Chapter 44
After Cristiano learned what Kaka said in the post-match interview, he was not surprised at all. He just cut out the news report and put it in a booklet.
Now that he had learned from Keane that the entire dressing room knew he had done this, Cristiano was no longer secretive.
"Since the Son of God has spoken like this, Middlesbrough have made a wrong move this time." Giggs glanced at Cristiano, who was chatting as usual.
After all, Cristiano is the kind of guy who would cut out his own reports as well.
Fanny nodded: "It is enough to prove how excessive the other party has been this time."
"With Ricardo taking the lead, many more people will follow and speak out." Rooney said. He knows this too well. Players always follow the trend and will choose to stand on topics that are beneficial to them.
He flipped through the pages of the newspaper again, exclaimed, "Wow!", and said to Cristiano, "Ronnie, your national team captain also spoke in the Real Madrid post-match interview."
Cristiano put down what he was holding and came over to take the newspaper: "Figo didn't mention this to me."
He shook the newspaper and read carefully -
Real Madrid's main player and Portugal's captain Figo supports Cristiano Ronaldo: He is the child I have ever seen with the greatest potential to become one of the greatest players of the 21st century
Cristiano blinked. He had never seen this news in his previous life.
Or maybe he didn't notice? There was a lot of news about him at the time and he had to learn not to pay too much attention to it, and the relationship between him and his Manchester United teammates was not as close and casual as it was in the first two years.
Cristiano read the original text below, curled the corners of his mouth, sat next to Rooney, relaxed his shoulders, stretched his long legs, and the boy's joy could be seen from his muscles to his expression.
Rooney looked at Cristiano. To be honest, he envied him for being treated like this. He couldn't help but say, "You are so lucky."
The BOSS protected him - everyone could see that the captain of the national team and a world-class midfield organizer loved him, and even his opponent, the prince of San Siro, was willing to get involved in the melee and speak for him.
"You put it down to luck, I put it down to emotion," Cristiano replied without looking at Rooney.
Rooney was stunned for a moment.
Cristiano saw that there was a small column at the bottom of the newspaper that collected trivial coaching arguments, and his national team coach Scolari was among them.
Luiz Felipe Scolari: This is a serious and malicious incident and should be taken seriously by the Football Association
Sir Alex Ferguson: Strong condemnation! This is absolutely unfair treatment! Terrible public opinion environment! I will definitely make serious suggestions to the Football Association! 》
Arsene Wenger: The subsequent development of this incident is regrettable and unexpected, but I still believe that football will give a fair answer. I also wish all players will never stop in their careers and move forward bravely. They will miss this great moment full of passion and blood in the next few decades.
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Cristiano read through the comments quickly and saw many neutral statements with nice words, as well as many that stood on the other side. A hundred flowers bloomed. But in his eyes, what others say is irrelevant.
He put away the newspaper happily, deciding to leave a full page for this issue.
"Let's go to training." Cristiano greeted Rooney casually.
"I'll be right there." Rooney followed Cristiano. He felt a little mixed. Thinking about what Cristiano had said in response to him, he began to lose focus.
He couldn't help but wonder, feelings? But isn't emotion the easiest thing to deteriorate? Husbands and wives can turn against each other and divorce, brothers can become enemies, and parents and children can cut off all contact. This thing is as fleeting as luck.
When they are on the court, they score goals together and are excited; they lose together and comfort each other. Hundreds of games have closely connected them together. Their emotions are closely connected with the adrenaline surging on the court, equally passionate and sincere.
But there are always different times, when they are separated, when they stand in different positions, when they are no longer teammates but opponents, Rooney is not sure their relationship can still be the same.
He was distracted and his third shot missed the goal. The ball hit the net and flew straight into the stands. Keane roared at him.
Rooney scratched his hair embarrassedly. He noticed Cristiano looking at him with an inquiring look as if to ask "What the hell are you doing?"
Rooney paused, he couldn't help but pull Cristiano to the side: "What do you think about relationships?"
Cristiano looked at it curiously and puzzledly: "What is it?"
"That's what you said, feelings." Rooney scratched his hair irritably. He seemed to be standing in front of two paths, and there was a pair of invisible hands pushing him to one of the paths.
Keane walked past Rooney and paused when he heard the words. He glanced at Rooney once more without leaving a trace - what did this kid know?
He slowed down his pace, juggled the ball slowly, and pricked up his ears.
Cristiano saw Rooney's face slowly turning red, as if he was angry and embarrassed. Only then did he understand what the other party meant from his nonsensical words.
He paused and looked at Rooney.
He replied calmly and calmly: "This is a private, personal understanding and preference. I choose feelings, Rooney, this is mine, but you have yours."
Rooney met Cristiano's eyes, he was stunned for a moment, then frowned and looked away.
He didn't like what Cristiano said, as if he and Cristiano were walking on two different paths - no, as if he was pushed onto another path by Cristiano.
Although a voice in his heart shouted, Cristiano was right, he unexpectedly understood you.
But Rooney silenced the voice viciously.
He waved his fist at Cristiano, who was smiling guiltily, and said jokingly, "Hey, don't make me sound like I'm not that kind of person! I think I value relationships, too, okay?"
Cristiano also laughed. His appearance just now was like a shadow in the water, which shook and then dispersed. He shrugged his shoulders playfully: "Really? Well, you said it yourself, you are the authority."
Rooney grinned, he jumped up and put his arms around Cristiano's neck: "I see you don't believe it, so just wait and see!"
Cristiano bent his neck and dodged the attack with ease, then picked up the ball and bypassed Rooney: "Whatever, I just know that if you don't score again, you will have more than one extra training session today."
Upon hearing this, Rooney subconsciously looked at his captain, and saw that their iron-blooded captain was staring at him coldly with gloomy eyes.
Rooney shuddered suddenly, and the next ball flew away as expected.
Cristiano smiled a genuine smile.
Rooney did not miss Cristiano's heartless smile as he was enjoying the show. He was sure that he would have a painful extra training today.
Ferdinand didn't understand what Rooney and Cristiano were talking about, but he was sure that Cristiano's secret crush was not exposed, and that was enough.
As for their discussion about "emotional" issues, Ferdinand couldn't help but roll his eyes, two weird little brats.
After training, Sir Alex Ferguson came to the locker room to make an announcement.
"The day after tomorrow we will have a three-day, two-session combined physical training with the AC Milan club players. Everyone will gather here and go to the airport together." He glanced at the locker room. Everyone had an expression of surprise, Cristiano's was more obviously exaggerated, but it was clear that he also saw excitement beyond the surprise.
Ferguson guessed that this was probably Cristiano's first time to participate in such a training activity, and Sporting Lisbon probably rarely organizes such activities.
"If no one has any questions, then let's disband," Ferguson said.
Cristiano immediately raised his hand: "I have a question. Boss, will we share the dormitory with the Milan players, or will we be separated?"
Ferguson was stunned for a second. He had never thought about this question at all, and he didn't think it was something his players should consider.
But who made Cristiano come up with this?
Ferguson paused, then replied: "Ask Queiroz, he will coordinate these with the people at Milan."
Cristiano took note and decided to go find Queiroz later.
After Ferguson left the locker room, Giggs could not help but laugh loudly: "Ronnie! Are you a lady? Do you still mind the dormitory issue? What would you do if you shared a room? Would you not dare to take off your clothes and walk around?"
"He's worried about whether the two teams will fight?" Neville guessed, "Maybe he has a shadow on those AC Milan players who are good at fighting."
Ruud van Nistelrooy sneered: "Will he be traumatized? Has Ferdinand ever dragged him away before a conflict?"
Cristiano ignored his teammates' teasing. He changed his clothes and immediately went to find Queiroz to clarify the arrangements for the joint training.
Fanny looked at the boy's back as he hurried away thoughtfully. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Am I the only one who thinks he's looking forward to living together?"
Rooney thought about it, with a little personal emotion, looked at Van Nistelrooy and nodded in agreement: "Well, according to his heartless personality of liking to watch the fun, I think you are right."
Keane and Ferdinand were on edge. Before they even started their joint training, they already felt that their secret protection operation had received a severe challenge and test, and this challenge and test came from Cristiano himself.
God, isn't it too easy for him to reveal his true colors? !
Cristiano got the specific arrangements from Queiroz, and went home contentedly with a portion of freshly boiled chicken breast from Queiroz.
There is no better news than this, live together! Live together! Live together!
The next day on the plane to Milan, when Keane and Ferdinand learned the news from Queiroz who was following them, they were more shocked than Cristiano's expectations.
It is worth mentioning that before they boarded the plane, they received good news - the Middlesbrough defender who elbowed Cristiano received a suspension notice from the Football Association.
"That'd be worth a drink on the plane later," Neville suggested.
Rooney added: "Worthy of a second party, Ronnie?"
Giggs and the others looked at Cristiano. Cristiano raised his beautiful eyebrows and pulled one corner of his mouth to look a little proud: "You guys like my party, don't you?"
"I must say I never thought it would be that good." Giggs raised his hand.
Indeed, Cristiano's party was a great success and everyone had fun.
Cristiano licked his fangs with satisfaction and pride, using the outstanding party theory he had seen 20 years later to organize a party of this era. Even without alcohol and beauties, it was enough to dazzle these teammates who were not fashionable enough.
He neither agreed to the second party nor refused it. His smug look made the main players in the team want to laugh and beat him up.
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