"Xiao Mo, how about we go out to watch a movie or something?"
"ah?"
There was light snow outside the window, and the girl's laughter came from the other side of the wall.
In the hotel room, the Serie A match was playing on the TV. Chen Mo, who was sitting on the bedside holding hot milk and sipping, turned around and looked at Messi on the bed: "Watching a movie? What movie?"
"Um, why don't you watch a horror movie?"
Messi collapsed on the bed, looking a little uncomfortable. Hearing that he wanted to watch a horror movie, Chen Mo frowned strangely and looked at the wall: "I said, you guys just have a woman and forget about your brothers. Don't you remember that I am most afraid of ghosts?!"
"Ahem, maybe you can try it once in a while."
"I'm really convinced, okay, okay, but are you sure that Antonella will choose to sleep with you instead of sleeping with Xiaoxun after watching the horror movie?"
Chen Mo laughed and joked that the selection of the Golden Boy Award is a major event in life. As Messi's childhood, he naturally knows what Messi desires most at this time, but it is because of Messi's boring personality.
He had contacted Antonella before coming, and now Antonella and Yuechi Xun were in the next room.
"I don't have that idea!"
"Hey, what are you pretending to be? If you like her, go for it. Be careful that Antonella will get the wrong idea because of your hesitation."
"No? Is it wrong?"
He still wanted to deny it, but after hearing Chen Mo's words, Messi was stunned. Chen Mo took a sip of milk and said, "Don't you feel it? When we returned to Argentina during the New Year last year, the way Antonella looked at you changed a little."
"What do you mean?"
Messi scratched his head and Chen Mo rolled his eyes: "You are really stupid. Didn't you realize that Antonella is a girl with a strong personality? You were just an ordinary person before. She had no burden in communicating with you, even if she took the initiative to pester you. I don’t feel anything about you, but you are a star now, okay? If she takes the initiative again, she will feel pressured, such as [Will he look down on me] [Will others think that I am interested in his money? 】This kind of bloody plot and so on."
"ah?"
Messi was dumbfounded. Chen Mo shook his head helplessly, drank the milk in a gulp, and jumped out of bed: "Okay, I feel like you don't understand even after I told you. Quickly change your clothes and let's go watch a movie."
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“Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle all the way——
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells.”
There was a cold wind and light snow falling in the sky, but this did not affect the noisy and happy people on the street. As it produces nearly one-third of Italy's chocolate, it is known as the sweetest "Chocolate Capital" in Italy. In addition, today happens to be Christmas, so the atmosphere on the street is very lively.
Holding Yuechi Xun on his arm, he walked through the Italian streets full of classical charm and decorated with various Christmas decorations, passing by the lively crowd, and Chen Mo also had a relaxed smile on his face. At this time, looking at a group of cute children wearing Santa Claus hats on the street, Yue Chixun's eyes turned into shiny jelly shapes, and she held Chen Mo's arm tightly: "Xiao Mo, when will we have a baby?" Just a baby."
"ah?!"
Chen Mo couldn't deal with the sudden topic of having a baby. He was stunned for a long time and didn't know how to answer. Seeing his silly look, Yue Chixun's pretty face turned red and she raised her chin arrogantly: "What? I'm already twenty. You're old, okay! You're still like a piece of wood!"
"Um, how about trying it tonight?"
"Don't even think about it!"
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"snort!"
Why don't you just ask directly? Why don't you buy some flowers or something and just go with the flow? !
Looking at Chen Mo who was still in a daze, Yuechi Xun, who was wearing a white fat down jacket, took out his left hand that was stuck in the opponent's pocket, folded his arms angrily, and his cheeks were as bulging as cotton candy.
She loves and hates Chen Mo's character. She loves because Chen Mo is different from other athletes. He never hangs out in nightclubs or flirts with other girls. He focuses almost exclusively on football. She hates because he loves football so much!
You can play ball games alone in the yard until ninety o'clock every night, then take a shower and go to bed!
She's clearly not married yet, but she's about to become a widow!
Why was she suddenly angry?
Women are so strange.
Looking at Yue Chixun's soft and waxy cheeks, he couldn't figure it out. Chen Mo scratched his head and said nothing. He put his arms around Yue Chixun's waist and turned to look at the pair of plum blossoms who were walking very close behind him and communicating in a low voice. Xi and Antonella pointed to the shopping mall opposite: "Hey, there's a movie theater there. Do you want to go?"
"It will be all right."
"."
Messi was perfunctory and even frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Chen Mo breaking the alone atmosphere between him and Antonella.
What love brain
Feeling Yue Chixun's snicker beside him, Chen Mo rolled his eyes, "That's right there."
A group of four people walked through the pedestrian street and were about to go to the shopping mall. At this moment, there was a sudden commotion next to them.
"Ronaldo!"
"Oh! It's Ronaldo!!"
"He's looking for a passer-by to challenge!"
Many cheering little boys ran past, Ronaldo? Chen Mo was stunned and turned to look at Messi: "Is Ronaldinho here too?"
"No, he is already past the age of the Golden Boy Award."
Messi shook his head.
Could it be Real Madrid's Ronaldo?
Why did he come to Italy?
Curious, Chen Mo led Yue Chixun to the edge of the crowd and stood on tiptoes. Upon seeing this, the expression on his face instantly became wonderful, "Averro???"
In the middle of the crowd, a man with firm eyes and a tall figure was teasing passers-by with his gorgeous ball skills, and there were many cameras surrounding him.
".It's just a show."
Knowing the whole story, Chen Mo twitched his lips.
Since the Internet has become more and more developed and videos can be uploaded, many athletes have begun to use this kind of marketing method. For example, they record a video of dressing up as an old man and going to the stadium to play football, brutally beating the opponent, and then revealing his true face to shock the audience.
This kind of video is indeed watched by many people, and the publicity effect is very good. After all, it is full of gimmicks. Adidas wanted to help him shoot a promotional video like this and put it on the Internet for promotion, but he thought it was too troublesome and had to put on makeup and so on. Rejected.
"This guy has so much energy."
As for Ronaldo, Chen Mo didn't want to have anything to do with him now. He shook his head and was about to turn around and leave. At this moment, the little boy next to him looked at his face under his peaked cap, his pupils gradually dilated, and he screamed in an instant: "Oh! !!Chen!! It’s Chen! And. Oh! Oh my god! And Messi!!!”
"Chen and Macy?! Where are they?!"
"Oh! Is it really them?!"
"You're so lucky, I have to get an autograph!"
The crowd turned their heads instantly, but after all, this is Turin, which has two football clubs, Juventus and Turin. In addition, Serie A is called the Little World Cup, and there are many stars.
Seeing Chen Mo and Messi, two new-generation players who are not considered superstars but can only be regarded as supernovas, the passers-by were not overly enthusiastic and just cast curious glances. However, some children were very excited.
"Chen! Messi! Are you here to challenge Ronaldo?!"
"Oh! I'm so looking forward to it!"
The children booed one after another, and the adults also moved aside to make way for a passage connecting Ronaldo's performance venue. However, Chen Mo was not interested in this kind of thing and waved his hands repeatedly: "Sorry, we have something else to do."
As he said that, he was about to take the big guy away. At this time, a scream that was obviously throat-squeezing suddenly came from the crowd.
"Kill them! Ronaldo! Prove that you are the strongest of the new generation! Prove that you are Ronaldo!"
What the hell? !
He turned around and saw a super tall white man, a little taller than the 193-meter Giroud, standing under the streetlight. But when he looked seriously, the man had disappeared. However, although the man disappeared, But he did get things going.
"Oh! One on one - one on one - one on one -"
"One-on-one!!! I want to watch Barcelona vs. Manchester United in advance!"
"Oh, yes! Barcelona seems to be facing Manchester United in the top 16 this year. It's going to be a good show!"
"Ronaldo, are you scared?!"
The crowd was completely excited and booed one after another. Seeing this scene, Cristiano Ronaldo struggled with his expression. Finally, he looked at the two of them with firm eyes and forced a smile: "They are all here."
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Chen Mo was speechless, looked at Messi, and said with a look: "Go ahead, you will be facing Manchester United in a while."
"Okay, help me get it."
Messi bit his lip, took off his down jacket and handed it to Chen Mo. There was no nervousness on his face. He was just not kind and did not like to deal with strangers. He was not timid, otherwise he would not have been able to stand in front of the 80,000 spectators at Camp Nou. Phenomenal performance.
"Come on Leo, I'll buy you juice!"
Antonella gave Messi a sweet smile and took Yuechi Xun to the roadside shop. Standing on the opposite side, Ronaldo saw that Messi was on the stage, and his expression immediately relaxed.
He has never played against Messi, and all he knows about Messi is watching some videos. In his opinion, this inconspicuous little man is much easier to deal with than Chen Mo, who is obviously stronger and stronger in defense. !
Chen Mo didn't know what Ronaldo was thinking. Suddenly he was alone, so he had to walk to the side of the duel venue between the two and stand there.
It's said to be a venue, but it's actually just a normal street, with a small goal about the width of a school desk placed next to it.
Not long after, as Messi walked into the field, the host next to him held a small speaker: "Friends next to you, please expand the scope, thank you. So, Messi, you are welcome, and I will introduce the rules to you. .
The rules are very simple. If you hit the ball into the goal one by one, you will accumulate one point. The first person to accumulate five points will win and receive our Christmas gift. Then, the team that scores the goal can continue to serve and attack, and the ball will roll. So far, the area where the spectators are is considered to have lost the ball. Are the rules clear? "
"no problem."
The rule is very simple, that is, as long as you can score a goal, you can keep attacking unless the ball goes out of bounds. Messi made an OK gesture, but his attention was obviously not entirely on the football, but sneaking around to peek. Antonella at the juice shop not far away.
Soon, as the attacker, Cristiano Ronaldo, gently licked the ball with his right foot and moved it in front of Messi, the atmosphere became even more lively.
"Ah!!! Ronaldo!!!"
A female fan of Cristiano Ronaldo yelled in his right ear. Chen Mo was shocked and quickly moved two steps to the left. At this time, a familiar voice came from behind: "Hey man, do you think your brother can win?" ?"
Looking sideways, he saw that the speaker was the tall, strong man who screamed before. Different from the previous blurry light, when he saw the other person's face at close range, Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "You It’s the Ibrahim from Juventus”
"Zlatan Ibrahimovic, haha, doesn't his name sound weird?!"
"."
Ibrahimovic crossed his arms with an inexplicable arrogance on his face. Chen Mo drew two black lines on his forehead: "You were the one who started the trouble just now, right?"
"That's right! How about it? Do you find it exciting?!"
".It's so irritating. It's so troublesome."
"Trouble?! Oh, don't you think that Aveiro is too coquettish?! Christmas Day dares to run wild on my Zlatan territory! He has crossed the line! But why does he want others to call him Ronaldo? According to In your Latin system, if you use the first name plus the father’s surname, shouldn’t he be called Cristiano Aveiro?”
Ibrahimovic was very arrogant. He chatted for a few words, wrinkled his big nose and looked full of questions.
Glancing at Messi, who was beaten by Ronaldo with his body, Chen Mo was speechless: "Who knows, I'm not familiar with him." The Portuguese names are similar to their Argentinian Spanish names, both are number 1. First name + middle name + mother’s surname + father’s surname.
However, in Spanish, the father's surname comes before the mother's surname, such as Messi's full name, Lionel Andres Messi Cuccitini.
Lionel and Andres are the first and middle names, Messi is the father's surname, and Cuccitini is the mother's surname.
Chen Mo is the same, but he doesn’t have a middle name, his full name is Mo Chen Stabile.
Normally, it's Mo Chen, but since Chen Mo was born, Chen Fei has been calling him Chen Mo with the Chinese pronunciation, and Xiao Mo. Fortunately, Chen Mo and Xiao Mo's Chinese pronunciation are both simple, so other people followed this nickname in spoken language. .
However, no matter how simplified it is, for publicity and advertising, the name and surname must be a serious one. The name on the back shoulder of the jersey is also [MO·CHEN·S], and Ronaldo’s full name is Cristiano Ronaldo. ·Dos Santos Aveiro.
Cristiano and Ronaldo are both his first names, and his father's surname is Aveiro. Whether in Portuguese or Spanish, the middle name is hidden like the mother's surname, so Ronaldo is called Cristiano Aveiro. Luo.
As for Cristiano Ronaldo, he either doesn’t want his father’s surname, or he wants to deceive foreigners who don’t understand Portuguese.
"So flexible and flexible, he is really an awesome person."
Chen Mo rolled his eyes secretly. At this time, the Ibrahimovic on the side shouted: "Oh, what are you doing? Your brother has been scored again! Go up and help him!"
In just the blink of an eye, it was already 0-2, and Messi was two goals behind. Seeing Messi's increasingly serious expression, Chen Mo shrugged: "Don't worry, that guy is going to be finished."
"Hahaha, do you trust your friends so much? You are indeed a man that I, Zlatan, admire! Hey, I have always wanted to ask you. How did you feel when you did not take anesthetics and had stitches on the sidelines?"
"What can I do? It hurts."
"No, no, I mean, how do the fans look at you? Do they really admire you?! It's like they're looking at God?"
Hearing this, Chen Mo was stunned and turned to look at Ibrahimovic: "I mean, you guys, you are also planning to do this, right?"
"Why not? This is a famous scene that will be sung by the world forever! This B, I, Zlatan, cannot miss!"
"."
What kind of guy with such a brilliant mind was choked several times in just a few minutes until he couldn't speak at all. Chen Mo just shut up. At this time, Antonella and Yuechi Xun, who were buying juice, also came back.
"How's the battle going?!"
"return"
"Oh, pretty lady, your boyfriend is going to lose!"
Yue Chixun handed the orange juice to Chen Mo. Antonella immediately asked curiously from behind. Chen Mo was about to speak, but unexpectedly Ibrahimovic interrupted first.
Ibrahimovic is tall and powerful, but Antonela has no stage fright at all, and the key is that she can't understand Swedish and English at all. She turned to look at Chen Mo: "Who is he?"
"Just a passerby, don't pay too much attention."
With that said, regardless of Ibrahimovic's injured and curious expression, he took Yuechi Xun and Antonella two steps sideways and focused their attention on the two people in the center of the open space again, but there was not much worth paying attention to.
Ronaldo's dribbling ability is indeed very good, but his feet feel is actually relatively stiff. He is a typical wing speed horse. He mainly relies on sudden stops after long-distance attacks and then bursts out to change directions, but this venue obviously does not have it. Give him space to travel long distances.
However, Messi is not a defensive player, and coupled with his height and strength disadvantage, he was quickly scored by Ronaldo.
"Oh! Three goals ahead. It seems our Ronaldo is better. Messi has to work harder!"
"Ronaldo!!!"
"Siu!!!"
Leading 3-0, the organizers and Ronaldo fans are very happy.
A proud smile appeared on Ronaldo's face as he resumed serving. He stopped the ball at the place closest to the most girls and faced Messi. He stood upright with his compass legs, raised his left foot slightly and kept circling the ball, while saying: The strange voice seemed to have completely grasped Messi, but he didn't notice that Messi's expression was getting more and more serious at this time.
Soon, as he was about to sink his shoulders again, Messi directly stretched out his left foot and poked the ball away from his feet.
"Oh! A beautiful steal! Now it's Messi's attack!"
"Come on, little guy, use your best strength!"
The atmosphere in the audience was very high, and Cristiano Ronaldo also started to sneer. He leaned forward, lowered his center of gravity slightly, pulled up the jeans on his thighs with both hands, and said some nonsense, but in the next second, his eyes widened. Eye!
"What kind of startup speed is this?!"
In the blink of an eye, after turning his left foot to the side and dribbling diagonally around the ball for a few steps, Messi suddenly started to the right and hit Ronaldo's left shoulder. Before Ronaldo could react, Messi had already reached the left shoulder.
"I'm going to get passed!"
Cristiano Ronaldo was shocked. He immediately dropped his left shoulder and turned to the left to chase back. But the moment he moved his steps, Messi, who was moving forward at high speed, suddenly stopped, like an arrow hitting the bull's-eye. , but his center of gravity did not waver at all, and while he was still, before Ronaldo stretched out his left foot to steal the ball, Messi gently moved the ball with his right foot, and a light fried ball moved the ball to his left foot. , center of gravity tilted to the left, leading the ball to the left with his left foot!
"We can't let him pass!"
The speed suddenly increased and slowed down, but Ronaldo still forced his body to twist and turned to the right. But in the next second, Messi, who was leading the ball to the left with his left foot, suddenly changed his left ankle and the arch of his foot touched. The ball wraps around the instep and sticks to the ball, and then pulls sharply to the right!
"Ruined!"
Within three steps, Messi is faster than a bullet!
Moving forward to the right, forward to the left, and then forward to the right, almost in the blink of an eye, Messi completed three high-frequency changes of direction. But this time, Ronaldo could no longer maintain his center of gravity and was shaken to the ground. I could only watch helplessly as Messi easily pushed the ball into the goal.
"oh"
"Oh God! What kind of speed is this?!"
"It's so fast! Oh my God, is he so fast? You really need to see it from a close distance!"
"No wonder the Golden Boy Award ranks second, it's really amazing."
"There is really a big gap between twelfth and second place."
The passers-by on the sidelines were chattering and discussing. Cristiano Ronaldo was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. The look he looked at Messi changed from joking to resentment!
"Come again, you won't be so lucky next time!"
Cristiano Ronaldo was still dissatisfied. Seeing this scene, Chen Mo raised a smirk on his lips. It was useless to be tough.
Things were similar to what Chen Mo thought. After getting the right to attack, Messi started to pass Ronaldo like a telephone pole. There was no bull tail, fancy moves like riding a bicycle, all kinds of sudden stops and changes of direction, and heavy blows. A swaying shoulder may seem simple, but you can't prevent it no matter what!
Soon, one to three, two to three, three to three, four to three, in less than two minutes, Messi scored four goals in a row. Not to mention the defender Ronaldo, even the passers-by were stunned!
"This is too exaggerated."
"Oh my God, I must go to watch Barcelona's Champions League game this year!"
"So strong! His feet seem to be enchanted!"
This kind of close-up viewing is not like watching the live broadcast on the TV. It is like watching the 100-meter race in the Olympic Games. Those people watching on TV are not that fast, but if you stand on the sidelines, let alone the Olympic games, even the sports at the sports meeting Even though he was running, he was like a gust of wind, and the impact on people's senses was at least a hundred times stronger than on TV!
"Is he really from Earth?"
Looking at Messi's legs that were so fast that they almost pulled out the afterimage, Ibrahimovic frowned strangely, but quickly shook his head: "It's okay, he is an alien, and I am God, there is no conflict."
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Listening to Ibrahimovic's thoughts, Chen Mo was speechless. At this time, the juggling on the court also reached its final stage.
After being chased by Messi for four goals in a row, Ronaldo couldn't sit still at all. He started to take action when defending, but it was useless. Even though Messi was not tall, he was really stable and could not push him down. On the contrary, he was Ronaldo's overhand push caused a big gap under his feet, and Messi directly kicked the ball through the crotch and shot the ball into the net.
"Sharp footwork!"
"Great! Little guy! Come to us Juventus!!!"
"Can you sign your autograph for me! I love you so much!"
Although it was just a joke street game, I have to say that it was really comfortable to watch Messi play. As Messi won the small game, the atmosphere became more lively, and Messi, who had been out of game mode, returned to form. He smiled shyly and waved to the fans around him.
The organizer with the loudspeaker was also going to send Messi a Christmas hat and a Christmas wand. However, Ronaldo's eyes were cold and he finally had to pack his things and prepare to sneak away quietly. However, when he was about to clean up the goal, a long He stepped on it with his legs, and then, several five-hundred-euro banknotes lay in front of him.
"My uncle, Zlatan, bought the ball and goal."
With that said, Ibrahimovic took the ball from the organizer's hand, turned to look at Chen Mo, and showed a provocative smile: "Pick?"
Pick a ghost.
Chen Mo really had no interest in this kind of street football, and it was a cold day. He just wanted to go back to the hotel after watching the movie and hug his girlfriend to sleep. He handed the down jacket to Messi and shook his head: "Not interested."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so disrespectful!"
The quarrelsome scene that the old enemies had imagined when they met did not appear. Ibrahimovic looked a little embarrassed, but at this moment, a few more voices came from the crowd next to him.
"Xiao Mo, aren't you scared?"
"I also think he's scared."
"Fuck him!!!"
"Hey, that annoying guy only dares to be cruel to me!"
The voices were all very familiar. He looked sideways and saw a few more figures appearing under the tent outside the cafe next to him. Looking closely, Chen Mo suddenly felt a pain in his balls. Iniesta, Torres and Ramos were three of them. The Spaniard was drinking coffee and snickering, but the sound was not limited to this side. He turned to look at the second floor of the restaurant to one side, where Fabregas and Rooney were leaning against the window and waving.
"It's rare for these guys to find a chance to rest. Why would a group of gentlemen come here to hang out if they don't go to the bar to hunt for women!"
They were all old acquaintances, and they were making weird sarcastic remarks. He was speechless. Chen Mo turned around and shrugged helplessly at Yuechi Xun, then looked back at Ibrahimovic and said with a smile, "Have you thought about what harsh words to use to smooth things over after losing?"
"Hey, Zlatan never loses!"
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"Hey, this guy is really excited when he is provoked. The movie is about to start."
Seeing Chen Mo moving slightly in the middle of the crowd, Yue Chixun glanced at his watch with a helpless expression. Next to him, Antonella smiled and said, "Is this the so-called football widow?"
"That's better than the situation you two are in now. I don't know what you two are thinking. You are interested in each other, but you just don't express your feelings."
Xun Yuechi joked narrowly, Antonella blushed, glanced at Messi, whose attention had been completely absorbed by football, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and then turned into a trace of murderous intent!
"I've decided! I'll buy wine later!"
"Ah?"
The sudden change of topic made Yuechi Xun stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened with horror: "No! You are planning to go to jail! An Niu, you have to calm down!"
"No, no, of course not. You've got it completely wrong! I just think it's easier to say some things if I drink some wine. But... I need you to help me create a space to be alone with Leo, okay?"
"Well"
Antonella clasped her hands in front of her chest with a pitiful expression. Yuechi Xun pressed her cheek, and Cancan looked away: "Are you sure you won't force him?"
"Please! My feelings for him are pure, okay! Besides, I heard from others that it's impossible to get along when you're drunk."
"Uh, that's okay."
"Thank you very much! By the way, do you want to buy some too? I heard that drinking some red wine can help to cheer up the mood."
To add to the fun?
Looking at Antonella's somewhat envious look, Yue Chixun's mouth twitched. She really couldn't say something like "Although I have been living with my boyfriend for two and a half years, I haven't hit a home run yet, so I don't need to add to the fun at the moment." It sounds very embarrassing.
".Ahem, that's not impossible."
(End of chapter)
