Iron Man on the pitch

June 16.

The morning sun shines through the curtains and sprinkles on Li Ling's face, awakening him from his sweet dreamland.

"Um...it's already this time..." After looking at the time on the phone, Li Ling quickly got up and started washing.

"On this holiday, I have to have a meal with my parents in the morning. In the afternoon, Ronaldo said there was a small party and I would take me to attend."

While brushing his teeth, Li Ling couldn't help but think of what happened last night, and subconsciously scratched his head: "Fortunately I ran fast, so I came back immediately after I got it over, otherwise I would have been almost blocked by the reporter."

"Is it the reporter who kimchi girl or the Neon girl? Also, what if you are caught by the reporter? You are naive, don't you think this method can kidnap me, right?"

"But there are too many fake places on the kimchi girl, and the touch is so bad; the Neon girl is quite moist, but she has a lot of little thoughts and is forced to find a condom. Haha, it would be strange if you can find it. I go, it won’t be the reporter she is looking for?”

"I can't always eat wild food like this. I have to think of a way, find a legitimate excuse to rationalize this behavior and recruit a few fixed assistants."

Li Ling thought hard and suddenly slapped his thigh.

"By the way, after the World Cup is over, I can use the signing fee of the new team to buy it... No, I might as well buy a hospital and then give myself an appraisal of the addiction disease. I can also use this hospital to form my own in the future Medical team.”

"Although I will not be injured at all, and the injury can be solved by system support, since I do not have the strength to surpass the world, I should build my own logistics system honestly and step by step."

Li Ling, who had been tidying up, walked out of the hotel where the team stayed and took a taxi to meet with his parents.

Although Li's father and mother were unhappy when they knew that their son went out to do something last night, their son had just won the game and performed so well, so he chose to raise the board high and put it down gently, and just scolded him verbally.

After having brunch with his parents, he walked around the streets for a while. Seeing the time, Li Ling went to Ronaldo's appointment.

Looking at Li Ling's back walking away, Li's mother couldn't help but sigh: "My son has grown up and has his own life."

"I feel this way, but even if my son doesn't go abroad, he won't study in our home in China. That situation is no different from his study abroad."

"I said that, but we can take care of it in China." Li's mother still couldn't let go of Li Ling who was alone.

Li’s father is quite open-minded: “Besides taking care of life, what else can we take care of? My son has his own ideas and is better than us. We should live our own lives well and don’t cause trouble for his son.”

Li Ling came to the restaurant he had made an appointment with Ronaldo. As soon as he walked to the designated private room, he saw a familiar face, but the other person should not be familiar with him. No, not necessarily. He is now a hot new star, and he should know him.

The man with a flat head in front of him has a considerable deviation from the image in his memory. After all, in his memory, his image has a signature puffy head.

"Hey, are you Li Ling?" The dark-skinned man greeted him first.

"Hello, Marcelo." Li Ling stretched out his hand.

"I'm very happy to see you." Marcelo reached out and held Li Ling with him, "Come on, everyone is basically here."

Li Ling pushed open the door and saw, "Wow, what a guy, although there are not many people, they are all Real Madrid players."

"Are you going to put a jersey on me?" A thought flashed through Li Ling's mind, and then he walked into the private room.

"Hi, Li Ling, you are finally here." Seeing Li Ling arrive, Ronaldo stood up from Kaka reluctantly, came to Li Ling, and introduced Li Ling to the others in the box.

"This is my little brother, Li Ling. Although you all know him and he should know you, I will still let me introduce you formally."

"This is Kaka."

"Hello, hello."

"This is Marcelo, you should have seen it just now."

"Hehe." X2

"This is Raul, isn't it?"

"Yes, I'm long-lasting."

"This is Guti, you should know."

"That's certainly."

"Pepe, I don't need to say more."

"Hahaha."

Raul was the first to speak: "Li Ling, don't worry that we are here to recruit you. This is just a gathering between friends. Ronaldo said he wanted to bring a little brother to see the world, so he invited you."

"Little brother?" Guti, with soft blonde hair, looked unhappy. "We are not as good as Li Ling's age. He is already a player of the same level as us.Now. ”

"Yes, my fault, my fault." Raul hurriedly raised his hand and admitted his mistake to Guti.

"Ah, I won the prizes too much." Li Ling was embarrassed.

However, he looked around the box and found that both the Brazilians and the Portuguese who played for Real Madrid were here, but the Spaniards only came Raul and Guti. Considering that according to the normal process, they should leave Real Madrid after the World Cup, so today's dinner should be really a small gathering between friends.

So Li Ling sat down openly.

My life is indeed completely different. I felt like I was almost there when I played football at Sporting Lisbon. Now it’s just a small dinner, and the participants are all celebrities I could only see in news reports before.

Li Ling was a little excited and took the initiative to take a photo with Raul and Guti.

Marcelo patted Li Ling on the shoulder: "Hey, where is me? Li Ling, don't you not treat me as a star?"

"Haha, that's right, why did you forget me?" Kaka continued with a smile.

"Isn't this going to see you often in the future, but it's not certain that Raul and Guti are."

Unexpectedly, Li Ling's unintentional words made the atmosphere on the scene a little sad. The main reason was that the two veterans who left the Spanish national team and were about to leave Real Madrid were a bit loud.

Although they have worked very hard this season, they still missed the Spanish national team. At the same time, due to Mourinho's arrival, their playing time at Real Madrid will definitely be further reduced next season.

Everyone present knew that Raul and Guti's departure was a foregone conclusion, but no one said it.

But since I have said it, it’s great that I have added this topic to chat and fuck.

"I'll tell you," Guti smiled, "If any of you meet Spain after qualifying, shoot Cassy's stinky brat's goal."

Marcelo said exaggeratedly: "Wow, no, do you still look forward to Spain losing in the vice team?"

"How is that possible?" Guti waved his hand quickly, "Let Cassie lose a few more goals, but it doesn't mean I'm hoping that Spain will lose. The forward can score a few more."

"Haha, you're really bad."