[Football] Goalkeeper Superstar

After the live broadcast of the locker room where the chickens were flying and the dogs were jumping, everyone took a group photo.

Afterwards, when the program team left, almost all the members were exhausted.

Mahrez and Kevin supported each other and walked to the long-awaited bus with their teammates, and then sat in their seats. When watching him leave Bournemouth, Kevin suddenly remembered— —My mom’s hotel hasn’t been decided yet!

Quickly pulled out Mahrez's earplugs playing rock music, and then plugged his mobile phone to Mahrez.In the end, I saw Mahrez holding Kevin's mobile phone, took a closer look, then took a farther look, and then looked at Kevin with a confused face: "What is it writing? I don't understand Chinese. "

Kevin slapped himself on the forehead, took the phone over, and said, "My mother, let me help her book a hotel. The time is..." He glanced at the phone, "7 days."

Mahrez looked at Kevin, and then looked left and right several times: "Dude, why didn't I see that when you are your friend, you have to become Tinker Bell? Help with everything?"

Kevin looked at Mahrez without speaking for a long time.

After 5 seconds, Mahrez conceded defeat, then called Kevin, used his relationship, got a 6% discount at the best hotel in Leicester City, and then booked a honeymoon suite for Kevin.

good pal!

Sometimes there is no need to ask so many questions, what to ask, and what to return.

Mahrez got the job done, and Kevin started to reply to Ibrahimovic by relying on the sleeping Mahrez.

130 eight text messages, Kevin has reason to believe that when Ibrahimovic has so many text messages, he must be watching his game and replying while watching.

Text message No. 56: Little fans, pay attention to this No. 12 player. His speed is not the best, but his feints and physical coordination are really good.

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Article 88 text message: I think it would be better if your striker can exercise his shooting sense, otherwise his shooting can only be knocked out.

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Text message No. 123: Little fans, I have to worry about seeing the bus in front of your goal. I really don’t want to meet you.

Text 124: I forgot, little fans, you don't play the Champions League :-d Thank God!

Kevin watched, smiling while watching.

Then the phone vibrated again.

It was still 138 text messages just now, and now it has jumped to 139.The latest piece of information from Ibrahimovic has arrived.

Message No. 139: Little fans, are you calling at night?I'll wait for you~>▽<(ps: What do you mean by Chinese??)

Kevin laughed, and the teammate Gray behind him poked his head over and saw that Kevin had turned off his phone, but his smile was revealed through the glass of the team bus window.Gray looked at Kevin's rare smile and laughed too.

"Dude, are you in a relationship?"

Kevin was taken aback, looked back at Gray, then pointed to Mahrez, who was already asleep and snoring beside him, and said, "No, let's keep our voices down."

Gray smiled and looked around. The captain and coach Ranieri were not nearby, so he sneaked closer to Kevin and said, "James and I are going to the bar next weekend, will you come?"

next weekend?Mom and his new husband should have gone back.However, the rules in the locker room do not allow players to go to bars and nightclubs.

Just as Kevin was about to refuse, Gray said with a serious face: "You have refused many times, don't tell me that you are underage, I don't believe you haven't been to a bar!" After finishing speaking, Gray looked around carefully.

...Well, this one, I really went there.

A 16-year-old boy, no matter how well-behaved he looks, will be a little rebellious in his bones.Of course Kevin has been there, and it was an underground bar that he went to with John. The two drank beer for the first time. That night, John was so smelled of alcohol that he didn’t dare to go home, so they hid at Kevin’s house and slept all night. It's just a trick.

Kevin still clearly remembers the taste of beer.

Looking at Kevin's expression, Gray knew there was something going on, and immediately urged, "Will you go?"

Kevin nodded, and after thinking for a while, he called a safe person: "Can Mahrez go too?"

Gray's face froze: "Take him, let's watch him jump up and down alone in the bar to pick up girls!"

Kevin also said in a very bachelor way: "Mahrez has a car, and he doesn't drink much."

What this means is that when we're all too drunk, someone has to drive us all home, right?

When Gray thought about it, it made sense!

The bus arrived at the club that night, and many of the remaining players drove back in their own cars. Kevin and Mahrez lived in the dormitory.Since tomorrow is the weekend and there is no training or competition, Kevin does not need to ask for leave with the head coach. What he has to do now is to have a good sleep and pick up his mother at the airport tomorrow.

But before that, Kevin needs to call his idol.

"Yo, little fan."

"Did I disturb you?"

"Nope, I was just doing some legwork right now and had time to talk to you. What are you doing?"

Kevin jumped off the lever: "Pull-ups."

"Oh~, the goalkeeper has a lot of upper body muscle training." Ibrahimovic curled his lips. He is not familiar with this aspect, so it is difficult for him to give advice. "But you still need to have muscles. I didn't say that, little fan, you seem a little skinny. Has your nutritionist formulated a diet for you?"

thin?

Kevin lifted his clothes, looked at his abdominal muscles, and then squeezed his chest muscles: "My nutritionist didn't say that I was overweight a while ago."

"Hey~" Ibrahimovic laughed ghostly: "Fat, it's better to run. If you really want to eat, remember to exercise after eating."

Kevin also laughed: "I know that."

The calls between Kevin and Ibrahimovic went from training to eating in one go.From eating to taking a shower.Kevin and Ibrahimovic even chatted for over an hour in each other's bathrooms about the latest movie that came out.As a result, they were lying on the bed. The two of them still couldn’t get enough of their thoughts. The phone’s power supply was running out. The two of them plugged in the power cord and lay on the bed looking at the sky above their heads. They talked about cosmic physics and each other’s constellations.

Ibrahimovic was chatting happily when his girlfriend Herrera knocked on the door, "Who are you chatting with?"

Ibrahimovic smiled and said, "Fans."

Herrera looked at Ibrahimovic a little angrily. Although she could hear that Ibrahimovic was chatting with a man, Ibrahimovic was able to chat with the other party so happily that he could even put himself aside, Herrera Already starting to get a little pissed off.

Angry at Ibrahimovic's lack of concern for her.

Kevin heard the conversation with Ibrahimovic, and he said good night to Ibrahimovic very knowingly, then turned off the phone and set the alarm clock.But his mind was far from as calm as his face.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Kevin had already arrived at the departure hall. Today's weather was very good. In the sunny summer, many people were wearing sunglasses.Of course, Kevin also brought it, and even a white sun hat. His figure was set off by his white T-shirt and jeans and sneakers, which attracted the attention of many women along the way.

Kevin didn't stay long, and stood at the exit holding a sign with his mother's Chinese name on it.

When all the passengers on the plane got off, Kevin immediately saw the woman with short hair dyed in amazan, wearing a thin black camisole, a pair of beautiful jeans, carrying a backpack, and holding a woman in a dress. The handsome man in the shirt got off the plane directly.

Kevin immediately became happy, and shouted in Chinese: "Mom! Hey here!" Then he danced the card with his mother's Chinese name on it.

I saw this fashionable and capable woman stepping on high heels and directly killed him, and slapped Kevin on the head: "I said you silly son, how many times have I told you! Don't write my Chinese name casually! "

Kevin covered his head, his hat was tilted by his mother, and his sunglasses drooped down. You can see Kevin looking at his mother in shock, thinking, it hasn't changed a bit after not seeing his mother for several years.

"Okay, okay~" The man behind him was very hearty, watching Kevin stretch out his hand directly: "Hello, I'm Wang Zhi."

"Hello, Kevin Sanders." Kevin also stretched out his hand, and I stopped with the man who is now his stepfather in name.

"I've been flying for so long, can you stop talking here?" Kevin's mother threw her backpack directly to his son, and said, "Hurry up and help me get it, oops, I'm dead. "

Kevin smiled and put the backpack on his body, and then took the luggage from Uncle Wang by the way: "Which places do you want to visit these days?"

"I don't plan to play much." This uncle Wang is about 190 tall, with a smiling face and a very friendly person. He always looks at Kevin with a bold smile on his face, which makes Kevin's original The tension subsided a lot too. "The main reason for coming here is that I was invited by the chefs here."

"I heard from my mother that you are a chef." Kevin suddenly felt a little hopeful. He has lived a life of a herbivore for a long time, and big pieces of meat are what he wants to eat most now. .

Uncle Wang smiled mysteriously: "Yes and no."

Kevin was taken aback: "How to say?"

Uncle Wang smiled and said, "Do you know the difference between a chef and a chef?"

Kevin pushed the luggage cart, thought for a while, and shook his head.

"Chef, don't be full. Chef, don't be full." Uncle Wang looked at Kevin with a puzzled expression, and he continued: "Chef, don't be full, but he is only responsible for teasing your taste buds."

The group left the airport. Kevin wanted to take a taxi, but just as he came out, he saw a car parked next to them. The driver came down and asked in a pure British accent, "Is that Mr. Wang?"

Uncle Wang stepped forward and nodded, chatted for a few words, and then got into the car with a bewildered Kevin.

……

"Kevin booked a hotel for us?" Uncle Wang looked at Kevin beside him.

"Yes."

"Then go to the hotel you booked." Uncle Wang was very straightforward. The co-pilot in front of him had a few words in English with the driver, and the car immediately changed lanes on the expressway and drove in another direction.

Kevin was suddenly full of expectations for this Uncle Wang.