The perfect midfield: It starts with never passing the ball to Ronaldo.

One goal, two assists, and four goals! 18-year-old prodigy achieves legendary status in his first start.

A shocking massacre in the Portuguese league! Super Mario scores one goal and two assists to kill his former club as Porto thrashes Sporting CP 6-0.

Patricio made six saves, Mario opened the scoring, James Rodriguez scored twice, Porto thrashed Sporting CP 6-0.

Porto fans thank Sporting fans for their €400 million signing of a promising young star.

A historic massacre in the Portuguese league! Porto crushes Sporting Lisbon 6-0, Mario's first goal in his debut seals the victory.

Who needs Mario? Thousands at the Estádio do Dragão chant the answer, while young Sporting Lisbon fans quietly put away their mocking posters.

Mario is easy to analyze, but difficult to win against; interim coach Lopez suffers a humiliating defeat at the hands of his former player!

Super Mario: We're the Portuguese Kings!!

Dude, Benfica hasn't even played a match yet. It would be a joke if they didn't win the league title!

- [It's normal for young people to be a bit boastful; this is a genius who scored a hat-trick in his Champions League debut!]

I still think the Sporting Lisbon coach is funny, and Mario is easy to analyze...

- [This club is in a terrible state. They invested 1 million euros last year and played like this, and then they gave away a youth academy player worth at least 3000 million euros to the opponent!]

- [Yeah, it's hilarious! Mario's rise to fame is really fast. He was riding on Roger's coattails this summer, and now he's competing against him!]

"Achoo!!"

Whether it was due to netizens' concern or the Russian weather, Mario sneezed several times after landing in Moscow.

"This is what a Moscow morning looks like, kid, make sure you stay warm!" Cristiano Ronaldo said, tossing a scarf to Mario.

"Thank you~" Mario nodded to Roger.

It has to be said that Rodriguez, as the captain of the Portuguese national team, takes great care of his younger teammates.

"No need to be polite with him, he's a Russian son-in-law, so this is practically Cristiano's home turf!" Pepe adjusted his beanie and joked with a smile.

"By the way, José, you can't feel obligated to pass the ball to him during the game just because of this scarf, okay?"

Pepe's act of saying such things in front of the two people involved in the "no obligation" meme instantly made everyone burst into laughter.

Everyone thought it was just a slip-up by the young man during the interview.

Only Mario nodded silently to himself. As the team's future brain and metronome, he wouldn't blindly approach Rodriguez.

Especially for forty-year-old men who will experience functional decline in the future.

Greater threats and better shooting opportunities are the only measure of success.

Of course, as a newcomer to the national team, Mario wouldn't easily reveal his rebellious nature.

"I'll pass the ball to the player who's most likely to score."

Cristiano Ronaldo's lips twitched, and he couldn't suppress his smile.

Good lad, you really know how to flatter.

That's exactly what's describing me!

Who is the best goal scorer in all of Portugal?

Of course, it's Cristiano Ronaldo, who holds the titles of world's number one, number two, and number three all at once!

After figuring out his strategy, Cristiano smiled and patted Mario on the shoulder.

No wonder he's a big fan of Sporting Lisbon's youth academy.

The only downside is that she's a bit too arrogant, which isn't ideal.

Bento was very pleased to see everyone laughing and joking around; the team atmosphere was excellent, which was the foundation for achieving good results.

Reaching the semi-finals of the European Championship is just the beginning for the Five Shields team; he must strive for even greater breakthroughs during his coaching tenure.

"Alright, alright, split into pairs and start basic training!" Bento said with a smile, inviting everyone to begin the acclimatization training. He knew that playing away in Russia was tough, and they needed to get the team into top form as soon as possible.

Mario was paired with Real Madrid's defensive stalwart Coentrao, and the little blond's hair looked messy, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"Joseph, I heard your father is a ship captain?"

"My father is the same way. Actually, I also wanted to work in this industry after I retired."

Mario, who was almost forced by his father to become a sailor, prefers to live in the spotlight, though he still supports his teammates' ideals.

"Catching fish and shrimp is indeed quite fun, but my father told me that getting a business license is a hassle."

"Indeed! Let's focus on playing football well first and save money to buy a boat."

"Great idea! I can buy my father a fishing boat as a gift first!"

Hearing this, Coentrao felt a little upset, as he had worked hard for a year at the highly competitive Real Madrid, earning only a little over three million euros after tax.

And this little guy in front of me, I heard, got a signing bonus of over 400 million euros after playing just two official matches!

Damn, I'm so envious!!

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After a brief two-day adjustment period, October 12, 2012, arrived quickly.

In mid-October, the air in Russia had become cold and crisp; a breath exhaled would leave behind a fleeting wisp of white mist.

As night fell, a chilly drizzle added a touch of melancholy to the ancient city, and the temperature dropped below zero, with the perceived temperature even lower.

This is not the Mediterranean climate that the Portuguese are accustomed to.

"This is our land, our weather, our victory."

Inside the pub, a burly Russian man with a full beard raised his vodka bottle to his companion and downed it in one gulp, while the surrounding fans joined in, singing cheering tunes.

In this kind of weather, Russia, with the advantage of playing at home, will undoubtedly be even stronger.

Outside the warm pub, a red Portuguese bus slowly pulled up.

Inside the car, Cristiano Ronaldo looked out through the foggy windows. The buildings in Moscow appeared particularly stark and hard in the rain, a stark contrast to the softer lines of Madrid.

No matter, he who conquered the Russian supermodel is going to conquer this city on this cold, rainy night as well!

Bento silently flipped through the tactics board, at a moment when he was somewhat worried about the impact of the weather.

The chilly drizzle was not good news for the Portuguese, who lived in warm and comfortable climates.

Moreover, the team mainly relies on ground passing, and they completely lost their advantage in terms of timing and location when facing Capello's steel torrent!

This battle for the top spot in the group stage is going to be tough!

Half an hour before the match was scheduled to begin, the rain intensified.

Under the lights shining from the top of the stadium, the wet grass reflected a cold white light.

In the stands, Russian fans began to create a commotion.

They stomped their feet in unison, shaking the entire stands like the beating of war drums. Crimson flags, scarves, and hats merged into a surging sea of ​​blood.

Tonight, they will use their loud shouts to help the team crush the Five Shields Army in their white jerseys!

So what if we have two of the world's top players?

This is Moscow!!!

Mario felt a mix of envy and relief watching Ronaldo being booed as he entered the game.

Becoming the team's star player is still a long way off; on the contrary, his current attributes really need a strong teammate to help create space.

I don't know if I'll be able to play in this match.

Enjoy the treatment of having Ronaldo as your assistant~