Fools are indeed fools...... When Gu Bei knew that the problem he had been worrying about the most was made like that by Cristiano's rampage, he couldn't help but sigh like this.

However, the so-called Fu Wushuang Zhi is the truth - the so-called "Gu Bei will return to Madrid to celebrate the championship with you" promised by Mendes before - turned out to be false in the end.

"We had a lot of celebrations." Cristiano crossed his fingers earnestly and said, "We've got a bus parade, a tribute to the Harvest Goddess, and a dinner party - aren't you really coming?" That's a shame. ”

Of course, it's a pity, after all, you have been such a league champion for many years. Gu Bei thought with concern, "But Mr. Guardiola said that he wanted to test me, and he was worried that he would not be able to win the Copa del Rey, so he didn't want me to go back to Madrid at some point in time - Mr. Mendes also persuaded him, but it didn't work." ”

Everyone can see that Guardiola can't be worried about the Copa del Rey. Real Madrid is out, and Barcelona only needs to play quietly for 90 minutes to win the championship, then smile, hold the cup, and cry in front of the media to tell how he fought for the championship until the last moment, and then take a family photo.

It's done, and there's not even the slightest room for accidents.

Isn't Guardiola's only purpose not to let Gu Bei return to Madrid?

Hehe, he must have been jealous of them winning the championship, so he went to great lengths to find something for them - Cristiano didn't want to know that it must be like this!

"I hate Pep Guardiola!" Cristiano asserted.

"Me too!" Gu Bei saw that on the other side of the video camera, Mourinho obviously heard his words when he passed behind Cristiano, and he nodded very approvingly and agreed.

All celebrations should be premised on reunion, and it's not perfect to have someone they both like.

"Isn't it okay to come back secretly?" Cristiano hated Guardiola and finally returned to reality, he looked at Gu Bei gloomily, "Maybe you can come back quietly while he is training, and then go back to Barcelona after celebrating." ”

Gu Bei couldn't find a place to complain about this bad idea for a while.

"Okay, you go and celebrate, when the training here at Barcelona is over, I may be able to go back in the evening and celebrate with you again." Gu Bei kissed the front camera of the computer, "Today belongs to you and the team, as well as the fans, I won't bother." ”

It's a bit of a pity, but winning the title is a great thing, and Cristiano feels he has nothing to complain about.

It was raining lightly in Madrid, and the gloomy sky combined with a white wave on the ground made for a very pleasant picture.

Even Mourinho's usual gloomy face at the sight of the media has finally faded and replaced it with a gentle, slightly arrogant smile.

Cristiano stood on the roof of the bus and watched the fans wearing Real Madrid jerseys and waving scarves on both sides of the street, indulging in their smiles of pure joy and smiling on his face.

They had already vented wildly in the dressing room away from home when they won the tournament, hugging and complimenting each other in front of the camera, and even more so when the media turned around and even kissed each other in a desperate way - no idea who they kissed or who they were going to be next to laugh and kiss.

And Cristiano is undoubtedly the one who has been kissed and hugged the most of all.

Real Madrid's football can be as simple as giving the ball to Cristiano and he can take you to 1:0, 2:0 or even 5:0. Out of the reach of the media, Cassie whispered to Mourinho with a smile akin to a drunken one.

He was embarrassed to say such things in public, but when he won the championship today, he might be able to say it quietly.

Mourinho tried to be as strict as he could, but he quickly broke the mark, laughing so hard that his eyes turned into a line, and then he called Cristiano over and repeated Cassie's words to him.

When he heard this, Cristiano was undoubtedly self-satisfied, and he giggled and hugged Cassie and said you should sue me yourself. Mourinho, on the other hand, feigned anger and asked him if he didn't want to listen to him.

It's nice to be a champion, a champion brings all the good things in the whole world, covering up a qiē uneasiness and right and wrong.

He heard his name being called - it was common, every day, every game, someone screamed his name for a different reason.

And among all the different reasons, Cristiano liked Gu Bei's one the most.

The unspeakable, the unspeakable. That's too - over-sharing - .

Cristiano leaned out of the guardrail and waved to the fans calling his name. The teammates around him sang loudly, and under the impetus of the fans, they walked to the high point of the love again-someone rode on Cristiano's body at once, Cristiano subconsciously held it with his hand, and knowing that it was Ramos, he laughed and shouted at Cassie who was not far away, "Hey! Drag your lieutenant away, I'm going to be crushed to death by him! ”

For the first time, Cassie did not blame Ramos at all, on the contrary, he stood on tiptoe in the confusion as if he had not heard Cristiano's words at all, and raised his hand to give Ramos a thumbs up.

Today, anyone who does anything deserves to be forgiven and encouraged.

Even if, yes, even if that person is Mr. Ramos.

"Great Ronaldo, oh great Ronaldo. He's a good friend of Real Madrid with us, oh......" Ramos sang a mess along with a few other bocklers, but the tune sounded a bit like the Smurfs......

"Do you think that's all? No! It's not enough! What we are getting now is far from worthy of our ambition and talent, God has only given us a small piece of candy, and we are going to get greater glory now! Mourinho also seemed to be moved by this high-spirited, full-fledged emotion, and he shouted loudly.

No one was really sure they heard Mourinho's shouting clearly, they just knew that he was inspiring, saying something happy.

So they laughed and tried to respond in unison.

But they failed, and they just laughed and shouted, "YES, CAPTAIN!" ”

Mourinho also seems to have realised his mistake – he was speaking too long, and only the shortest slogan could elicit the deepest resonance at this time. So he raised his fist and said, "Champions League!" 10th time! ”

Victory makes people intoxicated, and victory makes people swell and feel omnipotent.

“YES！ CAPTAIN！ ”

This time, Mourinho's crew laughed and shouted in unison.

The bus drove to the Harvest Goddess Square. Cassie walked at the front with a smile on his Real Madrid scarf - putting a Real Madrid scarf on the Harvest Statue was the Real Madrid captain's favourite part.

Maybe next year, I can also celebrate her 10th crown with a Spanish flag with the Real Madrid logo. Cassie thought as she put her scarf on the goddess as she looked at the crowd below.

"Sir, no matter what outsiders may say, I have to tell you something." When Cassie walked back to stand with his team-mates, he suddenly turned to Mourinho.

Perhaps it was in this wonderful celebration that lacked the explosive point that the press needed, tormented in sweetness and pain for too long, so when Cassie turned his head to Mourinho, hundreds of shots and recorders tried to shove under Cassie's nose and lips.

There's no show of affection, there's no big news, and if Cassie just had to say thank you next, probably a reporter wouldn't have been able to pounce on Cassie and strangle him.

"What do you want to say?" Mourinho rarely kept smiling all the time, and the feeling of a spring breeze made people even feel unrealistic, "If you just want to say that you are very moved now, then I will allow you not to speak, just come and give me a hug." ”

Cassie laughed - it was just as rare, after all, Cassie's restraint was quite famous.

But compared to his next move, such indulgent laughter was really nothing.

Cassie stepped forward and really hugged Mourinho.

Jose Mourinho: [Confused.jpg]

"No, I almost suspect you're going to kiss me next." Maybe it was because this scene was not what Mourinho was used to experiencing, he actually felt a little embarrassed, and in order to alleviate this embarrassment, he said something with low emotional intelligence that would completely make Gu Bei beat his chest.

But what saved the scene happened.

Cristiano jumped over like a big monkey and hit Cassie headbuttfully.

Not entirely voluntary, Cassie kissed Mourinho on the cheek.

[An assist from Cristiano, Status: Signed]

Cassie's face turned green: Will Sara forbid me to kiss her again?

He thought absurdly.

"But I still want to say," Cassie's expression, although a little unlovely, still honestly followed the script designed by Gu Bei - he himself admitted that such a glorious moment is the most suitable to explain and sign the memorandum of understanding, "no matter what outsiders say, how maliciously speculate about our relationship - now or in the future." I have to say, I love you, and if it weren't for you, Real Madrid might still have a confused future. You are the best coach for Real Madrid. ”

There may be only a tenths of a second of pause and silence.

Then, the flashes weave into a white web of light, and reporters shout loudly from microphones or mobile phones to call out to their directors and editors-in-chief, demanding a news break and an immediate, center-center page.

But before they could broadcast the news, all the reporters' phones rang almost simultaneously.

"Gu Bei formally submitted his resignation to Mendez and resigned from his current position, and Mendes has signed and agreed to immediately terminate the previous work contract between the two parties."