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When Korbe TV station arrived, Marisa took a deep breath and got out of the car with the finished manuscripts.

"Look at these, and answer according to the above content in a while!" Marisa, who spoke extremely fast, did not dare to look up, handed the things to Antonio, and she turned and left in a hurry.

Looking at the back of the blonde beauty going away, Antonio frowned.The dodge of Marisa's eyes just now seemed to him to be a problem. Is it really what Jesus said?

I hope I am narcissistic!Antonio no longer thought about that, he spread out the paper in his hand, and began to concentrate on checking the content on it.

"Today is October 10th, Thursday, right?"

Marisa's smile made Louis a little terrified, and he couldn't help but raise his voice and replied loudly: "Yes, but so what?"

"You have elpartidodelas12 at 12 noon?"

"That's right, but today's invited guests have already been confirmed! And I'm just a reporter, that's not within the scope of my job!" Louis hated the woman in front of him to death, and he already regretted agreeing to fulfill the bet , Just pretend you're drunk and don't remember at all, okay?

"Don't be nervous, I'm just curious!" Marisa spread her arms to show her innocence.

Louis suppressed his anger and said with a stiff expression, "Then can we start?"

"Wait a little longer, the makeup artist is putting the finishing touches on, and my boss wants you to have a perfect first impression of him. Listen, here he comes..."

Louis curled his lips in disdain, but soon, the sound of deep and powerful footsteps attracted all his attention.

"Da da da……"

The rhythmic voice made everyone unconsciously turn their eyes to the door, and the slowly revealed figure did not disappoint them.

The tall and slender figure like a green pine came into view, and the perfect proportion of wide shoulders and narrow waist outlined the man's heroism and handsomeness under the hazy light and shadow.A pair of skinny but sharp-edged hands pulled the suit jacket, but the raised corners of the clothes made the inner black shirt leak more, and the slightly tight fabric vaguely outlined the shape of the abdominal muscles.

Except for the brown hair and blue eyes, Antonio has no extra embellishments all over his body. The perfect fusion of minimalism and ascetic style makes him feel elegant and cool.Light and shadow intertwined, the pair of long eyelashes hidden in the shadow of the eye sockets blinked lightly, and the deep eyebrows were painted with a layer of melancholy in an instant.But soon, that fragility was restrained by the blue eyes that showed a crystal clear beauty under the light, and the world was left with nothing but peace and indifference.

With just one appearance, Antonio easily attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.Even Louis, who is a straight man, couldn't help marveling at the Creator's preference.

There was a slight pause, Antonio was not used to being the center of attention.He bent his right index finger and tapped his black suit pants, and the tightness that was surging deep in his heart gradually calmed down.Afterwards, he took a step calmly and walked firmly in the direction of Louis step by step.

Louis held Antonio's extended right hand, nodded with a perfect smile and said, "Welcome to Kobe!"

"My pleasure." Antonio didn't smile, he looked Luis directly in the eyes, and then nodded slightly.

The photographer standing aside blushed, and frantically pressed the shutter, saving every frame.

Luis motioned Antonio to the sofa next to the corner table, and he sat opposite.

Shaking the opened recording pen in his hand, Louis leaned on the back of the sofa and said with a smile, "Are you ready? I'm going to start."

"Okay." Antonio clasped his hands in front of his belly, staring at the past with obvious seriousness in his blue eyes.

Affected by the atmosphere, Louis consciously put down his raised legs. He sat up straight and began to ask, "Let's talk about the weekend league first. Does playing in the Champions League midweek mean that you will miss the next round of the league?"

"I don't know because we only see the starting line-up the day before the game or even two hours before the game."

"Oh? So you want to play?"

"Of course, I'm eager to play for the team."

"Do you feel dissatisfied? About the greatly shortened playing time - have you talked to Zidane? Has he given you a promise?"

"No, my strength is not enough, everyone knows the importance of Ronaldo..."

"Wait, this sentence means you admit to the competitive relationship with Ronaldo?" Louis leaned forward, his sharp black eyes full of aggression.

oh!damn it**!Marisa cursed in her heart, and she knew that this group of **** reporters would not abide by the verbal contract.The preparation time is still too short, if it can be longer...

"Yes, I can't compare to him! I mean the kind of dominance on the court. When Cristiano is on the court, whether it's the camera, the fans in the stands, or the players who are playing, the most concerned It will always be him." Antonio nodded affirmatively.

Louis, who is good at focusing on key points, became even more excited, "You mean other things besides dominance... Are you better than Ronaldo like goal efficiency, state and physical fitness?"

"Scoring efficiency...well...I think I'm better at this point." Antonio smiled slightly, and the tense atmosphere was instantly disintegrated. "As for the state, there is no comparison with this kind of thing. Everyone has a good state." Sometimes, there will be bad times. I don’t know his physical fitness yet. I haven’t fought against him. But he is taller than me and weighs more than me, so it seems that his physical fitness will be stronger. Some."

"But he's 31 years old!" Although he softened his voice, it didn't mean that Louis let Antonio go.

"But he is Ronaldo!" Antonio replied without hesitation, blocking the possibility of further extension of the topic.

Well done!Marisa shouted excitedly in her heart, she never thought that Antonio, who seemed inexperienced, would be so seasoned.

Luis could see that all of Antonio's answers were sincere, he nodded, frustrated that he didn't catch the big news, "Okay, let's talk about something else, there was news a few days ago that you are a Barcelona fan , because you asked for the signature of Dominguez, the power forward of the Barcelona basketball team."

"I need to clarify this. In fact, I am not a fan of Dominguez, and I even hate him because he was a player of our Sevilla city rival Betis before switching to basketball. We started from the field. Off the court, the conflicts of several years will not disappear just because he doesn't play football. But my brother is a Barcelona fan, he likes Suarez the most, and he will also watch the Barcelona basketball team. My family came that night Watching my game, after meeting Dominguez, my younger brother wanted his autograph very much, but because everyone else was wearing football jerseys, so I had no choice but to contribute my part under my younger brother’s begging. A T-shirt."

"It seems that you love your brother very much!"

"Yes, he is a good boy, but he is a little naughty." Antonio laughed, and the gentleness at the corner of his mouth instantly melted the snow and ice piled up between his eyebrows and eyes.

Louis also laughed. He changed his posture and asked in a rather casual tone: "What about the other family members? Are your family all Barcelona fans?"

"No, they are all my fans. If there is a home team, it should be our community team. Although it is a semi-professional team, it always brings us happiness. We all I like it very much." Antonio's straight back was slightly bent, and the appearance of being caught in memory has an amazing charm.

Unexpectedly, Luiz, who answered in the second half, had to dismantle the trap of "you should also be a Barcelona fan", "Not Sevilla? Not Real Madrid? Your home team is your community team?"

"That's my family. My favorite teams are Sevilla, Real Madrid and Spain."

"what about others?"

"Well... I prefer Liverpool in the Premier League, they left a deep impression on me in the Europa League final. The Bundesliga prefers Dortmund, they are very dynamic; and Schalke 04, they are very friendly to the fans , and there are often some fun activities. I like Turin in Serie A because their team name is beautiful and they have a very unique temperament. I also like Flamengo in Brazil. Their fans are so enthusiastic, the red and black wall of sighs! I also pay attention to Zenit St. Petersburg in the Russian Super League, and Rostov, who won the second place in the league last season, they also created like Leicester City A beautiful fairy tale."

"Haha, it seems that you follow a lot of teams, so what do you think of Barcelona?"

"One of the greatest clubs in the world, a big club... and our Real Madrid rivals!"

"Antonio, you are so cunning!"

Antonio pursed his lips and smiled, in fact, this was the answer given by Marisa.

"Come on, tell me about yourself! 'Chelsea manager Antonio Conte wants Rodriguez' - today's headline, another transfer soap opera?"

"I don't even know about it, and it's still very early in the winter window. I don't understand why there are transfer rumors."

"Maybe it's because of the news that Real Madrid is going to sell you. It is said that many Real Madrid fans don't like you. They booed you a lot in the game against Warsaw Legion in the middle of the week. What do you think of this matter?" What? Do you understand?"

"I can understand, Da Luo, Qi Zu...everyone has been booed. When you are noticed by the outside world, it must be because of a reason. Moreover, after I completed the assist hat-trick, no one booed me anymore."

"The Bernabéu fans are really picky! Is the rumor of a transfer to Barcelona this summer true?"

"This is true."

"A formal invitation? On paper?"

"Yes."