Herrham Messi has never made a mistake in making decisions about the future of his son, Leo Messi.

From the time Messi Jr. swept all the defenders of the Under-12 team in Rosario at the age of eight, Herchau vowed to train his son to surpass Maradona, and from that day on, all his actions were aimed at striving in this direction and being unwavering.

Let Messi choose Argentina instead of Spain, it was Herhaus's decision, he keenly found that Argentina has been broken, Messi entered the full maturity period, just to lead a new generation of international players who have just grown up, Herhawe judged that the good results will be around 2014.

And Spain is experiencing a rookie blowout, and there must be a big explosion in the foreseeable future, and it will be easy for Messi to get good results when he participates in it, but he can't become a unique football king, because he is not Castilian, and there is no football king in Spain's football soil.

That year, Herhaus asked Messi to give up his beloved No. 18 shirt and wait for the arrival of No. 10 with peace of mind, because he couldn't let his son become Zhuoyang II, he could only be Messi I, and Herhau couldn't even accept Maradona II.

In the summer of '09, when rumours of Zhuo Yang joining Barcelona finally came true, Herrho was keenly aware of the crisis, because this was a man far more powerful than Ronaldo and Samu Eto'o. That time, after deliberation, he made the decision to try to befriend Zhuo Yang.

Maintaining an intimate friendship with Zhuo Yang complied with his son's wishes, and also allowed him to observe him from a close distance and analyze his weaknesses. In the past two years, Herhau has treated Zhuo Yang sincerely and enthusiastically, and even regarded him as his fourth son, he is very good at taking the direction and doing things to the extreme.

In the past two years, Herho has confirmed his initial fears, and Zhuo Yang has quickly become the team's sun, and last season, Messi narrowly beat Zhuo Yang by three goals to win the top scorer in La Liga and became the MVP of La Liga is only a consolation illusion.

Messi thinks that as long as he can score more goals than Zhuo Yang in a certain season and the team's results are also brilliant, he can surpass Zhuo Yang and become the first person, but Herrhao thinks that it is absolutely impossible, because the impression of 'paranoia' in football has been formed, Messi is Zhuo Yang's little brother, as long as Zhuo Yang is not so bad that he is outrageous, and he is as bad as Xiao Luo, the hope of turning the tables is very slim.

From the admiration of his teammates for Zhuo Yang to the same turmoil outside the stadium, the gap between Messi and Zhuo Yang will only get bigger and bigger. Since the beginning of this year, Messi's headline rate and hot list rate in the media have plummeted, which can already explain everything.

Let Messi and Zhuo Yang separate, has become the only possibility to get out, Herchau did discuss with his son to leave Barcelona, but the uncertain future of the restart, the risk is too great, if you want to win, the only way to let Zhuo Yang leave, because he himself is a 'prodigal son'.

Herhaus, who has never made a mistake in judgment, has worked in vain in the past two years, and he has grasped the biggest weakness in Zhuo Yang's character: eating soft rather than hard, and paying too much attention to affection.

Don't do any deception, impress him with the sincerity of a beloved son's heart, and express what you think in your heart realistically.

Herhau is also full of mystery in the choice of timing, it can't be too late, after the season will make Zhuo Yang feel that he is being used, and it can't be too early, leaving too much time will inevitably have long nights and dreams, and Zhuo Yang has a lot of talented people around him.

Only between the two legs of the Champions League semi-finals is the success of the season still uncertain, and as with Zhuo Yang's analysis of the style of football, this point in time is also a feeling, and Herho moves with his feelings.

Herrhou Messi, there is no last resort in his life.

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"Uncle May, I promise you, leave Barcelona."

Herhaus was still in a panic of repentance, and the panic at this time, like his scheming and enthusiasm, was very real, and this night, Daddy May did not have the slightest disguise. Despite two years of layout, two years of careful consideration, Herhau was not sure in the moment he blurted it out.

Zhuo Yang's promise, although the voice was soft, so light that there was no wave, but it made Herhau fall into even greater panic. He suddenly lost his judgment on his choice, right or wrong? He went from panicking about Zhuo Yang's unknown attitude to suspicion of his misjudgment.

"Zhuo Yang, uncle is wrong. I'm sorry, I'm drinking too much, please forgive me, don't leave Barcelona. Leo likes you, and every day when he comes home he always likes to talk to me about you, what funny jokes you tell and who you play in the dressing room. Leo talks about you, and the smile on his face is as happy as his fourth birthday. ”

"Zhuo Yang, uncle is confused. I take back my request, will you forgive my uncle? You and Leo ......"

"Uncle Mei, please don't blame yourself, I understand you very well. It's time for me to leave. ”

Herhaus bounced out of his chair, didn't stand still for the first time, and fell back into the soft chair. He leaned on the edge of the table and pulled himself up, his arm bringing down the poor goblet, half of which of golden sunlight spread on the coffee table.

Her Hao moved himself to Zhuo Yang with his efforts, 'poof', pushed the gold mountain and poured the jade pillar, and he knelt down.

"Zhuo Yang, woo~~~~"

Zhuo Yang was taken aback, and hurriedly grabbed Dad Mei up. "Uncle Mei, if you don't dare to do this, you will break my life. Uncle Mei ......"

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When Herrham Messi stumbled into his room, his hair was messed up like a lazy farmer's stack, and his shirt had two buttons that were staggered up and down, the hem tucked into the belt on one side and the other half hanging out.

Leo Messi saw his father as if he saw the familiar drunkards of his hometown of Rosario.

Mei's father leaned against the door frame and gasped, his son hurriedly came over to help him, a strong smell of wine came to his face, and Messi couldn't help frowning.

"Dad, how much did you drink?"

"Hehehe...... Leo......" Herhaus twisted and hugged his son, hugging him very tightly.

"Leo, I love you, Leo......, haha...... I love you, son, dad loves you...... Ha ......, Daddy...... Woo~~Woo~~~~"

By the end, Herrho was holding his son and crying, tears and snot wetting Messi's hair, cheeks and placket. His gaffe frightened the whole family, and the family had moved from Rosario to Barcelona, and Herhau had always been the backbone of the family, and they had never seen him like this.

Until he vomited and was helped to bed by his family, wiping his hands and face with a hot towel, Herhau was still babbling with his eyes closed.

"Leo, I love you,...... You're my son, you're the best...... I love you...... Zhuo Yang...... Zhuo Yang...... He...... He's a good boy, it's good...... He promised...... Promised to leave...... Departure from Barcelona...... He said yes......"

'Bang!! ’

Leo Messi slammed his father's bedroom door.

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