010 Baili Zhang's commitment

Muris dragged his paralyzed leg back to his small apartment on the outskirts of Madrid.

This small apartment occupies an area of 60 square meters and has been designed with a very cute and comfortable interior that blends many styles. At first glance, it looks a bit like Scandinavian style, with bohemian colors and patterns, and industrial-style brick walls.

The place is a little small, but it is also very cozy under the careful arrangement of old Mr. Murice. The open kitchen, dining room, living room, and study are harmoniously integrated, giving it a homely taste.

For Muris, such a room arrangement is too fancy. However, he didn't have the heart to look at his house, which was just a place to eat and sleep.

As soon as he opened the door, a slightly obese body crashed into his arms.

"My dear little Chena, you have succeeded! You've scored the most fantastic goal of the century at the Bernabeu Stadium, where you've so much to dream of, and I'm so proud of you, kid—"

"......" This is the first time Baili Akira wakes up and sees this body, and he feels nervous for the first time in the face of excited old Murice.

"Real Madrid have failed you, but don't be afraid, little Chena, you're back, you're back on the pitch, you're going to stand in that greatest place, tell the world how good you are!"

Baili Zhang's heart trembled.

"Come in, my child, I have prepared you the most exquisite dinner to celebrate your resurgence."

Old Murice took little Murice by the hand, pulled him into the house, and then pushed him into the somewhat crowded diner.

On the table, the freshly grilled sardines from Malaga are cooked with the finest ingredients and in a unique way.

Located in Andalusia in southern Spain and on the Costa del Sol of the Mediterranean, Malaga is known as the "Capital of Southern Europe", a world-class bustling city with a long cultural history, and also known as a "paradise city".

Malaga is a place of great food, with its unique Mediterranean cuisine and its reputation as a paradise.

Old Mouris is a native of Málaga and has his own Mediterranean restaurant in the city of Malaga, which is doing a thriving business.

In Muris's memory, the elder was a master cook. Whether it's the unique Victorian Grilled Fish, the aromatic freshly grilled sardines and the delicious assorted fried fish, or the unique Spanish roast lamb, roast leg of lamb and grilled lamb chops are all Mr. Muris Sr.'s specialties.

By the way, there is another dish that the elder Muris is best at, stewed pork, which is Chena Muris's favorite dish. It is made from fine pork, pork bones, bacon and ham sausages, as well as vegetables such as beans and potatoes, simmered over a slow fire and spices.

The dish was still simmering in the kitchen over a slow fire, and Muris could already smell the aroma of the stewed pork.

Seeing that Muris sniffed and turned his head in the direction of the kitchen, the elder Murice was immediately amused.

"Alright, little Chena, your favorite stewed pork is coming up soon, take your eyes back, the freshly grilled sardines have been left out in the cold."

Funny old Murice, picking up the plate, got a sardine for his precious son, which he thought was the most fragrant, and handed it over.

Freshly grilled sardines, with fresh sardines as the main ingredient and seasonings such as olive oil and pepper. Place the washed sardines on the grill, first lightly heat, then slowly add condiments, about 15 minutes or so, and a freshly grilled sardine will be baked with a charred outside and tender inside.

Baili Zhang himself does not like to eat fish, but this body is not exclusive to fish, and the craftsmanship of old Muris is very good, and he eats very fragrant.

It wasn't until the stewed pork was bubbling that Baili Zhang ate the most delicious meal here.

He seemed to be slow and orderly, but his movements were not slow at all, and the whole pot of stewed pork ended up in his stomach alone.

"My little Chena, you're becoming edible. Of course, you are the hero of Real Madrid today, you scored a goal with all your strength on the pitch, you must have been hungry. ”

When he had finished eating, old Muurice pushed him to his room to rest, while he ran to the kitchen and picked up the dishes with great skill.

Akira was lying on the bed, and he could hear the clattering of dishes coming from the kitchen. The voice of old Murice's doting care sounded repeatedly in his head, and a burst of warmth flowed in his heart.

While the elder Murice was happy that his son could eat, he was a little worried.

Something seemed wrong with his little Chena, and he should have been happy to score the goal, but he hadn't laughed since he got home except for a few answers.

However, thinking about Chena's bench and loan spell over the past few years, the elder Murice can't laugh either.

He watched as his son, who was flying wildly, fell from the clouds into the mire. He became decadent and slumped, and every fight was his nightmare. He was frantically hungry for goals, but great disappointment awaited him.

He wanted Chena to return to Malaga and start his life anew. Kochena loves Real Madrid, and it is his dream to gallop around the Bernabeu and be loved by thousands of fans.

Seeing the news that Chena scored at the Bernabeu and celebrated the victory with his teammates, the elder Murice, who was still chatting with friends, suddenly burst into tears.

He closed the restaurant as soon as possible, did not forget to bring the sardines he had just entered this morning, and rushed to Madrid with a large bag.

He had expected to see an ecstatic child, but the child was calmer and more silent than ever.

"Knock knock."

There was two knocks on the door, and old Muris came in with the fruit of the meal.

Muris got up, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at the elder Muris, who was sitting next to him.

"Happy to-day, Chena?"

Baili Akira looked at this father who had been dependent on his son since he was a child and gave all his love to his son. Shaking his head, he said in an extremely sincere tone: "No, I can do better." ”

Old Muris was stunned for a moment, and then rubbed Muris's tea hair excitedly.

"Chena, you've grown up!"

“……”

"Over the last three or four years, I've heard you complain countless times, your dreams, your frustrations, your coach's criticism of you, and how much you want to go back to the Bernabeu. Child, I'm worried about you, I'm afraid you're completely lost on this path. But this is your life, and you have to go on your own. I'm eager to see you grow, even in the lower leagues, and you can play every game seriously. ”

Because for him, the father, as long as there is a son playing, the games are the most exciting. However, the elder Muurice gradually did not dare to watch his son's game. Every time he looked at it, he wanted to pull his son back from that road.

But he told himself not to interfere with his son's dreams. He's big enough to have his own way to go.

Scoring at the Bernabeu would have been a cause for joy, but the elder Murice couldn't help but worry.

Chena, who struggled in the whirlpool of despair, felt the charm of the Bernabeu Stadium, how did you give up that stage and be willingly beaten back to its original shape?

If that happened, old Muurice didn't dare to think about it......

But when he heard Muris tell him in an extremely calm tone that he could have done better, the old Muris's heart finally settled down.

His little Chena, in the process of crawling and rolling again and again, finally grew up and became more mature and sensible.

Muris suddenly hugged the elder Muris and let go of it in a flash.

"I'm going to play every game, no matter what team or what level of league I'm playing in." This is Baili Zhang's promise to the old Murice, swearing by the honor of the Baili family.

Old Murice stood stunned, he did not expect Chena to agree so solemnly, he thought he would interpret it as the nagging of the old man, and he usually did not listen to such words.

What the elder Muris didn't expect was that this sentence really ran through Baili Zhang's entire career.

He spent his life fulfilling his promise to old Mr. Murice.

Because that's the only thing he can do for the elder Muris as Chena Muris.

And what impressed Muris was that in addition to this promise, there was also a sentence that the elder Muris said to him before leaving.

"Chena, that goal, not God's goal, it's my little Chena's goal. Dare to snatch my son's goal, even if it were God, I would be stingy. ”