, people's attention was focused on the celebration table of light betting, and at this moment, they found that in the darkness of Shicai, countless championship trophies were placed.

That's all the trophies that Francisco Álvarez brought to Real Madrid -

Three European Cups, five Spanish Primera Liga trophies, three Spanish Copa del Rey, four Spanish Super Cups, two UEFA Super Cups. and two Club World Cups.

Nineteen championship trophies are neatly arranged there, recording the sad journey for which he has been fighting for thirteen years.

Forlan hugged Arbeloa next to him, the team-mate who had bid farewell at the Bernabeu in the penultimate round of the league. It's just that one of them is a transfer, and there will be opportunities to enjoy watching football in the future, while the other is retiring.

Florentino was already standing next to Fran at some point, and he looked at Fran as if he was thinking back to the young man with a messy little curly hair on his youth file and a wanton smile. He has made countless decisions about Real Madrid, both good and bad, but keeping Forlan in the first team is undoubtedly one of the best things he has ever done.

On the big screen, Florentino was holding the microphone and giving a speech, and many Real Madrid fans in the stands had hidden their faces in tears, not wanting to listen to the president's official speech. His retirement is actually not sudden, in fact, it has been a long period of foreshadowing from the beginning of the season when he did not renew his contract and retired in the second half of the season. However, speaking of which, he obviously didn't talk about his upcoming retirement in addition to that, which made fans subconsciously reluctant to think too much about the news.

But this is only temporary, and when he lifted the Champions League trophy belonging to Real Madrid as captain, everyone knows that it also means that his separation from Real Madrid is inevitable.

At the time of everyone's victory speech, Fran didn't say a word about his retirement, but this time it was finally time.

Taking the microphone that Florentino transferred to him, Fran took a deep breath, and the audience was extremely quiet at this moment, which made Fran a little reluctant to break it, but finally spoke.

"Real Madrid!" Fran whispered the team's name, "I'm going to leave forever tonight and not be here tomorrow." Hope I didn't bore you. ”

He paused slightly, and as he spoke, he looked up at everything at the Bernabeu, "I was a little tired, and I suddenly realized that I didn't have the strength to run for 90 minutes anymore. I don't want to get hurt so as not to spoil the atmosphere. People say never, but I'm never going to officially play for it again. ”

The Bernabeu stirred up an uproar with his words, and Forlan held the microphone and waited for half a minute, seeing that the fans' arguments had not diminished, he raised his hand and pressed down, signaling that he really didn't need to be too excited.

"My teammates say I'm singing hard to hear," Fran raised his hand and touched his hair unconsciously, as if he was afraid that the atmosphere would be too heavy, and cleared his throat strangely, causing a burst of echo laughter, and a little cry mixed with it, he raised his voice to get attention, "I give you this song, I hope you don't dislike it!" ”

"The glory shines on the Spanish sports scene, and the white battle flag of Madrid never dims." Fran's voice was still a little hoarse, and his recognizable voice instantly attracted the attention of the entire stadium. This time, the Melingers did not quiet down, but opened their mouths to sing the Real Madrid team song with him. The man standing on the stage coincided with the young man who had once stood in front of the unattended microphone in the bar, and he was full of energy and fighting spirit, as if he were shining.

"Glamorous club, generous, iron-hearted! Whether it is a veteran or a rookie, it is always respectfully and excitedly looking up to its laurels. ”

It was the Real Madrid of his dreams, the Real Madrid he played for more than ten years, and the Real Madrid he was bound to love for the rest of his life.

This team has given him dreams, he is a dreamer.

This dream made him go through everything, he was a hero.

"Come on Madrid! A noble and warlike leader, a knight who is famous all over the world! ”

"Come on Madrid! Go ahead and win and defend your banner! ”

Everyone in this small world is screaming heartbreakingly and hysterically, DJ has already released the song, and the song has changed from a personal cappella to a song by tens of thousands of people.

This time, the whole world belonging to Francisco Álvarez is singing with him crazy.

In the deafening song, Fran seems to see himself again when he first came to the first team, and there seems to be a question from his father's friend, "Fran, will you ever come back?" ”

Fran didn't know how to answer this time, would he ever come back? It should be, maybe, but I can't say for sure, right?

The music was still playing, the chorus was still going on, and Fran spoke again in the background, "Real Madrid—"

"I didn't leave you when I was twenty years old, I didn't leave you when I was twenty-four, I didn't leave you when I was twenty-seven, I didn't leave you when I was thirty-one, I didn't leave you when I was thirty-four, and I have come to the present time when I am thirty-five."

It's great that I didn't leave you, that you didn't leave me.

"It's wonderful." He whispered.

It's just wonderful. He thought silently to himself.

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"You just retired like that?"

"No, didn't you ask me to make an appointment with you to play another European Cup?"

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