[football] exactly the same

'Chris, listen to me, I know... you value what Cristiano thinks of you, which is good - no no no, I'm serious, I think it's very good, after all, whether in the national team or In Madrid, he's your...well, core and leader.You respect him, which is a good thing we all love to see.But calm down, you have to believe that Cristiano is happy to help you - whether it is for Real Madrid or Portugal. '

' So, don't worry that he will disappoint you.You just ask him what you want.You just have to remember that all of us are on your side. '

Pepe reassured little Chris in this way after the initial surprise had passed.

It works, we have to say.

After all, for a child like Chris Jr., the words of Cristiano's old friends are completely reliable-especially Pepe has always had a good credit record in his heart.

But no matter how it worked, Chris still spent quite a while convincing himself, which directly caused him to stay in Pepe's room until nine o'clock in the evening.

Until being pushed out by Pepe who couldn't bear it.

However, Cristiano knew nothing about all this.

Cristiano only knew that his little roommate had been tossing outside until nine o'clock and hadn't returned to the room to change clothes and go to bed.

So Cristiano was furious.

"I really want to tell you that your little Chris is very nice, very well-behaved, trains hard and sleeps hard."

When little Chris plucked up the courage to open the door, he just heard Cristiano complaining to someone like this.

"but!"

Cristiano apparently also saw the little Chris who had just returned, but he did not welcome him other than turning over on the bed.

"But I have to tell you! Jorge, I'm so angry! He didn't come back to his room until now! No! I don't know! I'm not his babysitter, how do I know where he's been playing?"

Maybe Mendes yelled at Cristiano for being irresponsible, anyway, Cristiano quickly hung up the phone with a snort, then sat up reluctantly and turned to face little Chris.

It looks like the posture of the legendary three court trials.

"Where did you go?" Cristiano pouted.

Little Chris immediately confessed, "I went to Pepe's room and talked to him. You know, I have some doubts recently."

Cristiano actually kept a smile, "Very good, a good start, you are willing to admit to me that you have doubts."

Little Chris tilted his head to look at Cristiano, looking a little curious but also a little bit clear - Cristiano seemed a little embarrassed by him, so he coughed twice, "If you I don't want to say I'm going to bed."

Chris Jr. knew Cristiano's character and didn't dare to provoke him. "Actually, Mr. Mourinho suddenly canceled the substitution plan that day because he thought I was afraid."

"...What are you afraid of?" Not surprisingly, Cristiano didn't understand the key point, "You are the best in the game, I don't see what you have to be afraid of. Besides, Isn’t it normal even if they don’t perform well? The debut of many good players may not be amazing.”

"But I'm afraid you'll be disappointed, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed because I didn't perform well." Little Chris looked at Cristiano with bright eyes, "But I'm also afraid that you won't be disappointed with me, I mean, I'm worried You won't be disappointed even if I don't do well."

Cristiano didn't quite understand it at first, but soon he realized what Little Chris meant.

"But you didn't perform, or you lost the opportunity to perform because of this inexplicable worry, don't you think I will be more disappointed?" Cristiano originally wanted to say that he would not be disappointed at all, because he and Chris were very close. It may be a competitive relationship - but when he saw the serious expression of little Chris, he still corrected the duplicity.

Young people shouldn't be looking forward and backward, they shouldn't be preoccupied, they should go forward and never look back-at least when it comes to Cristiano.

As long as he stood on that piece of turf, as long as he saw the blue or hazy sky above Old Trafford, he would feel that the blood in his whole body was boiling like magma, and every cell in his body was full of courage.

He will feel that it is his own war against the whole world. This feeling will not worry him, but will only make him high-spirited.

"Chris," Cristiano called the little Chris by his name for the first time in two or three months, "I don't know why you think you will behave badly, but what I want to say is that you should know that you are The best of your generation. You have nothing to be afraid of, because there is no one else who can match you—even if they use all the methods, all the technology, they can't make up for the difference in talent between them and you."

When it comes to your era, they name a decade after you, but I can only share it with one other person.

"But the more this is the case, the more I am afraid that my poor performance will disappoint you." Little Chris lowered his head.

Cristiano doesn't like little Chris with his head down. He thinks that geniuses like Chris and himself are full of capital pride.

"In the past, someone often told me that he thought I was the best. He was the happiest every time I scored, assisted, passed, and every time I received compliments from others. He always told me that he I think I will be an unparalleled superstar, and my name will be used as a unique mark to name an era-but every time I think of his words, I am more afraid of what will happen if I can’t do it." Little Chris said in front of Cristiano's face is describing the behavior of 'Cristiano'.

Of course, in Cristiano's view, his words are probably nothing more than the words of one of his coaches who deeply loves the talent of Little Chris.

"It won't matter," Cristiano said bluntly. "The sun rises as usual, and the day and night rotate as usual. I don't see how your performance will affect this-if it doesn't affect it, then what are you afraid of? ?”

"If you are still afraid that I will be disappointed, then there is no need. It's not that I won't be disappointed, but I think..." Cristiano considered his words for a while, but in the end he didn't think clearly, and simply gave up on himself, "Anyway, I don't think it's anything. How do you know that you will disappoint me if you don't try?"

He really didn't know.

"And, you know, what we got." Cristiano continued, "I used to think that God was going to abandon me, because Luis and the others were older than me before I grew up. I thought that God gave me my destiny to be alone. One, but I didn't expect it, God didn't. He even gave me a chance to make up for my biggest regret."

"I missed a gold cup when I was 19, and you happen to be eight years younger than me. Next year, there will be another European Cup year, and another Cristiano will be 19 years old-what is this not fate?"

Little Chris fell into some kind of contemplation.

"However, having said that, before we continue discussing metaphysics, there is one thing I don't understand." Cristiano said slowly.

Little Chris looked at Cristiano with big round eyes that were almost exactly the same as his. He didn't say a word but asked clearly what Cristiano didn't understand.

Cristiano choked for some reason when he saw this scene, but quickly continued with the calmness of a world superstar: "Why don't you want to tell me anything, but you have nothing to say to Pepe and Marcelo?" Don't say it?" He thought for a while, and quickly added, "At least compared to me, it's nothing to say."

Because they are more reliable than you?

Little Chris seriously considered the consequences of saying this, and then chose a more euphemistic way, "I don't know if you are willing...I mean, I don't know if this statement itself is acceptable."

As an adult, Cristiano refuses to be persuaded by Chris Jr.'s very perfunctory claims.

"I'm your landlord, but I don't know anything about you? Do you know what this looks like to Ikar and the others? It's like I abused you and bullied you, and you dare not talk to me at all Same!" Cristiano said angrily—obviously, at least he understood Cassie's eyes in this way.

Huge misunderstanding.

Not that Cristiano was misunderstood, but that Cassie and the others were misunderstood - especially Cassie, mainly Cassie.

Little Chris originally wanted to help Cassie and the others say something to express their grievances.

But when he thought about how he was deliberately forgotten in the locker room and had to rub other people's cars home, the boiled vegetables on the plate were maliciously sprinkled with too much black pepper when eating, and when he ordered fifa The ball fight was suddenly robbed of the control handle, causing the penalty kick to fly...

Suddenly, I felt that there was nothing wrong with Cristiano saying that.