Hearing Pato's words, Long Yu was stunned.

"What have you always wanted to say to me? You could have just said it earlier. Why do you have to wait until now?"

Pazzini next to him muttered something softly.

"Long, Brazilians are more open-minded and don't shy away from male-to-male relationships. He might..."

"Get out of here!"

Long Yu kicked Pazzini away!

Pato also trembled with fright: "What, otherwise I wouldn't say it..."

Long Yu: "Are you cooperating just to play with me? You talk for a while and don't talk for a while? If you don't say it, I will beat you!"

Looking at Long Yu who was pretending to wave his fist, Pato took a chance and got closer to him.

Then.

Slowly take off your shirt.

Pazzini: "Look! Long! What did I just say! He is going to be exciting!!!"

Long Yu: "Pazzini! Get out of here!!!"

After kicking Pazzini away, Long Yu took a step back despite the fact that the latter screamed in pain.

"Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Pato didn't answer, he went directly over and put his jersey on Pato's body.

"As a striker, no one dislikes No. 9, and you must be the same.

"I've realized this since you came to Milan.

"Especially since my current condition is extremely poor, and you were recruited by Coach Allegri.

"You deserve this number more than I do.

"I said without any secret today that after you came to Milan, I even went to the board of directors and strongly expressed that I would not give up No. 9!

"But in the end, you didn't choose this number.

"You chose number 79.

"I know you do it to respect me.

"Because of this, I am very grateful to you.

"As I say goodbye today, I would like to solemnly thank you.

"Thank you for showing me respect! Thank you!

"After I leave, I hope you can wear my No. 9 jersey instead.

"I have given you the number of Milan's strongest center back.

"My brother from China, I wish you all the best in the future and continue to help Milan destroy the city!"

Let Pato put the jersey on himself, Long Yu coughed lightly: "It's a bit tight..."

At this time, Robinho, who was next to him, also came over.

"Long, you said before that you like the No. 7 jersey the most.

"When you came to Milan, I thought the same thing as Pato.

"I thought you were going to take my number, but you didn't.

"That's it for now. I would like to express my gratitude to you."

Long Yu took off Pato's small jersey, still wearing his own No. 79, and hugged the two of them.

"It's okay, no matter what number I wear, it won't affect my goals, haha!"

Pato asked curiously: "By the way, what is the meaning of your choice of jersey No. 79?"

Long Yu: "Yes, it has a meaning."

Robinho: "Does it mean you own the No. 7 and No. 9 jerseys at the same time?"

Long Yu: "No, I chose No. 79 to tell everyone - I alone am more awesome than No. 7 and No. 9 combined!"

Pato: "..."

Robinho: "..."

Long Yu: "I didn't mention you two! Hahahaha!"

In January 2013, Pato passed away.

The former Milan genius, Rufeng Young, left the city of Milan.

Countless Milan fans have high hopes for him, hoping that he can become the new leading star after Kaká and return to Brazil.

What will happen to him in the future?

No one knows.

At the airport, Pato joked to Chang Ming and Long Yu who came to see them off.

"I like China so much, I might go to play in the Chinese League one day, hahahaha!"

Long Yu: "How is that possible? Hahahaha!"

How can it be?

Nothing in this world is impossible...

Seeing Pato leave, Long Yu, who had been smiling just now, suddenly felt sad.

"Da Ming, do you think one day, we will also be in this situation?"

"What situation?"

"The talent is exhausted, and I have no choice but to leave the European League, feeling sad."

"Yes."

"Are you so sure???"

"When I went to Boca on loan from Barcelona, ​​the situation was similar to Pato's now."

"Oh, that's right. The captain of the Barcelona B team, which attracts everyone's attention, went to South America to play football. It is indeed a bit like that..."

"Yes, Xiaolong, and Pato's starting point is much higher than ours. We have never won the European Golden Boy Award."

"Don't even think about it. How can an Asian get it in European football? Absolutely impossible."

"So, even the golden boy can leave, what is impossible for us?"

"Da Ming, leaving or staying is something we cannot control. All we can do is train seriously, maintain condition, and improve our strength. Only in this way can we ensure that we can maintain a place in the highly competitive European football world for a long time."

"You're right! My blood is boiling now!"

"How about we train now?"

"No problem! But how do you train at the airport?"

"Let's run home."

"You're crazy! The airport is nearly a hundred kilometers away from home. Do you want me to miss the next game?"

"It's okay. When you get tired of running, take a taxi and see who gives in first."

"It's not fair! You can compete with me in fighting if you can!"

"I won't! Run!"

The two young men, one behind the other, flew all the way north.

During this winter transfer period, Pato and Emmanuelson left.

But some people left and others came, and the new reinforcements were in place the next day.

On the training ground, a big black player stood next to Allegri in front of everyone.

This young man's face was full of rebelliousness, and his white eyes looked particularly bulging against his dark skin.

Facing his new teammates in Milan, his expression remained cold, without any hint of goodwill.

Many Milan players whispered.

Allegri introduces to everyone.

"Mario Balotelli, Italian, born in 1990, forward.

"I think all of you should know something about him.

"He played next door to us from 2006 to 2010 and was a famous talent in Italy.

"Then he moved to Manchester City and performed very well in the Premier League.

"In the future, he will compete with us in Serie A and Europe. I hope everyone can help him integrate into the team as soon as possible.
To be continued...