British 1986

In fact, black silk is something that can only be understood after in-depth study. There are many types of black silk.

Not all black stockings are black stockings.

This is a very general title.

For example, for ordinary black silk, in terms of transparency and thickness, Allen prefers 0D thickness, which is the kind of shallow layer of black that seems to be absent, hazy and looks very sexy.

Above this, the 10D thickness is okay and slightly dark, but starting from the 30D thickness, it becomes darker as you go further.

The thickness reaches 80D, just like ordinary black cotton socks.

This feels a bit like playing Black Pearl, which is boring.

In addition to this kind of ordinary black stockings, Allen also prefers black stockings. With the addition of the word fishnet stockings, the feeling of this kind of black stockings is completely different from ordinary black stockings.

Black fishnet stockings are not worn by ordinary women in Europe, only those skilled female bodhisattvas who work hard every day wear them.

This needs to be distinguished clearly.

However, the beautiful black fishnet stockings have a really good upper body effect and have a strong visual impact.

But for veteran drivers who are well-informed, it’s a different story.

In addition to these two kinds of black stockings, Monica actually wore horse oil socks today!

This kind of horse oil stockings is a kind of stockings made of more delicate black silk material than ordinary black silk. Its characteristic is that the upper body effect is relatively bright, just like horse oil, it is both bright and silky, so it is called horse oil socks.

Monica is wearing these today, which are gray gradient horse oil stockings with a thickness of about 15D. The color is just right, but not see-through. The tight effect of the stockings just brings out the shape of her model's legs.

Monica leaned against the door frame, made a very charming movement, glanced at Allen who was a little stunned and said: "Sir, can I take photos of survival in the wild?"

"Yes, it's great!"

Monica is dressed as she is now. She wears a short-sleeved blue Italian team uniform on top and these gradient horse oil socks underneath. Not to mention surviving in the wild, she can survive anywhere!

Allen is now unable to wait until she can neither survive nor die.

"Then why did you go to Australia to find that Nicole Kidman and why didn't you come to me?"

Monica smiled and continued to ask Alan.

She was really a little jealous, and she had the courage to ask Allen today.

Monica has been paying attention to him since the show "Survival in the Wild" started broadcasting. Although Allen didn't show much face in the film, he only pretended to interview him once in the first episode.

But when she thinks about how she repeatedly ran into obstacles in Hollywood, and then returned to Italy to audition for roles, but this old man went to Australia, with a beautiful woman in his arms, can travel, and shoot so-called documentaries, what woman wouldn't be jealous of this?

Obviously she is a model, but in terms of figure and appearance, how can she not compare to that Nicole Kidman?

Except not as white as her, in other places, Monica thinks she can kill Nicole Kidman instantly in all aspects.

Don't underestimate Allen's influence now. Although the box office of the few movies he has made seems to be only average and not very popular, his video tapes have been selling.

There are many people who are quite boring. Some fans of his movies don't like to go to theaters to watch them. They like to wait for the theaters to release them, buy a video tape, close the curtains at home, turn down the TV volume, and watch it by themselves.

The previous eight-episode mockumentary, Survival in the Wilderness, was broadcast on television, but its influence was no less than that of a big-budget movie.

Even because it is broadcast on TV, the scale and viewing angle have been specially optimized, which is very suitable for the tastes of some old pornographic groups.

This has made Nicole Kidman, who is still a relatively unknown actor, a little popular. Not to mention other things, as long as she hears her name, many people can think of her. , the way Nicole walks through the jungle in ragged clothes.

For such a good opportunity, this master actually didn’t look for himself, but looked for someone else!

Allen took a deep breath. He could tell that Monica was becoming more courageous today. It was because he had been too gentle to her during this period that she forgot her own taste.

This bitch actually dared to question herself.

How could this be true? !

"Do you know what the technical style of our English team is?"

"ah?"

Monica, whose chin was pinched and lifted slightly by Alan, was a little confused by Alan's question, and then shook her head.

Allen curled his lips slightly, lowered his head and said in Monica's ear: "Our English team pays most attention to physical confrontation. When two players compete for the ball, one of them will often be knocked out or knocked away. The scene was very passionate.”

"?"

Looking at Allen's eyes, Monica trembled instinctively.

"snort"

Allen took Monica's hand and said meaningfully: "Come and let me show you the traditional skills of our British football."

After saying that, Allen pulled hard on his hand, and threw Monica onto Simmons' big bed with a exclamation from Monica.

Today's venue is quite good. There are so many springs in the Simmons mattress. If you don't try their elasticity, you won't be able to afford today's room fee.

After playing a good night in the hotel, Allen finally proved with practical actions that the England team had a slightly higher winning rate than the Italian team.

Didn’t you notice that Monica couldn’t walk the next day?

This time there was no need for Monica to drive the car herself. Allen's logistics team rented several Fiats and they had to rush to Bari in the Puglia region of southern Italy as soon as possible to watch the third and fourth place matches.

The game ends on the 4th, and the third and fourth place matches are on the 7th. The Italian team's game ends one day early, and they have one more day of rest than the England team. Coupled with the home field advantage, the situation is still not optimistic.

In Italy, there is a very magical phenomenon. People living in northern Italy often look down on people from southern areas. The further south they go, the more they are discriminated against. Northerners usually call them southern bumpkins.

Because it is close to Yugoslavia, the population distribution is very mixed.

And Monica's hometown is in Umbria, which is considered the central area of ​​Italy. It is not too discriminated against, but their place is also called the countryside.

Along the way south, Allen slept most of the time. When he arrived in Bari, the security here was a bit chaotic. Because it was a port city, Yugoslavia was on the other side of the sea.

As soon as the convoy arrived at the hotel, several young girls dressed in very non-mainstream styles and carrying fancy backpacks approached Allen and his group as they looked at their brightly dressed clothes.

The bodyguard silently tried to separate these little girls who looked uneasy at first sight.

But they were extremely arrogant and deliberately bumped into the bodyguard. One of them, a clever little girl, reached out into the bodyguard's arms and prepared to steal something.

But as her hand moved, she touched something hard, which seemed to be a gun, and the little girl's face froze slightly.

She looked up at the bodyguard who was looking at her with a faint smile. Just as she was about to apologize, a huge fist hit her in the eye.

"What's wrong?"

Allen, who was supporting Monica, saw that there was a little chaos in front of him, and the bodyguards took action. He subconsciously hugged Monica and hid on the other side.

"Your Excellency, these are some gypsy thieves. They probably treat us as fat sheep."

Another bodyguard who knew the situation ignored the fight ahead. Instead, he approached Allen first, straightened his body, and protected Allen secretly. Then he explained something to Allen behind him in a low voice without looking back.

"Oh? Go get a few people, break their hands and feet and throw them out!"

Allen narrowed his eyes and explained indifferently.

Although these Gypsies look no different from ordinary Italians in appearance, most of them are unemployed vagrants whose main occupation is stealing, which is very disgusting.

To say that these people have a gang or an organization is fine. Anyway, even the Italians regard them as little bugs.

But Allen didn't tolerate them at all today. Now that they met, he just asked the bodyguard to kill them.

These little bugs, the more ferocious people they face, the more scared they become. Allen travels in a low-key manner now. If he reveals his identity and comes openly and scares these gypsies to death, they will not dare to steal from him. thing.

"What's wrong?"

Monica leaned against Allen and glanced over there listlessly.

"Nothing, let's go in first, it's just a few thieves."

July 7, 1990.

Bari, St. Nicholas Stadium.

This stadium has a large capacity, with a capacity of nearly 60,000 people. However, although the venue is large, there is not even a private room in the stadium.

But it was the last game, so Allen didn't care, just let it go.

This time, Allen didn't dress casually. He put on a thin suit very formally, with a rare medal pinned on his chest, and a light-colored soft top hat. He brought Monica to England. The visiting team's locker room.

Seeing that Allen was still preparing to take her in, Monica let go of Allen's arm and said with a look of embarrassment: "I won't go in, I'll wait for you here."

"Um!"

Allen thought for a while and figured that Monica thought the players in the locker room were dressed casually and didn't want to go in. Allen didn't say anything more and nodded to the two bodyguards, telling them to keep an eye on Monica from outside.

Bobby Robson put one hand in his pocket and looked at the tattered stickers on the locker room. The tactics have been laid out. Today is the last game of this World Cup. There is nothing to explain now, just the rest. Leave the rest of the time to the players.

The visiting team's locker room had limited conditions. There were a few shirtless players still taking showers, and the morale of the others was generally low.

He was beaten to death by the Germans just a few days ago, and he was haunted when his morale was high.

"Dong dong dong."

Although the players of the Italian team were still warming up on the court outside and cheering could not be heard, these steady knocks on the door still caught the attention of Bobby Robson.

He moved to the door, opened it gently, and was stunned for a moment by the person he saw. Then he was shocked again. He quickly bent down to salute, and said in a loud voice: "Your Excellency, why are you here? Come in quickly." .”

This nobleman sent by the royal family to supervise the war is the most talkative and easy-to-handle nobleman that Bobby Robson has met in the past few years of coaching the national team.

This Lord Allen does not like to show authority and give blind orders in front of him like other noble lords.

He is a very, very extreme type. Since his arrival in Italy, he has only made a phone call to the team secretary and left a phone number where he can be contacted temporarily.

Then it disappeared!

Disappeared.

Not to mention showing authority, even the figure was nowhere to be found.

A few days ago, the England team achieved its best result in more than 20 years of history, reaching the semi-finals!

Domestic media have reported extensively, and have even begun to discuss how to arrange the fast travel route for the Hercules Cup if they win the championship this year.

And what about the noble master who oversaw the battle?

Still no one showed up, not even watching the game!

It wasn't until the semi-finals a few days ago that Bobby Robson saw the report in the next day's newspaper that his Excellency brought a young star to watch the game.

As the head coach of the team, he actually learned about his team's supervisor, team leader's information and itinerary from Italian newspapers.

It’s just fucking magical.

This man really practiced non-intervention to the end, and Bobby Robson was in pain and happiness.

He was a little flustered by this laissez-faire attitude.

Unexpectedly, this noble man suddenly appeared in the locker room today. Did you suddenly remember the specific purpose of your visit to Italy?

It's not easy.

Allen walked into the locker room with a smile, and took off his hat with his left hand first. In the confused eyes of all the players, Bobby Robson next to him reminded him loudly, and then he got up in a mess and did what he did to Allen. Wearing mixed etiquette.

For civilians, it is really not easy to see a real traditional hereditary noble at such a close distance.

As a result, Allen's appearance made some players who were fearless on the court and used swear words a little frightened. This was the most traditional class oppression, leaving them with no desire to resist.

"Don't be nervous, today is the last game, I'm here to see you."

As Allen spoke, he nodded to the head coach next to him and said, "Bobby, you did a good job, leading the team to the semi-finals."

"Your Excellency, you have given me the reward. This is all my responsibility."

Young people cannot appreciate the benefits of meeting this Excellency, but Bobby Robson still knows it very well and is cautious when talking to Allen.

"If you have credit, you have credit. I will give you credit in my work report when I get back. However, before that, I need you to write a work report and submit it to me, and then I will write a report as appropriate."

Although Bobby Robson also started out as a player, after being a head coach for so many years, he still understands the ways of the world. These words of your Excellency are...

Let yourself take credit?

This. This is so compassionate!

Mr. Allen is awesome! As expected, he is my brand in the British aristocracy. Look at the way he does things.

Bobby Robson, who had complained about Allen's disappearance just now, now felt that Mr. Allen was the wisest manager. He did not disappear, but gave full trust to his subordinates and gave him the greatest support. !

"Okay, Your Excellency, I will start writing the work report tonight!"