Ma'el greeted everyone along the way and only started noticing who was sitting beside him after reaching his seat.
The excitement of the scene made it impossible for him to concentrate, and all his remaining attention was dedicated to experiencing his first Golden Ball Award Ceremony; nothing else could divide his attention.
"Hello."
As he sat down, Neymar, with his golden quiff hairstyle, smiled and extended his hand to him, "I watched that nominated goal, losing to you and Rooney doesn't make me feel bad."
"Haha..." Ma'el recognized he was referring to the Puskás Award, nodded while shaking hands with him, "I wouldn't feel bad losing to you two either."
At this moment, Neymar was more like a playboy than he would be later, full of youthful exuberance, sitting here with great anticipation, unsure of what future awaits him after today.
