Chapter 197
As Cristiano walked through the red carpet area, he was busy taking the autograph pens handed to him from both sides of the red carpet - signing, and then quickly giving a thumbs-up gesture for photos.
Although the red carpet security guards were guarding in front and behind them, forcing him to move forward, he was still very keen to satisfy the wishes of his fans.
He even saw a young man wearing a white T-shirt with the words "I traveled 548 kilometers to see you" printed on it, holding up a poster of his in both hands, revealing only a pair of excited wet eyes.
"We've traveled nearly 600 kilometers, so we have to take a photo, right? Come on." Cristiano smiled and waved at the young man, then moved closer to him, "Take a photo of yourself? Or, Kaka, Kaka, take one for us!"
Cristiano calls out to his lover.
"Oh God, thank you! I didn't expect to get this! That's great, Cristiano, I've liked you for a long time!" the young man said excitedly, putting down the poster and taking out his mobile phone and handing it to Kaka who was walking in front of him.
Kaka took the phone, looked up at the other person, then was slightly stunned and raised his eyebrows slightly.
This face looks familiar.
But soon, he said nothing, just smiled and took a photo of Cristiano and the other party: "Okay."
"Thank you," the young man said quickly. He carefully opened his arms and looked at Cristiano. "Can I hug you, Cristiano?"
"Of course." Cristiano laughed softly.
He turned around and looked at the other person, then his eyes widened in an instant, with some surprise and some joy.
But before he could react, the young man opposite him hugged him tightly.
The other party was very polite and sensible. Cristiano only felt that at the moment he was hugged, the young man's strength seemed to be out of control and he pressed him hard into his chest. Then, he was let go. The other party was so excited that his eyes were red.
Before Cristiano could react, the young man was pushed to the back row by other crazy fans.
Cristiano looked into the crowd several times but couldn't find the other person, so he had to give up.
"Is that James? Am I seeing things?" Cristiano walked to Kaka's side and asked in a low voice with his hands covering his mouth. He blinked quickly a few times. He really didn't expect to see the other party here, and he didn't expect that the other party would appear in front of him in this way.
Cristiano suddenly remembered that James once half-jokingly mentioned it after becoming his teammate - "I once drove across the city to see you. That was the semi-final. We took a photo together. Remember?"
"Of course."
"But there was another time earlier, but you definitely don't know it." The Colombian said with a smile, "But I'm not going to tell you when that time was, Cristiano, that's my secret."
Cristiano now has some idea.
Kaka saw that Cristiano seemed to be thinking about something, so he did not interrupt until Cristiano came to his senses first. Then he said, "I think so, Cris, but he looks like he is not even 20 years old. Has he started playing football?"
"Well, to be honest I don't know... When I first met him, he was already a father and played football in a club," Cristiano said, touching his chin. Later, James came to Real Madrid, and because of his little daughter, James would often ask Cristiano various questions, and they became familiar with each other quickly.
Kaka nodded upon hearing this: "Time flies."
"Who said it wasn't?" Cristiano shrugged and laughed. "Oh my god, Kaka, we sound like old men in our 50s and 60s."
"That's good too." Kaka laughed and said softly.
After walking into the inner court, Cristiano and Kaka found a seat and sat down directly.
Not long after, Cristiano saw his former Manchester United teammates and Ferguson in the stadium, who were being interviewed in the frontcourt.
On Kaka's side, Maldini and Shevchenko also came together. Seeing this, Cristiano gently bumped Kaka's shoulder and said, "You go and chat with Sheva and the others? I'll go find Leo and Alan!"
Kaka nodded in agreement with amusement, it was obvious that Cristiano couldn't wait any longer.
He stood up and buttoned his suit, and he and Cristiano walked away on the left and right.
Cristiano quickly walked to the Manchester United side. Only Ferdinand, Alan and Van der Sar happened to be sitting there, while Ferguson was being interviewed by reporters several meters away from them.
"Leo!" Cristiano shouted, and he bumped into Ferdinand's back with a smile. He hugged the sturdy defender's back from behind as if mischievously, and then found that he couldn't even put his arms around him.
Tsk, Leo is too wide.
Ferdinand was startled, then immediately realized that the only person who would do this to him was Cristiano.
"Ronnie!" He turned his head immediately and couldn't help but rubbed Cristiano's face twice with joy. "My God, you look like you've grown up!"
There is less baby fat on her face, but it still feels great. Ferdinand commented in his mind that it was obvious that Spain was not as good at supporting people as England, even though he heard that there were more delicious foods there.
Cristiano choked slightly, then smiled and pinched Ferdinand's arm: "You look a lot more muscular!"
"You two stop your childish behavior." Alan twitched his lips, pinched his arm and pinched his face. Could they really not be more mature?
Cristiano made a face, he looked at Alan and blinked: "Don't you miss me, Alan?"
"I don't have time to think about you. You know how tight the Premier League schedule is." Alan raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Cristiano. "How are you doing in Madrid?"
"It's okay, it's always the same, training, competitions, and occasionally being a guest on shows and so on." Cristiano shrugged.
"The fans in Spain are worse than those in England," Van der Sar said with a frown. "The Spanish team's previous match was on the world trend. To be honest, it was the first time I saw such a scene."
Alan frowned and glanced at Van der Sar.
"Oh, that, you all know?" Cristiano smiled embarrassedly and scratched his chin.
"That kind of absurd stuff always spreads quickly." Alan said coldly.
Cristiano moved the hand that was scratching his chin to the tip of his nose. He thought guiltily to himself, maybe it's not all ridiculous?
Although he would never go to bed with Guti!
Ferdinand looked at the boy's face, which had the same easy-to-see-through expression as always, and squinted his eyes in a half-smile.
"I'm curious about what you said to that guy." He looked at Cristiano, referring to the striker who almost had a conflict with Cristiano, "That guy seemed to be very angry with you."
By the way, Kaka rushed up and knocked the guy away, which deserves five points - if he and Keane were there, even Neville would be several seconds faster than Kaka.
As for the other teammates who arrived later, Ferdinand snorted contemptuously. These defenders did not have any deterrent power. Mourinho might need to train them down.
Cristiano grinned when he heard this, and when Alan and Van der Sar saw this familiar smile, they knew that Cristiano didn't say anything good -
"Oh, it's very simple. I just told him," Cristiano curled his eyes, licked his fangs, and raised his chin proudly, "'But I'm damn rich, very, very rich, how about you?'"
Van der Sar squeezed out the mineral water from the bottle with a "puff", causing the three people next to him to jump to the side with extremely quick reactions.
"Edwin!" Cristiano screamed.
Van der Sar fumbled to screw the bottle cap back on and apologized awkwardly: "Sorry, sorry, hiss, God, Ronnie, did you really say that?! Hahahaha, no wonder he was mad!"
Cristiano certainly has the confidence to say this, as he came to Real Madrid with a record transfer fee of over 100 million euros and his annual salary directly jumped to the first place in the entire football player rankings.
And the forward on the opposite side? I'm afraid his annual salary is one zero less than Cristiano's.
It would be strange if I wasn't mad.
Ferdinand and Alan laughed quietly. "You're amazing, Ronnie. Maybe you can send the opposing player off the field without even having to do anything."
Cristiano rolled his eyes: "I'm not going to do it."
He couldn't beat him again.
"I won't talk to you anymore. It looks like the boss is almost done. I'll go over first." Cristiano waved his hand. "Shall we have dinner together after this?"
"Are you free? I thought you would stick with Kaka." Ferdinand snorted.
"Oh of course, don't you bring Kaka with you? Don't be so stingy, Leo." Cristiano laughed, "Besides, he's sitting next to me. I can't just leave him and run away quietly when I leave the field, right?"
Ferdinand: "...Go away Ronnie."
He waved his hand in annoyance.
Alan turned his head and soon found Kaka who was in the AC Milan group. He was somewhat surprised to find that Kaka was also looking at him. After meeting his gaze, he did not look embarrassed at all, and nodded at him with a decent smile.
Alan curled the corner of his mouth and looked away.
Weird Brazilian.
Cristiano noticed that the interview with the reporters on Ferguson's side seemed to be coming to an end, so he walked over there quickly and waited outside the circle of reporters.
But obviously, as soon as any of those reporters noticed Cristiano, they would immediately spread out like a herd effect: "Cristiano!"
Ferguson had already seen the big boy standing outside the press conference, grinning and waving at him. He waved at Cristiano and said, "Come here, Ronnie. Let me see you."
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