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Chapter 520 The Brazilian named Ronaldo(2/2)

Ronaldo is Ronaldo, you never know when this guy is going to explode.

The reason why great stars are called stars is because their flash of inspiration is enough to change the game.

Li Ang planned to take advantage of the dead ball opportunity to teach the players on the field face-to-face instructions and strengthen the marking of Ronaldo.

However, things are changing rapidly on the football field. Just before his tactical adjustment instructions were issued, something happened on the field.

Real Madrid controlled the ball in the midfield, and after Figo took two steps, he passed the ball to Ronaldo.

Ronaldo receives the ball and faces the goal.

This time, it was still Pepe who blocked him.

Facing this interceptor, the Brazilian stepped on his bicycle continuously.

"Cycling!" D'Agostino shouted. "Unfortunately, Ronaldo is not as fast as he used to be."

"Old fat Ronaldo!" Pepe looked at the man in front of him, the former number one striker in football, and thought with some malice in his heart. He successfully defended Ronaldo several times today, and now he can be said to be full of confidence.

I saw Ronaldo flicking the football to the left. Pepe was not fooled, and then saw Ronaldo pulling the football back. Sure enough, was he about to break through?

Pepe immediately stood up.

Ronaldo seemed to be pulling the football to the other side, but he stepped on it with his right foot and flipped it!

An acceleration will lead to a breakthrough.

Pepe didn't expect Ronaldo to do this. He quickly turned around to steal the ball, but when he turned around forcefully, his center of gravity was unstable. His foot slipped and he fell to the ground.

In Pepe's sight, the fat Ronaldo seemed to be beating with his whole body as he entered the penalty area.

A second-rate cyclist who is not as dashing as the aliens back then!

Gone!

Then, everyone saw the man named Ronaldo volleying in front of Sporting Gijon's goalkeeper Valencia.

Valencia flew to pounce, but did not touch the football at all...

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!" Many commentators stood up from their seats and roared. Maybe they had been waiting for this moment for too long, because the man who scored the goal was called Ronaldo...

"Real Madrid scored! They pulled a goal back! Ronaldo became the hero of the team!"

"Rooooooooooooooonaldooooooooooooooooo!"

In the commentary box, passionate shouts from various countries were heard, mixed together.

The Real Madrid fans in the visiting team's stands at El Molinon Stadium were excited. The Real Madrid fans and Ronaldo fans in front of the TV were excited. They shouted the name of their hero Ronaldo loudly.

On the court, the goal scorer was running with a smile on his face. His big teeth reflected the light under the light. He smiled happily, like a child.

He is so simple, he scores a goal and is happy.

PS: Lying on the hospital bed, typing on my phone, I spent a total of seven or eight hours coding the chapter. Although it was past midnight, I finally posted it. Although it was hard work, I am very satisfied with this chapter. I seem to have seen it in my mind.

That wind-like Ronaldo, he was so young and so happy. Then, he got old, fat, and couldn't run anymore, but I still liked him... Finally, he retired. I saw the news about Ronaldo's retirement.

At that time, that day, I cried bitterly, all just for those beautiful memories. I would like to dedicate this chapter to Ronaldo, the author and many friends like the author. The lost youth was once so colorful and so colorful.

It's memorable.

I had surgery on Friday afternoon. I will try my best to update you in the next few days. I love everyone. I was lying on the hospital bed, getting an IV drip, looking at the ceiling, lowering my head and typing on my phone. I forgot about being sick, just because, in this chapter,
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