Chapter 176

The new season for Real Madrid has begun, and the big purchases in the summer window have allowed all fans to see the club's determination to build a new lineup and are full of hope.

Mourinho put Cristiano on the left wing. He looked at the young Portuguese in front of him and patted his head: "Cristiano, I don't care what position you play in Manchester United or what habits you have. In my team, I need you to play as a left winger for me. Do you understand? I need you to follow my instructions."

Cristiano's head was buzzed by the slap from the short coach. He grinned and dodged: "Okay, I will, I will! Pat my head gently!"

Mourinho rolled his eyes: "How much is your head?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to take a photo, but Cristiano trotted away quickly.

Mourinho sneered upon seeing this, then turned around and shouted to the other players. He looked at the newcomers. He didn't like to show off his power, but he had to let these arrogant football players know who was the real conductor of the team.

"I don't have anything else to say. I just want you to remember that no one is irreplaceable." Mourinho's eyes swept across the main players in front of him, and he said in a deep voice, "If you play well, I will let you stay on the court. If you play badly, I will give you opportunities, but please note that the opportunities I give you will not be unlimited. Seize it, otherwise, you can only watch the game on the bench. I mean what I say."

"I came to one of the best clubs in the world with the sole purpose of helping this club win the championship. I don't give a damn about anything else, and I hope you guys are the same," Mourinho said, then he clapped his hands, "Okay, that's all I have to say, and the rest is to prove it to me on the field, let me see what you can do."

When Raul saw that Mourinho had finished speaking, he called all his teammates to gather around him and shouted loudly: "Come on! HALA MADRID!"

Cristiano sprinted into the crowd, smiled widely and shouted: "Hala Madrid!"

Ramos was being pressed by Cristiano on the back. He arched his back in a funny and speechless manner and muttered: "Why are you like a cannonball?"

Cristiano said, "Don't be so picky."

He grabbed Kaka and said, "Let's go, Kaka!"

Ramos waved his fist at Cristiano's back: "I'm not a fussy person!"

In the first round of the La Liga, Cristiano and several other players have just completed their player registration and can finally officially play.

This is Cristiano's first game back at Real Madrid, at home against Real Sociedad.

When he stood in the player tunnel, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement. He lowered his head to look at the white home jersey on his body, took a deep breath, and lowered his head to kiss the Real Madrid logo on the jersey on his chest.

He stood on the Bernabeu stadium again, and this time, he became a part of it, and he wanted to bring the glory of victory to Real Madrid.

Kaka was standing behind Cristiano. He could clearly see Cristiano trembling. He reached out and gently held Cristiano's wrist. The warmth and strength transmitted from his palm made Cristiano turn his head to look at him. The two looked at each other, exchanged glances, and smiled at the same time.

Raul called Cristiano to stand next to him: "Cristiano, come here, I have something to tell you."

Cristiano responded and walked over quickly: "Raul?"

"Are you nervous?" Raul tilted his head to look at the young man in front of him. He smiled slightly and looked at the green field outside the player tunnel. He exhaled softly, "This is your first game since joining Real Madrid. The fans of Real Madrid are very demanding. Are you ready?"

Cristiano curled his lips when he heard this: "I'm ready Raul. Believe me, I know this very well."

No one would understand this better than him. When they love him, their cheers and shouts are enough to carry him to the clouds; when they hate him, their curses and boos are enough to trample him into hell. But what about these? He just plays football.

Raul laughed when he saw this. He thought Cristiano was just looking down on him. He shook his head and said, "Young man, tsk."

"That's better, Cristiano. Just play boldly. Don't care what the fans say and don't let them affect you." He patted Cristiano on the shoulder, then took the boy's arm and strode out of the player tunnel.

"You'll make him more nervous if you say that!" Casillas looked at Raul and Cristiano with amusement, and said, "Luis definitely didn't mean that."

"Luis?" Cristiano raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, your former national team captain called us before you came to Spain and asked us to take good care of you," Casillas said, curling his lips. "It's as if La Liga is a place that eats people. Is he a little too protective?"

Cristiano laughed when he heard this.

"He only sends me a message once every eight hundred years, and he still asks me to take care of his Portuguese kid. Wow, he's really my good friend." Casillas pretended to be disgusted and laughed after he finished speaking. He shook his head. Figo was his good friend, and he certainly would not refuse Figo's request.

He looked at Cristiano beside him: "Cristiano, although I have said it before, I still want to tell you, welcome to Real Madrid, welcome to La Liga, this is another world, we will give you time to adapt, you will adapt well, don't worry."

"Thank you Casillas," Cristiano whispered, and he quickly hugged Casillas and patted his chest.

"And Raul, thank you." Cristiano looked at his captain.

Raul raised the corner of his mouth and pinched Cristiano's neck: "Go and have a good run, this is your debut."

Real Madrid won an unprecedented two Ballon d'Ors. The debut of this brand new lineup undoubtedly attracted the attention of the entire football world. Everyone was looking forward to what kind of chemical reaction this new galactic battleship with so many superstars would produce.

"Cristiano Ronaldo has finally completed his registration process! This is his first game since arriving in Spain! Let's see what kind of performance this new Ballon d'Or winner can bring us!"

The commentator in the broadcast room said expectantly.

The guest next to him said: "Ronaldo has been in Real Madrid for too short a time and has not yet had enough tacit understanding. But I believe that even if there is no goal in this game, we can still see the extraordinary performance of this football genius on the field!"

——Football is not a one-man game. It is still the same old saying. It does not mean that the club can win the game if they buy players at a high enough price. They must first become a team.

"Real Madrid's starting lineup is very luxurious! The newly joined Benzema, Ronaldo and the king of the small penalty area Van Nistelrooy form the forward line, Kaka and Raul play as attacking midfielders, Modric and Guti organize the midfield, and the defenders are still Pepe, Ramos, Marcelo..." As the game began, the commentator quickly introduced the starting lineups of the two teams.

Ten minutes into the game, there was a melee between the two sides.

Neither Guti nor Raul, nor anyone else in the team, thought that this debut for the newcomers would be an exhibition match as they still lacked time to run in.

But this thought was completely covered by doubt and uncertainty until the referee blew the whistle and the game started.

Cristiano seemed to be familiar with them, as if he had played dozens of games with them!

Ramos couldn't help but grab Cristiano's neck during the halftime break and shouted excitedly: "Oh my God! Cristiano! How did you know I would pass the ball far? You actually ran ahead of time! I thought I passed it too deep!"

Cristiano used Ramos' long pass to provide Van Nistelrooy with the first assist, winning the screams and satisfaction of the Melinex.

As he walked down the player tunnel, he was forced to bend over by Ramos's arm. He immediately laughed and raised his eyebrows at Ramos: "I just know it, it's like instinct."

They had played together for nine years, and he understood how Ramos liked to play, just as he understood himself. Similarly, Marcelo, Benzema... their tacit understanding was built up over real time, and it can never be erased.

No athlete can spend nine years with the same teammates day and night. During that time, they share the lows of loss and the glory of coronation, which is as brilliant as a song.

The support and protection in the past were real, and the groundless accusations and sarcasm later were also real, the apology was real, the forgiveness was real, and the insignificance was also real.

Just like what was written on the jersey he left for Ramos, giving you all my love, his blessing was also true.

Some people can be friends forever, while some people are only suitable to be colleagues side by side. Cristiano felt much more relaxed after understanding this sentence.

Ramos was still making a fuss, but Van Nistelrooy rolled his eyes and tore Ramos' arm off Cristiano's back: "Don't press on Ronnie."

He patted Cristiano's face with both hands happily: "Ronnie, do you remember your first game at Manchester United?"

Cristiano certainly remembers that he created a penalty for Van Nistelrooy, who then scored.

He smiled with his eyes curved, knowing what Fanny was going to say.

Soon, Mourinho walked into the locker room, interrupting the players' enthusiasm. He looked around, with a slight smile on his face, obviously satisfied with the lead in the first half.

"Keep up the good work, you're doing well." He nodded slightly with dignity.

Kaka looked at Cristiano, who was surrounded by Ramos and others in the middle of the crowd. He knew that Cristiano had an incredible nine years between them, but he was more convinced that he and Cristiano could bring something more tacit than nine years to each other.

The second half of the game begins.

Cristian ran on the wing, and Kaka supported him.

"There was a melee in front of the goal! Benzema tried to score in front of the goal! The ball went over his head! What a pity!"

The ball was cleared out of the penalty area and Real Sociedad immediately seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack. Marcelo and Ramos quickly retreated to intercept.

"Marcelo intercepts the ball and makes a long pass to Kaka! Kaka dribbles the ball! Ronaldo and Kaka start to move at the same time!!! Amazing synchronicity!!"

"They challenged Real Sociedad's penalty area from the middle! These two were as fast as the wind!"

There were two players surrounding Kaka. Seeing this, he did not hesitate at all, and did not even look at Cristiano. He raised his foot and passed the ball horizontally to Cristiano in front of him.

After Cristiano got the ball tacitly, he immediately dribbled to the left side, broke through the defense line and headed into the penalty area. Seeing this, the fans on the field couldn't help but hold their breath nervously, and followed Cristiano with their eyes.

"Opportunity!! Ronaldo dribbles the ball into the penalty area!" the commentator shouted.

"As soon as Ronaldo got the ball, the defenders came back to defend, leaving him too little space, it was dangerous..." The guest frowned slightly.

There were players guarding Cristiano in front and on the sides, and Cristiano didn't even have the space to turn around.

Cristiano paused slightly while stepping on the ball, he quickly glanced around him, then suddenly kicked the ball over the mouth of the defender in front of him, then he quickly went to the right, bypassed that person, accelerated a few steps, and snatched the ball back before the defender behind him caught up with the ball.

"Ronaldo dribbled past several players and broke into the penalty area! Real Sociedad's defenders couldn't stop him at all!!"

"The Premier League's dribbling king!! Ronaldo showed the American fans his incredible dribbling ability in his first game!!"

"Ronaldo is looking for the angle!! This ball is an opportunity!!" The commentator's voice became more and more excited, and he saw the hope of scoring within reach!

However, in the next second, a foot suddenly came out, but instead of tackling the ball, it tripped Cristiano directly into the penalty area.

There was an uproar on the field. Without a doubt, it was a penalty!

"Real Sociedad is too anxious! There's a penalty right in front of them!! It's given to Ronaldo to take the penalty!" The commentator took a deep breath, "Is Ronaldo's first goal after joining Real Madrid going to come so soon?!"

Kaka stepped forward and pulled Cristiano up. He bent down and gently squeezed Cristiano's ankle, then raised his face and frowned slightly at Chris: "Are you okay?"

Cristiano nodded and winked at Kaka: "I have shin guards, don't worry, I'm fine."

He exhaled lightly and walked to the white dot with the ball in his arms.

He held the ball in both hands and gently placed it on the spot, his movements serious and solemn.

"Ronaldo takes this penalty! Run-up—"

Cristiano took a few steps back, and as the referee blew the whistle, he took a few steps forward to help him run. The moment his supporting foot landed heavily on the ground, the ball was even shaken and bounced slightly, flying into the air on the grass!

The volley was like a heavy artillery piece!

"The ball goes in!!!!!!!!! Cristiano Ronaldo scored the penalty!!! The speed and power of this goal are unmatched!!!"

"Ronaldo delivered a perfect score in his debut game with one pass and one goal!!"

Cristiano turned around and ran towards Kaka excitedly, while Kaka was also running towards Cristiano. He opened his arms and caught his lover who rushed towards him excitedly: "Cris!"

Cristiano happily buried his face in Kaka's broad shoulders to hide his face that was red with excitement: "Kaka!"

Before the two could say anything, their teammates pressed up one after another, like a human pyramid. Cristiano immediately held up his arms, not allowing others to press on Kaka.

"Take it easy, guys! Hey!" he muttered, and the next second, he was dragged down to the grass by Ramos. Kaka was rescued, but he became the person at the bottom of the stack.

"Damn it, you are going to crush me to death! Luther! Pepe!" Cristiano cursed and laughed, calling for help.