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Back at the club, Cristiano went to Ferguson to report first.

He walked into Ferguson's office and saw Ferguson staring at the Champions Cup photo hanging on the wall.

“Boss.” Cristiano strode over, with the energy of a young man, and he hugged Sir Alex Ferguson quickly and vigorously in a small jump, "I'm back." ”

A smile appeared on Ferguson's face, and he hugged the boy back: "Congratulations, my child, how does it feel to hold a cup?" ”

"Excellent." Cristiano replied cheerfully, "This is what I've been looking for." ”

"That's good." Ferguson replied, looking at Cristiano with a calm gaze, and the young number 7 in front of him seemed to be yesterday when he said "glory will be to Manchester United" from the stands.

Who would have thought that in less than two years, this child who is less than twenty years old has achieved such amazing results.

He always knew United couldn't keep Cristiano, but now he wondered if that day would come sooner.

Ferguson looked at Chris with a smile: "In the future, you will face more temptations, a resounding fame, a commitment to the highest ball rights, and a more shining club than Manchester United to open your arms to you...... I only want you, my child, to remember your heart and remember what you really enjoyed. ”

Ferguson squeezed Cristiano's shoulder lightly and poked his fingers into Cristiano's chest.

Cristiano was slightly stunned when he heard this, he had the impression that the lord had never had such a conversation with him, and the only time there was a similar one was that he wanted to go to Real Madrid that year, and wanted to hit a higher goal.

That time, Ferguson did not promise him, but let him stay at Manchester United for another year and win another gold trophy for Manchester United.

Cristiano agreed, and he would never refuse the lord's request, whether he was twenty-three or thirty-seven.

A year later, he fulfilled that promise, and Ferguson opened his arms to him, while also pushing him towards Real Madrid.

It was the last time he stood in Ferguson's office, and Ferguson said to him: "My boy, may you be the greatest player on your way to victory, but don't forget that love is in your heart." If you're not happy, come back and I promise you that Manchester United will always be your home. ”

Cristiano still remembers that he cried uncomfortably at the age of twenty-four, and was finally appeased by the lord.

He put away his memories and looked at Sir Alex Ferguson in front of him, and he couldn't help but wonder, why did Ferguson suddenly mention this this time? He doesn't have any thoughts of running away yet.

He blinked, and the doubts in his eyes were almost engraved on his face in black and white, and Ferguson also completely saw the big boy's dazedness, his heart was relieved, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's nothing, my child, it's just that he's old and wants to say something big." ”

If it was a really nineteen-year-old Cristiano, he would probably believe Ferguson's explanation, but the Cristiano in front of him was familiar with Ferguson, so he wouldn't believe that the lord would suddenly waste his tongue saying these things, and years of getting along with him had already made him understand that Sir Ferguson would never

One more nonsense. ()

Cristiano's gaze turned around, then landed on the large print of the newspaper on his desk, and he raised an eyebrow, there must be at least four or five newspapers.

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He grabbed it and read out the big headline: "Ronaldo scored, ran 50 meters to give a flying kiss to AC Milan, suspected of changing hands soon?" ”

"AC Milan bishop Carlo Ancelotti valued Portugal's golden boy, traveled thousands of miles to watch the game, and left the field satisfied after the game."

"The boy who won the gold cup, Real Madrid offered a sky-high price of 70 million for him!"

Ferguson: "......"

He saw the teasing and teasing on the boy's face, and Ferguson rolled his eyes rarely, and snatched it from the boy's hand: "I have to make it clear that today's conversation has nothing to do with these untold things. ”

"I know that the great Old Trafford would not have listened to such nonsense." Cristiano replied, but the tone made Ferguson's fists hard.

Ferguson didn't believe the reports, but he also knew that Ronaldo, who had won the Delaunay Cup at the age of 19 with a very good individual result, was already on a very different path than he had envisioned for the boy.

He had thought that the boy would stay here for six or seven years, and that he would teach the boy all the techniques that could be used, so that the boy would lead Manchester United to supreme glory again, and Manchester United would be the most intense part of the boy's adolescence, and they would be the kind more intimate than the bishop and the player.

Ferguson made no secret of his love for Cristiano at first sight, and in less than two years of being together, he had come to regard Cristiano as his little grandson.

But now, he doesn't think Cristiano will stay at United for that long, but he is by no means an immediate departure as the tabloids say, and he knows that the boy he likes is not so reckless.

It's just that he is a little melancholy at this moment.

It's like a grandfather sending his little grandson to college in a city far away from home.

He couldn't guarantee that if Chris did go to another club in the future, he wouldn't want to steal the boy back.

Ferguson retracted his thoughts, he crossed his chest and looked at the boy, probably annoyed by Chris's eyes, he changed the subject—he intuitively felt that there was some secret here—

"Then you'd better explain why there's a fifty-meter run?"

Cristiano: "......"

He sneered and raised his eyebrows tentatively in a joking manner: "Suppose there is someone I like there?" ”

"Okay, bad boy, go train yours." Ferguson didn't believe the nonsense and waved the man away.

Cristiano breathed a sigh of relief, licked his lips, and walked out with a smile.

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sp; When he walked to the door, he stopped again, turned his head to look at Ferguson, and said coldly: "Sir, I don't plan to leave Manchester United, you know, at least not so soon." ”

"I want to get a Golden Goal at Manchester United and win the Premier League, Champions League, Club World Cup, FA Cup for Manchester United...... Winners of various leagues and cups. On that day, I may be satisfied and go to a bigger stage. ”

Ferguson was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Cristiano, and saw a terrifying surging ambition in the eyes of the young boy.

For some reason, he thought Cristiano would do it.

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Cristiano nodded solemnly to Sir Alex Ferguson.

Although this look was somewhat amusing more than serious on the face of a teenager with a little baby fat, Ferguson's smile deepened even more, and he kicked Chris out before he could be amused.

Cristiano is back on the training ground.

Lifting the European Championship made his situation in the dressing room seem to change a little subtly, but it didn't, Keane and Rio Ferdinand came to congratulate him on his win.

Then Rooney also came, as a striker for England, Rooney contributed four goals in the European Championships, the same number as the Dutchman Ruud van Nistelrooy, he congratulated Cristiano with some envy on the trophy, and then said: "I didn't meet you this time, next time we will compare to see who goes to the opponent's goal." ”

Cristiano smiled: "Maybe the World Cup year will happen." ”

"Then I'm not going to release water." Rooney said.

"You won't. Neither will I. Cristiano raised an eyebrow, "Do what you have to do, but that doesn't change our team-mate relationship at the club, right?" ”

Rooney nodded: "Of course." ”

Cristiano spread his hands: "That's fine." ”

Rooney touched his hair, and he always felt as if he was missing the point, and there was a feeling of being missed, but he hadn't figured out what was wrong.

Before he could figure it out, Vanney came straight outside.

Everyone could see that he was in a bad mood, and he made no secret of his displeasure and closed the locker door in the locker room with a bang.

Keane frowned, "What are you doing?" ”

"Nothing." Vanney didn't say a word, changed his clothes and turned away, as if he hadn't seen Cristiano in the dressing room.

Cristiano has an animal-like instinct, which he reckons has to do with him, just like in his previous life, and their relationship has been awkward and cold at times, and sometimes icebreaker, but he knows that Ruud van Nistelrooy has a strong attachment to the ball like him, and that after leaving Manchester United, the relationship between the two is better than when they were teammates.

He ignored that, but pulled the goalkeeper to train his shots.

The club's games are tightly scheduled, and with the training, they are completely pushed forward.

In the next few games, Cristiano noticed that Ruud van Nistelrooy was shielding him as if he couldn't see him on the pitch, which hindered their cooperation.

Apparently, Ferguson was rather unhappy with this, and in the dressing room at half-time on several occasions, everyone was sprayed with his angry rants and rebukes, even Cristiano.

Cristiano wiped his face, in fact, judging from the control of the ball on the field of recent games, he almost understood the reason for the change in Ruud van Nistelrooy's attitude.

Ferguson may have had a few conversations with Ruud van Nistelrooy, just like Manchester United in the past, Ferguson wants to build a team with Cristiano as the core, and correspondingly, Ruud van Nistelrooy's power has been weakened and violated, so it's no wonder that Ruud van Nistoy doesn't like him.

Cristiano can only shrug his shoulders about this, Ferguson is the only person in charge of Manchester United, he said yes, not to mention that Cristiano thinks he deserves it, he will not be humble or polite, what should be his is his.

"Ruud van Nistelrooy is a nice guy, we never spoke ill of each other since we left, and he complimented me. ()" Cristiano said during the phone call with Kaka, referring to the previous life, "but our relationship in the team is always so awkward, maybe because we have too many good strikers??" ()? [()]『Come[]*See the latest chapter*Full chapter』()"

Ruud vanney, Rooney, and him, seriously, have a fight.

"I hope we can live in peace, at least we won't be scolded by the lord." Cristiano pursed his lips in a low voice.

Kaka smiled as he listened to his lover's little distress, knowing that Cristiano wasn't trying to ask him for advice, but was simply distressed.

And as Cristiano's lover, there is only one thing he has to do - to make the other party forget this bad thing.

He soaked in the warm pool, "Cris, I wish I was the only one who bothered you so much. ”

“……”

"It's jealous to let someone else occupy so much of your mind, and even half of the time you talk about another man on the phone with your lover, Cris." Kaka whispered.

Cristiano choked, and he smiled dryly and pinched the tip of his nose: "You won't." ”

"Of course I will." Kaka said, with a playful smile in his eyes and a deep voice on his lips, "Cris, I'm soaking in the pool, talking on the phone with the person I love the most, but I have to listen to another man's name popping up in my ears so often......"

Cristiano subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the corresponding picture immediately appeared in his mind.

He immediately threw Fanny behind him, and he got up from the bed with a grunt, and said quickly and quietly, "Wait Kaka, I want to ...... too." Take a bath. ”

Kaka paused, and a smile flashed in his eyes: his purpose had been accomplished!

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