I want to marry my loser [football]

(220 six)

However, Jiang Fan's application for permission to go out was not approved by Sally.

With his slender fingers, the man gently pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his movements were not in a hurry, his expression was calm and cautious, thinking about how to explain, so as not to make Jiang Fan feel dissatisfied.

With honey-colored eyes under the slender eyelashes, he looked at the blond boy sincerely and softly, with a firm tone: "Gregory, recently, I'm sorry that your focus may be more on study."

"Melville and Gerald's high school grades are perfect. When we made an appointment to have dinner today, they gave me the notes." Jiang Fan was a little surprised for a moment, and then quickly stated that he hadn't forgotten the business, didn't he The kind of ignorant kid who just wants to have fun, "And, they're in the finals, gotta celebrate..."

Although I warned myself that since I became Jiang Fan's guardian, I must take on the responsibility of guardian. In order to educate and guide the 15-year-old child on the right path, I must be stricter in some aspects, and I can't indulge him in everything, but Seeing Jiang Fan's disbelief after being rejected by him, and his reaction afterward, he quickly suppressed his depression, Sally hesitated for a moment, and said helplessly: "In this case...why don't you try? How about inviting your friends over to our house?"

Jiang Fan asked subconsciously: "Is it possible? I..."

He didn't think much about it, he was afraid that if he invited his friends over without authorization, it would disturb Sally and make him unhappy.But when he said this, he always felt a little pitiful, and seemed to be drawing a distance between himself and Sally. Jiang Fan suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence.

But Sally has already noticed the well-hidden caring and carefulness, and he couldn't help but soften in his heart: "Of course, this is your home."

Hearing this, Jiang Fan paused, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just laughed: "Okay! Then I invite them!"

Now that Sally has said so, having a dinner in the villa can be regarded as a response to Sally's kindness.

However, he probably won't invite the next time.

If Jiang Fan was still a teenager, he would certainly be very moved when he heard Sally's words, and maybe he would take it seriously.

But he's in his 20s.He could see that Sally's heart softened for a while, but all adults knew that he could say, this is your home, but it didn't mean that Jiang Fan could really take it for granted.

This is Sally's home.It doesn't belong to him.

When you are blessed and protected by others, you must recognize this point, so that you will not push forward and become self-righteous and annoying.

And since the dinner was held in the backyard of Sally's villa, the food changed from hot pot to barbecue.

As a matter of course, Bradley was invited nearby, and Aiden Green came along with him. The others didn't have too many requirements on the location and form of the dinner party, and they happily went after receiving the invitation.

The half-grown children gathered energetically in the backyard for a barbecue - Gerald, Bradley and Hoyle were responsible for the job, while Jiang Fan sat in front of the folding table and chairs under the sun umbrella, wrinkling his face and turning his head Notes brought by Melville and Gerald.

Melville was temporarily part-time his make-up teacher, sitting opposite him, flipping through his textbooks, and answering his questions.

The two adults sat in the corner on the other side, thinking for themselves, talking about the recent investment direction, the problems encountered by the club, the embarrassment of a single father taking care of a half-old son, and the future of Bradley and Jiang Fan.

Raising your eyes occasionally, you can have a panoramic view of the entire backyard without affecting and hindering the teenagers' play.

"I really never thought that Gregory would fail the exam." Aiden Green faced the evening sun, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Jiang Fan, and said in a funny tone: "He sees Looks so smart."

Sally pondered for a while, showing a worried look, "Maybe I should let him spend more time in school."

As an agent, perhaps his focus should be to allow his players to play more goals and play better statistics, but as a guardian, Sally can't help but think that when he was 15 years old, he played hard on the football field. Killing, resulting in the failure of the basic examination, is it a bit overdrawn on his future and prospects?If Gregory retires in the future, can the knowledge he has learned now support him for the rest of his life?

"He belongs to the green field." Aiden Green said softly, "You know very well that he is unstoppable now. The semi-finals on the 31st, the Silvera Club, Bizigan is more suitable to be his stepping stone. And if we He won, entered the final, even won the championship... He will become famous in the first battle, just like you back then, he will be born and shock the world. There is no doubt about it, and you also know that he is on the court, How brilliant it can be. No one has ever played 1-5 on the field, and not only has he done it, but he has done it better, and no one has ever been on the field...”

Having said that, he paused, looked at Sally, and couldn't help but put on a teasing smile, "Holding up the paper, comparing your name, he directly created several trending searches—"To Sally ', huh? It's really yours."

Hearing this, Sally couldn't help laughing.

Even though several days had passed, every time he thought of that scene, that day, he was sitting alone in the corner of the coffee shop, watching the fearless smile of the boy on TV...

The feeling at that time is really indescribable.

He has always given people the impression of being an elegant, humble, and gentle Son of Wind, but at this moment, with a rare show of narrowness and unknownness, he chuckled and said, "Are you envious?"

"Of course." Aiden Green sighed softly, and admitted very directly: "——If one day, Bradley also suffers like this on the court..."

He paused, looked at his son not far away, who was standing in front of the grill concentrating on brushing oil, and thought that maybe one day, he would also tell everyone on the court, facing the camera, "To Father", or "To Aiden Green", the man's always cold and rigid outline softened slightly, "...I might cry on the spot."

"Ah..." Sally was blocked by his friend's straightforwardness for a moment.He didn't know what to say and looked at Jiang Fan, and saw the blond boy frowning and pointing at a place on the note, huddled together with Melville, probably listening to the other party's explanation.

But he obviously still couldn't understand, because Melville reached for a pen, drew on the scratch paper, and began to explain further.

"I don't feel the same way as you do." Sally said slowly, "Maybe because...Gregory and I are not related by blood, nor are they biological father and son? I don't want to cry, but I just feel..."

He tilted his head slightly, recalling his mood at that time, as if he was thinking about how to describe it most appropriately.In the end, he hesitated and said: "I just feel that... my heart seems to have melted."

Aiden Green glanced at him and said casually, "Don't talk like you're in love."

Sally was not angry at all, he glanced at him and smiled.

Of course he liked Gregory very much, and he could even tell that this kind of liking was not only because Gregory, as his ward, never caused him any trouble, but instead brought him surprises everywhere.It's not just simply admiring that he is a lively, sensible, considerate and cheerful boy.

At the very least, Sally knew that he admired Bradley as well—he was also a child with extraordinary talent and excellent self-discipline—but his feelings for his best friend’s son were completely different from those for Gregory.

There are many complicated personal emotions mixed in it-the expectation of one's own dreams, the admiration for his talent, the appreciation of his potential, the love for his character and appearance, and the sense of responsibility to protect him, And the joy of being valued by him, wanting to repay his devotion and can't help being more tender to him, wanting to give him more what he wants, to do things that make him happy...

However, Sally is also very clear about where the crossing node is.

He is 30 years old after all.He can tell clearly that this subtle favor doesn't mean anything.At least, it is very simple to say-

Whenever Gregory smiled, he felt happy too.

He only hopes that he can grow up well, free from illness, pain, disaster, and danger, with a bright future and full of glory.

(220 seven)

"I'm dead." Jiang Fan lay on the table, hiding his face in his arms.

Melville was unimpressed.In order to make it easier to talk about the question, he has moved from the opposite side of Jiang Fan to his side, "You are not dead. Dead people can't talk. Get up, and I will explain this question to you again."

"After listening to the topic, I will die."

"Do you still want to play?"

Jiang Fan sat up suddenly: "Think!"

"Then listen to the question."

Jiang Fan suddenly languished. "die."

Melville: "..."

He tried his best to keep his face sullen, trying to maintain a cold and selfless expressionless face, but the line of his tightly pressed lips was stretched to the limit he could hold back, and finally he couldn't hold back a "poof" laugh .

Angrily and funny, he covered the lower half of his face with the back of his hand, but Jiang Fan came up to him with wide-eyed eyes.

The blond-haired boy looked at him blushing from laughter, as if he had seen something rare, and stretched out his hand to push away his hand blocking the tip of his nose to see his complete expression at the moment.

"Is it so funny?"

he asked in confusion.

Melville lowered his head, tightly grasped Jiang Fan's protruding wrist with his other hand, covered his mouth, and his shoulders trembled slightly with laughter.

With a trill of laughter in his voice, he whispered, "Don't, don't touch me."

Gerald came over with a plate of grilled meat, and couldn't help asking curiously, "What's wrong with Melville?"

Jiang Fan immediately complained, "He laughed at me!"

It was only then that Melville managed to control his expression and raised his face, trying to regain his majesty as the vice-captain: "It's not because you always don't understand this question."

Jiang Fan was unconvinced and beat back: "There must be something wrong with what you said!"

"Which one?" Gerald put the plate on the table, put the two forks held in the other hand on the edge of the plate, and picked up the notebook to read.

"The penultimate way." After Jiang Fan finished speaking, he immediately held a fork and inserted a piece of beef indignantly, but when he lifted it up to put it in his mouth, the meat on the fork tip suddenly shook and fell on the ground. On the table.Without thinking too much, he grabbed it with his hands, threw it into his mouth, and licked the juice on his fingertips.

Melville: "..."

Sensing the eyes of his friends around him, Jiang Fan thought he had a cleansing obsession, and suddenly smiled guiltyly: "I don't do anything dirty, I don't get sick after eating."

Melville: "..."

At this time, Gerald put down his notebook and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, let me talk to him. You go to rest and eat some meat."

Melville stood up stiffly and left.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Xiaoyou 1;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Jiujiu 2; I am Passerby, Xiaoyou, Quinn, Changle Weiyang, and Changle Wuji 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Zhibai 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!