Golden Greenery

Messi has always had a plan in his life, and he has never made a mistake when it comes to making decisions about the future of his son Leo Messi.

Ever since Messi was eight years old and swept all the defenders of Rosario's U12 team, Hullhao vowed to train his son to become a football king surpassing Maradona. From that day on, all his actions were aimed towards We are moving forward unswervingly in this direction.

It was Huerhao's decision to let Messi choose Argentina instead of Spain. He keenly discovered that Argentina has lost its generation. When Messi enters his adulthood, he can lead a new generation of international players who have just grown up. Huerhao judged that it is good to Results will be around 2014.

And Spain is experiencing a blowout of rookies, and there will definitely be a big breakout in the foreseeable future. It will be easy for Messi to get good results if he participates in it, but he will not be able to become a unique football king, because he is not from Castilla, and there is no talent in Spanish football soil. There is no feeling of being a football champion.

That year, Helhao asked Messi to give up his beloved No. 18 jersey and wait for the arrival of No. 10 with peace of mind, because he could not let his son become Zhuoyang II, he could only be Messi I. Helhao could not even accept Messi. Ladonna II.

In the summer of 2009, when the rumors that Zhuo Yang joined Barcelona finally became a reality, Huerhao was strongly aware of the crisis, because this was a person who was far more powerful than Ronaldinho and Eto'o. That time, after careful consideration, he made the decision to work hard to make friends with Zhuo Yang.

Maintaining a close friendship with Zhuoyang complies with his son's wishes and allows him to observe him at a close distance and analyze his weaknesses. In the past two years, Heerhao has treated Zhuoyang with sincerity and enthusiasm, even treating him as his fourth son. He is very good at taking things to the extreme after setting a direction.

In the past two years, Huerhao has confirmed his initial worries. Zhuo Yang quickly became the sun of the team. Last season, Messi narrowly defeated Zhuo Yang by three goals and won the top scorer in La Liga and became the La Liga MVP. It was just a consolation. The illusion of nature.

Messi believes that as long as he can score more goals than Zhuo Yang in a certain season and the team's performance is brilliant, he can overtake Zhuo Yang and become the number one player, but Huerhao believes that this is absolutely impossible because of the 'paranoia' in football. The impression has been formed that Messi is Zhuoyang's younger brother. As long as Zhuoyang is not so bad that he is so bad or so bad that he has fallen like Ronaldinho, the hope of a comeback will be very slim.

From the praise of Zhuoyang by his teammates to the same turmoil outside the court, the gap between Messi and Zhuoyang will only become wider and wider. Since the beginning of this year, Messi's headline rate and hot list rate in the media have plummeted, which can already explain all the problems.

Separating Messi and Zhuo Yang has become the only possibility to succeed. Herrho did discuss leaving Barcelona with his son, but the uncertain future of starting over is too risky. If you want a win-win situation, you can only let Zhuo Yang leave. , because he himself is a 'prodigal son'.

Huerhao, who has never made mistakes in judgment, has spent the past two years in vain. He has grasped the biggest weakness in Zhuo Yang's character: he takes soft things rather than hard ones, and pays too much attention to friendship.

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

Huerhao's timing selection is also full of mysteries. It can't be too late. After the season is over, Zhuoyang will feel that he is being used. It can't be too early. Leaving too much time will inevitably lead to long nights and many dreams. Zhuoyang has a lot of capable people around him. Bundle.

Only between the two rounds of the Champions League semi-finals, the glory of the season has not yet been determined. Just like Zhuoyang's analysis of football style, this point in time is also a feeling, and Huerhao will follow his own feelings.

Hellhao Messi has never left a trail of ideas in his life.

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

Huerhao was still confessing in panic. The panic at this time was as real as his scheming and enthusiasm.

On this night, Mei’s father didn’t have any pretense. Despite two years of planning and two years of careful consideration, Huerhao was still unsure at the moment he blurted out the idea.

Although Zhuo Yang's promise was soft and smooth, it made Heerhao fall into even greater panic. He suddenly lost judgment on his choice. Was it right or wrong? He changed from panic about Zhuo Yang's unknown attitude to doubt about his misjudgment.

"Zhuoyang, uncle is wrong. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I drank too much, please forgive me, don't leave Barcelona. Leo likes you, and he always likes to talk to me about you when he comes home every day, saying that you talk again What funny jokes did he make and who did he tease in the locker room? When Leo talked about you, the smile on his face was as happy as if he was on his fourth birthday."

"Zhuoyang, uncle is confused. I withdraw my request. Can you forgive uncle? You and Leo..."

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

Hullhao jumped up from the chair, failed to stand up for the first time and fell back into the soft chair. He held the edge of the table and pulled himself up hard. His arms brought down the poor goblet, and the half-cup of golden sunlight spread on the coffee table.

Huerhao moved his efforts in front of Zhuoyang, and with a 'pop', he pushed the golden mountain and knocked down the jade pillar, and he knelt down.

"Zhuoyang, woo~~~~"

Zhuo Yang was shocked and quickly rushed to help Dad Mei up. "Uncle Mei, don't dare do this, it will shorten my life. Uncle Mei..."

.

When Helholmesi stumbled into his room, his hair was as messy as a lazy farmer stacking firewood, and there were two buttons on his shirt that were misaligned. One side of the hem was tucked into the belt, and the other half was hanging out.

When Leo Messi saw his father, he seemed to see the familiar drunkards in his hometown of Rosario.

Dad Mei leaned on the door frame and gasped. His son hurriedly came over to help him. The strong smell of alcohol hit his face, and Mei Mei frowned involuntarily.

"Dad, how much did you drink?"

"Hehehe..., Leo..." Helhao twisted around and hugged his son very tightly.

"Leo, I love you, Leo..., haha... I love you, son, daddy loves you...ha..., daddy...wu~~wuwu~~~~"

In the end, Helhao held his son and cried loudly, with tears and snot wetting Messi's hair, cheeks and front. His gaffe frightened the whole family. The old Mei family moved from Rosario to Barcelona. Huerhao has always been the backbone of the family. They had never seen him like this.

Until he finished vomiting, was helped to the bed by his family, and wiped his hands and face with a hot towel, Huerhao was still mumbling with his eyes closed.

"Leo, I love you,...you are my son, you are the best...I love you,...Zhuoyang...Zhuoyang...he...is a good boy, very good...he promised ...promised to leave...to leave Barcelona...he agreed..."

'boom! ! ’

Leo Messi slammed his father's bedroom door.