[football] this god

"That was a great pass of yours, Leo."

After the game, Ronaldinho went out of his way to find Leo.

Leo wasn't bland and distant as usual, he showed some surprise that was just right for his age, "Really? You really think so?"

Ronaldinho nodded, seeming to find Leo's reaction amused, "Your passing has always been great, isn't that very obvious?"

"I thought you'd think I had extra dribbling." Leo didn't say "someone said that", but it was clear that anyone could hear "someone said that".

But fortunately, Ronaldinho doesn't have much interest in the struggle between people, so he didn't ask any questions that would embarrass Leo.

He just shook his head and patted Leo on the shoulder, "I've thought about it before—but I don't think it's a mistake you're going to make. I know you're a good player with great vision and passing ability. Can't believe you can make a mistake like that. So I went back and rewatched the game."

Ronaldinho is different from Manchester United's Ronaldo, he is a well-known hedonist, he likes to live some happy life, so if he is willing to watch the game video for someone, that is indeed a great thing thing.

Leo looked into Ronaldinho's eyes and didn't speak.

"That's when I realized that you don't think about 'opportunity' the same way everyone else does. "Ronaldinho probably realized that Leo was waiting for him, so he continued, "You think you will get better and easier shots after dribbling, but others don't think so-they think Your chances before passing are good enough.Or……"

Ronaldinho stopped there, thought for a moment, then shook his head, "I can't say, but I guess they just can't imagine what you see. Or, they don't believe what you see— - It happened now, Leo, so I said, Ronaldo is important to you."

Leo froze for a moment, he didn't expect Ronaldinho to suddenly mention Ronaldo.

"But I think you can stick to your own opinion..." Ronaldinho just thought of the name suddenly, but obviously Ronaldo had nothing to do with what they were talking about, so he just mentioned it and wanted to start again. Back to business.

But what he didn't expect was that Leo thought that the business was irrelevant.

——Of course he will stick to his own opinion, which does not need encouragement from others at all.Because he knows he is always right.

"You mean Ronaldo? Why do you think he is important to me?" Leo asked suddenly.

Ronaldinho was caught off guard, and he was stunned for a while, "Him? I just think you need an opponent."

"To promote me?" Leo pressed—and that would be interesting.Ronaldinho looked at him thoughtfully, Leo was never obsessed with anyone or anything not related to football.

"That's not true," Ronaldinho dismissed the claim. "Uh... no, that's sort of it. But that's not the most important part - Leo, that's not the point."

Leo was silent for a while, as if he was thinking and weighing something.

Ronaldinho didn't rush him.

"It is." Leo finally spoke again. "This is the point - why is Ronaldo important to me? I want to know this."

He didn't ask, didn't ask the other party if he was willing to speak, he pushed the social process directly to the "unrejectable" step-Ronaldinho was surprised, but after thinking about it, he seemed to feel that he didn't need to be surprised.

Leo is always polite and gentle, but what he hates the most from playing football to daily life is that others make decisions for him-he doesn't need others to teach him when to pass the ball, and he doesn't need others to push his life.Even if he does need it sometimes, he also hopes that it comes from his own "request".

"He will let you know that you are not going the wrong way. It's like a donkey friend who meets on the same road as a person's free travel." Ronaldinho said-he thought Leo would continue to ask, but Leo Not this time, "but I think maybe he's more important than a guy who's going to break up soon."

In fact, Leo was silent for about half a minute.

"I have an acquaintance," Leo said when he spoke again. "He knows me well too. Maybe he's what you're talking about... Excuse me, what's the matter? Oh, yes, donkey."— Acquaintances, coincidentally, Leo and Ronaldo have chosen the same words to describe each other.

It's just that Ronaldo had "old grievances" at the time, while Leo didn't want to share them with others.

"That's good too." Although Ronaldinho couldn't figure out what this matter had to do with what they were talking about before, he still followed Leo's words.

He is in a good mood today and is willing to chat with the children.

"We have always had a good relationship. Although we don't talk about everything, I think it's still close." Leo rarely uses the word "close" to describe the interpersonal relationships in his life-he doesn't seem to be close. Like someone who keeps "close" with someone.

"Recently he has a new friend. They are colleagues." Leo described, "His colleague is not very good, but he likes him very much-they will go to the movies and eat together. Then, he now And a girlfriend."

Ronaldinho expressed his heartfelt condolences to the man for associating the word "girlfriend" with a masculine "he".

He's clearly not paying attention to the colleague part at all.

"Then what?" he asked.

"I found that I couldn't face him anymore," Leo said frankly.

"I wouldn't be able to face it if it were me." Ronaldinho's attention was completely caught by the "girlfriend" - he looked at Leo sympathetically, "It's nothing, Leo, married and Men who are about to get married are scary, they can no longer just go out and drink beer with old guys, play futsal or just sit in the coffee bar on the street and watch the people go by like when they are single Pretty girl - I can't face those pathetic men either."

"They are all fools. They don't understand that the value of life lies in freedom, and the only way to freedom is to be single." Ronaldinho sighed and patted Leo on the shoulder, his face full of pain, "Leo, you The stupidest thing you can do is to bind your whole life to another person - that is tantamount to suicide. And suicide is not condoned by God."

……

Promoting singleness can be incorporated into religious theories, and Leo feels that Ronaldinho can establish a cult by himself on the issue of promoting singleness.

"I don't know why, I'm very angry." Leo was noncommittal about Ronaldinho's views on marriage, he just bit his lip and said slowly, "When I heard that he had a girlfriend I'm angry - but it doesn't make sense. That's his business, not mine at all."

He's angry, he doesn't know what he's angry about - but it seems like the mere word "girlfriend" is getting him really upset.

He's honest about his emotions, but the emotions aren't honest with him—it refuses to give him a reason.

Mr. Ronaldinho vehemently refuted this point of view, "Of course you should be angry! How can it be irrelevant? You should save him, Leo, you should save a pathetic man! You are doing it for his wrongdoing." Compete and get angry! This is a friend!"

Leo's mouth twitched.

"Okay... But it is true that some people fall into the trap of marriage happily. So you'd better bless him at this time..." Ronaldinho succumbed to social rules and human norms, "After all... I Sometimes I also reflect on it, maybe people have different definitions of freedom and happiness."

Leo shook his head, "I don't want to bless him."—Oops, he was too frank today, frighteningly frank.

He felt a little regretful, he lowered his head and awkwardly dug out a small candy box from his backpack, and took out an olive from it to play with in his mouth - he didn't really want to eat olives, he just felt a little bit for his honesty. At a loss.

But the good news is that Ronaldinho doesn't realize the real meaning behind such sentiments - so he doesn't find such candor disturbing.

"That's normal," Ronaldinho sighed again. "After all, you're about to lose a friend—it's hard for a man with a partner to have as much fun with you as he used to."

"So, is it normal for me to feel?" Leo was not interested in this big set of rhetoric at all, he only wanted to know the part that he cared about.

"Of course. It's perfectly normal, you're just feeling a little bit sad because you realize you're going to lose a good friend - but it's okay, Leo, you'll get over it. You just need a little time to get used to it." Rona Mr. Cardinho is proud of his excellent ability to "understand people", "you will meet new good friends, and then ... you know, if a person disappears from your social circle for a long time, you will soon be will forget him."

Leo thought for a while, and felt that what Ronaldinho said made sense.

He decides to forgive a fool who has fallen into the abyss--a required lesson for a magnanimous man.

Leo told himself so.

Yes, he will forgive Ronaldo, he has no intention of forgetting him or letting him disappear from his social circle.

The author has something to say: [Thank you, Xiao Man, for the cover picture of fried chicken like it] [Add three days of jokes and a stalk to thank you] [Mini Frontier Road 3]

Two days ago, I went home to babysit for my dad, so I didn't have time to continue telling the story.

My dad can't even change diapers, can you believe it?

I feel sorry for myself.

How did you survive that year?

anyway.

We talked about Uncle Neuer last time.

Everyone knows that during the finals, my father fed Uncle Buffon and Uncle Buffon again.

I feel sorry for Uncle Buffon.

Such an old man...

After the game, I saw Uncle Buffon standing on the sidelines almost crying, and I felt very sad.

So I went over to tug on his gloves, trying to comfort him.

Uncle Buffon was very excited to see me.

——I know that I will become a greater player than my dad, but because my dad has almost all the statistics that a forward can brush, so all I can do is keep him clean.

Uncle Buffon burst into tears again.

—You will give me the gloves, and then this will be our little secret.

It's all routine, I understand it all.

Uncle Buffon took off his gloves and stuffed them into my hands, hugging me and weeping old tears from the last century.

- I will avenge the goalkeepers all over Europe.

I patted Uncle Buffon on the back to comfort him.

—Chris, what are you doing there?

Dad took advantage of the gap between hugging with other people and yelled at me.

——Don't be mad at your Grandpa Buffon over there.

he said aloud.

10

——I'm only 39!Guess who of us will retire first!

Uncle Buffon let go of me angrily and shouted at Dad.