Chapter 261
The UEFA Champions League theme song began to play at the Stadium of Light. Ferguson looked at the excitement at the stadium, smiled and pushed the little Portuguese who was still buried in his shoulder.
"Ronnie, it's time to get back to your team. They're waiting for you."
Cristiano raised his face slowly, and then he saw Ancelotti looking at him with a reserved expression, as if he was watching a lively scene. He lowered his head embarrassedly and wiped his face.
Ferguson noticed that his boy's ears were red. He turned his head sharply and met Ancelotti's expression. Then he raised his eyebrows and said as if to drive him away: "Your Kaka is coming."
Don't look at my Ronnie.
Ancelotti understood the implication of Ferguson's words. He smiled and spread his hands nonchalantly, then turned to Kaka who was running towards him.
Kaka went forward and hugged his former head coach: "Thank you, Carlo, thank you for coming."
Ancelotti patted Kaka with a smile and said: "It was a wonderful game, Kaka, I am very happy to see that you did not slack off, this is very important."
Kaka nodded and smiled. If one has a lover like Cristiano by his side, no one can relax on this. Cristiano is the best motivation.
After Ancenotti chatted with Kaka for a few words, he noticed that Cristiano was still standing there. He raised his eyebrows, a little curious and a little surprised at the Portuguese's extra attention. Did the other party know in advance that he might take over Mourinho? But they haven't decided yet.
"Do you want to say something to me, Cristiano?" Ancelotti asked.
"Oh no, Carlo, I'm just waiting for Kaka." Cristiano immediately explained after hearing this. He gestured and then nodded, "I'll wait for Kaka to come over together."
Ancelotti: “…”
He was a little too sentimental.
The Italian gave a slightly awkward but graceful smile.
Ferguson suppressed the urge to roll his eyes; his boy and the Italian had nothing to say, haha.
It’s Kaka, it’s Kaka again.
Ferguson took a look at the Brazilian in front of him. Standing next to Cristiano, the Brazilian's frame obviously made his Portuguese frame look smaller.
Cristiano had taken off his jersey in excitement to celebrate his victory, revealing his upper body with beautiful and well-defined muscles like a sculpture.
It is obvious that Cristiano's muscle gain effect is very significant. He looks a lot bigger than when he was in Manchester United, but compared with Kaka, it seems that nothing has changed.
Maybe it’s because Brazilians don’t have waists?
Ferguson looked at Kaka like a pedant.
Kaka coughed lightly, and under Ferguson's gaze, he took Cristiano away in less than a few minutes.
They returned to the team and the whole stadium was filled with their cheers.
The head coach of Atletico Madrid had an unnatural smile on his face. He tried to maintain his composure and congratulate his opponent, but at the same time he was so depressed that he was almost crazy.
They were just one minute away from victory.
And what happened next was like a curse and a nightmare.
When Ramos held up the trophy, Cristiano's words and appearance in the locker room kept flashing through his mind -
"I'm more than capable of handling the rest of the game. We're going to win, sese, you heard me, we're going to win."
And then they actually won.
Ramos subconsciously looked for Cristiano.
He saw Cristiano looking towards him, their eyes met, and Ramos felt his whole body boiling.
Football brought them together, Cristiano passed on his belief and energy, and together they won the championship and crowned Real Madrid.
Ramos took a step towards Cristiano, then lifted the trophy, wanting Cristiano to hold the left and right sides of the Big Ear Cup with him - he was extremely sure that Real Madrid had him and Cristiano, they would be the best defender and forward, and would win more championships for the club.
When Cristiano saw Ramos holding the trophy and moving it towards him, he immediately understood what he meant and took it.
He grinned happily at Ramos, nodded knowingly, then took the trophy completely from Ramos' hands and put one side into Kaka's hands.
He happily held up the trophy with Kaka, looking towards the camera with unconcealed pride and smugness.
Ramos: “……?”
Who knows that he didn't mean that?
Lisbon tonight is destined to be extraordinary. More than 100,000 people gathered in the streets of Lisbon to watch this grand game together. When the players left the stadium, the streets on both sides of Lisbon were packed with people.
"They're calling our names." Ramos put his head out the window.
Cristiano also likes to stick his head out. He stuck out half of his body and squinted his eyes happily facing the wind: "Of course, I heard someone calling me! But did they call you? Why didn't I hear it? Was it because the wind was too strong and covered it?"
He joked loudly, and Ramos laughed too. He pretended to grab Cristiano through the back of the chair, but Kaka blocked him with a smile.
"9248, okay, Sese, this number will follow you for life. All the cheers tonight belong to you. I'm kidding." Cristiano smiled and shrank back into his seat. His eyes were moist with laughter. He looked at Ramos with a bright look and raised his beautiful eyebrows. "If you ask me, you should have it tattooed on your body."
Ramos was delighted by what Cristiano said. Like an energetic monkey, he jumped to Cristiano's seat. Cristiano was sitting by the aisle and was bumped into by Ramos.
"No, Chris, the cheers tonight belong to us! They belong to us!" he said, bending down and kissing the team logo.
Then he tilted his head and thought about it, and felt that Cristiano's idea was great.
——He wants to tattoo 9248 on his body.
During the pre-season, teammates who hadn't seen each other much since the break noticed Ramos' new tattoo. Marcelo shouted, "You really did that!? Hahahaha God! Chris! Chris! Come and see! Sergio really listened to you and got a tattoo!"
Marcelo's voice was like a loud loudspeaker, broadcasting the news to the entire club.
Cristiano was dragged over to see it, and Ramos proudly showed off his tattoo: "How is it? I think it's good."
"Yes, it's good." Cristiano nodded and praised.
"If you ask me, you should get a tattoo like this, it would be very meaningful." Ramos urged.
Cristiano raised his brows. He had no interest in having these things tattooed on his body.
“But there are too many situations where Cristiano scored the winning goal or even the game tying like this. If all of them were tattooed, it would probably look like a big map, which lacks beauty.” James pondered for a moment and said pertinently.
Modric burst out laughing when he heard this. He could see that the Colombian was making his suggestion seriously and there must be no sarcasm in his words.
Ramos: “…”
"This will affect Cris's blood donation. He goes every year. Tattoos will affect the blood." Benzema said suddenly.
Cristiano looked at Benzema with some surprise: "You know? That's true. So sese, good advice, but not for me."
He turned to Benzema, held his chin and leaned closer to look at the Frenchman, his eyes curved: "What else do you know? Karim? You always surprise me."
Benzema coughed lightly and shook his head: "I just happened to know this."
"I suspect he often goes online to read news and gossip about his teammates," Marcelo joked. "If you go to check someone's fan information account, remember to use a small account so as not to be exposed."
Benzema: “…”
He will remember it.
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In the new season, Real Madrid made a big move to change coaches, and Mourinho left Real Madrid.
This is not surprising. The conflict between Mourinho and Florentino has always existed. Florentino thinks he is a madman who does not cooperate with commercialization. As soon as he opens his mouth, he makes all the reporters in Spain go crazy. Later, he has to spend more money and energy to deal with the problems caused by these speeches.
In addition, consecutive defeats to Barcelona in the league and Copa del Rey last season also accelerated Mourinho's departure.
Florentino preferred a smooth, sweet-talking Italian to a coach who spoke like a madman, and Ancelotti came to Real Madrid.
The head coach's personnel changes were decided at the beginning of the summer transfer window, and the official announcement was immediately followed by Van Nistelrooy's departure. The Dutchman's next stop will be in Hamburg in the Bundesliga.
Players were bought and sold, and Ancelotti had his own plans for the players' lineup. The first deal he completed was to buy Fabio Coentrao, who is also Portuguese, from Benfica.
Coentrao can play on both wingers, can play in many positions, and has very strong penetration ability. This is a signal that Ancenotti wants to liberate Cristiano.
As he said before he became the Portuguese coach, it was a luxury to let a top shooter participate in defense. He wanted to ensure that Cristiano could attack and score goals without any worries.
As soon as Coentrao joined the team, he immediately got along well with Cristiano, Pepe, Marcelo and others. Needless to say, his national team teammates were like Cristiano's tail. Kaka thought he had a lot of say in this regard; while Marcelo and Kaka had the natural advantage of the Portuguese language.
Five people could just fit into one car, so Coentrao rented his house next to Cristiano's villa so that he could get a ride on his way to and from get off work.
Coentrao doesn't even have a driver's license.
The young Portuguese full-back made a lot of plans, but he didn't expect that all his plans would fail.
- First of all, Cristiano went there very early, so early that Coentrao would get sleepy every day just to get a ride;
——Secondly, he didn’t have a passenger seat, as that always belonged to Kaka, and he sat in the low back seat, feeling like an older child being taken out for a stroll;
- In the end, he always felt like a shining light bulb. What he meant was that it was always difficult for him to get a word in during the conversation between Chris and Kaka, which made him very uncomfortable.
But so far, the new neighbor has not realized this. He is still happily helping Cristiano and Kaka take care of the new vegetable garden in their villa.
Because Cristiano suddenly had the idea of opening up a small piece of land and growing his own vegetables, and now it is the off-season, they have plenty of energy to complete this task by themselves.
As for future care, he will hire a professional gardener.
Coentrao spontaneously signed up to help, but he soon regretted it. He looked at Cristiano, Kaka, Junior and Luca, who were wearing gardener uniforms that looked like father and son outfits, and he felt like a weird uncle who didn't fit in.
"You really look like a family." Coentrao said with a sigh. He hummed, turned over on the ground for a while, and then found a place to sit down.
He would contribute a bag of seeds as his contribution and investment to the vegetable field. As for the parent-child activities in front of him, he would leave it to the two pairs of father and son.
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