"Oh! What is Kai doing? His behavior isn't irrational!"
"Ronaldo has obviously lost confidence in the game and has even entered walking mode! He may really be exhausted, but I believe the bigger reason is that he no longer has the courage to face Viktoria Plzeň's defenders and their goal!"
"Kai faced a double team and still chose to pass the ball to Ronaldo. Is he blaming Ronaldo? Is it because of the missed penalty? Or because Ronaldo missed so many chances in this match?"
"I didn't expect to see such disharmony within the team in this game. After the match, Sporting Lisbon's youth coach is going to have a headache."
Seeing Viktoria Plzeň's players surrounding Kai and Ronaldo, Kai once again took the risk of threading the ball through the defender's legs and passed it to Ronaldo.
At the same time, he shouted angrily,
"I'm going to kill them on your horse! What, did that tackle break your legs, or did it scare you so much you cut cock?"
"Do you think you'll never get your name back? Cristiano… Ronaldo!"
Kai's words made Ronaldo blush.
At this moment, he was completely fired up!
He also wanted to be called Ronaldo!
He didn't want to live under someone else's name!
Boom!
Facing the incoming ball, Ronaldo turned his back to the defender, received it with his left foot, and nudged it outward.
But he spun to the right.
The man was beaten!
Boom!
The ball surged forward.
Cristiano Ronaldo exploded with pace, driving the ball toward Viktoria Plzeň's goal, and the defender he beat had no chance to recover!
Plzeň's midfielder slid in immediately.
But he couldn't keep up!
Ronaldo was too fast!
Viktoria Plzeň's full-back positioned himself inside, trying to force Ronaldo toward the byline.
However, Ronaldo knocked the ball far ahead with his right foot, forced his way inside, and used pure speed to eat his opponent alive—no fancy tricks at all.
Plzeň's centre-back stepped up fiercely at the edge of the penalty area.
But in the blink of an eye, Cristiano Ronaldo went from a charging bull to a dancer, pulling off a Marseille turn, gliding past the centre-back, and bursting straight into the box from the half-space.
The hair on the heads of Plzeň's fans stood on end instantly.
Ten seconds ago, they were toying with Sporting Lisbon, on the verge of victory.
Ten seconds later, the boy they mocked was carrying the ball straight into their penalty area!
At this moment, Ronaldo was almost unstoppable!
"Attack! Petr Čech comes out decisively!"
"Ronaldo versus Čech, head-on!"
"Čech's timing is perfect! He's extremely close now and has blocked almost every shooting angle!"
"Ronaldo, with only a tiny window left, isn't facing a goalkeeper—he's facing a city wall!"
"Ronaldo shoots! No fear at all! There's a determination in his eyes we've never seen before!"
"He just wants to shoot! No one can stop him!"
"He—"
Boom!
The ball slid across the turf.
It slipped past Čech's left leg and left hand.
Čech's pupils shrank violently.
Impossible!
He swore on his goalkeeping instincts that Ronaldo had no shooting angle at all!
Any ball that slipped past his arms should be impossible to score!
That was Čech's absolute confidence in his craft.
He turned his head to follow the ball.
Indeed!
The ball's trajectory ran almost parallel to the goal line.
Finally, it drifted half a meter wide of the far post.
He had stopped Sporting Lisbon—
Boom!
A figure suddenly burst into Čech's vision—and the camera's.
He slid in ahead of Plzeň's centre-back and stabbed the ball toward goal.
Clang!
The ball smashed into the far post and crossed the line.
Beep!
The referee blew the whistle, signaling a valid goal.
The entire Alvalade Stadium exploded!
"GOAL!!!"
"Kill shot!"
"In the 91st minute, Ronaldo dribbled past his man and charged into the box! Facing Čech's desperate block, Kai—who followed up the play—threw himself at the ball in front of a centre-back twice his size!"
"He went to ground and completed the ultimate sliding finish!"
"One–nil! Victory! Sporting Lisbon U15 finally win!"
"The Lisbon Twins are invincible!"
"Ronaldo is insane!"
"Kai is insane!"
"That's brutal! I take back what I said earlier—Ronaldo is really brutal!"
"Who says Ronaldo can't pass? That assist was no worse than Simão's!"
"Simão wasn't this strong at the same age!"
"If Ronaldo keeps playing like this, it's not about becoming the next Simão—it's about becoming the next Figo!"
"Heh, judging by the name, I even think he could become the next Ronaldo!"
"Čech did everything he could, but in the end, he's still just one man—and the opponent has two geniuses!"
"The CD connection is unreal!"
"Kai was terrifying in this match. His will to win was overwhelming!"
"His off-the-ball running is crazy—he covered 1,500 meters more than the second-most active player!"
"This kid is insanely hardworking. I heard he's of Chinese descent. Chinese players really are hardworking—I've seen it today."
"Hey, why hasn't Kai gotten up to celebrate yet?"
The celebrations in the stands went on for quite a while.
But Kai, the goalscorer, never stood up.
The replay of the goal appeared on the big screen.
Čech's block formed a dragnet.
Ronaldo had done everything he could just to get the ball across—control was nearly impossible.
The ball bounced slightly after landing.
Its speed was terrifying.
Kai slipped in again from behind the opposing centre-back, threw himself to the ground, and slid with everything he had.
He launched his entire body forward.
This was the only way he could reach the ball.
Otherwise, it would have rolled past him.
So Kai, arriving at full speed, stabbed the ball toward the far post—
But…
The ball went in.
Kai slammed straight into the post.
His waist smashed into it, arching his body backward, his lower back nearly snapping on the spot!
The pain almost knocked him unconscious.
Hiss!
Watching the replay, the entire stadium sucked in a sharp breath.
The medical team rushed onto the pitch.
After a brief examination, Kai was immediately placed on a stretcher, carried off the field, loaded into an ambulance, and sent to the hospital.
Two minutes later, the referee blew the final whistle.
Sporting Lisbon defeated their opponents 1–0, securing their first home win of the season.
Marquesa, Triguera, Ronaldo, and the others rushed straight to the hospital.
Reporters followed in droves.
Kai's condition became the biggest post-match headline.
…
"In the just-concluded fourth round of the UEFA Youth League, Sporting Lisbon U15 player Kai scored the only goal of the match, keeping the team's hopes alive!"
"More than 30,000 fans at Alvalade Stadium witnessed his perfect chemistry with the team's supernova, Cristiano Ronaldo."
"But in order to score, Kai crashed uncontrollably into the goalpost after completing the slide. His waist took the full impact, resulting in a serious injury."
"He has now been sent to the hospital… Experts say the situation is not optimistic…"
Bang!
The plate Kai's mother was washing slipped from her hands and shattered on the floor.
"What happened?" Kai's father limped out of the room into the kitchen, his injured leg still not healed.
"Kai…" His mother's tears fell uncontrollably.
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