Chapter 188
Benzema put Cristiano down and smiled shyly. He was so happy and so surprised that he didn't know what to say.
Media around the world will say that Cristiano Ronaldo is a goal-scoring machine and a data maniac who has repeatedly challenged historical records, but what he sees is——
Cristiano gave his hat trick to himself.
He always knew that the Cristiano that the outside world talked about was only a small part of the Portuguese, and even most of it was wrong, but he still did not expect how incredibly good the real Cristiano could be.
"You're so lucky." Ramos bumped Benzema's shoulder, "He actually gave the third goal to you. You knew he would definitely score, right?"
The Spaniard's tone was not friendly. Benzema heard a little envy and jealousy, but he was not angry at all. Who would not envy him?
Benzema raised the corner of his mouth.
Kaka finally had the chance to hug Cristiano again after the celebrating crowd dispersed.
"Look at Karim, he looks much better now." Cristiano said to Kaka with a smile, "A goal will help him get back to form, even if it's a penalty."
Kaka smiled and said, "He was so happy that he lifted you off the ground."
"Of course! Why didn't I realize he was so strong before?" Cristiano curled his lips. He was just picked up casually, which made it seem that all his years of muscle training were in vain.
"For the sake of his goal, allow him to do this once." Cristiano said again. He smiled, put his arm around Kaka's shoulders, thanked his teammates, and walked towards the player tunnel.
Mourinho was surrounded by reporters and asked questions during the post-match interview.
He rolled his eyes. How did he know why Cristiano gave that penalty to Benzema?
He is not a worm in the Portuguese stomach!
"Ask Ronaldo, don't ask me." Mourinho knocked on the table. "This is the decision they made on the court, but in my opinion, the result is good, that's enough."
The reporters who didn't get the answer they wanted were unwilling to give up and swarmed to block Cristiano again.
Cristiano was being interviewed with Kaka and others. He was happy to share with reporters their feelings about their tacit cooperation: "Yes, that's right, me and Kaka, this is why the club bought us, isn't it? We feel great together, we know what each other is going to do without communicating..."
Casillas sat aside with his chin propped up and listened. When he thought Cristiano was about to finish speaking, the boy changed his tone and started talking again. The smile on Casillas' face was almost stiff.
God knows how Cristiano has so much to say? !
Raul looked at Casillas helplessly, and both of them continued to support their chins and smile.
Fortunately, the new reporters soon interrupted the Portuguese's conversation enthusiastically and rudely: "Cristiano! Cristiano! You gave the penalty to Benzema! This could have been your first hat-trick after coming to Real Madrid! Then you will break the record for the fastest signing to score a hat-trick in La Liga!"
Benzema looked at Cristiano upon hearing this.
Cristiano still had a lot to say. He could talk about his cooperation with Kaka for an hour without repeating himself. He looked regretfully at the reporters who were eagerly waiting for his answer and had to shrug his shoulders. Forget it, he could talk about it next time and just treat it as a series.
"Maybe I will score a goal, but it doesn't matter who scores, the important thing is that our team won." Cristiano moved the microphone and said.
The ease and casualness that he had when he was talking about the cooperation between Kaka and himself faded from his face. When talking about the team, he looked much more reliable and calm.
He looked at the reporter and said, "You've recorded the number of games for me? So how many chances do I have left?"
"Six games, Cristiano!" the reporter said excitedly.
Cristiano smiled and winked at him: "Then we'll see."
Raul's eyelids twitched. He really didn't expect Cristiano to say that. Four games, a hat trick? This depends not only on ability, but also luck, cooperation, and various aspects.
Cristiano's words made the reporters who were in urgent need of news cheer and get excited. They were like hounds sniffing the smell of meat, as if they had broken into a carnival of an all-meat party.
#Ronaldo gave Benzema a point, Benzema scored to end his goal drought#
#Kaka and Ronaldo twin stars connected! Real Madrid won with three goals in the second half! #
#Ronaldo boasts: A hat trick in six games#
#Hat trick in six games? Commentator's sharp comment: Words stand out more than ability#
…
Casillas looked at the freshly-published Sports Weekly and pinched his nose helplessly. His girlfriend came over and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Honey, I thought you were tired of reading newspapers a long time ago."
"I was just thinking, that kid in our team, he really has the ability to irritate the reporters, or to create topics?" Casillas looked at his girlfriend and laughed, "Look, originally a good concession, turned into a shouting provocation, he really should learn the art of language."
The girlfriend laughed. She lay on Casillas' chest, her slender fingers stroking the man's chest muscles, and chuckled softly: "Are you talking about that Ronaldo? He is indeed... well, very topical."
"Is he perhaps the player with the most say in the club now? He is undoubtedly the top player," Casillas said, shrugging his shoulders and jokingly saying, "We old players will have to stand aside in the locker room!"
"Is he arrogant?" the girlfriend raised her eyes and asked.
"Arrogant? No, of course not." Casillas shook his head, thinking about how arrogant Cristiano was in private, and curled the corners of his mouth, "But sometimes people do want to beat him up. He likes to play pranks, and no one knows which unlucky guy will be the next one."
My girlfriend nodded and responded thoughtfully.
Hmm, right to speak, "mischief"? Locker room bullying.
The footballer of the year, who received a astronomical transfer fee, is an absolute locker room tyrant. Newspaper editors will love this headline.
"Okay, dear, go to sleep, good night." Casillas kissed his girlfriend's forehead and stretched out his arm to turn off the night light.
Before facing AC Milan at home in the second leg, Real Madrid still has two league games and one Copa del Rey knockout match to play. After Cristiano's six-game appointment, everyone is counting down how many games are left, and many people are waiting to watch the excitement.
"Ronaldo, we're already halfway through the six games! Are you anxious?" The reporters were eager to poke the microphone into Cristiano's face.
Benzema and Pepe frowned and pulled the microphone aside at the same time. Ramos and Raul tried to smooth things over, saying, "Hey, ladies and gentlemen, don't be so excited. Keep your distance, okay?"
Cristiano raised his eyebrows: "Anxious? No, I won't. I like challenges."
He pushed the microphone away. It was obvious that all the reporters here wanted to talk about his bet. There were no other interesting questions, so he would rather go back to the bus.
Kaka was sitting next to Cristiano. He noticed Cristiano's plan first and silently held down the other person with his hand hanging under the table.
Cristiano looked at Kaka in confusion, but he said nothing and sat in his seat obediently.
"So Ronaldo, are you sure?" the reporter asked again.
Cristiano was about to answer when Kaka took the microphone.
He blinked and tilted his head to look at Kaka with some surprise.
Kaka looked intently at the reporter who was asking questions. He spoke in a gentle voice: "We all like challenges, sir. We are confident."
"The key is for the team to win the game. A hat trick will be the new flower carved on the trophy, but even if not, we will not and cannot ignore Cristiano's contribution to the team, right?" Kaka smiled, "Besides, there are still three games. So I don't understand why you are asking so aggressively. I personally think that this is meaningless. It is enough for us to focus on the game itself."
Cristiano said a little "Ouch" in his mind and curled up the corners of his lips - it was not common to see his annoyed lover.
The reporters below probably didn't expect Kaka to say this, and no one spoke for a while.
Seeing this, Casillas and Raul, the two veteran captains and vice-captains of the club, immediately took the microphone and changed the subject.
Ramos leaned back on his chair, stretched out his arm, and poked Cristiano through Benzema in the middle: "Hey Chris, Kakata? Wow? He's really good at talking."
Cristiano smiled, curled his eyes, and made a slight nasal sound to show his agreement.
The Portuguese seemed particularly easy to talk to, cooperative and in a good mood during the next ten minutes of the interview.
But this good mood didn't last for two days, because of an article in the Weekly Mirror -
#Mr. La Liga’s highest-priced club, the locker room tyrant who has the final say#
#Inside news! Real Madrid locker room bullying! Mr. Pride and Prejudice#
…
Several exaggerated headlines are coincidentally paired with a completely black silhouette of a person and a large white question mark, as if trying to uncover who it is.
But the silhouettes they used made it clear who they were hinting at!
Mendes was caught off guard and had no idea where this outrageous rumor came from, locker room bullying? ! Cristiano? Even if it really exists, who is bullying whom?
Mendes gets a headache when he thinks of those native Spanish players from Real Madrid's youth training camp. If it weren't for Kaka, he would definitely worry every day about whether or not there would be any issues getting along with Cristiano.
As soon as Casillas entered the locker room, he heard Ramos and others laughing and reading some big headlines. Cristiano was sitting on the bench, rolling his eyes speechlessly.
"Don't be sad, Chris, we all know this is not true, I will testify and explain it to the reporters." Benzema comforted.
The Croatian man swore something rudely. No one could understand what he said, but from the look on his face it was clear that it was not something nice.
Cristiano's phone kept flashing messages, so he had to stop rolling his eyes and looked down at the messages. He saw that everyone in their previous Red Devils group was calling him -
[Rooney: Ha, Ronnie, did you go to Spain and transform into the Hulk? ? Is this talking about you? ? Locker room bully tyrant? No way, no way @cristiano @cristiano @cristiano】
【Alan: You really like to watch some meaningless things on the Internet. Why don’t you spend your time on training? Maybe we can score a few more goals.
[Kean: Agree]
[Ferdinand: Have you scored half of the goal you bet on with the boss, Wazza? 】
[Cristiano: ...God knows where this ghost story came from, it's even more outrageous than the one made up by the English tabloids about me being trained to cry]
[Giggs: At least our English tabloids write stories based on pictures]
【cristiano:? That's sweat! It is the skin condition after exercise! [angry.jpg]】
Giggs: OK, OK
[Evra: Poor little Ronnie]
[Giggs: It's all thanks to Ruud that Ronnie wasn't bullied. I don't even dare to expect Ronnie to bully others]
[Ferdinand: Locker room tyrant? Roy, does this look familiar? Ronnie, you can be like the captain.
[Cristiano: Roy is the best captain I have ever seen, Leo, you are talking nonsense]
礜Ｇ溪Ｈ
【Ferdinand: ……】
[Kean: Ronnie :)]
[Keane: I'd rather go back to England. Those tabloids wouldn't dare to make up stories about the players based on what happened in the dressing room. The boss would shoot the editor-in-chief.]
[Ferdinand: It’s better to return to England]
[Rooney: Why not return to England?]
[Alan: Why not go back to England]
[Giggs: It’s better to return to England]
[Neville: Why not go back to England]
【……】
Cristiano grinned, and Ramos came closer to take a look, then screamed like a megaphone: "Those guys from Manchester United are actually trying to steal our top player!?"
"...Sergio?! Didn't anyone tell you not to look at other people's phones!?" Cristiano jumped up.
"You can also read English?" Modric's focus was very new.
Ramos hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to refute the Croatians first or to focus on the fact that someone was trying to steal their partner.
Casillas finally had time to understand what his teammates were talking about. He looked at the text in the newspaper claiming to contain reliable internal information, and his face looked a little ugly.
"Iker?" Raul noticed Casillas' expression and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Several people who were playing in the locker room stopped and looked over when they heard this. Cristiano understood what was going on. Similar situations had happened before, with some misunderstandings and some insignificant gimmicks.
"Nothing, I just... I'm just a little angry about these reports." Casillas unconsciously clenched the newspaper, and Ramos quickly rescued the newspaper from the goalkeeper's palm.
"Oh oh no, Iker, be gentle, I have to keep this, this is ridiculous, Chris, the tyrant in the locker room? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha--" Ramos said and laughed again.
Cristiano: “…”
"Don't let anyone stop me, I will beat you, Sergio, I promise." The Portuguese gritted his teeth.
Modric sneered, grabbed Ramos, and waved to Cristiano: "Come."
Ramos: “…”
Cristiano: "...Very good, thank you, Luca."
He coughed dryly and turned to Casillas: "Okay, Iker, there's nothing to be angry about. The media like to make wild guesses. I have nothing to lose. Let them say whatever they want."
Casillas forced a smile, nodded slightly, and said hurriedly: "Well, Chris, I have something to do. You go to training first, I'll be right there."
"He's weird." Ramos whispered as he watched Casillas hurriedly turn around and leave.
"Get ready to be beaten, Sergio." Modric still didn't let go and waved to Cristiano, "Come on."
Ramos: “…”
Cristiano grinned.
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