It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 118 Sr. Barcelona (Daily Transition)
"The Champions League trophy you wanted, now it's here, next year, we will continue and win everything we want!"

Ciel threw the scarf around his neck aside. "We will celebrate again at this time next year. Thank you very much for your support—"

Messi, wearing a little red hat, poked his head out from behind Charles and leaned into the microphone, "Long live Barcelona, ​​long live Catalonia!"

The estimated time for the parade that circled the entire city had already taken into account the congestion on other roads and the enthusiasm of the fans, but after the parade ended, it was still more than an hour later than the estimated time.

After the event, Charles took off his yellow vest with a tired look on his face, and seeing Vilanova carrying the trophy, he lent a hand to help carry the trophy out of the car.

"Let's go and put our honors in our room of honor," Vilanova clapped his hands, and the whole team walked towards Barcelona's room of honor together.

As soon as he entered the Hall of Honor, Charles stood and looked at the information board.

This was not his first time to visit this place, but he had never taken a good look at it before.

"What are you looking at?" Messi walked over drunkenly.

Seeing that he was about to pass out, Charles quickly put his right hand on his shoulder and said, "I'm reading about the famous players of Barcelona..."

"Hey, Charles," Vilanova patted Charles on the shoulder, and just as Charles and Messi turned their heads, Vilanova raised the camera.

"Click".

With a crisp shutter sound, the camera clearly captured the photo of the three people.

"What is this?" Messi looked at the camera in Vilanova's hand with a puzzled look and reached out to take it.

Vilanova took a step back and hid the camera behind him. "Este es el Sr. Barcelona."

……

When Charles got home, he saw Jacques and Inge yawning and sitting on the sofa watching TV.

They were among the 10 fans who flooded into the Camp Nou stadium for today's celebrations.

Hearing the sound of opening, Ange walked to the door and took the suitcase from Charles's hand, "Would you like something to eat?"

As soon as Ciel entered the room, he could actually smell the food, "Okay, you guys haven't eaten yet?"

"Go wash your hands," Jacques brought out a tray of food from the kitchen, "We estimated the time you'd be back, and now it seems just right, come and try it to see if it tastes good."

Charles had just washed his hands and sat down when he saw Tuscan salmon and cream chicken on the table. Corsica is very close to Italy, but it is rare to find such authentic Italian food.

At this time, Jacques brought out Corsican lamb stew, pasta and juice from the kitchen.

"Stop looking at it and eat it quickly. This is the recipe I just asked Uncle Samuel for. Tomatoes are not added, but the white wine should have evaporated when it was cooked, so there shouldn't be much left."

Charles looked at the three full bowls of meat dishes and a large plate of pasta on the table, "It's too much. I can't eat so much."

Ange took two more plates, pulled out a chair and sat down, "Then we'll eat with you. We haven't seen you in a while."

As Charles divided the pasta into three plates, the family gathered together to eat.

"When will you return to the national team?" Ange wiped his mouth.

Charles put down his fork and thought for a while. "Barcelona has another game on the 30th, so I will return to the national team on the 31st. The national team will have two warm-up matches on June 6nd and June 2th."

"What's wrong?" Charles looked at Angel with some confusion.

"It's like this. Julia told me not long ago that someone has been trying to contact me," Ange sighed, "She hopes to let her child meet you."

"I?"

"Her child is now 6 years old and also likes to play football, but because of illness not long ago... he became very depressed and didn't want to continue playing football."

Ciel pushed the plate away. "And then?"

"This child is your fan, so she used your story to encourage him, telling him not to give up when he encounters setbacks, and even bought your poster to encourage him."

Angel continued compassionately, "Not long ago, the child told her that he wanted to meet you, and then she thought of many ways. His family is not French, and in order to fulfill his wish, the mother flew to Ajaccio and contacted Julia. That's when I learned about this."

"So what we thought was that either you go back to the national team training camp and you meet them in the hotel," Jacques said.

Ciel picked up his fork again. "Okay, then we'll meet them at the hotel when we return to the national team on the 31st."

For such things, Charles felt that it was just a piece of cake, so he might as well help if he could.

Charles didn't know what it felt like to be a mother, but as someone who had experienced it, he understood the desire of children.

After dinner, as his parents were getting ready to go to bed, Charles sat on the sofa and did not turn on the TV, but chose to read the newspaper to digest his food.

In the newspaper that Henry gave him before, there was a column by Cruyff. If Charles didn't read the godfather of Barcelona praising Barcelona for a day, he would always feel that something was missing.

"Both teams have proven that they have the quality to win with their own characteristics. Manchester United's strengths are power, drive and pressure, while Barcelona's strengths are possession, passing and movement."

"We saw a bit of both styles. In the second half, the Premier League side attacked and they tried to equalise, but to their detriment, Barcelona started to be Barcelona and their talent started to come into play."

"These talented players are great! The team they formed brought honor to Barcelona. Xavi, Charles and Messi started training games, while Manchester United said goodbye to the game. They had no other choice but to kill time."

"The game was over even before Barcelona's second goal. Although Park Ji-sung of Manchester United finally scored a goal for Manchester United in the second half, making Manchester United's defeat less embarrassing, but not long after this goal, Charles came uninvited in front of Manchester United's goal again and knocked in Barcelona's fourth goal."

"At the same time, this goal is a work of art that people will talk about: a Barcelona player who has never hooked a ball before scored an overhead kick in front of Manchester United's goal."

"..."

"Barcelona's victory was a victory of style, a victory of a better style. I have written before that Barcelona does not need to win this final to be convincing enough and to win enough praise."

"But to convince those who only believe in the results, this victory, this wonderful victory, is necessary."

"This Barcelona, ​​this beautiful Barcelona, ​​has already drawn countless praises from people in every corner of the world for its style." "Barcelona has written in large gold letters a creed that will be widely spread: a team can win while playing beautiful and exciting football. Clone Barcelona's creed if you are bold enough - if you have talents like Charles and Messi, maybe it's not so bold."

After reading Cruyff's column, Charles washed up and prepared to go to bed with satisfaction.

The next morning, after breakfast, Charles went to Barcelona's training base again.

Although tomorrow is the last round of the La Liga, for Barcelona, ​​which has already won the championship, this game is not that important compared to giving the players time to recover their mood and physical strength.

As soon as he arrived at Barcelona's media reception room, Charles saw the staff busying around inside.

I am going to prepare a program today, which is mainly to film some interactions between the players for Barcelona fans who are still immersed in the joy of winning the championship, in order to calm the fans' uneasy mentality that the team's heroes will be poached after winning the championship.

As soon as he saw Charles coming in, the host enthusiastically pulled Charles to sit on the sofa, "Come on, sit down, Charles."

Looking at the script in the host's hand, "What is the process today?"

The host sat on the sofa and adjusted her skirt. "There is no process. We just do some very simple interactions and interviews."

On the wall facing the camera in the entire reception room is a display screen, which shows the latest Barcelona championship poster and the portraits of Charles and Messi.

In the middle of the reception room, there are two sofas arranged in an "eight" shape.

Just as Charles sat down, Messi walked in from the door, saw the host and Charles sitting on two sofas respectively, and walked towards Charles without hesitation.

"Messi, you sit opposite Charles, on my side..."

Before the host finished speaking, Messi shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I'd better sit with Charles."

Charles sat on the sofa and recalled the saddest things in his life, trying to hold back his laughter. If the host was a man, Messi would probably agree.

The host was helpless and could only sit in the middle of the sofa. "Okay, let's start recording the show."

"Welcome to today's Barcelona Story. I am today's host Garcia. Today we are interviewing Barcelona's twin stars - Charles and Messi."

"Hello, everyone," they waved to the camera in sync, "I am Charles and Messi."

The host flipped through the script and asked, "Charles, why did you choose Barcelona?"

"Well, because Barcelona was looking for a new midfielder."

"Charles seems to have a great sense of humour," the host continued, "What do you think you can bring to Barcelona?"

"A new midfielder and water cooler steward."

“Hahahaha—” Messi covered his stomach and couldn’t help laughing. “Except the second one, the others are all correct!”

The host smiled at the two of them and turned the script to the next page quietly. "In daily life during training, everyone has a lot of happy things. In the eyes of other teammates, you two can be said to be the most lively people in the Barcelona team. I don't know if this is true."

Charles took over the host's words calmly, "Oh, there is a leaker among us, who actually leaked our Barcelona's top secrets."

"Then our theme today is: 'Whoever laughs loses'," the host was relieved to see Charles cooperate so well. "Charles, Messi, you two take turns telling jokes. The one who makes the other laugh will get a point."

Messi turned his head and looked at Charles. "Okay, let me try first," Messi said after thinking for a while. "When Charles first came to Barcelona and just came out of the medical examination room, his father asked him, 'What did the doctor say?'"

"Charle thought for a moment and said, 'El doctor'."

"Pfft, your joke is too dull, Leo," Charles couldn't help but laugh.

The host flipped open the scoreboard with a smile on his face, "Now Messi 1:0 Charity."

Charles thought for a moment, "Okay, it's my turn. On St. George's Day, Messi saw a book on a bookstall called "Solving Half of the Problems in Team Management" and bought two books without hesitation. Then, at noon, he gave them to Guardiola."

Messi covered his face and laughed crazily. The host turned the scoreboard to 1:1, "So is this true?"

"How could I do such a thing?" Messi couldn't help but defend himself. "There was a book that Charles entrusted me to give to Pep, but I didn't expect that the books we gave were exactly the same."

"I think that's why Barcelona is so successful and harmonious," the host said with a smile, "because Guardiola has solved all the problems of team management."

Messi adjusted his sitting position. "Once in the Champions League, we stayed together in the pre-match hotel. We were roommates. We trained at 8 o'clock in the morning. When I got up, Charles was still sleeping. He said he would sleep for a while, and then I went to have breakfast first."

"After waiting for a long time, Charles still didn't come down. It turned out that it was already 7:99 when Charles got up! In order to prevent him from oversleeping in the future, we specially created a group to wake him up."

"You obviously know this is fake. It was Puyol who was late," Charles couldn't help but defend himself. "This group was also created for him."

"So the captain will get up at 7:99?" the host said excitedly. "I hope Guardiola won't see this interview."

Charles gestured with his hands to show the shape of the waves. "Once the team was discussing where to go during the off-season, and Puyol asked Leo which beach he liked to go to."

“Leo said, ‘Stiges, because Sitges is the gay beach and no one knows me there.’”

The host flipped the scoreboard again, "Leo 1:2 Ciel, final round."

"This time when we went to Rome, Charles was the first to get off the car when we arrived at the hotel because he was hungry, but he was interviewed by reporters."

"After asking two questions, Ciel was so hungry that he wanted to go straight to the kitchen."

"The third question, the reporter asked: 'So you will play in the final?'"

"Charles said quickly: 'Pep is coming to catch us, let's run.' As soon as he finished speaking, Charles ran away. At this time, Pep just walked over and looked at the reporter with a puzzled look on his face."

Este es el Sr. Barcelona: It can be simply translated as "This is Mr. Barcelona." The reason why I didn’t write the translation in the original text is that I think Sr. Barcelona contains anthropomorphic meanings, but I am not well-educated and I really can’t think of a better translation method (although this Spanish sentence was translated by me using a translation software).

The joke about “7:99” comes from the adverse reaction of ketotifen - drowsiness.

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