"Yes, but you need to enjoy moderately. Listen to me, otherwise you will definitely regret one day. When you regret it, it will be too late. There is no regret medicine in this world to take."

Zheng Zhi looked at Ronaldinho seriously. If he could educate this football elf in advance, perhaps his football path would not have gone so quickly.

"I can't, I'll play for many years."

"Ha, you're such a pig."

"World-class below the head."

"Below the head?"

“I’m also world-class in my head.”

"Then I ask you, is Leverkusen your end? If so, you can choose this way. If you still want to jump on a higher platform, then you have to continue to be a better self and wait for the call."

"I...of course not. Leverkusen is not my end. I haven't picked up the Hercules Cup and joined my favorite club. This is just the beginning."

"What's your favorite club?"

"Barcelona." Ronaldinho blinked and finally spoke his favorite.

"Grass~ It's Barcelona, ​​indeed." Zheng Zhi rolled his eyes.

"What does it mean? I haven't told you? I remember what I haven't said. How do you know?" Ronaldinho couldn't understand.

"Your eyes when you stand at Camp Nou have betrayed you. I have never seen such a fanatical look. That kind of eyes are not for the goal, but for the sake of standing there."

"Yes,"

"I'm going to go there with the footprints of Romario, Ronaldo and Rivaldo!"

"Then don't be a fool."

"Don't be world class below the head."

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Chapter completed!