Cristiano was still a little excited when he went out. After all, this was his first trip with Kaka, and it was commemorative, so he stopped his good friend at the door of his house. "Kaka."

"Huh?" The man who had gone down two steps turned his head to look at him. The smile of the young man who still looked a little green under the sun was as bright as ever, and his eyes were filled with as many stars as the sky of his hometown of Funchal.Cristiano, whose eyes were dazzled for a moment, stretched out his hand and pulled him over.

With a "bang", two cries of pain sounded almost at the same time. Kaka rubbed his forehead, but when he looked up, he saw the poor Portuguese grinning while covering his cheeks. "It's okay, are you okay?" The Brazilian, holding back his laughter, raised his hand to rub his sweetheart's cheek, but when the Portuguese put his hand down sullenly, Kaka found that his cheek was really red.

"Damn it, why is your forehead so hard." Cristiano complained while rubbing his cheeks, Kaka looked at him now and was crying or laughing, "Okay, my fault... then , what are you pulling me for?"

Cristiano stopped rubbing his cheeks, and his face started to flush a little.

He can't say that he is fascinated by beauty and wants to have a passionate kisskiss, can he?

So the Portuguese, who lacked confidence, glared at him. "Isn't it because this is the first time you and I go out together, and I want to take a photo to commemorate it." Who knows where his cell phone is now.

At this time, his sister leaned out half of the body from the balcony and waved her hand. "Cristiano! Your phone!"

Cristiano Ronaldo, now he is so ashamed that he wants to jump into the Thames.

But fortunately, his little friend didn't seem to care much about it. When Cristiano hurried back to get the phone and then sprinted back for [-] meters, he still stood there with a smile and watched the boy reappear with the phone in his hand. When he was in front of him, he opened his hands cheerfully. "Can I take a souvenir now?"

Cristiano, who was blushing silently, stood on two steps and nodded towards him, so when this photo was taken, it was to help his boy cover the strange redness on his face, and although it was high, it couldn't stand two steps Thanks to the blessing, Kaka's forehead was attached to Cristiano's cheek, and the photos taken looked like Cristiano was about to kiss Kaka's forehead.

After looking at the photo, the very satisfied Portuguese saved it and forwarded it to Kaka through the system. Kaka heard the phone ringing, took it out and looked at it, and the smile on his face became even brighter. "Let's go and pick up your mother."

Dolores lost?Yes, of course get lost, it's only been four days since Cristiano moved to Manchester United and played for Manchester United, and the mother from Funchal has not yet figured out the Manchester traffic.After phoning his mother to ask what the landmarks were around and asking her to wait, and calling Ferdinand to find out where the nearest markets in Manchester were, Cristiano discovered that his mother lived half a mile away from his home. hours away.

In case he missed his mother, Cristiano decided to walk to the subway station and take the subway there.After putting down the phone, he glanced at the Brazilian standing in the newsstand who was researching something and walked over.

"What are you looking at?" He looked over the Brazilian's shoulder, and found that the other party was reading his report from yesterday.Since he's only in Manchester, and considering his mother doesn't speak English, Cristiano has only subscribed to the Guardian, but how is that enough?

So a front page headline that he hadn't read before appeared in front of him.

"HEREISMYNEWBECKHAM!" Below the huge headline is a photo of him and Sir Alex. Cristiano lowered his hat brim and pushed Kaka. "Don't read it, these newspapers are all nonsense. Cristiano Ronaldo will not become the second Beckham."

Because the languages ​​are similar, the two of them had no difficulty in talking in Brazilian and Portuguese, but unexpectedly, it seemed that the owner of the newsstand also knew a little Portuguese or Brazilian, so he stretched out his head and stared at the two people outside.

"Why not! I think this kid is pretty good, as long as he keeps going, he will definitely become the next...God!" No matter how much Cristiano lowered his hat, the boss still found out who he was so close, So Cristiano reluctantly hugged and took a photo with the boss, and sent his first autograph in Manchester.

And after they left, the boss still enthusiastically said from behind: "Welcome to come again next time! Please work hard during the game!" Cristiano turned his head and showed eight big white teeth at him, giving him a thumbs up. "I didn't expect you to have fans so soon." Kaka kept laughing at the side and didn't speak, but Cristiano had the urge to shake him to death as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Is it strange that I have fans?" Although the character of "I am the best, everyone should like me, and those who don't like me must be jealous of me" is not born but cultivated, but Cristiano has deeply Get the essence. "I play football well, I am handsome, and I am an excellent person. How can I not have fans?"

Kaka couldn't help but laugh. "Yes, yes, you are a good player, you are handsome and you are an excellent person. It is not surprising that you have fans. Everyone should like you."

"What about you?" When he asked this question, Cristiano put his hands behind his head, as if he didn't care at all, but his burning eyes on the Brazilian had already given him away. "do you like me?"

Kaka opened her mouth, but finally smiled. "Of course I like you." Of course, there may be more than just liking you.However, the Portuguese who received such an answer seemed to be very satisfied and happy. If he knew what the Brazilian had to say, he would probably be even happier-happier than winning the Golden Globe.

When the two of them finally reunited with Dolores, the lovely Portuguese mother was also reading the newspaper in the newsstand, holding a copy of the Guardian in her hand, with his transfer and Sir Alex on the huge front page. The picture of his grandfather shaking hands, while his mother was showing off "Heismyson!" to the boss in English with a strong Portuguese accent, and Cristiano was both amused and distressed.

His mother has helped him so much selflessly, and always supported him in doing what he wanted to do. Without his mother's "doting", Cristiano guessed that it would be difficult for him to go all the way to the dark side. .

But the boss didn't seem to believe her words very much. Cristiano took Kaka across the road and hugged her mother's shoulders affectionately under the stunned gaze of the boss. "Mom, your brave knight has come to you through the crowds to protect you." Dolores laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't be silly, silly boy." Over his son's shoulder, he saw a handsome smiling face. "Oh, he's your friend? I don't seem to have seen him before..."

"Yeah, he's my best friend, and he's playing in Serie A now." Cristiano turned to introduce his friend to his mother, only to find that the expression on his mother's face suddenly became more enthusiastic. "Okay, good boy, did you come to play with Cris? Luckily, Cris, you brought your friends with you."

With the two stunned, Dolores pointed to something they had overlooked before putting it in the shade.

"I saw some fresh ones, so I bought a swordfish and a small octopus. Let me show my skills and cook a standard Portuguese meal for you at noon today!"

Surrounded by some vegetables, the swordfish's mouth is still opening and closing, and the octopus's tentacles seem to be still wriggling.The two looked at each other bitterly and smiled helplessly, and each of them picked up a vegetable before picking it up.

"walk home."

The author has something to say:

Yesterday I made up a little life for a day, but I was too fascinated to make it up, so I made it up to 400 balls in one go, so there is no more...

Because it is near the sea, Portuguese cuisine has a lot of seafood dishes. Funchal is a city near the sea, so even people from slums can cook a lot of seafood dishes. What's more, Dolores loves her son so much, she will definitely learn more Cook more dishes for him to eat...

Cristiano: That's why you asked me and Kaka to bring home a giant seafood?

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like