The National Football Team Doesn't Want Me, and Inter Milan Begs Me to Sign on Their Knees

August 20, 2018, Meazza, 75,000 people. In the VIP box, the real Ronaldo was sleeping soundly, his sleep almost flowing out onto the sofa. On the field, Niklas was guarded by two 1.9-Meter-9 center defenders and was doubtful about his life. Corral's shot hit the stands. The whole audience was shouting: "Inter Milan needs a Ronaldo!" And I, Ji Xiang, a U91 substitute who has never even entered the first team locker room, just heard in my mind: "Da Luo template Lv1, cycling skills unlocked." Two weeks ago, I was still a waste who was rejected by the national football team and kicked out of the Premier League. Now, Basim turned to look at me: "That boy from Dragon Kingdom, go warm up." I stood up. ——After all, there really is a Ronaldo living in my head.