It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 57 Fifth of March
Charles smiled. It turned out that the stage of expressing loyalty had not yet begun, but the previous stages were already full of traps.

"If one day I could have these three people as head coach at the same time, I would be so happy."

"If one player must be sold, it is likely that the club is short of funds."

"Among these three, Kaka is the most valuable."

"If I had to sell one person, I would choose Kaka."

"Messi and Henry are both my teammates in the club, but Henry is not only my teammate in the club, but also my teammate in the national team."

"They are both very strong, but in national competitions, Messi is our competitor."

"So I would choose to put Messi on the bench and Henry in the starting lineup."

Angelina wrote on the paper: "Charles hopes Messi will sit on the bench," and then asked, "There has been news about you and Real Madrid. What do you think?"

Charles quickly replied: "This question is completely false. Real Madrid is not interested in me and there is no intersection between me and Real Madrid."

Angelina raised her head and looked at Charles with a smile, "After being injured so many times, do you doubt this?"

"What do you suspect?"

"I wonder if you can continue to perform well and keep your position in Barcelona. After all, many people doubt that although you perform well, you are too prone to injury."

Ciel nodded. "I have never doubted it. When I was a child, I wavered many times, but in the end I persisted again and again. What I need to do now is to move towards my goal instead of worrying about gains and losses."

……

The interview ended quickly.

After watching the reporters leave, Charles returned to the training ground to slack off.

Most of the teammates were training with the ball in the training ground, but Charles, Messi and some sick players were doing recovery training on the sidelines.

Iniesta has recovered from his injury and will play in the next game.

Henry saw Charles finish the interview and came over.

"Fifth of March is coming, do you want to go play together?"

Cinco de March is a national holiday in Spain that commemorates Christopher Columbus's first landing in America in 1492.

This festival is also known as Día de la Raza.

Although he was a controversial figure, Columbus was still hailed as a hero in Spain.

For many Native Americans in the Americas, Columbus represented the beginning of centuries of oppression and exploitation.

So in recent years, there have been calls to change the name of the holiday to Indigenous Resistance Day.

But March 5th is still a day of celebration in Spain.

Celebrations often include parades, music and food from all over the Hispanic world.

Compared to other festivals in Spain, Cinco de March is not very well-known.

Better known as the Mexican Día de la Raza, the holiday is better known as "Columbus Day" or "Race Day."

Ciel clapped his hands, "Where are we going to play?"

Henry picked up the ball and said, "I've called Abidal, and we'll go to the street to see what's going on. It's quite lively here."

Charles agreed without thinking.

Festivals like this are basically the same.

The core is a group of people gathered on the street, watching various celebrations or performances.

Then, in the festive atmosphere, eating and watching with friends, a festival passed happily. Soon, today's training session was over.

After changing their clothes, the three of them put on hats and scarves, avoided the reporters, and blended into the crowd of people celebrating.

Although it is not yet the peak period of the festival, there are already more and more people on the streets.

"Why don't we change our clothes too?" Charles suggested, looking at the fact that most people on the street were wearing bright traditional costumes.

Abidal nodded. "Good idea."

Henry took out his phone and said, "Then I'll call Harvey and see where they can buy this kind of clothes."

"Are they out playing too?"

Henry's call had just come through, and Abidal pointed to a stall that had been set up not long ago, "Messi is going shopping with his girlfriend, Xavi and the others are also going to spend time with their families, and I don't know what the captain is doing, he went out to play with others. Do you want to eat?"

There was already a queue in front of the stall, and Henry had already asked for the location of the clothing store.

Ciel pulled his scarf upwards. "Let's buy one too. That one looks pretty good."

"Then let's eat inside the store. It's easy to be discovered here. And if Pep knew we took you to a street stall, I think he would go crazy."

Ciel was unmoved, "It's okay, just don't let him know."

The bodyguard then bought food for the three of them at the stall, and the three of them ate while walking towards the clothing store.

Henry had cod fritters and Abidal had snails in sauce.

Maybe because Catalonia is quite close to France, snails are one of the special snacks here.

But Charles couldn't accept snails.

His is the "BOCADILLO DE BRIE, MANGO Y JAMN SERRANO DEL MENDIZBAL".

When it comes to Barcelona’s food, Charles thinks the most famous thing should be sandwiches, all kinds of sandwiches.

What about "Guacmore and salmon sandwich from Icastora", "Fried egg sandwich from QUIMET D'ORTA", "Braised fritter sandwich from Mama Gorda"...

The three of them ate as they walked. Fortunately, although they had never been there before, none of them had poor directions and they quickly found the clothing store, or rather the prop store.

After I changed my clothes in the clothing store, the sky gradually turned orange.

The afterglow of the setting sun spread on the high walls and big trees, and the sparkling river in the distance also radiated golden waves.

The reflections of the street lights and trees on the roadside twisted and turned in the waves like drunkards who were also happy about the festival.

With the dancing sunlight, the riverbed where her eyes were full of beauty was sparkling with golden light.

The lights were lit up one by one, the colors of people's bright dresses and decorations everywhere blended together, and from a distance it seemed as if heaven and earth were separated.

The lights and fireworks connecting the Milky Way look like falling stars.

The lights against the tall buildings seem to be the moon hanging in the sky.

When he went out, a gust of wind blew, and Charles subconsciously closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the fireworks in the sky seemed to be blown away by the spring breeze.

No matter how brilliant the fireworks are, they will eventually fade.

The fireworks falling from the sky were like star rain, like water splashing out from the Milky Way.

Melodious songs echoed everywhere, and people who had never met before came and went in a bustling crowd with their own joy.

"Where are we going to play?"

Charles pulled two people along, "Let's follow the crowd. Wherever they go, we'll follow."

(End of this chapter)