The God of Football Starts With Passive Skills

Florentino fell silent.

If Ronaldo was like that, what about Wang Shuo?

Would he be willing to come to the Bernabéu while Ronaldo was still at Real Madrid?

"Zinedine was absolutely right."

Sanchez also chimed in with a reminder. "From a business perspective, the Chinese market is experiencing explosive growth. Signing Wang Shuo would be a massive boon for our development in the Chinese and Asian markets."

"From a football standpoint, it goes without saying. But the crucial thing is, we absolutely cannot ignore Ronaldo’s feelings."

It was a very simple choice.

In the world of football today, Wang Shuo, Ronaldo, and Messi formed a triumvirate.

With Ronaldo already on the team, Real Madrid wanted to pursue Wang Shuo?

Wasn’t this the same kind of blunder Calderon had made back in the day?

He tried to poach Ronaldo from Manchester United without sorting things out with Robinho first, and there were even rumors that Robinho would be thrown in as part of the deal.

In the end, they failed to sign Ronaldo, and Robinho left the team in a fury.

Calderon’s reputation was in tatters!

Florentino was no fool.

As the head of a conglomerate, his vision and ability were beyond question.

If he could go back to 2009 with the knowledge he had now in 2011, he would choose Wang Shuo without a moment’s hesitation.

But there were no "what ifs" in the real world.

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The match ended in a 3-3 draw!

It was a draw, but neither team was in a secure position.

It would all come down to the second leg.

But after the final whistle, the reporters in the stadium all noticed something. As Wang Shuo and his Dortmund teammates left the pitch, he was shirtless, revealing a lean, muscular physique. Draped over his shoulder was a white No. 7 Real Madrid jersey.

Meanwhile, as Ronaldo left the pitch, he too was shirtless, clutching a yellow and black Dortmund jersey.

The reporters in the media zone buzzed with excitement.

’Holy shit, when did the two superstars swap jerseys?’

’What did they talk about?’

Before the match, many reporters had speculated whether a meeting between the two would be explosive.

But watching the entire game, that didn’t seem to be the case at all.

On the contrary, they actually seemed to get along quite well.

This was just bizarre.

Weren’t they supposed to be like oil and water?

After the match, various media outlets, pundits, and head coaches rushed to comment on the game.

The fact that both Wang Shuo and Ronaldo scored hat-tricks drew extremely high praise from all quarters.

Dortmund’s head coach, Klopp, stated he was satisfied with the 3-3 away result.

"Back at our home ground, we’ll make Real Madrid feel the true shock of our heavy metal football!"

Having scored two goals in the final, crucial moments of the match to complete his hat-trick and equalize for his team, Wang Shuo received endless praise from Klopp, who even claimed he was a better player than Ronaldo.

"He’s the best player in the world today, bar none!"

Klopp also lamented the injustice done to Wang Shuo, believing he should have received more recognition long ago.

But due to his national team’s performance, Wang Shuo was at a significant disadvantage.

"He plays in the Champions League like it’s the World Cup. I think he deserves the 2011 Golden Ball Award!"

Mourinho’s attitude was the complete opposite of Klopp’s.

He believed Dortmund was lucky to escape the Bernabéu with a draw.

"Wang Shuo’s performance saved Dortmund’s skin, but they won’t be so lucky in the second leg."p>Mourinho stated that in the current Champions League knockout stages, the gap between playing at home and away wasn’t that significant.

"At least for us at Real Madrid, our superior logistical support allows us to deliver a performance on the road that’s just as good as when we’re at home."

"We’ll be booking our tickets to London when we’re in Germany!"

Mourinho was as supremely confident as ever.

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While the media and fans were busy speculating about Wang Shuo and Ronaldo’s relationship, Messi posted a photo in their private three-person group chat.

Some god-damned reporter had managed to snap a photo capturing the complex expression on Ronaldo’s face—a mixture of anger, frustration, and helplessness—the moment Wang Shuo scored his third goal.

Messi even tagged Ronaldo, writing, "A 3-3 score. Surprising, isn’t it?"

Ronaldo quickly replied with a photo of his own—one taken of him celebrating his hat-trick—and wrote back, "When I scored my third goal, the roar at the Bernabéu must have scared you all the way over in Barcelona, right?"

"3-1 would have been the perfect score, but unfortunately, *someone* didn’t follow the script."

He then tagged Wang Shuo.

Wang Shuo, having just showered and changed, saw the notification on his phone. He glanced at it and let out a cold snort.

"No wonder! Weber was going easy on Real Madrid’s fouls all day. Turns out there really was a script."

’After getting to know these two, Wang Shuo had figured out how to deal with them.’

’Never back down. Just fire right back. Show no mercy!’

’Otherwise, they’d only get worse.’

That instigator Messi, ever the pot-stirrer, posted a laughing emoji and added, "At Bernabéu Stadium, the away team always gets the short end of the stick. You’ll get used to it after a few more games."

Ronaldo was no pushover. "Still better than certain actors, right? Putting on a show all day long!"

Wang Shuo’s eyes widened. ’You guys, can you really just say that out loud?’

Ronaldo quickly tagged Wang Shuo again. "That second goal of yours was really something. To score from that angle, you must have put in a lot of practice. We should have a free-kick competition someday when we get the chance."

"I’m down. You set it up!"

Wang Shuo readily agreed, but then he added, "But let’s get back to talking about that script..."