The Day I Played with Ronaldo

Going to the Maracana Stadium again. I still remember the shock when I came to Maracana in my last life. At that time, Maracana was rebuilt and could only accommodate 80,000 fans. And the Maracana Stadium in this era can accommodate 200,000 fans! It is the largest stadium in the world! If I can use my goal to make this stadium silent... The picture is too beautiful to watch. ——Licardo's private diary

Fabiano Farah is back in Brazil before the team travels to the state of Rio. In the early morning, he took Ricardo to the club and signed Ricardo's first professional contract. Club chairman Gowea came to the scene in person, shook hands with Ricardo cordially, patted Ricardo on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Good boy, work hard, your future will be brighter than Kaka. Sao Paulo will provide you Everything you want, and when you feel that the stage in Sao Paulo is too small for your development, the club will not hinder your dreams."

Subsequently, the club couldn't wait to hold a press conference, announcing to the whole of Brazil: We have retained the talented youngsters trained by our own club.

At the press conference, Ricardo spoke freely to the reporters, giving the club enough face.

"São Paulo has cultivated me. Playing for this club is my long-standing dream, and now it has finally been confirmed through a contract. I am very satisfied with this contract."

"Yes, my salary is high, but I think my ability deserves it."

"Going to Europe? Now is not the time to think about these things. My biggest wish at the moment is to help Sao Paulo win one or two trophies."

"Aim for the season? Of course we hope to win something."

When asked about the topic of the locker room, Ricardo also responded skillfully.

"Captain Dick Cheney is a great leader and our locker room is united under his leadership."

"I have a very good relationship with Louis. There is no conflict between us. If you don't believe me, you can ask him for confirmation."

"Rico is a good friend of mine. He has been improving. As for whether he can play, this is the head coach's consideration."

The reporters who hadn't had the opportunity to interview Ricardo for a long time would of course ask personal questions about him.

"Ambrose? I only met her once, and I haven't contacted her since then." Licado said with a shrug.

"She is indeed very beautiful, but at the moment my focus is only on football, on bringing Sao Paulo to the playoffs with my teammates."

Amidst the click-click sound of the shutter, Licado showed a bright smile and performed flawlessly.

The news of his signing with Sao Paulo also occupied the front pages of many sports media.

"The boy genius has finally confirmed his belonging."

"Sao Paulo retained Ronaldo's successor with a four-year contract."

"Riccardo: I am very happy in Sao Paulo."

"Ricciardo signed with Sao Paulo, aiming at the championship trophy."

...

game day. Two figures, one big and one small, appeared at the entrance of the Maracana Stadium. Putting her small hand in her big one, Yang Jingyu looked quiet and looked curiously at the fanatical Flamengo fans around her.

Yang Rui was a little nervous. At this time, they are in a sea of ​​red and black, which is a violent sea, full of noise and turmoil, and seems to be brewing into a tsunami at any time, swallowing all strange colors.

Yang Rui began to regret bringing his daughter to watch this Sao Paulo away game. He always felt that this place was more dangerous than Afghanistan. Although there is no hail of bullets, those fanatical fans of Flamenco may turn into thugs at any time...

A group of fans wearing red and black horizontal stripes of Flamengo jerseys passed by them, talking and laughing loudly.

"... Sao Paulo is only Kaka now, don't worry, Kaka is as soft as a woman, and he can't fight against our great guy from Flamenco."

"And that Licardo,

He's also a softie, I heard he doesn't dare to dribble at all, it's easy to defend him..."

"The son of a skilled girl, what level can he be? Those media are just hyping him up. Today our boys must show him some color..."

Yang Jingyu stopped. Yang Rui was in a bad mood, tugged at his daughter's little hand, and whispered anxiously: "Olivia!"

Yang Jingyu glanced at her father, then stared at those people stubbornly, and said loudly: "You can't guard Ricardo, he will definitely score! Flamengo's state is so bad recently, they are playing like shit Same, Ricardo can enter all three of you!"

The few Flamenco fans looked back ferociously, and saw a little girl carved in pink and jade. They probably felt too embarrassed to be aggressive with such a young child, and tried their best to dispel the ferocity on their faces, but their expressions turned pale. become extremely weird.

The oldest one among them said: "Little girl, football is a man's sport, that Ricardo is still a child, let's talk about it when he grows into a man."

A dark-skinned, buck-toothed man next to him said sarcastically: "It's the kind of sissy that little girls like. In front of the great flamenco, he will only be kicked until he goes home crying to find his mother!" This person It was the one who called Licado "the son of a skilled girl" earlier.

Yang Jingyu was not convinced, and was about to argue, but Yang Rui had already pulled her back forcefully, and bent over to those Flamengo fans: "Sorry, children are not sensible, please don't be as knowledgeable as her."

After apologizing, he straightened up and said calmly, "But Ricardo is indeed a very good player. If Flamengo underestimates him, he will definitely suffer."

When Yang Rui apologized, Yang Jingyu's cheeks were bulging with anger, and she glared at her father. When she heard the second part of Yang Rui's words, she smiled and said, "I love you, Daddy Pig!"

The few Flamenco fans all sneered, but for the sake of the little girl Yang Jingyu, and what Yang Rui said was harsh but not rude, they didn't care anymore and just left with a sneer.

Yang Rui looked down at his daughter and warned in a low voice: "Don't cause trouble! Otherwise, I would rather waste two tickets and take you back immediately!"

Yang Jingyu said pitifully: "Understood, I don't talk anymore, this is the boss!"

When the Yang family found their seats in the stands, the players from both sides were still warming up on the field.

Yang Jingyu quickly found Licado in the crowd. Like a lively deer, she jumped and shouted: "Licado! Licado! I love you!"

With a dark face, Yang Rui pulled his daughter to the seat, and pressed her firmly: "Reserve, you are a lady!"

Yang Jingyu curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

Fortunately, they were surrounded by Sao Paulo fans, and everyone watched this scene happily. A fat man with Sao Paulo's tricolor flag draped over his body smiled and rubbed Yang Jingyu's hair: "We are all from Licado. Fans, little girl. Today he can take us forward!"

"He will definitely be able to." Yang Jingyu said seriously.