The Day I Played with Ronaldo

"I came back so late!" Stella pouted. She is wearing a very ordinary white T-shirt and short hot pants today, and her long legs that can become the focus of men's attention at any time are proudly fully exposed; she has painted party makeup, thick eye shadow, bright red The lips don't look like a 17-year-old child at all, full of mature and seductive style.

In her beautiful eyes, it seems that all the green in the world has been poured into them, which is so beautiful that it makes people unconsciously intoxicated.

"I have to train, there's no way," Licado stared into her eyes for a few seconds before recovering, shrugged and said, "Will you be late?"

"If you move too slowly you will."

"Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

Shi Dela pursed her lips and smiled: "Really? You are a quick shooter? I will say it in future interviews."

Licado was stunned for a moment. Is this woman... teasing me?

He went back to his room, changed and walked out after a few minutes.

Stella frowned.

Licado noticed: "Why, is there a problem with wearing this way?"

"No," Shidela shook her head with a blank expression, "There is no problem."

There is a big problem... Dressing so handsomely, will you be seduced by those shameless flirtatious bastards when you go to a party?

When going out, Shidela naturally took Licado's arm. Ricardo twisted uneasily, but did not resist. This is a very normal culture in Brazil, not only male and female friends can hold hands.

Standing on the side of the street, Licado stretched out his hand to invite a taxi, and after getting in the car, he asked, "By the way, what kind of party is it today?"

"A classmate in the school celebrated his birthday," said Stella. "He is a famous figure in the school. His father is the deputy mayor of Sao Paulo. He is very energetic. But he is a good person, very cheerful, and has many friends."

Licado is not interested in such so-called influential figures in the school. But anyway, he is just playing with Shi Dela, so he can just be a flower protector, and he doesn't need to interact with others too much.

The place of the party was at the home of Shi Dela's classmate, which was in a luxurious community, and the house was quite big, brightly lit, and the outside was full of cars.

Before he got close, there was a loud noise.

As soon as he walked to the door, Licardo smelled the smell of beer, smoke and marijuana coming from the door. He sniffed, turned his face to look at Stella: "You don't know how to play marijuana, do you? I'll tell Paul."

"Of course I won't," Shidela said proudly, "Who do you think I am?"

When Shidela held Licado's arm and pushed the door open, what he saw was a chaotic and lively scene. The boys were laughing, drinking beer, and swearing one after another; the girls stood in twos and threes, chatting about hairstyles, pop stars, and other people's boyfriends. There are also men and women hugging each other and kissing passionately as if no one else was around.

There is also the largest circle, surrounded by a large group of boys and girls, with a familiar face in the center. Who is it? Corinthians' substitute midfielder, what's his name... Weah? Ella?

The substitute midfielder was lazily rejecting other people's autograph requests, "I'm sorry, I practiced all day today and I'm very tired. I really don't want to sign. Let's do it another day."

When Licado and Shidela entered the room, no one noticed at first, but a girl who was carrying a plate of pizza walked by, her gaze swept over Licado, and she froze immediately, she began to tremble, and her hands loosened unconsciously , the pizza fell to the ground, and the plate shattered, attracting a lot of attention.

"Li Li Li... Li Cardo!" the girl screamed.

More and more eyes turned to this side.

"Who? This is."

"This is Ricardo!"

"Who is Ricardo?"

"Are you crazy? You are the star of Sao Paulo!"

"My God, I remember! It's really him!"

More than half of the men and women surrounding the Corinthians midfielder immediately flocked to Licado and Shidela,

The boys who were talking loudly also rushed over, and the girls who were gossiping also rushed over. In the whole room, maybe only the Corinthians substitute midfielder Villa did not move. He stayed where he was embarrassed, staring resentfully at the person who stole his limelight.

He grabbed a girl who was running towards Licado: "Beauty, I can take a photo with you, and I can also sign your name on the chest of your clothes."

"No need," the girl struggled, "I like Ricardo better."

Vera stood there awkwardly, messy in the wind.

"Licado! Can you sign my clothes!"

"Let's take a photo together, who will help me take a photo with Licado!"

"Can Ricardo shake hands with me? I'm your fan. The hat-trick the day before yesterday was so wonderful!"

The room became even more chaotic for a moment.

Even Shidela was squeezed by the crowd and let go of Licado's arm, and was pushed aside, she pouted, looking annoyed.

"Everyone, don't worry, don't squeeze!" Licado was afraid that there would be a stampede here, "You can have group photos and autographs, but can you come in order? I will spend tonight with everyone, don't worry !"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd became a little quieter.

"Can you take a photo with me?"

"Can."

"Can you sign it on my waist?" Another girl turned her back to Licado, raised her huge buttocks, and shook it seductively.

"……no problem."

"Ricardo, can you give me the autograph of the football you performed the hat-trick the day before yesterday?" According to the usual practice, the football that performed the hat-trick can be taken away by the player himself.

"Sorry, that one has already been promised to give to someone else." Ricardo has already promised to give it to the little loli Olivia. As for the football that scored a hat-trick against Fluminense last time, it has been given to Uncle Paul.

It has been half an hour since the signature and group photo requirements of a room full of people have been met. Although the boys and girls who were satisfied still surrounded Licado, but the surrounding was not so tight, Shidela was able to return to Licado's side, with a smile on her face, and said in a dissatisfied tone: " If I had known that you were so popular, I would not have brought you here."

This sentence is against my will. She also made a big splash just now, many girls came to strike up a conversation with her, envied her for being Licado's friend, and asked her to help make an introduction.

Licado smiled and said, "I'm here to protect you. Look, someone is looking at you with fierce eyes."

Shi Dela looked in the direction that Licado pointed, and immediately lowered her head with a complicated expression. There stood Julia.

"Here she comes."

When Shidela looked up and saw Julia walking towards them, she panicked: "Let's go to another room."

"Are you sure you want to go to the room with me?" Ricardo joked.

At a party, a boy asks a girl or a girl asks a boy to go to the room, which usually means to hide and make out.

Shi Dela stomped her feet and said, "You know that's not what I meant! Go hide with me for a while, I don't want to talk to her."

"But she has come."