I want to marry my loser [football]

(fifteen)

The popularity of the video has not brought any change to Jiang Fan's life for the time being. However, there were a few tourists among the teammates in that game. Anyone from any club must recommend him to the club he supports.

At that time, as soon as the name of the supporting team was reported, some of the teammates who had fought side by side just now turned their faces on the spot.

One said "My red army is invincible!", one said "Shit, my white army will definitely return!", one said "Wait, my blue army will definitely kill you next year!", and the other laughed: "You'd better fight for four."

It sounds like the team I support probably has a red jersey and a white jersey. The team with the white jersey won the championship last year, but this year it was eliminated by the team with the red jersey.And then there's the team with the blue jerseys who, for some reason, are always called "four".

(fourteen)

Probably a few "teammates" said that there might be scouts coming to observe. When Jiang Fan found someone staring at him, he just looked up at him and didn't pay much attention...

No, still a little concerned.

Because the other party is a man with a rather outstanding appearance.Although he is no longer young, he has an elegant and gentle temperament, which makes him still attract attention.

I saw his dark hair with a little curl, softly resting on his full forehead.A tall nose bridge, straight browbones, a thin jaw line, and a bone profile look handsome enough.

He is well-dressed, tall, with a gentle and slightly melancholy expression, wearing a pair of glasses with gold wire frames, and behind the lenses are a pair of soft honey-colored eyes.

Those gentle and affectionate eyes, with thick and slender eyelashes, well-defined, although the end of the eyes has traces of time, they are still beautiful.

He looked at Jiang Fan seriously and focused, but Jiang Fan turned his head away in embarrassment, not daring to meet his gaze.

He watched it for a long time, until noon, when Jiang Fan closed his business and was going to have lunch, he came over and said, "Hi, may I treat you to lunch?"

Jiang Fan picked up the football, his bangs were wet with sweat, his blond hair was wetly attached to his forehead as smooth as a marble sculpture, and his blue eyes were as clear as the clear sky.

His appearance is too deceptive, as if he is really an angel under the throne of the gods.

But a devout and humble angel would not look at a man and say with a smile, "Is this a flirtation? Sir?"

Sally Maxwell Lancelot Reginald was taken aback for a moment, and realized that this innocent and gentle boy who looked like an angel might not be as obedient as he appeared.

(fifteen)

Jiang Fan chose a restaurant that tasted similar to a Chinese restaurant, and ordered sweet and sour pork and chili fried pork. Because he saved another meal, he happily handed the menu to the other side.

"What do you want to eat?"

Sally looked at the sparkling eyes of the other party, and took them with a slight smile. He lowered his eyelashes and looked intently, with an indescribably moving expression.

Jiang Fan propped his chin and looked at him, thinking, this is probably the "natural teasing" rumored on the Internet in his previous life?

Or, if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk. It's his preconceived idea that he is attractive, that's why he thinks this man's every move looks particularly good-looking?

But there is no way, this is the only middle-aged man Jiang Fan has ever seen who is so handsome.

To be reasonable, men in their 40s and [-]s are more likely to be middle-aged and unkempt!It is the first time for Jiang Fan to find a living example of the so-called "precipitation of the years, mature style" written in the book.

Sally said, "I'll have a stir-fried bitter gourd. Is that okay?"

"Sure." You can order whatever you pay for.But Jiang Fan was a little surprised. "Do you eat bitter melon?"

This is rare.

"Aren't you going to eat it?" Sally paused slightly, "Then I'll change it to something else."

"No no no, I eat it. But few people... I mean... people here don't eat bitter melon very much except people from the country where the restaurant is opened."

Most of the people who come to this restaurant are foreign tourists who come to travel.

"Really?" Sally was noncommittal, "I think the taste of bitter melon is very strange, it's not disgusting, but very..."

He tilted his head, contemplated for a moment, and a childish frankness suddenly appeared in his expression: "It's worth remembering."

(sixteen)

"So," after ordering, Jiang Fan cut to the chase and said, "What can you do for me?"

"I saw the video of you playing football." Sally didn't hide it either.He stared directly into the blue eyes of the young man, with a serious and earnest expression, "You are very talented, so I want to sign a contract with you."

"Sign?" Jiang Fan asked curiously, "Which club are you a scout for?"

He tried hard to think about the club name mentioned by his teammates that day, and tried to repeat with difficulty: "Lanzhou...? Hong Kong City? Radar United? Fort Monferna? Am I spelling it right?"

"No. But I'm not a scout. I played for Lanzhou for a while," Sally smiled helplessly, "and then moved to the Great Danxi Club."

This time, Jiang Fan tilted his head to look at him, "Are you... a professional athlete?"

"Ex-professional athlete. I'm retired."

"Then you said signing the contract..." Jiang Fan was a little confused, "What do you mean?"

Seeing that he seemed to be moving, Sally leaned forward.He crossed his fingers, resting on his chin, looked at Jiang Fan seriously and said, "After I retire, I want to become an agent. You are the first person I have my eyes on."

broker?

Does he need an agent now?

Jiang Fan thought he looked very reliable.

But judging whether a person is reliable or not, it seems too unreliable to just look at the appearance.

He hesitated for a moment, scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "If you don't mind...can I search for your name?"

Sally was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes."

"Uh... can I borrow your cell phone? I don't have one."

Sally froze again.

He handed over his mobile phone with crooked eyebrows and said, "You are very cute."

([-])

Don't think that if you praise me, I will get dizzy and obediently follow you!

Jiang Fan thought so, pretending to be calm, but blushing uncontrollably.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Sally Maxwell Lancelot Reginald."

"Okay, Sally..." Hearing that there was another "Lancelot", he raised his eyebrows, feeling a little funny.

But soon, his eyes widened, and he couldn't care less about Lancelot.

"Sally Maxwell Lancelot Reginald??"

Looking at the message on the webpage, Jiang Fan couldn't help raising his voice and repeating it.

"it's me."

"Son of the wind? The pride of Ouhaierta?" Jiang Fan read carefully, "Born on August 2019, 8 in Porta Namos in Ouhaierta, Ouhaierta football player, offensive midfielder, former Ouhaierta The captain of the national team..."

……real or fake!

Skip the long list of winning resumes, and then skim those "World Professional League Top Scorer", "Three World Player of the Year", "Best Player in History", "Legendary Award", "Best Team" and "Best Fans' Choice Award". Jiang Fan found his final ending: "On August 2049, 8, Sally announced his official retirement."

He paused, then started searching again, "Why did Sally retire?"

Probably guessing his actions, Sally answered him calmly on the opposite side. "If you're looking for reasons why I retired—because of injuries."

Jiang Fan put down his phone, and looked at him again in disbelief: "...you..."

He paused, and suddenly didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head and found the original news photo, comparing it to the man in front of him.

He was really handsome when he was young.

Running on the green field, the eyes of the whole world are focused on him, the camera follows his figure, he cheers like the wind, with a bright and flamboyant smile on his face.

Compared with the high-spirited and youthful handsomeness when he was young, today's masculinity is much quieter, and it is hard to remind people of the wanton title "Son of the Wind".

Jiang Fan couldn't help doubting: "You don't look a bit like him, so you came to lie to me, right?"

Sally laughed out loud: "I thought you recognized me, so you agreed to come and eat with me so easily. Then I found out that you didn't seem to know me. At that time, why didn't you worry that I was a liar?"

"It's just for dinner. You look so good-looking, and I don't lose money." Jiang Fan said naturally, "But, if you sign the contract, maybe you will sell me."

Sally looked at him amusedly: "Then what should I do to make you believe me?"

"Did you send a message?" Jiang Fan said cautiously——if he was real, it would be a bit rude for him to question like this, but it was because his heart was already shaking violently and he was ready to leave with him. Those who seem to "make progress" want a certainty. "Use your social account?"

Sally asked gently: "So, what do you want me to send?"

(Eighteen)

The world's largest social networking platform bombed.

"Oh my god, I thought I was dazzled when I saw the special attention has new news!"

"Mayah, mayah, my son of the wind finally sent a message!!"

"Let me see what my wind son said!"

"'Cute kid.'?"

"Group photo with fans? I'm also a child, Sally, take a look at me!"

"...Is the level of appearance in the group photo of fans now so high...I don't cooperate with the photo."

The last message was posted on a social platform last year. It was already covered with weeds, but because of the latest photo, it was like a spring thunder, and everything was stunned.

A 15-year-old boy sat opposite him, with blond hair and blue eyes, looking at the camera with a shy smile, like the kind of obedient and well-behaved son that parents all over the world dream of.

As for the man with the face of the camera, even though the shooting angle is straight and the technique is rough and suffocating, he can't help but look exceptionally good.

He smiled happily.

The accompanying text is: "Lovely kid."