[Football] Son of God Raiders Manual

Ricardo Izeksen dos Santos Reiter has a little secret that even his parents and brother Digan don't know.

He planted a tree.

This is not an ordinary tree, because this tree exists in his mind, and only he can see the lovely appearance of the thriving seedling swaying in the wind.And the "food" of this tree is unprecedentedly strange.It also needs "water", "sunshine", "soil" and "nutrients", but it is different from ordinary plants, because no sapling needs to be attached to a person to live, right?

After I told my parents several times, and they all regarded it as my dream, the young child kept silent and never mentioned it to his parents again.And his younger brother——

He couldn't help laughing.

What does the younger brother who can't even pronounce "caca" well but can only pronounce "kaka" know that he can't even walk steadily?

What's more, maybe this sapling is a gift from God to him?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Miaomiao who was wrapped around his wrist.

He was nine years old when the tree first came.At that time, I was praying before going to bed by my bed, and then I heard a voice.

"Do you believe in God?"

"Do you believe that there is always a kind of destiny in the world?"

The young Ricardo Doomeng Leiter didn't think of being afraid at all. Instead, he thought it was the sudden arrival of God's gospel, so he prayed more devoutly.

"...Lord, bless His people, Amen."

"Do you believe it?" The voice asked again stubbornly, as if he would not give up until he got an answer. Ricardo just finished praying at this time, and he answered with determination from the bottom of his heart.

I believe.

In the blink of an eye, a miracle happened to him.

"God has seven days □□. On the first day, God created light and day and night in the land of darkness, chaos and water, so there was light and darkness."

"On the second day, God created the sky and separated the water above from the water below, so there was the firmament."

The eyes were suddenly stimulated by the light. As soon as little Ricardo opened his eyes, he saw something glowing above his arm.

"On the third day God separated the land from the sea and created the seed plant."

A tiny seed landed on his arm, followed by a drop of water out of thin air.At the same time that the drop of water dripped onto the seed, the seed germinated, sprouted and grew wildly as if it had gone through dozens of times the speed, and turned into a thumb-long seedling in an instant.

"On the fourth day, God created the sun, moon, and stars."

Almost at the moment when Ricardo wanted to tear this seedling apart, it gently opened a green leaf. It was a kind of shocking beauty from nature, with the rhythm of life, which made Ricardo feel almost instantly. He stopped his movements and just looked at it with his big black eyes.

But it was not read out in the next three days, as if a song stopped abruptly at the end of the day, which made people feel regretful.

Even if I was only nine years old at that time, it was enough to experience the feeling of frustration.

And this little sapling, this sapling that is too small to be ignored, but too cute to be ignored, suddenly formed a flower bud tonight.He knew right away that something was going to happen, and spent the whole day watching the seedlings on his arms, causing his parents, brother and even his teachers to think something was wrong with him.

Staring so intently at his left sleeve is already a lot of attention, plus his usually super eye-catching face?

In short, after he finally tried his best to explain that he was really fine and just a little uncomfortable, he was sent home early to rest, but this was also good, so he could take a closer look at what happened.

But he waited and waited until he fell asleep and nothing happened. He was immersed in the dreamland full of disappointment, until he was suddenly awakened by a cold hand, but found that the seedling on his wrist had disappeared. In its place is a point of light.After looking left and right, he didn't find any danger, so he poked it with his finger, and the next second the light spot turned into a line as if it was flattened by someone, and then someone flattened it with a rolling pin, so A novel world appeared in front of him.

"Dingdong, welcome to the Avocado Couple system. This system mainly provides you with services such as training packages, medical packages, text, voice, video, stickers, mission information exchanges, and all records can be seamlessly synchronized, and can also be shared with each other. Give a gift package, and no one else can observe this system except the system host himself."

"Now start the pairing mode for you, search for a pairing partner...the search is successful, pairing...the pairing is complete."

"Now open the text communication service for you."

After a series of voice prompts, a chat-like computer screen appeared in front of little friend Ricardo. He hesitated subconsciously for a while, then put his hand on it as if making up his mind, and entered a line of words cautiously.

"Hello, I'm KAKA."

At the same time, in Lisbon, Portugal with a jet lag, Cristiano, who had just entered the youth training camp, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, until the system finally heard an almost heavenly ding-dong sound.

"Welcome to the Avocado Couple system, the subsystem requests to connect, is it allowed?"

Of course it is allowed! Cristiano's heavy breathing woke up his roommate, he grumbled a little dissatisfied, turned over and went back to sleep, but Cristiano couldn't care less.The person he has been thinking about day and night for so many years is on the opposite side of this screen, just thinking about it makes him so excited that he can't sleep!

"The pairing is successful, and now the text communication mode is activated for you."

Why text communication mode? ! When Cristiano was gnashing his teeth angrily, the screen lighted up slightly, and he looked over subconsciously.

Hello, I'm KAKA.

When he saw this sentence, Cristiano was the one who really had a sore nose and almost shed tears.

How long has it been!How long has it been since you met or played football with that person?And now, I can finally see him smiling at me again, reaching out to me, and saying that self-introduction.

Kaka, Kaka...

Just seeing this name, some emotions that have been suppressed for decades began to surge up and boil, ignoring the wishes of their masters clamoring to be released, no matter what method they used, they couldn't stop it.

He suppressed the tears that had begun to gather in his eyes, and raised his hand to cover the screen.

"Hello, I'm Cristiano Ronaldo. :)"

Ricardo: "Nice tomeet you."

Cristiano: "Nice to meet you, too."

Li: "It'stoolate, Goodnight."

C: "Goodnight, see you tomorrow."

In: "ok. :)"

Super naive and rudimentary dialogue, but Cristiano is already satisfied, after all, for both of them now, English is just a foreign language...etc.

Cristiano broke out a standard national curse again, and then buried his head in the pillow in annoyance.

What are you doing?They are clearly from the same language family!There is no barrier at all to communicate between Portuguese and Brazilian!And... the person on the other side doesn't know but he does!

Cristiano · At this time, he felt ashamed to live another hundred years · Ronaldo once again felt the malice of the whole world.

The next day, Cristiano's roommate broke the news, and rumors spread throughout the Sporting Lisbon youth academy that the new kid with good skills was actually a crybaby who missed his mother.And when this rumor finally reached my ears, several weeks had passed. Cristiano was doing physical training on his own in silence. At this time, he had already conquered the members of the first team and the coaching staff with his skills, but He wasn't satisfied enough with his body.

It has to be faster, faster.

Grow up quicker, be a man quicker, quicker, quicker.

Only in this way can I see him again, and even touch his existence.

"Hey, crybaby!" Before he could react, a black and white football had already slammed towards him. Cristiano subconsciously unloaded the ball with his chest, and then quickly looked up at the form, only to find the surrounding area Everyone laughed together, and even the youth training coach Mr. Paul on the side couldn't help laughing twice before he put on a straight face again and clapped his hands to let them go into training.

By the way, it is now the first match training of his youth training. The opponents are all little carrots who are seven or eight years old and at most eleven or twelve years old. Gu Zizi stretched his legs, twisted his waist and swung his arms, not caring at all.But... what did he just hear, crybaby?

He glanced at the roommate who seemed to be shouting so loudly with a half smile, took the ball and ran up, easily bypassing the three defenders on the other side and volleying, the football made a wonderful streak in the air The parabola crashed into the net, and Cristiano turned his head to celebrate after kicking, without looking at the goal at all, which shows that he has absolute confidence in this goal.

Just now, he was chatting and laughing with the fitness coach on the sidelines, lamenting that Ronaldo's skills are good but his body is not strong enough. Paul suddenly became serious. He narrowed his eyes when he looked at Cristiano, but the flash of sharpness still made the people around him people caught.

"Bruno, what do you think?"

Hearing his question, Sporting Lisbon's fitness coach looked thoughtfully at Cristiano, who had calmly finished his celebration, and continued to focus on the dynamics in the stadium.

"The style of play is very unique, but the technique is impeccable, and the physical confrontation is very weak, but we can't ask a child from a slum to have good muscles. As long as we let him continue to develop like this and cultivate it carefully, in time we will The club might be able to produce a world superstar." After making such an evaluation, he felt that he had exaggerated, and quickly corrected, "This is just my personal opinion, and no one knows in the future..."

Paul didn't speak for a long time, and he still only focused on the training on the field until the second goal was produced—it was still Cristiano, but this time it wasn't his teammates who passed the ball to him maliciously, but he himself actively kicked the ball from the opponent's feet. Stealing the ball, when others were still doubting that the kid was best at breaking through rather than stealing, they saw him swiftly passing five players in a row and then another crisp shot.This goal was so beautiful that even Paul and Bruno couldn't help applauding while watching, but Bruno seemed to hear a word from the people around him while applauding.

"You're right, Bruno." Paul said with a smile after blowing the timeout whistle, "Cristiano Ronaldo, in time the world will be conquered by him."

Then he clapped his hands and raised his voice to let everyone come to him. All the little radish heads surrounded him, all of them were sweating profusely and panting, and Cristiano, who was a step slower or intentionally slower, was caught Squeezed outside, he didn't care at all, and stood on the side with the football dangling under his feet, thinking about what would be a better topic for the second call.

"...So, Cristiano." Hearing his name, Cristiano raised his head subconsciously, only to see a group of little radish heads and two coaches all looking in his direction. The Portuguese, who was not surrounded by such gazes in the century, smiled awkwardly and patted his head.

"what?"

"I said," Paul repeated patiently, "From tomorrow onwards, you will train with the first team."

"Oh." He replied very flatly, with a look of not paying attention at all, as it should have been, which made Paul couldn't help laughing and scolding, "Stinky boy, he started to fart at such a young age. "

Hmph, he was the captain of the Portuguese national team!It's just training with the first team, what's the point? Ronaldo thought so proudly, but the next second he immediately became elated.

About football, isn't this a good topic?

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Ricardo, cute, friend, Leiter haunts!