The Day I Played with Ronaldo

After dealing with the media, Ricardo and his teammates returned to the training base by bus. After taking a shower and changing clothes, he dragged his weary pace back to Uncle Paul's house. It was late at night, but the streets were not quiet, and there were children playing football under the dim street lights, making it as lively as daytime.

Ricardo took out the key and opened the door somewhat mechanically. Now his mind is numb, and he just wants to sleep quickly.

Formal professional competitions are still a huge burden on his current body. It is certainly good to start every now and then. If he starts every game, he will definitely not be able to bear it, and he will easily get injured due to exhaustion.

But with his own training progress, after half a year, he will be able to barely bear this kind of competition intensity.

It was dark behind the door.

Uncle Paul, are they all asleep? Ricardo tiptoed into the room, closed the door softly, and just turned around to go back to his room, when suddenly the room became brightly lit. Uncle Paul appeared with a cake in his left hand and a bottle of champagne in his right. With a smile all over his face: "Congratulations, little Ricardo!"

Aunt Grena also followed Uncle Paul with a smile on her face, and said softly, "I said you must be very tired, but Paul insisted on celebrating you."

A warm current flowed from the bottom of Licado's heart, and he showed a sincere smile: "Thank you!"

"You deserve it, haha, how does it feel to have your first hat-trick in your career?" Uncle Paul put the cake on the table.

"It's not bad. I'm getting used to this feeling. There will definitely be more hat-tricks in the future. Uncle Paul, you have to get used to it. If you have to open a bottle of champagne every time I perform a hat-trick, you will soon go bankrupt. .” Ricardo joked.

"No, someone paid for it," Uncle Paul said triumphantly, "A fool made a bet with me and lost 1,000 reais to me."

At this time, the door of Stella's room upstairs opened, and Stella walked out expressionlessly, wearing a cute pink pajamas with a bear pattern on it, the pajamas were very short, revealing her slender white long legs that looked like the finest ivory. She leaned on the armrest and looked down, her voice was a little cold: "What time is it, are you still awake? I have to go to school tomorrow."

Uncle Paul laughed: "I'm happy today, let's go to bed later, let's celebrate Ricardo's first hat-trick first!"

"Boring," Shidela turned around, "keep your voice down, I'm going to sleep."

With a bang, her door closed again.

Uncle Paul smiled awkwardly: "Don't take it to heart, little Ricardo."

"It's okay, I don't know her yet, she has such a personality," Licado smiled, pointing to the cake and champagne, "Unfortunately, I can't eat any of these."

The door of Shidela's room opened again, and Shidela appeared in a hurry, "What's my personality, and what do you know about me?"

"Okay, stop talking, come down and have some food too." Uncle Paul greeted.

"I don't eat sweets. I want to be a model and keep fit," said Stella. "And, why should I celebrate this bastard?"

"Shitela!" Aunt Glenna frowned, she liked Licado very much, and couldn't understand why her daughter was always hostile to Licado.

"Hmph, I'm going to sleep." Stella pouted her sexy little mouth.

"Don't care about her, let's celebrate." Uncle Paul hugged Licado's shoulders, and Licado felt a huge force, and he fell into Uncle Paul's arms involuntarily, and was almost crushed by Uncle Paul's fat body. Smothered by the smell of meat and booze.

"It would be great if you were my son." Uncle Paul finally let go of Ricardo, skillfully opened the champagne, poured it into three goblets, one of which was poured only a little, and handed it to Ricardo , "Good luck with your career!"

"Thank you!" Li Kaduo saw that there was not much wine, so he didn't refuse, and drank it in one gulp.

He actually likes to drink, but as a professional player, in order to maintain a good state, he almost never drank alcohol in his previous life.

Uncle Paul wanted to pour wine for him, and Ricardo quickly covered the wine glass with his hand: "I really can't drink it, Paul, I'm a professional player, and wine is poison to me."

Uncle Paul seemed a little disappointed, but he didn't force himself. After dividing up the cake, Li Ka was only given a little more.

"It's really unexpected. When I saw you playing in the youth team, I thought you were talented, but I didn't expect you to perform a hat-trick in a professional game so soon."

"Riccardo, you will be as good as your brother."

"Don't be sullen, you should be happy today, come on, have a smile."

"Little Ricardo, do you really not like my daughter? Hey, I think you two would be a good match, what a pity."

Uncle Paul's alcohol capacity is not good, and he drank a lot in the bar before. After a few glasses of champagne, he appeared drunk.

However, he hadn't lost his basic rationality, and after talking and laughing with Licado in a low voice, he let Licado go to rest.

Ricardo returned to the room and was about to go to bed. Before going to bed, he checked his mobile phone and suddenly found a missed call from Ronaldo.

Riccardo's drowsiness disappeared immediately, and he hurried back, and it was connected within two beeps. Ronaldo's voice was full of joy: "Little guy, you did a good job, you have performed a hat trick so soon."

Ricardo smiled and said, "Hey, I'm going to Serie A to fight side by side with you. How can I get into the eyes of Inter Milan without two brushes."

"Keep it this way," Ronaldo said with a smile, "Fabbiano told me about your contract, and he will try to negotiate a good contract for you. Don't set the termination fee too high, or the international Milan won't buy you... By the way, you should also call Dad, he has paid attention to your recent performance and is happy for you..."

The original owner, Ricardo, did not have deep feelings for the father of this body. This alcoholic and bad-tempered father did not give him too many happy childhood memories.

But Ricardo didn't want to talk about those unpleasant things, so he agreed vaguely.

"Hehe, tomorrow the media in Brazil will explode. At the age of 16 and 4 months, you performed a hat-trick. Ricardo, you will make the whole of Brazil go crazy."

"How is it possible?" Ricardo laughed, "After seeing your performance, do you think Brazilian fans are still so easy to go crazy? There is a saying in China that once you have seen the sea, you can hardly fall in love with an ordinary river; Once you've had a dreamy love, it's hard to fall in love with someone else."

This small compliment made Ronaldo feel very comfortable. The two chatted a few more about family matters, then said good night to each other, and hung up the phone.

It's already 3 or 4 o'clock in the morning in Italy, right? After putting down the phone, Licado suddenly realized.

Ronaldo waited so late just to make a phone call with me, to congratulate me...

A sense of happiness arises spontaneously.