Kaka Rebirth Belt System

In a high-end hotel in Stuttgart, the waitress in front of the counter covered her mouth in surprise, and tremblingly took out a pen and handed it to the man wearing a gray peaked cap in front of her.When this man took off his sunglasses earlier, if it wasn't because his smile was so charming that she even forgot to scream, this waitress who has worked in this high-end hotel for many years would have screamed desperately.

The final match of the World Cup is today, and the attention of the Germans to this highest football event has reached an unprecedented height. Even a waitress who is not a fan has a certain degree of understanding of the faces of the stars of each team, and even more Needless to say, those few stars who were hyped up by female fans long before the start of the World Cup!

The waitresses in the hotel were already rejoicing because of the Portuguese team’s stay. The lucky ones got the autographs of Figo, Deco and Ronaldinho. Among them, the most enviable one is undoubtedly the photo with Ronaldinho The front desk lady.To be honest, no matter in terms of appearance or figure, Xiao Luo is perfect enough to be anyone's dream lover!At least until she saw the real face of the star in front of her, the lucky receptionist firmly believed that the girl of her dreams was the Portuguese starlet.

But now... God, how could a Brazilian have such deep and beautiful black eyes!His flawless silhouette and smile are simply a gift from the Creator!

This is the Prince Charming in the hearts of all women!How lucky is a woman to end up with him...

Kaka handed the notebook back to the waitress who was holding his face in a dazed state, put on his sunglasses that could cover half of his face again, lifted the backpack that was slung across his body, and raised his right index finger to his lips: "Then we say Well, don't tell anyone about my visit to Cris today, okay?"

The receptionist, who had already been bewitched, nodded heavily, and just stared blankly at Kaka disappearing into the corner of the corridor, and it took a long time to come back to her senses: "Ah, ah, he is so handsome!"

The colleague on the side was much more sensible than her, and asked inexplicably, "But why didn't he want others to know when he came to see Ronaldo?"

The waitress immediately responded with her inference when she saw various news: "It's not easy. The media has been paying attention to the two of them. This is such an annoying thing for friends who want to get along well. I'm so sorry. I can understand why they have rarely appeared in the public eye in the past year, they must not want to be disturbed!"

The colleague was speechless: "Why does this sound wrong..."

"But having said that, who would have the heart to refuse Kaka's request! Did you see that his seductive posture just now was obviously a foul!"

Colleague: No matter how you look at it, it’s just a random action, right?You are doomed Hey!It is said that I like Ronaldinho for 100 years!

But Kaka, who disappeared at the corner of the corridor on the first floor, did not stay in front of any room, but walked straight to the end, and pushed open the door leading to the back garden of the hotel.It was less than an hour before sunset, and what was he thinking of, who had come all the way from Frankfurt and never had a rest?

In a room on the 2nd floor, Chris, who was left behind by Deco, slept again, lifted the quilt and sat up on the bed, finally decided to do something meaningful, so he played live.But today, his condition is obviously not good. When using himself, he frequently loses the ball and shoots. Where does this restless feeling come from?

The Portuguese scratched his head, walked quickly to the door, and did as Degan said, opened the door suddenly and looked around in the corridor. The suspicious person didn't notice, but he saw his teammate Simao wearing a pair of cool shorts outside. dangling.

"Hey Cris, what are you looking for!" Simao, who was exhausted from playing cards with his teammates, waved happily to his teammates.

Chris felt that he didn't want to see Simao laughing stupidly, so he muttered that he didn't find anything, and closed the door to feel depressed.Fidgeting in the room for a while, he couldn't help thinking about the guess that he couldn't suppress all the time. Hearing Digan's excited tone, it was as if someone was coming to spy on him, but, but isn't it related to Digan... …

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh for the first time, I actually feel like I'm narcissistic!!!" The hair that had been sprayed with hairspray was messed up a bit, and Chris fell back heavily on the bed, looking sideways at the gradually setting sun outside the window, unable to believe it I actually spent such a meaningless day, this is the World Cup final day!

He regretted that he didn't go to Berlin to watch the final with Miguel and the others, otherwise he wouldn't be so boring now.After calling for dinner, Chris went to the floor-to-ceiling windows and opened the curtains a little, looking towards the back garden of the hotel.The reason why the team chose this location was because they didn't want to face the street and be disturbed maliciously by opposing fans. After staying for two days, he found that the back garden was indeed very quiet, but today, it seemed a little different.

It felt like someone was spying on him in the garden.Chris looked intently at every corner, but couldn't find anything except the occasional flying bird. He shook his head quickly, thinking that he must be worrying too much.

During the dinner time, I watched the news while eating alone. When I couldn’t help but tuned the channel to Sky Sports, Chris scolded himself for being a bitch in his heart. He knew that the British media couldn’t say anything good to him, but he still couldn’t help it. Live to confirm.From this point of view, the opposition to the fans in the UK is not small, and the hit rate of his Antifan webpage has reached a new high. The crowd going to Manchester United headquarters to protest is getting bigger and bigger. The sold sign or banner, if someone came out to speak for him at this time, it would definitely be the rhythm of being beaten by a gang.

Chris sharply recognized an emotional fan on TV who was frantically chasing his autograph before a certain league game last season. He didn’t expect the red card incident to change so quickly. I really don’t know if it’s a fan. We love England too much, or he is just too annoying.

Chris, who had no appetite at first, put down his knife and fork lacking interest, and opened the Facebook page to find some hope from fans' messages.But it is a pity that the dissenting remarks above are not much less than the supporting ones, and some supporting discourses are a bit sad in his opinion——

"Don't worry, Cris, you are the most handsome and we will support you!"

"Man Utd need you, don't go!"

"Those who scold you are blind bastards!"

These words all showed affection for him, but after reading it, Chris felt a heavier emptiness hit him.If he's not that handsome, if he's not that good at football, if he's really just a bastard who can only dive, will they all stop liking him?

Cristiano couldn't turn his head, maybe it was the inferiority complex born from a dirty and poor boy, maybe he just walked so hard step by step to prove that he can be loved by everyone, but He will also be tired, he will think about things, and he can't help but make terrible assumptions when he is depressed, and scare himself.

Sensing the sourness welling up in his nose, Chris took a breath, and couldn't help but open the floor-to-ceiling windows to let himself breathe hard.The sky was already covered in dark blue, he stepped forward to the small balcony, but when he lowered his head, he saw a black shadow that he didn't know what it was.

Chris, who was blown over his head by the cold wind, shivered, his adrenaline rushing up.He slowly retreated back into the house as calmly as possible, closed the window, drew the curtains, then flew to the bedside table and opened the drawer, took out the binoculars he bought by accident when he was on the street, quietly opened the curtains a little and looked outside When he got up, the small cylinder showed the shadowed scenery in the garden. Since there was still a balcony across, his sight was very limited, and he couldn't be sure what he was thinking.

Pacing back and forth a few times anxiously, scratching his ears and cheeks so anxiously that the top of his head was about to smoke, the broken Portuguese simply dropped the binoculars and slammed open the French windows, the fragile window frames were slammed to both sides with such force, Then, in less than a second, he rushed to the balcony decisively. In just a moment, he saw the Brazilian standing under a tree not far away, who was too shocked to react in time.

Kaka only wore a pure white shirt that fit his temperament very well today. He usually couldn't remember who was who when thrown into the crowd, but it made Cristiano almost cry when he saw it.

Shuai cried, okay? !He hasn't seen a real person for more than half a year! !Half a year! !

Thinking of this, the Portuguese couldn't help but stand on the balcony in a daze, blowing the cold wind, letting tears fall down.As soon as Kaka saw the teardrop-filled eyelashes under the moonlight, he panicked. The pain gripped his heart more than ever. Leaning on the tree trunk, his hands and feet were frozen, and he looked up at the young man in short sleeves and shorts. What should be done.

Is he hated?

Cris didn't want to see him, after all, he had such an embarrassing experience.

You shouldn't expect to take another look, you should let him be with the person you care about now...

However, the body seems to be out of control...

While trying to hold back his sobs, Chris looked down at the clean and beautiful face of the Brazilian, and saw Kaka in a trance, with his lips murmuring something, judging from the shape of his lips, it was clearly——

do not Cry……

As if countless small sparks exploded in his mind, Chris was dizzy, and in the next second, his hands were already propped on the railing of the balcony, and his body flew into the air!