Green Dragon

Chapter 29 Sword-Like Mouth and Eyebrows

Luis Suarez must have been the most awkward person on the scene.

He is a very lively and easy-going South American player. He often likes to tease his friends. Just now he raised his chin at Long Shute with a sense of ridicule: "What do you think of this girl?"

Then the young teammate who was not afraid of death smacked his mouth and shook his head again and again: "No, why are you still so flat?"

Suarez punched him, but he also had a bad grin on his face, because their heroes see the same thing.

Emma Watson's makeup is exquisite, especially in the style of a general attacking adult, which even surprised the world, which made many female fans shine, shouting, "It is worthy of being the national goddess who came out of England's great corruption", but The style that is biased toward the middle line makes her figure disadvantages undoubtedly revealed.

The scene was very noisy, but what Suarez didn't expect was that Long Shute's words just got into the ears of the national goddess of the British Empire who was judged by them.

So the goddess turned her body slightly and glared at them.

"Day, she heard..."

So Suarez could only smile embarrassingly, but didn't dare to look at the other party.

After all, looking at the whole world, Emma Watson's reputation is enough to make a hundred Uruguayan forwards unforgettable. Suarez, who has just made a little name in Dutch football, can only tremble in front of the national goddess of the British Empire trembling.

What's more... Suarez's new wife is still standing beside him, he is indeed a little embarrassed as a husband...

Then he heard a laugh from someone beside him.

"Ah, Emma, ​​please sign me! I'm a big fan of yours! Wow, you're my dream girl!"

Suarez couldn't help but frowned:

This brat... is really looking for death! -
Emma Watson frowned inadvertently, and there was a nice curved arc between her eyebrows.

She suddenly felt... Why is this sentence so familiar?
"Where is the signature?" She subconsciously took a signature pen from her younger brother Alex, who followed behind her, and looked at the strange Asian man in front of her.

When she turned around, she noticed Long Shute.

Not outside the cordon, isn't this guy a movie fan?
The weather in Amsterdam is much better than that in London. Under the sunshine in the summer afternoon, Long Shute's face clearly appeared in front of Emma's eyes.

He looks no more than a teenager, with a head of dark, strong short hair that shimmers slightly, and a wheat-colored complexion that is particularly sunny and healthy. Although the slightly square cheeks and clear facial features are not as three-dimensional and deep as Europeans and Americans, they are also like carvings from swords. The sharp edges and corners are formed, and a pair of black pupils are clear to the bottom, which is different from the colorful pupils of ordinary Europeans. Although the lips are not as sharp as Emma's own, they also reveal the coldness like a sharp knife, but At this moment, the lips were slightly turned up, revealing a slight smile.

But the most impressive thing is his thick and straight eyebrows, straight and long like a falcon's wings, with the tail slightly raised, flying obliquely into the temples, without any ups and downs in the middle.

Working in the film and television industry for nearly ten years, Emma has dealt with countless well-known or unknown entertainers. Those actors are either naturally beautiful or have extraordinary temperament, but she has never seen such a pair of heroic eyebrows.

Like two sharp swords, they may "clang" at any time, causing sparks to fly out from friction.

It is also like the wings of a falcon, proudly and resolutely flying outwards, full of longing for the blue sky.

Emma Watson suddenly remembered that just two years ago, she seemed to have met such a strange man.

It seems that no one can really forget such a somewhat special Chinese man.

"Chinese?" She slightly pursed her red lips, showing a teasing smile, "A Chelsea football player?"

This time it was Long Shute's turn to be surprised: In any case, he would never have thought that after two years, the other party could still remember the unknown person who had only met once...

"If I remember correctly," Emma returned the signature pen to her younger brother, and put her hands in her trouser pockets casually, "Your name is...Long shot? It's really an impressive name."

"It's a dragon, Long Shute," Long Shute had no choice but to correct the other party's pronunciation, "I'm surprised that you remember me..."

Emma shrugged: "Because not everyone will make such a regrettable sound about the girl's figure, and it was twice..."

Long Shute couldn't help blushing, so he had to find an excuse for his behavior: "Uh... this is because I really like you so much, so I always hope that the lover of my dreams can be the most perfect ..."

This time it was Emma's turn to be in a daze. She really didn't expect that the guy opposite would answer herself like this...

Suarez, who was standing behind them, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and took his own Sofia back a few steps quietly: "This brat, I can't tell, I've known him for a long time..."

Emma coughed lightly, dispelling the slightly awkward atmosphere: "I have been to Stamford Bridge to watch the game, but I don't seem to have seen you. Now you are in the Netherlands again. Could it be that you have transferred?" She There was a hint of a smile in his eyes, as if to say, what excuse do you have for a liar?

"You are so smart, you are worthy of being a school goddess," Long Shute, who did not expect to be shameless, nodded and admitted without shyness, "In 2007, I moved to Ajax, and the one just now was my teammate. , If you don’t believe me, please follow the official website of the Ajax club, my number for the new season is No. 8.”

The slender eyebrows frowned slightly, rising like the green hills in the distance.

Emma looked at this Chinese man with sword-like eyebrows very seriously, and was sure that his explanation was not made up casually.

"Okay, I believe you." The smile in her eyes shrank slightly, and she nodded, "Thank you for always following my videos..."

Long Shute's eyes fluctuated up and down with Emma's movements, and finally fell on the corner of the other's slightly pursed mouth.

"I don't know if anyone has told you that your smile is so charming..." Looking at that sharp arc, his mind was suddenly a little obsessed with it, and he couldn't help saying, "Can I chase you?" ?”
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10 minutes later.

Although Emma Watson has gotten rid of the "emergency" just now, she is still a little unnatural.

Although we Europeans are not cautious about our feelings, how can we agree to a Chinese who has only met twice?
But her mood caused a small wave for no reason.

There was a slight ringing of the mobile phone in the handbag.

"Mr. Barrymore?" Emma adjusted her breathing, and gently pressed the phone to her ear.

Her brother Alex Watson, who was only two years younger than her, couldn't help frowning, staring at his sister nervously.

He doesn't like the local financier who surrounds his sister's ass every day to show his courtesy, but this is his sister's personal feelings, and as a younger brother, he can't complain too much, otherwise it will definitely encourage her sister's rebellious psychology... …

But the phone call was much shorter than he had imagined. Emma only answered a few times before putting the phone back into her bag.

"That bank guy is asking you out again?" Alex asked tentatively.

His sister shrugged: "I refused."

Alex nodded happily: "Are you finished?"

His sister shook her blonde hair: "He and I didn't even start."

So Alex was even happier.

(End of this chapter)