[Football] Son of God Raiders Manual

Considering that Kaka is at home, and there are too many things in their house that are not suitable for this little guy to see, so Cristiano took this kid to wander around the world, and visited everything within the range that would not cause a commotion Well, the country boy from Funchal is dazzled by everything, but he will still try his best to show "huh, I don't care about these things" on his face, which also makes the Portuguese feel a little funny while being in a delicate mood. =

After all, this is me more than ten years ago.

There are often such questions on the Internet, saying, "If you could send a sentence to yourself ten years ago, what would you say?"

Cristiano just wants to say now, don't be like a bumpkin, anyway, you will stay in this place for a long time in the future.

In the afternoon, the Portuguese agent finally arrived late. Although he had been vaccinated at the beginning, he couldn't help but rubbed his eyes when he saw the child following Cristiano Then exclaimed: "God, isn't this the little brother you left behind?"

Almost exactly the same as the Portuguese when I was a child!Is it the child that his relative brought for plastic surgery? 1

Moreover, who is the son of a relative of the Portuguese superstar? How could he not know? !have no idea! ! ?

Did he lose his job...

For a moment, the Portuguese agent felt the gloomy clouds behind him, and Cristiano patted him on the back comfortingly: "God tells you, how is this possible." Of course he didn't feel that his agent was negligent. In fact, this person before this morning It doesn’t exist yet. In order not to let this sensitive manager think too much, Cristiano slapped Cristiano on the back without saying a word. The huge hand almost made the child fall down. The Portuguese superstar quietly took it back. He took his hand and pretended not to notice, and looked at the Portuguese agent in front of him with a smile: "It's okay, Jorge, just take him with you all night, and I'll send him back after today's birthday party."

"Okay." Jorge nodded, rather flirtatiously, then he looked up and down at the child and frowned. "He dressed like this to watch the game?" "Why, is there something wrong?" Cristiano subconsciously looked at the clothes on the child, it was very ordinary casual clothes, it seemed that children should wear like this, From now on, he will dress up Junior like this!

Besides, he didn't have such nice clothes to wear at this time.

"I mean, he doesn't have to put on a disguise or something?" Jorge pointed suggestively at his face, which the Portuguese superstar squinted before sighing. "Okay, okay, I'll give you the sunglasses." The pair of sunglasses, which was worth a week's wages for the boy, was casually thrown into his hands. Cristiano was stunned, and the person in front of him turned around before he could say anything. : "I'm about to gather, you guys should also go to the Bernabeu." They still have a pre-match warm-up training to be done in Real Madrid Sports City.

"Okay, we will come back and wait for you after the game." Jorge agreed, and then stretched out his hand to the child, "Let's go..." He raised his eyebrows inquiringly, Cristiano subconsciously looked at Cristiano, Jorge He also looked over subconsciously.

The Portuguese superstar coughed lightly: "Cristiano, you can just call him Chris."

"Okay." Obviously, the Portuguese agent has a high degree of acceptance of the setting of "the boy is his fanboy", so he quickly took the boy away. Cristiano finally heaved a sigh of relief and called Card Ka: "Where are you, do you want me to pick you up?"

"No need, I already asked Marcelo to take me for a ride." Kaka's voice was clearly holding back a smile, "How do you feel about spending a day with him?"

"It's not good." Cristiano looked helpless, "How would you feel facing a face exactly like yours?"

Kaka thought for a while on the other end of the phone, tilted his head and smiled and said, "It's novel." Marcelo's voice came from the other end of the phone, obviously asking what's going on, if the "team mobile radio" knows Otherwise, the two of them would not be able to survive, so Kaka coughed lightly: "Cristiano's crazy fans have plastic surgery to look like him."

"Then and then?" Marcelo is obviously very interested in this kind of plot, but Brazilians know Brazilians best, so Kaka wrote lightly: "Then that kid broke into our house, Cris is thinking about what to do What about him?"

"Oh." Marcelo suddenly lost all interest, and fell silent on the phone, but Cristiano was covered in cold sweat: "Our family?" Is it okay to say that in front of Marcelo?

"Yeah, you don't know?" Kaka smiled, not only explaining to Cristiano, but also cryptically reminding Marcelo, "He turned over from my house, so it can be regarded as breaking into our house."

As expected of Kaka! Cristiano almost wanted to give a thumbs up to the witty Brazilian on the phone: "I really don't know! Go ahead and see you in training."

"Okay, see you at training."

When Cristiano arrived in the locker room, as expected, the news about "he has a fanboy who has plastic surgery that looks exactly like him" was already known to the whole team. Kaka stood aside to express his innocence, and he couldn't stop him, really.

Why is there a pre-match warm-up? Why do everyone have to take the bus to the game together? It’s better to just drive there by yourself-the self-defeating Portuguese even started to let the player’s bus take the blame.

"This is really a special birthday present." Ramos put his shoulders with a big grin, "Will he show up at your birthday party?"

Cristiano looked around and found that everyone had interested expressions on their faces, and the Portuguese could only cover his face silently.

"meeting……"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Comrades, comrades-in-arms, have you forgotten one thing?"

"Ah?" "Forgot what?" "No." "How could we forget your party at night." "Don't worry, we have bought all your gifts." Although the rich may not need it, this It's also their wish!

Everyone said rest assured, the local tyrants usually treat them so well, they will definitely not forget the local tyrants!

Seeing that even Casillas looked relieved, "Don't worry, we all remember", he sighed helplessly.

"So...does anyone still remember that we are against Atletico Madrid tonight?" The Portuguese have a feeling that they are unlovable. Tonight, they are playing against Atletico Madrid. If they win, they will win. Happy to go to his party after the game, the big deal is to lie at home and not move all day during the rest of the next day.

But if he loses, who the hell still wants to celebrate his birthday!

And it would be too embarrassing to lose in front of yourself more than ten years ago, okay? !

Everyone looked at each other, and then realized that the Portuguese superstar was worried about the game. Ramos laughed and put his hands on his shoulders: "Okay, okay, the person who has the biggest birthday today, tell me, "The Portuguese just breathed a sigh of relief, but he heard Ramos ask: "What posture do you want to use to celebrate your goal tonight?"

"Cough cough cough..." Cristiano was almost choked to death by his own saliva. Don't you have to worry about Real Madrid playing Atletico Madrid now? !Why is everyone acting like they have nothing to do with themselves? !

"If you want to celebrate, add me too. It's boring anyway." Marcelo also hooked up and smiled, "Just think of it as a warm-up for the party, how about it?"

...isn't anyone worried about the outcome of some games?

"Cristiano reminded you in time," Casillas clapped his hands, his serious expression was obviously about to say something, and Cristiano was still touched at the critical moment when his own captain was the most reliable, the Real Madrid goalkeeper said: "Tonight's game Save some energy when it's time, so that you won't be able to celebrate at night."

... He shouldn't have expected anything!

Kaka smiled and patted him on the back, looking very calm and natural: "Cris, you have to believe in us and yourself, we will not lose."

Cristiano hadn't had time to be moved yet, he just felt a wave of evil spirit rushing towards his face. The teammates who were kindly congratulating him on his birthday just now all grinned and twisted their hands, and the joints made a crackling sound. "So you are dissatisfied with us..." "So we are so unreliable in your heart~" "So you are so worried about us~" "Come on, let's have a good talk ~"

The Portuguese wanted to run away, but the Brazilian had already hugged him, and the Portuguese, who couldn't break free at all, watched everyone rush up.

"Ang~—" A scream echoed in the locker room, followed by a large number of unscrupulous screams.

The training routine before the game was not disclosed to the public. Ancelotti originally planned to go into the locker room to tell everyone how to play today, but he was shocked when he opened the door.

Wait, what's going on?

Why is everyone disheveled and several even naked?

Could it be that he came early and everyone was still changing clothes?

But if you change your clothes, just change your clothes. Why is it like a war? What are these brats doing? ? ?

And Iker Casillas is there too, god bless he is still naked...but why is there only one pair of underwear left? !

Ancelotti glanced at the mess in the locker room indifferently, looked down at his watch, and moved his mouth very calmly: "Give you 5 minutes to tidy up, see you on the training ground." After closing the door I realized later that I actually had something I wanted to emphasize to everyone in the locker room, but would it be too embarrassing to go in now?

An Pangpang thought about it, and finally decided: Forget it, it's not an important matter anyway, let's explain it on the bus.

After the coach went out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other's cheating appearance, and then silently lowered their heads and quickly cleaned themselves up. The poor birthday star and the top card of Real Madrid have to walk hard among a lot of men, keeping their heads down Noble head. "Where are my shoes?" "Who saw my socks?" "Bastard Ramos, did you hide my panties?!" "Marcelo I saw the back of your hand go! Say, Is my hairspray in your hand!?" "Kaka! You don't even help me! Stop laughing!!"

In the midst of chaos, Cristiano finally stepped onto the training ground neatly for training. Kaka beside him was snickering. The Portuguese superstar had already glared at him several times—after all, he was the culprit. Can such a sweetheart still have fun? up? !

"First of all, congratulations on Cristiano's happy birthday." As soon as Ancelotti said this, everyone applauded accordingly. This is a strange experience, so the Portuguese stared at Ramos for several seconds, and then forced a smile: "Thank you coach."

Why is today's training session so difficult!

After the training, everyone got on the bus and prepared to go to the Bernabeu. After boarding the bus, Ancelotti looked around to make sure that there was no problem with the number of people, and then cleared his throat: "Everyone is here now. I want to say a few words about the current situation of the team. Yes, and it’s about all of us.”

"We know that today is a very important game for us. As long as we win Atletico Madrid, there will be only one tough game for Barcelona after Real Madrid. After we win this game, we can basically feel at ease..."

Ancelotti spoke in front, while Kaka and Cristiano buried their heads low behind.

"Did you say the kid went to the Bernabeu?" Kaka asked with a smile, but Cristiano could only roll his eyes helplessly. "How do I know, it will be fine with Jorge."

"You can rest assured." The Brazilian smiled, "You know, even if you are 12 years younger, you are still the old you. You specialize in Jorge."

Cristiano is not afraid: "Don't be afraid, Jorge has already practiced it now. I was not ready at that time, so there will be no problems."

Of course you can't go wrong!He was able to defeat that old fox because he lived an extra life and had systematic help, okay? !That little brat has nothing, it's no wonder he wasn't eaten to death by the old fox!

On the other hand, things did not go as Cristiano expected. Jorge felt that the appearance of this child was his negligence. He was warm and thoughtful along the way and cared about details. Who knew that the more he cared about him, the more frightened he would be.

If it is said that modern plastic surgery technology can be developed so that one person's appearance is completely similar to another person, he believes it, but it is also so similar in some small movements and living habits, it would be a bit creepy.

The person in front of him is also called Cristiano, and his accent is also a standard Funchal dialect, and he just got the same reaction as Cristiano for a few subconscious tentative behaviors. The world exudes a sense of strangeness and defensiveness, and when he sees him, he will unconsciously relax.

It's almost like...they once had a deep bond. "Chris, do we know each other?" he said cautiously for the first time, and the boy was concentrating on the outside world, barely turning his head.

"Of course, what nonsense are you talking about? Hauer..." The boy immediately turned his head and covered his mouth, his expression full of horror.

The Portuguese broker's heart is sinking.

God, it's not true...

What is going on with this person, is it really a shrunken version of Cristiano? !

He put down the phone and showed a stiff smile to the boy: "We'll be at the Bernabéu soon, do you want to visit?"

"No, no need." Cristiano subconsciously felt that he had done something wrong just now, so now he can only sit on the seat with a tight face and his eyes are wide open—exuding an indescribable melancholy .

This skinny boy is somewhat similar to the teenage Cristiano in memory, and then somewhat different.

The little boy he knew had strong confidence in his future from the first moment he saw it, and he didn't know where it came from, but occasionally he did show this kind of confused look, and this is why he The reason for turning the seven or eight points in my heart into ten points.

this kid...

When Jorge parked the car in the parking lot, his first reaction was to take a deep breath, and then pat the young man on the shoulder.

"Let's go kid, go to the battlefield."

"?" Cristiano didn't understand what this sentence meant, but he put on his glasses and hat as Jorge asked, and got out of the car.There was silence in the parking lot. When he reached the exit, the man paused and looked back at him.

"Be mentally prepared."

Cristiano was stunned, why did he have to be mentally prepared to get out of the parking lot?He stepped out unpreparedly, and was stimulated by the many flashing lights in front of him.

"Jorge! Are you here today to pave the way for James Rodriguez to transfer to Real Madrid?!" "Jorge, is there something bigger about your coming to Real Madrid and Florentino today?" Cooperation?!" "Jorge, who is the boy with you, another star of tomorrow who was sent to Real Madrid by you?" "Jorge..." "Jorge..."

Cristiano was almost untenable, Jorge grabbed him, and then the man's voice was calm: "I just brought a friend's son to watch the game, and I am here today mainly for Cristiano's birthday party tonight , maybe a big victory would be the best gift. As for James, who wouldn’t want to come to Real Madrid? It’s just that he hasn’t come to the right time yet...Okay, the game is about to start.”

As he said that, the man took his arm and led by the security personnel, ignoring the cries of everyone behind him and strode away. Cristiano still felt dizzy when he was sitting in the box.

Jorge has become a great big man, and he is now sitting in the family table at the Bernabeu, watching Real Madrid!

That's Real Madrid!His face was slightly flushed from excitement and excitement.

"This Real Madrid may be a little different from the Real Madrid you know." Jorge came over and patted him on the shoulder and handed him a glass of water. "After all, it has been about... ten years, and the Real Madrid team you know should have retired."

Cristiano was silent for a while and nodded: "I know."

"Then do you know whose Real Madrid this Real Madrid is?" Jorge couldn't help grinning. This topic seemed to interest Cristiano. He raised his head and looked at Jorge with doubts. The manager couldn't help but puffed out his chest—of course, there was also the bulging belly caused by the lack of exercise and lingering in the banquet these two days: "It's Cristiano's."

"..." Cristiano couldn't help but squeeze the mineral water bottle in his hand, and couldn't help looking at the court.

The eyes are clean and white, this is Real Madrid's home court, the deep atmosphere, but the team song he has never heard resounds through the sky, and when the team song starts to play, the players start to enter the field, and the audience raised the scarves around their necks.

Cristiano could see that there were big blue letters on those white scarves, it was Cristiano·ronaldo.

He didn't say anything, just stared at the big screen with his eyes widened.

The on-site commentary finished introducing the players of both sides according to the usual practice, and then the two sides began to shake hands, but this time everyone would say something when they passed by Cristiano. At the beginning, the Portuguese superstar would raise his eyebrows to express his surprise, and then he just smiled and said Thanks, the on-site commentator couldn't help laughing: "Look, his competitors are wishing him a happy birthday! Who can say that Cristiano is not a popular player?"

"Is he unpopular?" Cristiano bit his lip and turned his head and asked cautiously. Jorge was sitting on the sofa watching the TV screen at this moment. The Portuguese agent raised his eyebrows when he heard this question: " How is it possible? More than 8 people are here for him."

"Then..." "It can only be said that the higher a person stands, the more criticism he will receive." Jorge also picked up a bottle of mineral water, but he didn't unscrew it to drink, but held it in his hand ——This is what he learned from Cristiano two days ago, he thought it was very handsome, "And Cristiano is not money, it is impossible to say that everyone likes him."

Cristiano didn't speak, but just stared at the person on the screen.

The game started, the Portuguese superstar and his teammates put a lot of pressure on the opponent almost from the beginning, looked carefully at the people on the field, he really didn't recognize anyone except Casillas, and that The defense—wait, the defense? !

This is Real Madrid? ! !

Cristiano once secretly made up his mind to break through Real Madrid's defense once. He felt that he was already famous. Ronaldo suddenly felt that he was really tooyoungtoosimple.What is the situation of this fan's defense? Why are there only a few people left in Real Madrid's backcourt in an instant? !

What made him even more devastated was that everyone seemed to be looking very natural? !

"Jorge, what's going on..." Cristiano turned his head and was stunned. Jorge's energy was concentrated on the game. At the beginning, he didn't pay attention to what the people around him said, but he quickly I noticed that the little guy didn't make a sound, and when he turned his head to look over, he realized what happened for a moment.

Dolores also came to watch the game with Junior and Luca.

Cristiano could hardly turn his eyes away. He didn't expect to see his mother here, but when he saw the two children holding her hand, Cristiano knew it.

This is indeed not the time when he should exist.He is still a child, how could he have two such big babies?

Dolores obviously also saw the little boy, and there was naturally a kind of sympathy between the mother and the child. She opened her eyes in surprise and took a half step back, then looked at Jorge: "Jorge Heh, this is...?" What's going on, her son seems to have suddenly become thinner and smaller? !

And shouldn't he be playing at this time? !

Jorge hurriedly got up and said the same thing as before, Dolores couldn't help frowning: "You mean, plastic surgery..." "He just loves Cristiano too much, please don't mind it."

Dolores and Jorge were talking nervously on one side, and Cristiano on the other side was also very nervous.

Because the two children stood in front of him holding hands, and the two pairs of big watery eyes just looked at him like this, looking very innocent and pious.

"Luca, he looks like Papa when he was a child..." In the end, Junior couldn't help pulling Luca's hand and whispered, and Luca smiled and rubbed his younger brother's curly head. "He is what Papa looked like when he was a child."

Cristiano felt his heart tightened immediately.

Then Luca looked at him very naturally, and said with a smile, "Isn't it Papa when I was a child?"

Cristiano only felt a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Today's kids are amazing...

Before he had time to sigh, he heard Junior say: "Ah, daddy."

As soon as Cristiano raised his head, the cheers outside rose to the sky almost instantly. He could only feel the ground trembling, and everyone was cheering. Real Madrid's No. [-] showed a bright smile and hugged Cristiano. His face was so beautiful and dreamy that he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Of course, he was so terrified not because the man was so good-looking, but because - the man was too similar to the older child in front of him!

As if seeing his shock, the child smiled sweetly at him.

"Papa when you were young, haven't you seen daddy when you were young?"

Cristiano felt dizzy for a while as if he heard a sentence with a lot of information.

"Son, what's the matter with you?" The female voice was very concerned, and Christia was relieved the moment he heard the voice. It was his mother's voice. Although it had been a bit vicissitudes, it was still so gentle.He couldn't help but take a deep breath, holding back his red eyes.

In this strange world, only this voice is familiar and gentle.

But this is not his mother, but another Cristiano's.

"I...it's fine." He murmured with his head down, the two children were considerate, Junior pulled him to sit down, and then Luca went to Dolores to appease her—these two children were ghostly Smart enough to know when to do something and when not to do it.

"Are you... his son?" Cristiano finally swallowed the word "I". He had to remind himself again that these are not his, but everything he should have in the future. Child Ah, what a wonderful word, but he did feel the vague intimacy of that blood relationship.

This is really unbelievable, he is only 16 years old, and the child in front of him may be four or five years old, right?It turns out that in the future, he will not only have a good life, a perfect manager, but also a well-behaved son and a caring partner... er.

Seeing that Cristiano's expression was about to become strange again, Junior tilted his head.

"Yes. Where are you from?"

Hearing such a question, Cristiano couldn't help pinching his palm: "Portugal."

"What a coincidence, I'm also Portuguese." Junior fanned his long eyelashes like a feather fan, "So, do you like Real Madrid?"

"I like it." Cristiano, who was afraid that the next question would be where he lived, heaved a sigh of relief. After all, he didn't ask his address, otherwise, what would he say? !

"Then do you like Papa?"

This time Cristiano nodded without hesitation: "I like it." Who doesn't like himself?Especially with such a perfect self in the future!

"Then do you like daddy?"

"..." Cristiano choked up.

"Well, your daddy is...?"

"It's Real Madrid's No. 03, my daddy. I heard they were together in 03." Junior said casually, then looked him up and down, and then frowned fiercely, "Don't you Could it be before [-]?"

Cristiano was covered in cold sweat, what happened to these two children, this is too scary? !Mom, is he going home? ! !

"Ah, look, look!" Suddenly the child turned his head and started staring at the TV screen. Cristiano heaved a sigh of relief and looked over at the same time.

Real Madrid's No. [-] rushed into the opponent's penalty area in white, and almost no one could stop him!And the on-site commentary also happily sounded the siren: "Cristiano is rushing to the opponent's penalty area! He is going forward! We can see that he doesn't care about those defensive players at all, because he knows he can break through. He can lead Real Madrid Come victory and miracles!"

"goooal! cristiano ronaldo!! He did it! Just like every time he has done in the past, he successfully sealed the victory for the team! Even on his own game day, he still used the highest level of professionalism and the most dedicated The spirit of the show presented us with a luxurious visual feast!"

"My pride, my original heart, my tenderness, my hero, the king of us all, happy birthday to you!"

The voice of the on-site commentary was very sensational, and almost when he started to speak, Cristiano noticed that there was something surging in the stands opposite him, and then in his eyes, a huge curtain was unfolded——

Cristiano's appearance, Real Madrid's team logo, I wish you a very happy birthday, Cristiano Ronaldo, with a happy birthday song resounding throughout the audience.

There is a person who conquered the entire Bernabeu with his performance.

The players on the pitch slowed down, and they were also watching the huge screen unfold. The huge banner that spanned almost half of the South Stand was displayed, and the people around raised their scarves again, Real Madrid In an instant, it became a white ocean.

Cristiano didn't celebrate on the pitch, one of the few goals he didn't celebrate.He just stood there quietly enjoying the cheers of the audience, then smiled and raised his hands to applaud the audience, his expression seemed calm but his eyes started to turn red.

Oh, it turns out that even after more than ten years, his tears are still so low.

The match ended with Real Madrid's big victory. Before the end of the game, there was a voice resounding in Real Madrid - "Cristiano, Cristiano, Cristiano..."

Cristiano sat there and felt the cheers of 8 people. He felt that his hair was numb, and his whole body was trembling with excitement.

This is... the future he should have.

This is the future he will get after working hard!

He is not some country boy, he will not continue to be bullied, he will become stronger and stronger, he will run faster than time!

The child beside him gently grabbed his hand, Cristiano looked down, Junior blinked at him, and whispered.

"Papa when I was young, happy birthday."

Crybaby Cristiano's eyes were flushed almost immediately, and then he wiped it in embarrassment. When he looked up, he saw Luca, Jorge and even Dolores not far away were using a very kind Looking at him with an expression full of intimacy and encouragement, all of a sudden his feelings collapsed.

At night, in Cristiano's mansion, he huddled in a corner and did not dare to go forward, but it was of no use. Cristiano's group of teammates who were all-powerful on the court suddenly appeared beside him and surrounded him, and then everyone Just hehehe smiled.

"It really looks like..." "So Cristiano was like this when he was young?" "He looks so tender, can I pinch his face?"

Mom, what kind of strange things are these in front of you? !

Cristiano was on the verge of crying when he was cornered, but Cristiano got rid of everyone and walked to his side, putting his hands on his shoulders: "Don't bully him."

His teammates immediately let out a booing voice: "Okay, okay, we know, just your favorite Mi Fensi, okay? Cut——"

Everyone dispersed in twos and threes and continued to have fun at the party, while Cristiano walked aside with his arms around Cristiano and patted him on the shoulder.

"Do you think it's incredible? I think so too."

Cristiano didn't speak, just squeezed the cup tightly in his hand.Today is really too fantastic, if all this is true...

"I always felt that I was really ashamed before." Cristiano said suddenly, the meaning of which shocked the boy. "Yes, I think you are ashamed... because you can't do anything, you can't even manage the relationship with your teammates except playing football. If you can't do anything, you still want to lose face, and let Jorge who is behind you fuck up To be honest. To be honest, I still feel hot when I think of you now."

"But, after all, you are my most precious teenage years."

"In the past ten years, I have gone through ups and downs, and I have crossed mountains and valleys. I have kept my economic level stable at a value that will not fluctuate."

"What you're seeing is the rewards of working so hard for more than ten years in training and playing football."

"So no matter what happens, you just have to keep working hard." Cristiano took a deep breath.

If there was anything he wanted to say to himself ten years ago, it might be this one.

Smiling, the Portuguese superstar toasted: "Happy birthday, I was 12 years ago, and I will continue to work hard in the future."

The twelve o'clock bell rang, just like Cinderella's magic dissipated, and the teenager in front of him disappeared. The Portuguese superstar quietly finished the drink on the balcony, and then walked into the room.

He can finally complete their plan with Kaka! ! !

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