Golden Greenery

Playing football is like love, it requires feeling. If you follow your own feelings during the game, you will always appear to be at ease. If you feel awkward, you will be stagnant and unable to burst out inspiration and passion.

The Argentine national team will never lack talents or even geniuses. Nowadays, Aguero, Higuain, Di Maria, Milito, Tevez, Mascherano, Veron, Cambiaso, etc. All the players in the midfield and frontcourt are world-famous players, and they are no worse than anyone else in the same position, but Messi is very tired playing with them.

It feels like something inexplicable. Maybe it was just 0.1 seconds late in passing the ball, maybe it was a run that was not made when it should have been. It is something that cannot be measured with data at all, but the feeling is just gone.

Zhuoyang is a teammate who played with Messi personally, and is the first person in today's football. He has experienced different football styles and quickly integrated into the team's tactics at Barcelona. Zhuo Yang's analysis is naturally the most reasonable, because only by noticing and experiencing this feeling can he integrate so perfectly.

"Zhuoyang, I think... you are right, very accurate."

After confirming Zhuoyang's analysis, Mei's father fell into even greater confusion, because there was no way to change this phenomenon.

Barcelona can select players from all over the world that suit the team's style, and if unsuccessful, they can continue to select, and La Masia is also constantly providing such new blood. But the options for the Argentina national team are much narrower, and nationality is a threshold.

No one can say for sure whether there will be international players with "small skills" among Argentinian players. The easiest way is to see if anyone can successfully play for Barcelona in the next ten years.

Zhuoyang wants to say that the Spanish national team is actually more suitable for Messi, but he can't say it because it would be nonsense to say it, just like others saying to him that Germany is more suitable for him than China.

Dad Mei cares about Messi more than anyone else, and hopes that Messi can become the number one player after Maradona, or even surpass Maradona. But the Argentina national team is a hurdle for Messi, and he must get over it before he can say anything else.

Mei's father did not continue to consult Zhuoyang if he had any suggestions for solving the problem, because it was unrealistic and because this was not his purpose today. Moreover, because Barcelona is another hurdle for Messi, Messi must also overcome it.

"Zhuoyang, thank you for your analysis, and thank you even more for taking care of Leo these past two years."

"Uncle Mei, I'm serious. Leo and I are friends, he is like my little brother."

"You have helped him a lot, both on and off the court." Dad Mei didn't blink. "Leo is happier than before, has more friends, and the harmful defenses encountered in the game have been significantly reduced. Zhuoyang, uncle thank you very much."

"Uncle Mei, please don't say that."

"Leo is really lucky. He met Ronnie first and then you. Your care is very important to him."

Zhuo Yang felt a little embarrassed. "Uncle Mei, this is what friends should do. It also shows that Leo has a good character and deserves to be liked by so many friends."

"Uncle Mei, not only Leo, but us juniors also like you very much. I have been in Barcelona for almost two years, and I don't know how many barbecues you have eaten, but I have saved a lot on food expenses."

"Hahaha..." Mei's father laughed loudly: "You are alone outside, no matter how successful you are, you are still a child in my eyes. I should care about you."

"So, Uncle Mei, I should care about Leo."

"Hahaha..." Dad Mei laughed again. After the laughter subsided, he raised his head and looked at the ceiling again, silent for a long time.

Because of the angle, Zhuo Yang couldn't see clearly the expression on Mei's father's face at this time. He could only see him blinking. It is said that people only blink when they are lying or when many thoughts are passing by.

"Zhuoyang, have some more wine and drink with uncle."

"good."

There was no black star like last time, so Dad Mei asked the waiter to bring him a bottle of sherry. Sherry is a fortified wine from southwestern Spain.

It has a long history and culture. The great writer Shakespeare and the navigator Columbus were both fond of it. People compare sherry to 'Spanish sunshine in a bottle'.

The light yellow liquid slipped into the wine glass, and a faint musk flowed silently into the air in the room. When you smelled it slowly, it seemed that it really smelled like sunshine.

The Spanish sunshine is the brightest Zhuo Yang has ever seen.

"Zhuoyang, what height do you think Leo will reach in the future?" With half the cup in his throat and a fragrance lingering on his lips, Mei's father raised a new topic.

"Unique." Zhuo Yang replied quickly.

"Yes, unique..." Mei's father sighed: "Everyone is unique, especially in the eyes of parents, their children are always unique."

Dad Mei said: "Can you make a more detailed judgment? From your perspective, who will Leo look like most in football in the future? Ronaldinho? Ronaldo? Or Maradona?"

"Leo will definitely surpass them." Zhuo Yang answered more quickly.

"But..." Mei's father, who rested his chin on his fist, raised his eyes and glanced at Zhuo Yang, but hesitated to speak.

Zhuoyang doesn’t know what height Messi will reach in the future. He is not a god who can predict the unknown. But if the 24-year-old Messi does not have any major accidents, such as major injuries, he will remain in the football world for at least six years. A super-class team, just like myself.

After half a cup of tea, Dad Mei said again: "Ronaldo, Zidane, and you, Zhuoyang, have all experienced many different teams, and Leo only has one Barcelona."

Dad Mei said: "Zhuoyang, do you know? Leo and I seriously considered leaving Barcelona not long ago, but in the end we didn't dare to really take this step because of the style you mentioned."

"Inappropriate!" Zhuoyang said: "Absolutely not, Uncle Mei, this is very risky and completely unnecessary. Barcelona can meet all of Leo's sporting and economic requirements. There is no need for you and Leo to take this risk. "

Zhuoyang's eagerness shows that he is not optimistic about Messi's success outside of Barcelona.

"But……"

"It's nothing but, there are so many superstars who have played for one team forever. Baresi, Maldini, Bergomi, they all only played for one team, but their status in football is not the same. Less than anyone else.”

"Dad Mei, Barcelona's football is the most suitable for Leo. It is impossible to find a team that can better display his abilities. Dad Mei, you must be cautious in this matter. As far as I know, in Leo's football career, All the major turning points were yours to make, and the facts have proven that your decision was very correct. But when it comes to leaving Barcelona, ​​don't be careless."

Dad Mei was silent again. He twirled his glass and drank it all in one gulp. He forgot to greet Zhuo Yang. He even refilled the glass and drank it all. He still forgot to say "Cheers" to Zhuo Yang!

After drinking the third glass, Dad Mei seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his head from his rickety waist and looked at Zhuo Yang from bottom to top.

"Zhuoyang, uncle wants to ask you something."