[football] this god

"Manchester United's Ronaldo has secured the first World Player of the Year trophy in Premier League history for the Premier League. He will also become another Golden Globe winner in the Premier League in seven years after Irving," Ferdinand jumped on The chairs in the dining room read aloud the freshly released "Guardian" today, "—Look, look, what does it mean to have too much desire!They actually want Cristiano to get all the two trophies in the bag-"Ronaldo is ready. In fact, his performance in the Premier League and the Champions League last year was already outstanding. If it weren't for luck. He should have become the number one in the world in the legal sense long ago. But it is not too late now, the whole world still has time to posthumously crown him, ask him to sit on the throne and be crowned king.” "

Neville and Giggs each took a sip of non-alcoholic beer[1] in the gesture of crossing glasses amidst the booing of other teammates and staff, and then laughed at the same time.

"Okay, Leo," Neville turned his head away, although he didn't drink alcohol, his face was still very red, as if he was really drunk, "If you say that, Cristiano will blush— —Cristiano, will you?"

Cristiano shook his head holding the trophy.

Laughter broke out in the room, and the others laughed at Cristiano's shyness and walked away.

Ferdinand coughed loudly a few times, asking everyone to be quiet and to continue listening.

"After Napoleon conquered the continent, the Pope crossed thousands of miles to crown him, and now FIFA and the French have the opportunity to establish him after Manchester United's Ronaldo," Ferdinand continued.

There was singing in the room this time, and the rest of Manchester United sang Cristiano's name in the tune of the fans.

"It's not over--" I once questioned whether Manchester United bought Ronaldo by someone, questioned whether Ronaldo was really worth 500 million pounds as a child of seventeen or eighteen, even until Ronaldo was in his Champions League. In the face of achievements such as scoring goals in the first show, I once thought that he would only become the best player in Europe. But now I have to happily admit that I was wrong." After reading this, Ferdinand stopped with ulterior motives.

There was a loud booing from the room, indignant at Mr Ferdinand's ulterior motives.

At this time, Ferdinand seemed to feel that he was valued, and continued his reading contentedly.

"Manchester United's Ronaldo has now used his performance in this game to legislate himself, and his statutes order FIFA to award him the No. , It makes sense.” Ferdinand skipped a large paragraph of meaningless game plot narrative in the middle, and read the ending directly, “Manchester United’s Ronaldo, as Jazz said, is always perfect, everyone knows.””

The last few words of Ferdinand deliberately imitated the dramatic tone, intending to increase the legendary color of this passage-although the imitation was not very successful, the intention was still conveyed.

Giggs took the lead and began to whistle and stamp his feet.

The old wooden floor of the restaurant is overwhelmed and sighs for his host to entertain such a group of psychos.

"Who is this reporter?" Rooney leaned forward and tried to see the signature on the newspaper Ferdinand was holding up. "What he said is too exaggerated. Although I am a member of Manchester United, I feel blushing—— Nothing else, Cristiano, you are my good friend, but this article is too much."

Cristiano shrugged, "You have to get used to it, it will become routine in the future."

Rooney made a face.

"Oh, this reporter often interviews Manchester United." Ferdinand noticed the signature of this article at this time. He jumped off the chair and pointed the name to Rooney who came to watch again, "I have an impression of him. There’s a column on the Premier League. I’ve heard United staff mention him a lot.”

A staff member poked his head over, "On the day of Cristiano's Champions League debut, he was doing an interview at Old Trafford. After he went back, he bragged about it. Several years have passed, but the intensity of his admiration has not been heard by Cristiano. Nuo's performance dropped."【2】

"That means I'm not improving fast enough!" Cristiano said loudly, "After all, he doesn't write very well!"

Then Cristiano's curly hair was attacked by countless hands, and the owners of the hands laughed and laughed at Cristiano.

"Come on Cristiano, you're proud - 'my performance deserves better praise', that's what you mean, right?Admit it, I was right! "Someone said so.

"You're right, Cristiano is always like that, but 'Oh, God, what to do? I like him like this' - Jazz must say that, bet? ’ another echoed his friend louder.

"No bet, my dear Mr Sterling, you have more 'absolute authority' than Stalin in this matter. "The third voice jokingly borrowed the other party's surname-a bit lame, but it still drew laughter from the others.

In the end, the reliable captain Neville saved Cristiano's teddy hair - Mr. Neville stood on the chair, cleared his throat, and tapped a glass in his hand with a small fork .

This meant that the captain had something to say, so whether they liked it or not, everyone slowly quieted down and waited for him to speak.

Cristiano touched his hair carefully—he felt sadly that his hair seemed to be thinner after the catastrophic event just now.

"Honor belongs to the past," Neville said sternly.

The onlookers booed dissatisfiedly, "Come on, Gary, you have to keep us happy for 24 hours." - Mr. Giggs, the embodiment of justice, said this, and got a murmur of approval from the crowd.

Neville ignored it.

"Manchester United is always proud and our aim will always be to liven up its name," Neville continued. "The joy of winning the title is just for us to remember how happy we were when we succeeded and to be part of our next success." drive for success."

Cliché... Everyone present slandered at the same time, but it happened to be a speech that could not be refuted, and everyone could only listen to it.

"Cristiano, tell me what you think, what do you think about next season, or yourself personally." Neville said this, but he didn't actually think about what to say, he just thought it was necessary to A conversation to motivate everyone to do better next season.

But United have won everything that matters, so what else?A three-peat Premier League title?That certainly sounds good, but it doesn't seem exciting enough either.What else?Defending the Champions League?

No, it's impossible, a voice in Neville's heart said that the Champions League has been restructured for 16 years, and no team can defend the title.Even if this is not a curse, it must be some kind of law or something.

Cristiano carefully placed the trophy on the table before jumping on the chair too.

He looked down at everyone, and for a few seconds, that feeling blended with the feeling of receiving the award after the final, which actually gave Cristiano the illusion of overlooking everything.

Cristiano paused, pulling himself back to reality.

"Gary is right, we always have to remember that we have to move on." Cristiano said, "My personal goal is very simple, I just want to be the best player in Europe and the world, and I am not only this year To do it, I want to always be the best one - there is nothing to talk about. But I don't agree with the "conquest" that the reporter said, I haven't conquered yet, I won't retire, I won't get the final evaluation, I have conquered nothing. "

"We are all the same in this matter. What we want is not short-lived victory, success like fireworks, what we want is to be remembered by history and future generations. We have to be immortal and eternal, and that is conquest , We can only know whether we have conquered Europe and the world only when we get the "final evaluation". "

The people below looked at each other in blank dismay, and even Neville was surprised by this passage.

"I want to do what no one has done before, and I want to create a brilliance for Manchester United that no one has ever built before, and that future generations will not be able to achieve." Cristiano continued, "Defending the Premier League title is just a small thing, and I have more important things to do. desire."

The Nevilles seemed to foresee something, and they looked at each other again, but this time the difference was that Cristiano stopped and waited for their reaction.

"Cristiano, what do you want?" Giggs finally said, "God, don't, don't tell me... that... that is too..."

"Why? Ryan, I just want to tell you, and I want to tell everyone." Cristiano said, "I want to defend the Champions League for Manchester United-I want to leave for Manchester United what the predecessors failed to complete, and future generations cannot surpass. achievements."

"I want Manchester United to become the first team to defend the title since the restructuring of the Champions League, and I want her glorious name to remain indelible in the history of the Champions League forever."

"I invite you to do this with me. Together, and with Manchester United, our names will become immortal and eternal."