59. Casillas

Chapter 59

Jorge Mendes' fantastical journey has only just begun.

Originally, he thought that today was already dreamy enough, after all, he had already got three players at once, and there was a world-class superstar defender who might be about to sign up, and it was still very likely at present, but when the doorbell rang, he knew that it was too simple for him to think.

The person standing outside the door is Cassie, he rarely takes the initiative to come to Redondo, and even if he comes, he is with Raul and them, which is somewhat similar to Guti, but Guti is simply embarrassed to come alone, and Cassie ......

How can I say it, it's also another level of embarrassment to come alone, right?

As soon as he saw that it was Cassie, Juan was stunned and happy: "Igor! Thank you so much in the morning, I didn't expect you to come back so quickly, I thought you were still playing in Portugal. ”

"I'm on the plane in the morning." Igor smiled at him reluctantly, his eyes didn't dare to look in Redondo's direction, and Redondo raised his eyebrows and nodded: "We were all on the plane in the morning, and I texted with you at that time." ”

Juan was stunned, he did receive a text message from Cassie in the morning, asking where he was, he said that he was on the way to Porto, and then there was no response, he thought they were going to play by themselves, but he didn't expect to come back directly.

"What about Javier, who is also with you?"

"No, he came back on his own two days early, as if it was for the contract or something." When he said this, Redondo looked at him meaningfully, to which Juan just smiled back and changed the subject: "Do you have anything to say?" ”

"Yes, but this topic may have to be avoided by your agent." Redondo's eyes looked over, and Jorge shuddered and got up: "Juan, otherwise, I'll go and contact other people for you first, such as Atletico Madrid's Pablo, you enjoy your vacation, I'll go first......"

Juan didn't even have time to stop the man before he watched him leave directly, and it wasn't until the taxi drove some distance away that Jorge breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't get used to Juan's cold noodles, let alone Redondo's......

"This big and small ice cubes, specially pulling that Casillas to say something......" Jorge muttered, shook his head and slapped his face: "Forget it, don't think about it, it's more important to focus on the work in front of you!" ”

What Jorge MΓ©ndez didn't know was that after he left, the room fell into a very strange silence, Cassie lowered his head deeply and didn't dare to look up, while Juan stood with Cassie with a blank face, and Redondo stood in front of them staring at Cassie sternly.

"What's going on?" Juan finally couldn't help but ask, seeing that neither of them seemed to pay attention to what he meant, Juan tilted his head and added, "Something to do with me?" ”

"Of course it has something to do with you." Redondo said in a deep voice, "To be honest, I don't bother to take care of other people's affairs, and I won't care, but Juan is different, so I have to take care of this matter." ”

"Of course," Juan was confused, "why don't you tell me first?" ”

"Are you sure you really want to know?" Redondo glanced at him, but his eyes were still fixed on the Spaniard. "I didn't expect you to have this kind of mind."

The Spanish youngster took a deep breath: "I've had this idea for a long time. ”

"How long?"

"From the age of twelve."

β€œοΌŸοΌŸβ€ The two seemed to be confronting each other, but Juan didn't understand what they were talking about, and the Portuguese, who hadn't figured it out for a while, was ready to shamelessly ask, "......May I ask what you're talking about?"

"Don't interject!" The two of them scolded at the same time.

"......" had never been a little stunned for a while by Juan, who was so loud from his mentor and friends, but the conversation continued.

"In other words, the object of your fantasy is too?"

"Yes, it has never changed."

"Do you know it's not normal?"

"Why isn't this normal?" Cassie finally couldn't help but look up and retort, "Why is it abnormal?" Love is indiscriminate...... Uh......"

Cassie suddenly choked, his mouth opened, his whole face turned pale, and he subconsciously looked at the people around him, desperate to find that Juan was thinking about something.

Although Juan's EQ is notoriously low, at the same time, it is also widely known that he has a demonic IQ that makes up for his lack of EQ.

For example, at this time.

"What Fernando has to do with me, with Igor, and also with love?" Juan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, "What do you mean ......"

Both men held their breath nervously at the same time.

"I'm in love with someone at the same time?" Juan asked this question with certainty, and then smiled: "Don't worry, Fernando, none of us can look down on that female reporter, and we all think she is not very good!" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦β€

They suddenly felt that maybe Juan's IQ and EQ were really inversely proportional, otherwise why would there be such a big gap.

"Your expression tells me, I guessed wrong." Juan sighed, "Okay, okay, you all know, I'm so dull to death about feelings that I can't tell who in the team has a boyfriend or girlfriend." ”

"It's true." Redondo was helpless, "Do you remember?" On my first day in Real Madrid, you came up to me and said, 'Fernando, my sister is not married, do you want to think about her?......'"

"Of course I do." In Cassie's suppressed voice, Juan didn't look embarrassed at all, and replied naturally: "Then Igor came over and scuffled with me, and Guti and Raul came to fight, but it became the four of us fighting together." ”

Thinking of the scene at that time, both Juan and Redondo looked at each other and smiled, but soon Redondo's eyes turned stern again: "If it wasn't for last night, I wouldn't have known there was such a situation." ”

"Last night?" Juan was stunned and looked left and right, "What the hell are you two talking about, what happened last night?" ”

"Say it yourself." Redondo said coldly, "Originally, we made an appointment to make it clear this afternoon, but now it's better for you to be here, I want to hear your answer." ”

Juan was silent for a moment and asked, "About me, Igor and love?" ”

"Yes." Redondo nodded, "Although I don't say this in the hope that the two of you won't even be friends in the future, but for the sake of your career, I hope you can deal with it as soon as possible." ”

Juan nodded in understanding, and then looked at the Spaniard, who had not spoken: "Igor, tell me what you think." ”

Cassie opened her mouth, feeling that it was difficult for her to say anything right now.

Maybe if this continues, he and Juan may end up here, and they don't even have to be friends. But he also knew that he had nothing to hide in front of Redondo, and Juan was so smart that he must have guessed it......

"Last night I secretly kissed you while you were drunk." Igor Casillas' eyes were closed when he said this. "And it's not because I'm drunk or joking or anything, because I'm taking this and you as a person very seriously."

"So?"

"Therefore, I like you, Juan, not the kind of liking between friends."

After he said this, the whole room was quiet, the imaginary thunder rage and a knife did not come, he couldn't help but quietly open his eyes and glance at it, and found that Redondo was raising his eyebrows at Juan, how to look at it like that was very helpless, and before he could see Juan's expression, he heard his friend whisper: "You look up." ”

Cassie took a deep breath and lifted her head, facing Juan with a calm expression, "If that's the case, I seem to be understandable...... I thought you kissed me last night and got drunk, and almost made my mouth swollen. ”

Teenager, isn't your focus right??

Cassie subconsciously wanted to complain, but he heard his teammates calmly pick up: "Did you drink when you came over?" ”

"Nope!"

"I'm a man and haven't been in a relationship yet."

"If you like it, you like it, what can I do? I've tried several girls and can't like them, blame me?? ”

I don't know why Redondo suddenly felt a little happy about the scene in front of him, so he took a deep breath and interrupted the conversation between the two: "Originally, I wanted to take care of this matter, but the party is here, I don't think I have anything to say, Juan, what do you think?" ”

"What thoughts?" Juan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the Spanish goalkeeper, who was tense and looked a little pitiful, "My only thought is...... Igor, how can you toss so much? ”

β€œοΌŸοΌŸοΌŸβ€

"If you like it, just say it, you can't realize it with my emotional intelligence if you hold it back like this!" Juan waved his hand very chic and calm, and this time it was the turn of the other two people to be confused.

"You also know that your emotional intelligence is low...... Redondo helplessly, "then you don't have anything to say to Igor right now?" ”

"Yes." Juan smiled very easily, ignoring the tense atmosphere at the scene, and said very casually: "Probably specifically...... Even if you like me, I won't release water during the game? ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Juan DΓ­az! ”

"Okay, I'll be serious." Juan raised his hands in surrender, "You know, my sister is in the fashion design industry, and I have seen a lot of this, and there is nothing prejudiced or unacceptable." ”

"So?"

"So...... Let's give it a try. Juan's easy words were no less than a thunderclap, and the two of them were directly scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course." Juan nodded naturally, "If it's not suitable at that time, let's find a way to run it in." ”

Redondo felt that he might really not be able to keep up with the times.