football king

Mordred looked into the expectant eyes of little Chris, but couldn't say the word no.

After hesitating for a while, Mordred pulled Chris up again, following the principle that a dead friend never dies a poor man.

"Chris, come and video me, remember to take a handsome picture." He said, just picked up a football from Chris's house and walked to the backyard.

Chris followed them to the backyard with his mobile phone, even if Mordred pulled him over, he was still lazy.

Today's weather is also good, sunny and sunny.

Mordred put the ball at the feet of Chris Jr., only two or three steps away from him.

Then he made an OK gesture to Chris next to him, and began to explain carefully.

"This move requires a lot of room to perform, so while we are physically confronting the opponent, we have to keep a distance to attack at any time." Mordred stretched out his hand and poured the feet of Little Chris to his body, and the shoulders really pouring backwards.

"There is no fixed way to use this trick. It breaks through the opponent's weakness. The most difficult thing is Messi's dribbling method. It is difficult to use without splashing water."

Mordred perfectly replicated Messi's way of dribbling in the video just now, "Of course, it's not that Messi's way is suitable for everyone. After all, his chassis is low, so he uses this way. It's a way that suits him very well. , and you are the same as your father, basically copying his playing style is not a big problem, but you also have to determine the playing method according to your own physical fitness."

Mordred babbled on for a long time, but found that he seemed to have strayed from the topic, so he coughed and changed the topic.

But before he could speak, he was interrupted by Xiao Mini's innocent face.

"I've heard from Papa that Brother Melis's playing style is very simple and efficient, and he never makes fancy moves. Is this also determined by physical fitness?"

If someone else asked this question, Mordred would never tell the truth, but now the person who said this sentence was Xiao Mi, and he could never deceive the child.

"Not really, fancy movements have the effect of fancy movements, and simplicity has the effect of simplicity. Simplification is indeed beneficial to the body, but it is not suitable for everyone."

Seeing that he had strayed from the point, Mordred simply sat down on the turf, patted himself on the opposite side and signaled Mini to sit down and chat.

Chris next to him quietly turned on the live broadcast, and the barrage flew over like crazy.

At the beginning, there were some female fans, but as Mordred went deeper and deeper, the barrage gradually became more serious.

"The first point of simplification is not to let the opponent see that you want to do this. The simpler the action, the easier it is to steal the ball. So I don't play all simple and efficient football. I will play some while being simple. It's a gimmick, a falsehood."

"In this way, when the defenders face me, they will become very uncomfortable. He can't guess whether I will pass him or pass the ball. He can only rely on the teammates around me to infer what action I will make. , Invisibly, I put a lot of pressure on the defender."

Mordred said while using stones to teach the little mini, "But against a team of the level of Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​​​this trick is actually not very easy to use, because they will do a tight defense..." Said When he got here, Mordred suddenly felt guilty, ahem, their hot defense is a ruthless character who can make San Cassie furious.

Mordred's eyes wandered for a moment, and then he continued to talk as if he was fine.

He wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but the barrage had already seen through him.

'Meris is talking about Real Madrid's guilty conscience!Ha ha ha ha'

'Is the watertightness of Real Madrid's defense able to leak everything except water? lol'

'But this time the live broadcast has a lot of dry goods, I envy the little mini. '

Mordred, who didn't know that these fans were so good at talking jokes, continued to explain to the little mini in detail.

"Since the simplistic style of facing a strong team will not be confusing, why should I do it?"

"The reason is my physical fitness. My physical fitness is not good enough. If I have the physical fitness of you, I will develop more fancy games. But God doesn't give me a chance, so the advantage of simplicity is reflected. Here, it can maximize the output of some of the body's only strength."

Little Mini sat on the turf and listened very carefully.

Facing the little mini like a chocolate dumpling, Mordred's heart softened and he was about to catch up with the marshmallow. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the soft hair of the little mini, and said softly: "But you are different from me. You have been loved by Chris since you were a child." High standards are required, and there will definitely be no physical shortcomings. Again, you are more suitable for Chris's style of play."

The little mini who heard the last sentence can be said to be very disappointed. It's not that he doesn't want to be like Chris, but that everyone around him is praising Mordred's concise style, so the little mini looks forward to holding the ball today I want to ask Melis.

As a result, he was awakened by Meris' reality sledgehammer.

Mordred couldn't help laughing when he saw Xiao Mini's depressed expression, "But it's not like I can't learn this style, I don't have too many skills."

Then he stood up and set a benchmark for the little mini, with a simple beauty in every move. This is Mordred's unique style of play.

The golden hair fluttered in the air, and the smile she turned her head to Xiao Mi could melt the coldest.

"What are you looking at? All the goals have been scored."

Mordred ran to Mini, picked him up and looked at the goal.

Chris next to him also came back to his senses, covering his heart with one hand, and it was beating uncontrollably. If he didn't know that he loved this blond boy, Chris would have wondered if he had an arrhythmia.

Since the two people established their relationship, they have more than warmth but not enough passion.

The long-running relationship between the two seems to have formed a kind of estrangement. There are little minis at home and a lot of teammates in the club.

They have no personal space at all, and Chris has gradually become accustomed to this tender feeling.

Suddenly Mordred looked back inadvertently and smiled, as if hitting his heart.

The fans in the live broadcast room were also in the same mood as him. After the bullet screen stopped for two or three seconds strangely, a scene of demons dancing wildly appeared again.

"Obviously I'm a straight man, why did my heart move when I saw Meris smiling just now! Mom, I seem to be bent."

"Is this an angel? It's an angel! They're both human, so why is Meris so good-looking? I'm so sore!"

Of course, those who can speak normally are rare species. Most of the fans are ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Obviously, it should be a picture that I can enjoy alone, but now it is seen by others.

Chris felt unhappy, if he was upset.

Don't think about it for others, Chris has always been the master of doing whatever he wants, so he just turned off the live broadcast.

The fans who got their brains congested were stunned. What happened to Chris suddenly.

Only one strange group laughed strangely, "It must be jealous." "It must be jealous!"

Then Chris called Little Mini back into the room, his broad chest was pressed against him, and the scent of bergamot came from his body, which made Chris feel a little dizzy, as if he was not holding Mordred in his arms, It's a piece of candy, an orange-flavored candy.

Mordred, who was suddenly attacked, relaxed his tense body, and asked softly without looking back, "What's wrong?"

The bergamot flavor slowly fermented in the sun, and Chris came back to his senses.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the two of us haven't whispered for a long time."

Chris's voice was not low, but Mordred could hear a sense of grievance strangely.

Mordred raised his eyebrows frivolously, "Are you sure? We've just finished the summer break. During the summer break, we're almost conjoined twins. That means Ozil knows about us. If he doesn't know... It is estimated that he will have doubts about the three words brotherhood in the future.

Facing Mordred's questioning, Chris felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Am I bringing up this topic to make you question me?Shouldn't two people sit on the turf and say things that only lovers say?

This is not going right!

Chris still doesn’t know a famous saying at this time, some straight men, even if he is bent, are still straight...

Even though he was full of helplessness, he could only continue to chat with him about this matter.

"You also know that there is Ozil during the summer break, basically you go where Ozil goes, so don't whisper."

Even if Mordred's nerves were rough, he understood what Chris wanted to say at this time.

He broke free from Chris's arms and gave him a bear hug backhand. The strong scent of perfume on Chris' body gradually infects the scent of bergamot on his body, as if two people were entangled.

But this sense of satisfaction, Chris still felt that it was not enough.

"I love you."

The young man's clear voice rang from Chris' ear, and for some reason, the dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared in an instant.

And Mordred seemed to feel that the last time was not enough, so he leaned into Chris's ear and said to him affectionately and with a smile: "I love you, and I only love you in this life. I am very persistent, and I have identified one." You will never let go of things, have you made up your mind to stay with me for the rest of your life?"

lifetime……

Chris had only these few letters left in his head, and it hit the heart of Mordred, whom he loved deeply.

Chris tightened his embrace, and his beautiful sword eyebrows stretched out.

"Forever, this promise is too beautiful."

"It's true."

Both find fulfillment in this conversation, and their ever-sneaky love makes them question their decisions.

But now they will no longer doubt it, because he is always by his side no matter what.

It works better than any love story.

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Get out of the way!I'm going to start sprinkling sugar.