number one striker

Chapter 218 Choice
"It seems that you are very nervous." After ordering, Elisa put her face in her hands and looked at Caesar with a smile.

Caesar was a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, and said, "I just don't know what to say."

"Well, let's talk about you. I really want to know how Luther Kaiser, who was born out of nowhere, achieved his current achievements."

"Your media should know all these things."

"But it feels different from the mouth of the person involved."

Kaiser shrugged and said: "Let's start with me being in the first team"

Reversed from yesterday's interview, now Caesar is speaking and Eliza is listening.

Caesar's experience has long been known to the world, but it is mixed with the legendary color given by various media.Hearing the original story, Eliza laughed a little and said, "It sounds like a genius leveling up to fight monsters effortlessly."

"I admit the genius, but it's not effortless. When I was in Red and White Allen, I also trained myself. When I came to Inter Milan, I asked many people for advice. The author didn't write about the goal of Milito, Sneijder's long shot, the captain's calmness, and Eto'o's running line."

"My dream is to become the strongest player. Many people ask me, why do you surpass Messi and Ronaldo, and you don't cheat, and you don't have golden fingers. Then I want to say, I have talent, I am more self-disciplined, I work hard, I have a sense of advancement and a mind to choose a team. With these and a little luck, why can't you surpass them."

"Papa papa." Eliza clapped her hands and said in an appreciative tone, "I believe in you, you will definitely succeed."

"Of course, after all, I have an appointment with someone else." Caesar touched his red bracelet, even if it wasn't a game day, he would wear it on his hand.

Elisa has always wanted to ask Caesar, who sent this.

But judging from his personal experience, it probably wasn't his first love girlfriend or something.

After that, the two chatted a lot, like friends, exchanging favorite music and movies.

Caesar was surprised that Elisa liked punk bands like Green Day as much as he did. Eliza was also very curious about how Caesar fell in love with Chinese movies like "Farewell My Concubine" and "In the Mood for Love".

The more the two chatted, the more relaxed and happy they became, and from time to time they complained about the troubles they encountered in life.

Elisa was vilified in the stage for being a pillar at a young age, which she never told anyone.But when she saw Caesar, she couldn't help shaking it all out.

"Hmph! I won't lose to them! I have to dress up beautifully every day, go to work happily, and piss them off!" Eliza ruthlessly scratched at the beef on the plate, and took a bite like a lioness.

Caesar would not say nonsense such as "don't care" or "open your mind". He raised his red wine glass: "Then I wish you success in pissing them off."

Fabio and Antonio met at the milk tea shop, and they drank one cup after another, but Caesar and Elisa just didn't come out.

"Fuck, where did this couple go?" Fabio couldn't see where the two were sitting from this angle. He flipped through the photos in the camera. Although it could prove that the two were dating, they had no physical contact.

Even if it is announced, Caesar can argue that it is just a gathering among friends.

"Wait, we must take a picture of them going to open the house." Antonio's bladder was full, and he ran to the toilet with his stomach in his hands.

The poor paparazzi didn't know that Caesar and Elisa had already slipped away through the back door.

"Why do you come here?" Caesar couldn't help asking because the back door of the hotel was a dark alley.

"Idiot, who knows if someone will follow you and secretly take pictures. You came directly from the training ground, so someone must have followed you." Elisa took Caesar's hand and turned around, and finally got out in the alley 50 meters away from the hotel.

"If you can shoot it, you can shoot it, what's the matter with having a meal with friends?" Caesar said casually.

Eliza turned her head and smiled, "What if I can't help but do something at night."

Caesar rolled his eyes: "I treat you as a friend, but you want to fuck me?"

Eliza sat in the driver's seat and looked over solemnly: "Luther, if I say that I like you and want to date you, how would you answer me?"

"Uh..." Caesar scratched his hair. He had already seen that Elisa was interested in him, but the carnal Caesar, who only liked big legs, was not interested in her.

But yesterday's interview let Caesar know that Elisa is a very kind and friendly person, and the chat today was quite pleasant, Caesar would be lying if he said he was not tempted.

But now, after all, I was having an affair with Rosie that was vague and unclear. They might say they were a couple, but no one had publicly expressed that.Say no, what are those ooxx mornings, noon, and nights.

"I know you're dating Rosie Whitley"

"It's not considered a relationship." Caesar explained.

Elisa turned her head: "Then you are really a scumbag, don't you want to be in two boats?"

Caesar said awkwardly: "I didn't do anything to you."

"Hmph, I know, Rosie Whitley is the signing angel of Victoria's Secret, a Hollywood star. I'm just a small anchor of a small TV station (Caesar mutters: little sister), my body and appearance are not comparable to others (Caesar: This is true), but I can always be with you. Isn't your big star busy with work recently, you are very lonely when you go home alone."

Alas, as soon as this topic came up, Caesar remembered that he was dumped by Varga.

Will Rosie dump herself in the future because she is too busy at work?

"Looking at your hesitation, can I understand that you mean something to me?" Elisa said nervously, holding the steering wheel tightly.

"Although I'm not as obsessed with you as Thornton, it would be a lie to say that I don't like you."

"I don't force you either, wait until you figure it out. If you want to date me, just call me and I will immediately put on the sexiest underwear and run to your house. If you choose Rosie, please tell me and give me Thornton's contact information by the way. That little guy is pretty handsome."

Caesar rolled his eyes, aren't you also on two boats?
After Elisa sent Caesar home, the two said goodbye, but they didn't know how they would meet next time.

Fabio drank today's 23rd cup of milk tea and burped a lot, smelling like cow dung.

"They, why haven't they come out!!!" Antonio wailed.

"Hey! There's movement!" Fabio's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pushed Antonio.

The latter quickly got up, took a closer look, and said with a sad face: "Idiot! The restaurant is closed!"

　I was eating chicken with my friends yesterday, and I casually talked about Caesar's emotional problems.

　　My friend said bluntly: "Aren't you a bit too scumbag? You have to choose one from the female anchor and the model. It's not too poisonous to see one and love the other, but it's a bit poisonous if the cute one is irresponsible."

　　But I'm also struggling with whether Caesar should choose Elisa or Rosie.

　　So, the decision is up to you.

　　Who should Caesar's partner be at this stage? Please tell us your choice.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)