[football] exactly the same

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Chris unwrapped some really great presents, with rare vintages of wine, prestigious champagne, luxury watches and great men's jewelry, even a statuette to celebrate with Cristiano after he scored a goal Statues - that's a pretty nice compliment, I have to say.

Every time Chris opened a gift, he would smile and thank him-according to the kind of social etiquette that all noble schools would teach.

Very decent, very gentle, making people feel like spring breeze and happy.

This made all the guests realize that Chris had either had a very rich life, so he felt normal about all the expensive gifts and could always maintain the etiquette that is popular in the upper class, or he was just like this, and he didn't care about the things outside him at all. Don't care - but combined with all kinds of conclusive evidence, almost everyone is inclined to the second view.

They looked at Mr. Aveiro, as if they thought it was Mr. Aveiro's genes.After all, Mr. Aveiro himself is such a person who has never experienced such extreme emotions as ecstasy.

Cristiano understood their eyes, and glared at Mr. Aveiro angrily.

Chris didn't pay attention at all. In fact, his focus was on Mr. Aveiro's gift.

"Oh my God, thank you, Uncle Aveiro." Chris looked a bit surprised - it was a totally insignificant gift, very odd actually, but Chris thought he was being polite to his elders Still should say thank you.

They were two scarves, one was from a well-known brand, and the other looked rusty—err…that meant ugly.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to knit you a scarf myself, but I may not have the talent. So I bought one anyway, but I hope you can see this, so I still..." Mr. Aveiro has never done this This kind of thing, and I have always demanded myself with strict social etiquette, so when everyone looked at him with surprised eyes, he felt that he had underestimated the embarrassment of the scene-he blushed quickly, "I'm sorry. I just ...I know it's weird to do that."

Cristiano's eyes almost rolled to the sky.

Chris didn’t think it was embarrassing, he probably just thought it was touching and fresh—after all, the most touching thing his father ever did and the thing that could express his deep love was nothing more than… putting the cream on the cake Apply it to his face, not his hair.

"Thank you, I am very touched." Chris smiled and hugged Mr. Aveiro - Cristiano rolled his eyes for a second time.

"Okay, okay, open my present! Open mine!" Cristiano has never been a particularly patient person in daily life. He only let Chris hold Mr. Aveiro for three seconds, and then started Lachrys' arms demanded that he do business.

Chris persisted in maintaining the hug for five seconds before letting go.

"You can't be like this Cristiano, we have time to talk - Uncle Aveiro is a good man, although he was a little ridiculous when he was young, but he has changed now. And he is trying to be nice to me, my best At least give him enough respect." Chris picked up the beautiful gift box from Cristiano, and warned Cristiano in a low voice while untying the ribbon on it.

Cristiano snorted softly, and Chris said it again in order to show his seriousness, "I have to respect him, Cristiano, besides, I am really touched-I repeat, he Try to be nice to me."

Cristiano didn't make a sound this time, but he pouted.

Chris finally opened the gift box, and immediately after, he lost his voice too.

It was a large chocolate in a shape both Cristiano and Cristiano were all too familiar with—it was radiant and flawless, like the tiara Napoleon used at his coronation, the throne of the Chinese emperor, and the papal sceptre.

It doesn't bring power, but it brings recognition of absolute power in football.

"She's so beautiful." Chris looked at the chocolate version of the Golden Globes and unconsciously used the personal pronoun 'she', "Thank you, Cristiano."

The golden ball chocolate was not engraved with the name or the year - it was just Cristiano's unspoken expectations for Chris.

Chris was pleasantly surprised, but not shocked yet, but the others present had already felt the unusual signal.

Cristiano likes to realize that he is unique — that part of it is true, whether you choose to believe it or not.But people further tend to think that Cristiano hates being side by side with others, sharing the peak and power. Cristiano is like a child full of monopoly, let alone a piece of his favorite toffee, even a colorful candy wrapper He didn't want anyone else to smell it.

But now he takes a special object as a chocolate mold and makes it a gift for a young man on the same team.

All the people present quietly exchanged meaningful glances with their familiar friends, secretly speculating about how the major media will introduce this 'event' grandly with sensational headlines tomorrow.

"But overall, I think you've done a great job, Cristiano, and I'm serious." When this matter did make headlines in various media in a sensational way, Cristiano first wanted to know Sir's comment was Sir's - and, as always, Sir encouraged his good boy, "I'm not a big fan of dark chocolate, but I think this is a really nice gift - for a young man like Chris, or for a You are all great."

Apart from his family and Mendes, if Cristiano really cares about a certain evaluation, it must be Sir Alex Ferguson, so when he heard Sir Alex's positive answer, he immediately got great satisfaction.

"Yeah, I feel the same way. So while some of them think it's me throwing in the towel or acknowledging that my time is coming to an end, I always believe it's a good decision - Chris deserves it." Cristia Nuo proudly boasted of his decision, just like a child showing off his [-]% to his parents, "Except for me, only he is worthy of this, and no one else is worthy."

Sir Alex Ferguson was amused.

But in order to take care of his little boy's little vanity and huge self-esteem, Jazz still held back a not-so-friendly laugh, "Mr. Aveiro is of course a very talented kid, but Cristiano , What I want to talk about is actually you. I think your decision is also very good for yourself-I was a little worried about you before, but now I am not worried at all. "

Cristiano is happy to let his parents not worry, but he is obviously not sure why the Jazz are not worried.

"I have always said that competitiveness is the source of success, but I have been reflecting on whether I have overemphasized this in front of you—you are too competitive, and that has actually become your hindrance." Jazz's tone today Soft and steady, "But I don't know how to deal with this, and I've always been nervous about it. But now I'm happy, and I'm glad you can handle this on your own."

Cristiano was silent for a while, "I haven't quite understood my change-but I don't hate it. Really, sir, I don't feel angry and excited more often now, I feel calm and warm. "

"You are the one and only chosen one, myboy," Jazz said softly. "I have always insisted on one thing. But because you are unique, you are also lonely-you may have 1000 million people around you, but you will always be Be alone, because no one can understand both your natural gifts and the great potential in your instincts."

"Because you are a genius who wants to be a leader, not just a football genius."

"Mr. Messi is very good, but even he is not enough to understand you." Jazz did not shy away from the name Messi, "But now I am very happy, very happy that you have met the person who can accompany you-young Mr. Aveiro is like you, and is becoming more and more like you. He is becoming what you were before—a very strong, but obviously flawed person."

Cristiano frowned. He never knew that he had a huge flaw in the eyes of the Jazz before, and he still felt that he was invincible.

"The previous you are the same as Mr. Aveiro now. You are both very tough and confident, like loaded guns and fully drawn bows. You have no room for yourself. You must win, and you only want to win. To win, you will never tolerate your failure, and you will never allow yourself to fail-you may think this is a mission, but Cristiano, it will not do you any good, you will only become more and more eager to achieve because of this stubbornness. Victory, you become more and more impatient with yourself and everyone else, and at the end maybe one day you will even lose your confidence."

Cristiano said nothing.

"But I am very happy." Sir repeated his feelings again, "Mr. Regain patience and even tolerate some failure."

Cristiano spoke this time.

"Because he gave me hope," Cristiano said. "He made me feel like I had a partner, someone with whom I could face everything. He was helping me - he made me feel that way, so... It’s okay, even if I’m not the winner one or two times, I’ll at least have him with me. But Jazz, I have a problem.”

Jazz knew what he was going to ask.

He wanted to ask why Chris would become a new him instead of going straight to the same 'point' as him.

"Probably because sons are like fathers."

The Jazz mocked Cristiano lightly.