Early the next morning, before the match against Onasusa, Lucero arrived early and came to the door even more aggressively.

"Are you going to train today?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked, "I haven't seen you here lately." ”

At the beginning, this kid was also a person who trained every day, and he said that his level of effort was no less than that of Zhuo Cunzhi, and it was not an empty word.

"You bastard!" Lucero didn't say a word, and directly grabbed Zhuo Cunzhi's clothes.

Zhuo Cunzhi blocked and pushed, and Lucero suddenly pounced.

Seeing that Lucero still wanted to come up, Zhuo Cunzhi asked again: "What, do you want to fight?" ”

"Come on!" Lucero blushed.

"I don't have an opinion." Zhuo Cunzhi laughed.

"What's so funny!" Lucero clenched his fists, and he looked ready to rush again.

"What, you want to fight here?" Zhuo Cunzhi felt very funny.

Lucero was stunned for a moment, and the hot blood on his head slowly subsided, and he began to notice his surroundings.

Although it was still very early, it was not without people who arrived at the base.

For example, Messi found out about the situation here and ran over as soon as possible.

Of course, teammates are not the most important thing, and there are reporters here at this moment.

Some reporters are very diligent, and they squat early in the morning to make a big news.

Especially when Zhuo Cunzhi said those words yesterday, it gave people a feeling of coming from a storm.

Today, twice as many reporters came over to the squatting site than usual!

If at such a time, there is news that Barcelona players are fighting each other, you can imagine how excited these reporters will be.

"Why did you say that yesterday?" Lucero struggled to keep his voice down.

"......" Zhuo Cunzhi looked at him, and after glancing up and down, he said indifferently: "I just said what I wanted to say." ”

"You're a Barcelona player now, you!" Lucerlo's face turned red again, and he didn't know what to say for a long time, "You don't deserve to wear this jersey!" ”

"That's ......" Zhuo Cunzhi thought for a long time, frowned and asked, "What's your business?" ”

“？” Lucero couldn't react.

"I don't deserve to wear this jersey, what does it have to do with you?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked again.

"You! I! Lucero held his breath, but he didn't know how to vent.

The jersey on Zhuo Cunzhi is the jersey he dreamed of.

In order to put on that jersey, he almost resorted to shady means.

However, in the end, Zhuo Cunzhi's level conquered him, or rather, made him desperate.

Therefore, he was relieved, or given up.

Just as he was about to pack his bags and leave Barcelona, such news suddenly came out.

What I dreamed of, you threw away?

How can Lucero not be angry?

But in the final analysis, Zhuo Cunzhi sat in the starting position with his strength, even if he spoiled this hard-won opportunity, it was his own business.

Lucero, what right does he have to speak?

It was because he calmed down that Lucero was able to think about this problem.

But at this moment, he would rather not be able to calm down all the time!

"If you don't have anything else to do, I'll continue training." Zhuo Cunzhi turned around.

In his opinion, what Lucero is doing today is really inexplicable.

He's saying he wants to transfer, he's not cherishing the shirt on him, but at the end of the day, it's all his own business.

As an irrelevant outsider, why did Lucero come to accuse him?

"Wait a minute!" Taking a deep breath, Lucero barely managed to calm his mind.

"Barcelona is the best football club in the world." Lucero said.

He looked as if it were the truth.

Zhuo Cunzhi couldn't help laughing.

"What's so funny!" Once again, Lucero lost his sense of normalcy.

"You go on, if you have anything to say, finish it all at once, don't bother me in the future." Zhuo Cunzhi restrained his smile and stretched out his arm-

Please start your performance.

"This is the best team! Here are the best teammates! You finally became the main force, why did you leave? Lucero couldn't help but growl.

"Because I don't think it's good here." Zhuo Cunzhi replied quickly, without a little hesitation.

“…… Why? Lucero had an incomprehensible look on his face.

It's as if Mei Bui can't understand Romy, and the salty party can't understand the feelings of the sweet party.

"It's the giants of art football, but the fans here are boring; There are good teammates here, but the fight of the factions is disgusting; Finally became the main force but want to leave? Saying that, Zhuo Cunzhi couldn't help but laugh again.

"First, I don't feel how difficult it is; Second, I want to leave if I want to, what does it have to do with you? ”

Lucero stood still, anger crowning in his chest, but he couldn't say anything, just clenched his fists tighter and tighter.

"I'll leave if it's okay." Zhuo Cunzhi turned around again.

"You wait for me, I'll take your place back!" Behind him, Lucero's voice was heard.

Zhuo Cunzhi paused, and then continued to walk casually.

"Well, I'm sorry." Messi ran over.

"Why did you come here to apologize?" Zhuo Cunzhi asked suspiciously.

"He called me yesterday and said he was going to trouble you today, and I couldn't stop him," Messi said, his face full ......of apologies.

"What does this have to do with you, it's not your business, don't take it on yourself." Zhuo Cunzhi taught him a lesson.

“…… Are you really leaving? "Messi looked a little uneasy.

"It's not compatible with me here." Zhuo Cunzhi said, looking at Messi's depressed face, but added in a ghostly manner, "Don't worry, it's not now, my contract has three years." ”

Generally speaking, the best time to transfer is six months to one year before the contract expires.

At this point, there is not much time left in the contract, and the players have more options.

It is also for this reason that even if the players are dissatisfied in the first two years, they will generally not say it.

A guy like Zhuo Cunzhi who has three years left on his contract, but is outspoken, is actually rare.

After all, everyone is in the football circle, and it is not good to look down and see what you look up, so it is not good to tear your face.

"I'm leaving, don't you have a chance?" Zhuo Cunzhi teased.

In this regard, Messi just hooked the muscles on his face and showed an ugly smile.

"Don't worry, I've been in Barcelona for the past two years, and I'll still do my best." Zhuo Cunzhi patted him on the shoulder.

It's not about the mood, it's just about the work ethic of the players.

"Can you not go?" Messi asked again.

"More people want me to go." Zhuo Cunzhi replied.