Chapter 123
At first, the British thought Cristiano was on vacation with his family. Since the ubiquitous tabloids finally discovered the boy's whereabouts, more and more cameras joined the ranks of squatting and shooting.
The Sun and the Mirror finally started to mention Cristiano again.
#Where is the World Cup Golden Boot? Who should England fans complain to for their anger? #
#Ronaldo shows off his muscles, accompanies himself on a luxury yacht with beauties, and has a blast at a pool party#
#The Spanish giant has made a luxurious offer to Ronaldo. Will Ronaldo stay at Manchester United this season? #
As another figure frequently appeared in the camera, reports about Cristiano gradually shifted to another style -
#Brazilian Kaka and Portuguese Ronaldo share a cruise ship beauty, the son of God voluntarily falls#
Cristiano's two sisters laughed so hard that they almost cried when they saw the swimming pool photos published in the newspaper.
Alma laughed so hard that she fell on Cristiano, patting her brother's shoulder with great joy: "The party with beautiful women on both sides refers to me and Katya? Oh my God, Chris, look, your sister makes you so proud."
Cristiano put on sunglasses to hide his white eyes. He tapped the cup depressedly, glanced at Alma and said, "Do you believe that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the photo of you hanging on me will be reported again? By then, you will be my girlfriend."
Alma immediately stopped laughing, quickly distanced herself from him, and rubbed her arms, "Beauty parties are better, girlfriend? Can't they at least do some homework to understand what your two beautiful sisters look like?"
Cristiano spread his hands.
"Look at it from another perspective. At least the media's focus is on Chris having a great time with the Son of God, not on Chris eloping with the Son of God." Hugo walked over with two bottles of cold beer.
Upon hearing this, Digan spat out the mineral water in his mouth and wiped his mouth in a hurry.
Hugo asked Digan with a smile if he wanted a bottle of cold beer.
Digan nodded and took it, attracting Cristiano's attention.
"I'm twenty-one! I can drink alcohol!" Di Gan said immediately.
"Okay, okay, I'm just taking a look." Cristiano shrugged his shoulders. He sighed and said to Hugo, "Elope? Hugo, right under your noses, this is called elopement? This is at most a honeymoon."
Hugo raised his hands in surrender.
Cristiano snorted softly. He would be happy to elope. At least that way he wouldn't have to worry about the poor sound insulation of the yacht at night. And he had to bite Kaka's shoulder all the time to prevent himself from screaming too loudly.
The cruise ship docked at the port, and Cristiano expressed a strong desire to step on solid ground, so they anchored in a relatively busy port town.
Alma and Katia wanted to visit the town's handicraft shops, Dolores and Simone wanted to wander around the market, and the men preferred to book a place to stay for the night.
So the group simply split up, Bosco and Denis were responsible for arranging accommodation, and the others did whatever they wanted to do. They agreed to meet at the church square in the center of the town at seven o'clock in the evening.
Cristiano was like a walking, moving money bag. He distributed the exchanged currency to everyone. Dolores stared at the stack of cash handed over by her youngest son with her eyes wide open, and immediately put the money into her pocket.
"Oh my God, Cristiano! Be careful! Outsiders will be targeted!" Dolores screamed softly.
Cristiano was delighted when he heard this, and he gestured with a smile and kicked his calf: "Don't be afraid, I will beat them away."
Kaka jokingly held Cristiano's hand and said, "If it's on the news, Sir Alex Ferguson will be so angry that he will cancel your vacation immediately."
Cristiano: “…” That’s true.
Simeone looked at Cristiano's thin ankles and shook his head. He had to hope that Kaka would always stay by Cristiano's side. At least Kaka didn't look like someone who could be easily defeated.
"You don't believe it?" Cristiano looked at Simeone with slightly wide eyes, and then said, "In the first year after I arrived in England, I encountered two thieves on the street who were trying to rob a lady's backpack. I beat them away directly. They had knives in their hands, but they were not as good as the thugs on the streets of Madeira."
Dolores, Alma and the others gasped at the words and this time shouted even louder and more incredulously: "Cristiano!?"
"When did it happen?" Kaka also stopped smiling. He frowned slightly and looked at the boy who was so proud a second ago. "I haven't heard you mention it before."
"..." Cristiano paused, then quickly interrupted, "It happened a long time ago, didn't I say that? That must be because there is really nothing worth talking about! By the way, does the market here close before five o'clock? Ms. Dolores, if you don't leave now, I'm afraid you won't be able to visit anything."
He looked at his mother seriously.
Dolores glared at Cristiano in a warning tone: "I'll settle this with you later! Simeone, let's go first!"
Dinis gave Cristiano a thumbs up, but before Cristiano could curl his lips, he heard his mother yell, "Dinis! Are you encouraging him?!"
Denis quickly withdrew his hand, his expression changed, and he shook his head seriously at Cristiano: "No, of course I don't encourage this practice, Dolly, I stand on your side."
Cristiano: “…”
Soon, they went their separate ways in twos and threes, while Di Gan and Hugo moved together with Cristiano and Kaka.
Hugo raised his eyebrows slightly and said to his brother, "If you want to act alone, I can take care of Digan."
"We don't have much to do." Kaka said, smiling, "Let's just stroll around or find a place to sit down?"
Cristiano wrinkled his nose, but then thought that they really had nothing to do. They couldn't just go to the cathedral in the center of the square together, right?
From this perspective, the options for activities for the two of them are indeed very limited.
Finally, the four of them found a bar and sat down. Because it was still early, there was almost no one in the bar. There were only the newly opened clerks who were cleaning and the manager who was counting the liquor in the warehouse.
Hugo ordered mineral water for the other three young men. Di Gang was really worried that the owner would kick them all out. However, Cristiano and Kaka sat calmly and steadily at the bar, not panicking at all.
Fortunately, there were no customers at the moment, so the manager gave each of them a glass of mineral water and a slice of lemon.
The TV in the bar was on, replaying a World Cup match. Cristiano mashed the lemon in his water glass, looked at it lazily with his chin in his hand, and suddenly became alert.
"The semi-final." Di Gan blinked and turned to look at Cristiano and Kaka. The two superstars of the game were right there! What a wonderful coincidence!
"Will you two be recognized?" Hugo asked in a low voice.
Cristiano covered his mouth and whispered, "Anyway, the owner didn't look like he recognized us when he gave us water just now. Besides, there shouldn't be such a strong football atmosphere here?"
He deliberately chose a country far away from Europe and football countries like Brazil and Argentina.
"At worst I can run away if I get recognized," he added.
Digan nodded in agreement, even with some anticipation.
I don’t know if it was the game on TV that attracted passers-by outside the window, or if it was because time was getting later, but before I knew it, more and more customers came into the bar.
Cristiano gently tugged at Kaka's sleeve: "Otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a scream: "Cristiano Ronaldo!"
"Kaka!"
"Is God those two people in the game?!"
"Impossible?! How could they be in a small bar?"
"They look so alike..."
Cristiano paused slightly, and all kinds of speculations and discussions rang in his ears. It was not good to run away, and it was not good not to run away either.
Kaka gently shook Cristiano's hand, and after exchanging glances, he whispered: "I'll count to three..."
Digan and Hugo didn't hear clearly, so they leaned in and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Cristiano quickly said, "Don't move."
Kaka: "One, two, three! Run! Cris!"
Kaka grabbed Cristiano's hand, and the two of them stood up unexpectedly and rushed out of the crowd quickly, using the speed of running on the field. The crowd that was pushed away immediately reacted -
"Oh my god, it's really them!"
"Hurry up and follow me!"
“Ahhhh!”
Before Hugo and Digan could even come to their senses, they saw that more than half of the bar was empty in less than a few minutes.
The two looked at each other in bewilderment, and Digan murmured, "No wonder Chris told us not to move..."
Who can keep up with their chase? ? Are you crazy!
The store manager widened his eyes: "...I haven't paid yet..."
Hugo coughed dryly, and quickly took out the cash that Cristiano had given them before: "This game is for Cristiano Ronaldo and Kaka to treat all the fans at the scene. Is this enough?"
Upon hearing this, Digan quickly took out the cash from his pocket and handed it to the owner.
Hugo choked when he saw this. He wanted to say that Digan gave too much, but he couldn't say it.
The store manager's eyes widened, then he nodded quickly. After collecting a few bills of cash, he couldn't help but ask, "Really? Cristiano Ronaldo and Kaka? Maybe they can take a photo with me in the store? I can not charge you today's money!"
Even though he has no interest in football, it is the number one sport in the world! There isn’t a bar that doesn’t show a football game! Almost everyone has heard of the names of Cristiano Ronaldo and Kaka! This is simply his living signboard!
Digan almost agreed to it when he heard it, but was stopped by Hugo. Hugo touched his nose and said, "If there is a chance, we will leave soon after all, and you think the current situation is not very safe?"
The shop owner had no choice but to accept the cash with regret.
Cristiano and Kaka ran out of three streets before they finally got a chance to catch their breath. There were still one or two fanatical fans who caught up with them in a commendable spirit.
Cristiano gave the other person a thumbs up and couldn't help but smile as he took a photo together while panting.
"You are really good at running," Cristiano said to the two young boys.
He raised his chin towards the juice shop nearby, motioning the two boys who looked to be in their early teens to follow him. "Consider this my treat. Juice? There's no fruit that you're allergic to, right?"
"No!" the two young men said nervously and excitedly. They got closer to Kaka, holding a pen and asking Kaka to sign two more names on their clothes, but they couldn't help but glance at Cristiano from time to time.
Cristiano bought four glasses of juice, two of which were freshly squeezed sugarcane juice for the two little fans.
When he saw Kaka's signature, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly: "What? You don't want my autograph?"
"That's fine..." The two boys looked at each other, their ears slightly red. They took the sugarcane juice and handed the pen to Cristiano.
Cristiano deliberately signed his name next to Kaka's handwriting, and then one of the beautiful children with big, bright eyes whispered, "Cristiano, you know that we in England hate you, right?"
Kaka frowned slightly.
Cristiano smiled and asked, "Is that so? How about you now? I dare say you must like me a little bit."
He pointed to the sugarcane juice the boy was drinking from a straw.
The two boys' faces turned red instantly and they were speechless for a long time.
Just as Cristiano stood up on his knees and was about to pull Kaka away, one of them asked softly, "Cristiano, will you come back?"
"Back to Manchester City," added another.
"Of course." Cristiano grinned, his eyes narrowed, and he casually ruffled the hair of one of the children. "I will go back. I have said it many times, but I don't mind repeating it all the time - I will go back to Manchester United as long as I am needed."
The child whose hair was messed up blushed, and his neck also turned red. He groaned for a long time, and finally managed to speak: "...I still hate you, Cristiano, but I like Manchester United, so I like you a little bit, do you understand?"
Cristiano scoffed.
Kaka held Cristiano's arm and whispered, "Let's go, Cris?"
Cristiano nodded, drank the empty juice in a few gulps, and kicked the empty cup into the trash can in the corner. He noticed with pride that the two English kids opened their mouths into circles, looking excited but trying hard to be reserved, and the curve of his mouth became more obvious.
"Let's go Kaka."
The two English boys watched them turn into the narrow streets of the town that stretched in all directions.
On both sides stood tall goose yellow walls, with red-tiled windows and colorful flowers hanging along the window sills. The setting sun was directly in front of them, stretching the two figures diagonally as if they were blending together.
"Hey, why are you blushing? Are you a traitor? You still hate Cristiano!"
"Look for a mirror. You're blushing so hard that it makes people laugh. You look like a baboon!"
“…”
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