Sao Paulo, Brazil.

"Okay, today's training ends here, everyone can go back!" The assistant coach whistled and announced that the training class for today was completed.

Kaka walked from the training ground to the locker room wearing sweat, but met an old friend at the door.

"Hi! Kaka!"

Hearing someone calling him, Kaka turned around and shouted in surprise: "Mr. Leonardo? Why are you here?"

The visitor is the former Brazilian national team player, AC Milan midfielder Leonardo. He blinked at Kaka: "I have good news to tell you, but before that, you have to take a shower. It's uncomfortable to sweat all over, haha!"

Kaka took off his training suit embarrassedly, "Okay, you'll wait for me outside for a while." After that, he got into the locker room and went to take a shower and change his clothes.

Leonardo and Kaka met in São Paulo. At that time, Leonardo, who was about to retire, returned to Brazil and played for the São Paulo club for a short time. Kaka happened to enter São Paulo at that time. The two families were similar, both belonged to the middle class, believed in Christianity, and they were both handsome guys, so their relationship naturally became closer than others. Whether in the competition or during regular training, Leonardo gave Kaka a lot of help, allowing him to avoid many detours.

The sound of water is so loud, Kaka doesn't know what good news Leonardo has to tell him. The senior has signed with AC Milan again this season. He should be in Milan, Italy. What should he do when he runs back to Brazil?

Half an hour later, Kaka changed into a clean dress and sat in a cafe opposite the club with Leonardo.

"It's like this." Leonardo stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, and the fragrance was everywhere. "You all know that I've returned to Milan this season and signed a contract with AC Milan Club."

Kaka nodded: "I saw you attending the press conference with Milan's jersey on TV."

"Haha! Do you think I'm crazy? I'm still going to play in the Italian league at such an age?"

Kaka did not answer this question positively: "To be honest, I was really surprised when I heard that you joined AC Milan. But I think you must have your consideration when you go back."

"You are very smart." Leonardo took a sip of coffee, "Ha! I always think that Brazil's coffee is the most delicious in the world, and the coffee in this cafe opposite the club is the most delicious in Brazil! Tsk tsk!"

"That's because you're used to drinking it." Kaka smiled.

"Yes! I've been drinking coffee here since I started my career until I later transferred to Milan... Kaka, tell me, what kind of club do you think AC Milan is?"

Kaka thought for a while: "A great club."

"Great, well. Would you like to let you play for Milan?"

"I...ah? Sir, you mean..." Kaka was a little surprised.

"Haha, everyone thinks I am a lunatic, and it's embarrassing to go to Italy when I'm so old. But have you seen me play in the game? In fact, it's just a guise to go to Milan as a player. The club used this action to express a concept, connecting Milan and Brazil more closely. My main responsibility is to travel between Milan and Brazil to discover rookies for the club. I've shown them the video of your game in China." Leonardo stopped the spoon that had been stirring the coffee and looked at Kaka and said.

"them?"

"Milan Board Chairman, Club Manager, Coaching Team Member."

Kaka's eyes widened wider.

"They are unanimously optimistic about you, so this time I came to convey a message to you: AC Milan Club hopes to introduce you." Leonardo finally expressed the purpose of his trip.

Joining AC Milan? Kaka was stunned. AC Milan actually came to him! A year and a half ago, when he and his father went door to try out for the Brazilian team, they never thought that they would be today: AC Milan hopes to introduce him!

"This...is this news true? Ah, I don't doubt you, it's just that it's too sudden and incredible, I can't believe it..." Kaka was a little incoherent.

"I have a handwritten letter from Milan President Berlusconi to Chairman Sao Paulo, saying that I hope to introduce the player Kaka from your club. Do you want to see it?"

Kaka waved his hand quickly: "I believe in you."

"So any doubts now? Kaka."

"I, I think I have to discuss with my parents. This is a big deal. And my agent..."

"Your agent, when you agree, I will go to him to talk to you. I believe he is unwilling to give up this opportunity, right? I will wait for your news in this place tomorrow and say hello to your family on my behalf." Leonardo lowered his head and took a sip of coffee.

"Don't you go to my house for dinner with me? My parents, and Little Reitch, want to see you again."

"Haha!" Leonardo looked around the small cafe. "The coffee here is so delicious. I want to drink a few more cups." He stretched and leaned on the back of the chair very comfortably. "Go back, it will be too late to worry your parents."

In fact, Kaka's parents were already worried. Kaka usually went home after training. Kaka stayed very close to Molonbi Stadium and only took fifteen minutes to walk. But today, half an hour has passed, Kaka still has not returned home.

Just as his father was about to find him, Kaka entered the house.

"Huh? Are you back?" Mom was about to put on her coat on her father when she heard the door ringing and found that it was Kaka.

"Well, I met Mr. Leonardo." Kaka responded while changing his shoes, "We talked together for a while, so we're late."

The father stood up and looked at Kaka, then turned around and walked back. The mother handed the coat in her hand to her father and walked towards the restaurant: "It's good to come back, everyone is worried. The food is cold, I'll go and heat it up..."

"Mom, I want to play football in AC Milan."

The mother turned her head and looked at her son in surprise: "Where?"

My father, mother, and younger brother Reich, the family sat around the dining table, and the food on it was still cold, and my mother had not had time to heat them up.

"Have you promised Mr. Leonardo?" his father asked Kaka opposite him.

Kaka shook her head: "I said this matter needs to be discussed with you."

The father nodded in praise. He is a Chinese. Although he has married and had children in Brazil and has a Brazilian nationality, he is still very traditional in his bones. He, the parent, should be the main idea of ​​major family affairs. "What about you?"

"I want to go to Milan." Kaka answered firmly.

"Lini, I know you want to go to a bigger and better place. But Sao Paulo took you in and trained you when you first returned to Brazil. You had just played for it for a season and left. It was not great. You are still young, and I think it would be better for you to train in China for a few years before going out." The father lit a cigarette for himself and told Kaka. In Brazil, it is normal for a person to have one or even several nicknames. Many people like to call him nicknames instead of his original name. For example, Bailey, who is well-known to everyone, is a nickname, and his large number has long been forgotten... But Kaka's father doesn't like this. He believes that the surname was inherited by his father and the name is part of the blood. Therefore, although the name "Kaka" has become a household name, he still calls his son "Lini".

"Dad, it's because I'm still young that I'm going to go out even more! When I get old, I won't want you anymore!" Kaka knew that he was going to arrange his way for him again, which is what he hates the most.

"I know, you have not performed well in the last few games, are in a bad mood, and want to change the environment. But in many cases, you must persist..."

"Dad! My poor performance has nothing to do with my condition, because the coach must let me play forward. There is no problem with making a guest appearance occasionally, but I play forward in five consecutive games, and I don't like this! I told the coach, but he said that Biano was injured, and he thought that only I was the most suitable. But the position I like was the front midfielder. Dad, you always like to arrange the path for me, and you will teach me every step I take! But I am not young anymore, I am already twenty years old. Do I have no right to choose?"

"You have it, but society is dangerous, and what you choose may not be right. Parents will naturally have to check for their children."

The two were excited and both spoke directly in Chinese. The younger brother Ratch could only understand simple Chinese. The two spoke too fast and he couldn't hear anything clearly: "Mom, what are the brother and dad talking?"

Mom patted Reach's head: "It's nothing, they are discussing whether to eat barbecue or Chinese food tonight."

"At least, when I went to China alone, I would never regret this choice! I have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. Even if there are mistakes, it is a necessary price for my growth! Dad, do you dare say that you have never made any mistakes or fallen into trouble?"

Kaka's rhetoric question stopped his father. He didn't say anything for a long time, and the room was so quiet that it was scary. After a long time, the father sighed: "If you have a father, you must have a son! Simone, go and heat up the dishes and let's have a meal."

Seeing that his father did not answer his question, Kaka did not say whether he would support him in the end: "Dad..."

His father waved his hand and interrupted him: "After dinner, accompany me to the garden to enjoy the moon."

Kaka glanced at his father suspiciously, and couldn't say anything else, so he had to wait for the meal to start.

Except for Rechi who is still naughty and never eats a meal seriously, Kaka and his father don't talk.

Kaka was thinking about that thing and felt nothing. He took a few bites of food and got up: "I'm full." Then he walked to the garden and sat in a chair waiting for his father.

Kaka looked up at the sky. Today's moon was neither round nor bright, and had no appreciation value. He really didn't understand why his father said it to enjoy the moon.

"The weather is good today, and tomorrow will be a good day."

Kaka turned around and saw his father standing behind him, looking up at the sky.

"Dad, that thing..."

"Haha, let me think about it. When I was eighteen, I left my hometown in Shandong and went around because I was dissatisfied with my parents' arrangements for me and imposed their will on me. When I was twenty-one, I came to Brazil. In this way, you really deserve to be my son and have the same temper!" My father sat down next to Kaka.

"Well, since you are also for this reason, why do you still stop me?"

"Son, do you know? How much hardship did I suffer after leaving my hometown? At that time, the country was not good, and I was unwilling to go home - that would mean I gave in - Hey! You are young, so naive!" The father smiled dryly, "Later, he came to Brazil with a group of people, planted crops for the owner of the manor, dug gold mines, and opened a Chinese restaurant for a while, but it was very unsuccessful, so I had to start over. Son, you know how difficult it is for a Chinese to speak in a foreign country to make a living! It is precisely because of my willfulness that I have suffered so much that I hope that my children will not repeat the same mistakes!"

"But have you succeeded now? You have your own estate and your own factory."

"That's because your father has a stubborn temper! When his business is losing money, the creditor asks for money every day, but no one of his former friends can find them. At that time, I felt that God was against me. I didn't believe in evil! So I went back to plant crops, mine, and work for others... Then I met your mother, and we worked together, and it took decades to make a small achievement." My father spoke passionately, maybe it was because he recalled the years of entrepreneurship in the past.

"Did you regret it when you were in the most difficult time?" Kaka seemed fascinated.

"Repent? That's for sure! But does regret work? Can you still turn back? No matter how hard or tired you are, you have to bear it alone! So, son, do you understand why dad has arranged everything for you? Which parent doesn't want their children to live better than them? I hope their children will no longer suffer and suffer? Hope..."

Kaka smiled: "Dad, I decided to go to Milan and I won't wait a few more years later. This is the path I chose, just like when you left your hometown and came to Brazil. You may encounter many difficulties, but I won't look back."

"Why?"

"Because I am your son, Dad! I have the same blood as you."

The father looked at Kaka. His son had really grown up and his wings were hard, so he was about to leave his parents and fly... "Okay, I don't object, you go! But remember, when you have nothing, you still have a home. Don't be like your father, you haven't been back after you come out. Now that you want to go back, there are probably only broken bricks and tiles left in the old house..."

The next day, Leonardo learned from Kaka that there was no problem with his personal and family, and the rest was to contact Kaka's agent and the Sao Paulo club. However, Kaka didn't need to worry about the matter between them. He just needed to sign the final contract - of course, if Kaka could trust him, the big brother.

However, this process is not as easy as Leonardo thought at the beginning. The Sao Paulo club was not willing to let go of the current top star. Fabiano was injured, and Sao Paulo was just right for Kaka. However, Milan did not want to pay too much transfer fee for Kaka, and the negotiations between the two sides were at a deadlock from the beginning.

Kaka's condition is inevitably affected by this situation, and Sao Paulo's performance also rises and falls with Kaka's condition. Leonardo found Kaka and asked him to keep his mentality calm: "If you continue in such a bad state, then Milan will definitely not want you. Don't think about transfers now, kick the ball under your feet well and speak with your own strength."

Leonardo knew how bumpy the road from Brazil to Europe was. Kaka must be clear about this, otherwise he would not have developed much. Brazilian players' travel to Europe is not always accompanied by flowers, but they have to endure the terrible loneliness and adapt to unfamiliar environments. Even geniuses are not easy to walk.
Chapter completed!