Starting with Real Madrid

The Posillipo district of Naples, commonly known as the Bay Area.

The sea breeze blew the floor-to-ceiling curtains in the bedroom, crackling, and Sanchez woke up from the bed in the bedroom at home. . .

At the Christmas dinner last night, he drank some wine, came back late, and forgot to close the sliding door on the balcony.

He got out of bed and put on a coat. He walked out of the bedroom and came to the balcony, where the blue sea was in the distance.

The sea in Naples is as blue as the sea in northern Chile, but there are no freighters passing by from time to time, and there are more silhouettes of mountains and peaks on distant islands.

Before he knew it, he had lived here for almost half a year and was used to it.

Even, sometimes, he has blurred the scene when he lived in Chile.

The only thing I remember is to remind myself that I can't go back to the past no matter what.

This is what motivates him to work **** the court!

……

When he first came to Naples to rent a house, he immediately fell in love with this three-story single house on the seaside and halfway up the mountain.

The house is a bit old, and the decoration is not particularly high-end, but it is clean, tidy and comfortable, and you can see the sea as soon as you go out, just like in your hometown.

His mother, family and stepfather love it here. They live on the second floor and leave him alone on the third floor.

My younger siblings are all studying in nearby schools, which is also arranged by the club.

Sanchez still remembers that when the family came to Naples, Gao Shen came to visit and told him that no matter what, he had to let his younger siblings continue to study, and there would be a way out in the future.

Both Sanchez and his mother agreed with the coach. Even if the younger siblings were reluctant, they were still admitted.

He hopes that they will be able to go to university, find a decent job, and gain a firm foothold in Italy and Europe, without having to go back to Chile.

Of course, he feels that if he saves for a few more years and has money, he can live comfortably after returning to Chile.

There is a huge gap between the rich and the poor.

Teammate Vidal has a very clear plan. He said that after he made money playing football in Europe, he would go back to Chile to buy a large farm, ask a lot of workers to work for him, and concentrate on being his farmer after retiring. .

Sanchez thinks this is a good idea, but he has not yet figured out how to become a qualified farmer.

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After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he went down to the second floor. Before he got out of the stairs, he heard the arguing of his younger brothers and sisters.

The school is on vacation, and these little guys are all at home. They are now studying the game console he brought back last night.

When it comes to reading, they are all too bad, but when it comes to playing, these guys are geniuses, they don't need to be taught, they can figure it out by themselves, how to wire, how to debug, they can study better than you proficient.

Sanchez saw that they were so energetic, so he didn't go to join in the fun.

Going down to the first floor, I happened to see my mother and stepfather standing at the door of the house, chatting.

"What's the matter?" Sanchez asked curiously.

He noticed that there was a very special set of gift boxes on the table in front of his mother.

"You're awake." The mother heard the voice, turned around, and said in surprise, "Your head coach is here."

"Really?" Sanchez was very surprised and looked around, but where could he see someone?

"Gone again." Mother said quickly.

Sanchez frowned, "Why didn't you call me?"

"He didn't let him. He said there was nothing to do, so he came to give gifts."

Saying that, the mother and stepfather gave up, and just happened to see the particularly prosperous gift with a striking Chinese knot on it, but the Sanchez family didn't know each other, but they always thought it was a particularly good meaning.

"He said that this is their Chinese rule. During the new year, they always go to visit and give a gift. He was afraid that Christmas would disturb us, so he delivered it in advance today. I opened it and saw that it was tea, porcelain tea set and a bottle of wine."

Sanchez stepped forward and gently touched the outer packaging of the gift box, feeling warm in his heart.

Last night, he never heard that the head coach would come to visit.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, found Gao Shen's phone number, and called.

"Hey, are you awake?" As soon as the phone was connected, there was a deep and hearty laughter.

"Just woke up, boss, why didn't you call me when you came?"

"It's nothing."

"Where are you? I'll find you."

"Out of downtown Naples, my God, Paul Cannavaro lives far away." Gao Shen smiled bitterly.

Sanchez couldn't help but laugh along.

The boss is going to visit the players one by one.

He remembered that Gao Shen mentioned that it seems that in Chinese schools, teachers would do this, and they called it a home visit.

……

When Sanchez called, Gao Shen had indeed left the city.

I have to say, this is a big project.

The game console last night was arranged by Gao Shen, and the club paid for it. Today, this is his own wish.

He asked Su Qing from China to help prepare the gift. The price doesn't matter. After all, it is a New Year's gift for his players. It would be better to have some Chinese characteristics.

The problem is, there is actually a bottle of Maotai in it.

This is unbearable.

Gao Shen was so impulsive several times that he wanted to take out the Maotai in the gift box and replace it with something else, and then keep the Maotai for more than ten years, and then take it out in the future.

Su Qing did not understand the value of Maotai at all.

Does this gift box contain Maotai?

No, that's gold! It is the core technology of China!

In the end, Gao Shen held back and sent Maotai out.

But every time he gave out a bottle, Gao Shen would secretly slander in his heart: What a prodigal woman!

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Strictly speaking, this is the first Christmas that Gao Shen has passed through.

In his memory, last Christmas he lived alone in a rented house in Madrid.

There was really no way, because he was alone at the time.

Now, of course he isn't.

Many people invited him to spend Christmas together.

For example, the Carlos invited him to go back to Madrid; Lucas also invited him to go home; and Sanchez and other players who stayed in Naples, knowing that he was one of them, also invited him.

Even Saki called him and asked him if he wanted to spend Christmas together.

But all of these were politely declined by Gao Shen.

On Christmas day, he stayed at home alone and played games.

World of Warcraft also has Christmas events. As soon as the high-level knight Zidane went online, he saw that familiar figure waiting for him at the bank gate of Ironforge.

Mourinho.

No need to guess, this dark shadow shepherd is Su Qing.

"Why did you come? I've been waiting for you for a long time." Mourinho sent a private message.

Zidane replied, "There is a jet lag, I just woke up here."

"Then hurry, I took you to brush the **** equipment today. You should have changed your old equipment. I have never seen such a salted fish as you. You are either fishing or cooking all day long." Mourinho complained. .

Zidane sent a smiling face, directly boarded the plane in Ironforge, and flew to the South China Sea.

On the way, he sent another private message to Mourinho: "How old is your Fabregas?"

"It's almost forty."

"..." Zidane was speechless.

Gao Shen began to reflect, is he too salty?

In fact, he has already played a round of World of Warcraft before, and now that he plays again, many things have changed.

This time, I mainly played with Su Qing. The condition was that all of Su Qing's characters were named by Gao Shen.

For example, her priest is called Mourinho, the mage is called Fabregas, and there is a druid called Van Nistelrooy, and Gao Shen himself has an elf druid called Adriano, and A warrior named Zambrotta...

In his previous life, giving a character a star's name was a great pleasure for him to play World of Warcraft.

It is the same now.

Although Su Qing was speechless, she still listened to his words.

In World of Warcraft, Mourinho is much better than Zidane.

There's no way, I can't stand the crowd of classmates.

At the beginning, Mourinho and Zidane slowly leveled up from the Northshire Abbey.

But later, for some unknown reason, my classmates found out, so Mourinho started to get on the happy upgrade train, with people taking him along the way, and the level was like taking off. To the Black Wing's Nest, the best equipment is also not lost, and the whole process is dark animal husbandry.

Zidane can't do anything about it. He is busy on weekdays, so he can only play online from time to time. Fortunately, he doesn't care about the level. Fishing, cooking, etc.

Mourinho asked him for a number several times, saying that it was to help him upgrade, and then he helped him with the team book, but Zidane refused.

As a last resort, Mourinho could only practice the mage trumpet, which is Cesc Fabregas, saying that it was faster for the mage to lead people to level up.

"I researched the upgrade route, you don't go cooking and fishing today, follow me all the way, after brushing the **** equipment, I will take you to fight monsters to upgrade the task, be sure to raise your level quickly~www.wuxiaspot .com ~ Mourinho ordered.

Zidane nodded solemnly, "I listen to you, special Mr. Mourinho."

So, on the same day, at the gate of the Tribal Undercity of a certain server in World of Warcraft, you can see a funny alliance paladin named Zidane, riding a pony without money, running around the big On the road, the group of tribes with green faces and fangs were very curious. From time to time, people ran over and grinned at him, trying to eat people.

Zidane was very speechless. The other party couldn't understand what he said, so he could only pretend to be ruthless with his actions, but he was beaten by a shameless thief who was hiding in the dark.

No way, let's run away from the corpse.

"I think Zidane is so dignified. In World of Warcraft, I was bullied like this." Zidane complained.

Mourinho rode her little dark horse, giggling all the way.

God knows, why didn't those tribes beat her?

"Mourinho, go back to Ironforge, I want to fight with you!" Zidane cried.

What made Zidane even more depressed was that these shameless people who bullied the trumpet actually still guarded his body...

Nima, I just want to go to the blood, do you have to do this?

No way, drag the corpse.

Just like that, Zidane kept running, dying, resurrecting...

After finally getting to the gate of the Scarlet Monastery and getting rid of the shameless abuse of the tribe, Zidane began to usher in a brutal and tyrannical NPC.

Nima, this day will never end!

What an unforgettable Christmas!