football king

Mordred hurriedly hid the phone behind his back, lowered his head to meet the teasing gaze of the white man, and blushed instantly.

"A girlfriend?"

The teasing tone made Mordred shake his head again and again, but how could the white uncle not see his obvious movements.

"My hero...You young people really know how to be romantic. Well, I, an old man, won't disturb your relationship. Remember to collect benefits."

After finishing speaking, the uncle left, and when he left, he looked back at Mordred, the teasing in his eyes almost made Mordred's face burn, even the hand holding the phone was shaking .

He didn't know why he was shaking, but this hand just didn't listen to him.

It’s no wonder Mordred was so gaffe. Although the friends around him knew that he and Chris were together, they all tacitly acted as if nothing happened.

His mother, who lives far away in the United States, never asks about his relationship issues, and the relationship between him and Chris is no different from that of an old married couple, like a long stream of water.

It was a bit embarrassing to be pointed out suddenly.

However, Mordred reacted quickly and called Chris back.

When Mordred asked what was going on, Chris smiled bitterly and said, "I seemed to see you in the stands just now, maybe I missed you too much. So I followed the instinct of my body and called you to relieve my lovesickness." .”

Mordred, who heard this, felt that it was sweeter than eating honey, blinked his eyes and dropped the blockbuster of the first lesson.

"You read that right just now, I was indeed in the stands, and I cheered you on."

After Mordred finished speaking, he heard a loud noise from over there.

I don't know if he accidentally dropped it on the ground, or the phone was dropped on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there were several collision sounds from the mobile phone, and Chris' breathing was heard again.

"You are so messy! In case you are discovered..."

"No, don't worry. I made all the preparations before I came. You miss me, and of course I miss you too, so I followed my body's instinct to see you." Mordred's voice was filled with Laughing.

Chris on the other end of the phone can imagine that Mordred's eyebrows are crooked, like a little sun endlessly exuding beauty to everyone.

While there are times when Chris feels tempted to keep the goodness for himself, seeing someone he comforts come back to life...isn't bad either.

Chris leaned on the seat in the locker room, and said to Mordred with the same smile in his eyes: "If I know you are in the audience, shouldn't I work harder?"

"If you work harder, I think Granata will cry. I only hope that you can work harder in the Champions League. Real Madrid's reputation is not good. I also hope that you and I can break the curse."

"With you in Shiliulang, the curse will be broken."

If two people face each other, they will definitely find that their expressions are exactly the same.

Although the two of them also want to be sweet, but their work is too big, and Mendes, who is a skinny guy in the attribute week, will not let them go.

After Mordred caused the mermaid incident, some big brand companies also paid attention to Mordred, the sudden emergence of a 'monster'.

But Mendes belongs to the kind of people who would rather not be short, and he rejected all those that were not very good or did not fit the image of Mordred.

What was a little more surprising was that Nike actually asked Mordred to shoot a promotional advertisement. This advertisement is mainly aimed at Chinese fans, and this advertisement will also be widely promoted in China.

The price is right, and Nike's reputation is there, and it will never hold Mordred back.

The other is the relatively well-known small luxury brand Dior, which has released a new perfume.

They have been looking for an indisputable person to be the spokesperson of this perfume since the first half of the year, but they have to pick and choose whether the camera is not appealing or the personal image is not good.

I put it off until the day I saw the Mordred mermaid look.

The unique immaturity of an 18-year-old boy and the translucency of the Little Mermaid made them fall in love with Mordred's face at a glance.

So Mordred was busy as hell during this time.

In contrast, the Nike commercial is much easier to shoot. It is nothing more than asking him to speak Chinese, and then playing football in the new clothes, and then using that face to set off how good the clothes are.

In front of the camera, Mordred showed a [-]% flamboyant sense, and now he used all of them as the capital to show off his skills.

But the effect is also great, the blond boy is sweating in the sun, his eyes follow the football all the time, as if football is the only one, and the gorgeous skills make the clothes look shiny.

The Nike commercial was shot very quickly, and the director praised Mordred again and again, saying that he has a strong camera sense and very consciously showed his perfect side.

Mordred just wants to say that if you have a Spartan mother, you will be as perfect as he is.

When she was young, Lin Yue hoped that Mordred could become a top model, crushed his scumbag father under his feet, and carefully cultivated him for most of the day. Mordred turned around and loved football mercilessly.

But Mordred has always kept this sense of the camera in mind, and even under Lin Yue's guidance, his acting skills have improved a lot.

But just like that, Mordred hit the rocks from Dio.

This new fragrance from Dior is a unisex fragrance.

Woody and floral, with a hint of bergamot in the base.

The name Fairy Dream, the woody taste of the top note brings a very heavy feeling to the whole perfume, the middle note is flat and overdone very well, and the back note is mixed with floral bergamot, which seems to be in the sun under the sun In the dream, it is like a real elf lying leisurely under the bergamot tree, the trees and flowers around you linger on the tip of your nose, and there are chirping birds singing for him, as if they want to lure him into dreamland.

As a Mordred who likes to wear perfume very much, I was really surprised when I first encountered this perfume.

But before he had time to be amazed for a long time, he was hit by the director's negations again and again.

"What are you doing? Can't you even close your eyes?"

"What's the matter with your contrived expression, it's too greasy! Dustless! Clear! Don't ask about the simplicity of the world?"

After two or three picks, after three or four days of running-in, Mordred hadn't exploded yet, and the director exploded first.

"Who told me that you are full of aura! You are filled with artisan spirit! You are like an elf! You are not worthy of washing the feet of elves."

Such words were so sharp that Mordred's eyes turned cold, and he strode forward to try to reason with him.

In the end, he was grabbed by the assistant next to him. This was a small follower specially sent by Mendes to worry about his shooting scene.

Finally, when the assistant was about to hang on Mordred's body, he sighed and pulled the little assistant off his body.

He walked back to the front of the camera, closed his eyes and lowered his head to sniff the bergamot. The sunlight just rightly sprinkled on Mordred's delicate and suffocating face.

Then he slowly opened his eyes, the blue eyes were as clear as the sea, and he brushed the leaves of bergamot with his fingers.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth without leaving any trace, and he put his finger on the tip of his nose, just looking at it seemed to smell the fragrance of bergamot.

Mordred's interpretation brings a hint of floral fragrance to the warm bergamot.

The director opened his mouth, looking at this completely different Mordred from just now, he didn't understand how he was as dull as a piece of wood two days ago, how he managed to be so amazing in a short while.

The director's first reaction when he came back to his senses was to yell at the cameraman, "Is it recorded?"

I couldn't even wait for the cameraman to answer, so I ran to the camera to watch.

After confirming that the performance just now was perfectly recorded, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was in the mood to watch Mordred who was surrounded by assistants talking on the field.

The complexity in his eyes seemed to be out of the frame. He never dreamed that a guy who was full of ingenuity at the beginning, and who was so superficial about acting, would become so powerful in an instant.

With a heart of cherishing talents, he abandoned the small friction between the two of them two days ago, and spoke to Mordred with a smile on his face.

To be honest, Mordred was almost not frightened when he saw his smiling face, the two of them had been tormenting each other for the past few days.

He didn't act well at the beginning due to physical reasons, and the other party was too refined.

It's not the first time I pointed at his nose and scolded him just now, but now I suddenly gave him a smiley face, he really didn't feel used to it,

Mordred is not a person who holds grudges. It is one thing to get angry just now, but it is another time for two people to chat.

Chatting and chatting, Mordred almost got annoyed by the director.

It was nothing more than wanting to know how he suddenly became so good at acting. Seeing his repeated routines, Mordred had no choice but to tell him.

"I'm just a little angry. It's based on my feeling. If I have to say it... At that time, I was thinking about how to make you look at me differently."

Such an outburst is indeed a bit naive, at least the result is good.

After the filming was over, the director, who had achieved amazing results, sincerely invited him from the entertainment industry.

Mordred was very moved and refused. It was not until later that he heard that the director was also a well-known director in Hollywood.

But he had retired by then.

And now Mordred has been busy for the past few days, and the whole person is free. Coincidentally, both Mordred and Chris have free time.

But it doesn't matter if you have time, the two young men who were squeezed by Zhou have never experienced love at all, and they are just nestling on the sofa like a salted fish.

Little Chris couldn't see it anymore, jumped on Mordred, tugged on Mordred's sleeve and said, "Brother Meris, teach me how to excel! That's the trick!"

Little Chris raised the phone to Mordred's face, and the picture on it was the ball he had broken Messi.

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Correct the typo tomorrow