"Mr. Luo, tell me about your father." Zhuo Yang said.
C Luo was not surprised by Zhuo Yang's jumping topic. He just replied casually: "A drunkard, what is there to say."
"Every father is a hero in the eyes of his children. Mr. Luo, you are no exception. Let me tell you. I have never met Uncle Luo, tell me."
"My surname is not Luo, and my father is not Luo either." C Luo explained that C Luo's surname is 'Avelo', and his full name is Cristiano Ronaldo dos Santos Avelo.
"Why don't you eat?" Zhuo Yang certainly knew that C Luo was not surnamed Luo, just like he knew that Kaka was not surnamed Ka. But he still liked to call that. Zhuo Yang also always called C Luo's mother, Lady Avelo, "Luo"
Aunt'.
I, a tall and noble "Zhuo" from the ancient Chinese royal family, was called "John" by you, the bad European streets. Have I found fault?
Seeing that Ronaldo did not answer, Zhuo Yang did not ask again. He suddenly felt like he wanted to drink something. He couldn't figure out if he was really thirsty, or would he want to see Elena's waist that seemed to be able to talk.
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A girl who is a model is amazing. She just stands there casually and is just a capital 's'. She walks even more exaggeratedly, s, ∮, §, reverse s, ∮, §, all kinds of twists.
Bevli was like this before.
"Old Zhuo, how old are you, you started playing football?" Ronaldo spoke, interrupting Zhuo Yang's thoughts about the symbols.
"For professional football, it only started at the age of 17, but I started playing by myself when I was four, and basically played every day," said Zhuo Yang.
C Luo was silent for another ten seconds and said, "I only started practicing to pull the ball when I was almost seven years old. I had never played before."
This is a bit awesome. Zhuo Yang is a person in the professional football circle. He knows very well that if he can play in the five major leagues, one of them is counted as one, and he falls in love with football when he is three or four years old.
Just like playing the piano, you must have the skills of a boy. You can start practicing with a little older. It’s not that you can’t play, but it’s difficult to play to achieve a high level.
With the Portuguese football atmosphere, Ronaldo started playing football at the age of seven, which only means that he didn't like it before he was seven. For children, liking it is talent.
C Luo and Zhuo Yang knew differently. They were the grandson of the old principal after Liu Fan was abducted and trafficked. Liu Langdong had never played football before he was ten years old because he had no chance to come into contact with him, but when he was ten years old, he was
After Zhuo Yang became enlightened, he fell in love with him obsessedly, and his football skills improved rapidly.
This is talent, and this heartfelt love is talent. Obviously, at least Ronaldo, before the age of seven, does not have this kind of football talent.
"It was my dad who forced me to play football." C Ronaldo said: "It's not okay if he didn't play. After he found a job as a equipment administrator in my hometown's amateur club, he began to force me to play football."
Luo's father licked his son who had just started practicing to get the ball and stuffed him into the club's children's echelon. It is conceivable how much ridicule and ridicule Cristiano Ronaldo was in the team at that time.
He became the target of everyone's bullying because he was kicking it badly. C Luo said that he hated his father to death at that time and was also very inferior. Even when Luo's father told others everywhere, 'My son will definitely be the most important thing.
The good star, also thought by Ronaldo, was deliberately mocked after he got drunk.
"When I was three years old, I was thinking about my relationship with the universe on the steps on the streets of Funchal and the true meaning of life. I don't believe that anyone else was more profound than me so early." C Luo said: "So I
I don’t like reading because the people who write those books are not as profound as me, so why do I read them?"
I have to say that Ronaldo in Funchal, Madeira, is a strange child.
"I have thought that other children are idiots since I was a child, so they like to play football, so I don't play, but in the end I was forced to kick it by my dad."
Mr. Luo’s reputation among the neighbors is not good, and he has no ability. Except for God who has given him a handsome face, he is doing very ordinary and even considered a coward. Few people can respect him, and even have the ability to understand.
The son of the universe looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.
But something that happened suddenly changed Ronaldo's view of his father.
The seven-year-old Ronaldo is a thin little boy, with beautiful eyes and a little courage. On a stormy night with a dark and dark moon, he was blocked by a homeless man on a remote corner when he was late.
There was no adventure sold to him in "The Palm of Tathagata".
Ronaldo escaped, ran home and hid and cried. After his mother asked about the reason, Ronaldo did not expect that his father, who was always cowardly and timid, took out the saber he brought back from Africa and rushed out of the house.
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Dad Luo chased the homeless man and chopped three streets. He had never cut down people, nor did he run fast, but he just kept chasing and chopping.
After hearing the news, the police car arrived and rescued a homeless man, otherwise he would have been dismantled by Dad Luo.
From then on, Funchal knew that there was a drunkard in the Avelo family who dared to chase and chop people. No one dared to laugh at the father and son anymore.
From then on, Ronaldo knew that there was someone in this world who could kill people for him.
"He is indeed an alcoholic, but he is also the only alcoholic in the world who can kill people for me. He is my father."
Zhuo Yang was stunned when he heard this. He could have thought that Ronaldo had such a thrilling experience in his childhood.
From then on, Mr. Luo was still drunk all day long, but Ronaldo's football became rapid, and soon the little Funchal couldn't hold him down. When he went to the giant Manchester United at the age of 18, he laughed at him.
Those people are still playing football inexplicably in Funchal.
But just as Ronaldo was about to reach the peak, Dad Luo drank himself to death.
"Lao Zhuo, I also want him to accept the cheers of tens of thousands of people in the stands like your dad. Even if he is an alcoholic, I love him. But... I don't have a chance."
C Luo was a little choked, but he covered it up very well and could hardly hear it. Zhuo Yang also pretended not to hear it.
"Mr. Luo, your dad is awesome than you." It was only when Ronaldo's mood was estimated to calm down that Zhuo Yang began to express his opinions.
"Why? Does he dare to chop people?"
"No, it's because your dad has more vision than you?"
"How could he have more vision than me? Drinking eyes?"
Zhuo Yang said: "You said just now that when you were seven years old, you didn't think you were a good player to play football, but only your dad insisted that you would definitely be the best one."
"Mr. Luo, sooner or later, you will become the greatest star in Portugal. But in this perspective, you are not even as good as your father."
C Luo stood there and blinked his eyes for a long time: "Asking... it's true."
"In our Chinese philosophy, there are often thousands of horses, but Bo Le is not often. Mr. Luo, you are a thousand miles of horses, but it is not uncommon. Your father is truly awesome because he is Bo Le."
Chapter completed!