football king

"I often come here to play when I have time, and I have nothing to do at home." Dolores held Mordred's slender hands with both hands, holding them lightly like holding a piece of smooth jade, making people love it.

In just one dinner time, Mordred filled Dolores' heart so much that even Chris couldn't help giving him a thumbs up, as long as he knew how silent his mother was sometimes. reason.

Mordred is amazing to be able to sit this far with just one meeting.

"Don't worry, the summer break is coming soon, and Chris and I will take you to the island to play, so that we can meet every day." Mordred was very happy about Dolores' concern. Eyes are narrowed into slits.

Dolores is so kind to him, which means that there may be less resistance in the future!

"You should go back early, the weather is not so good now." Mordred smiled sweetly, and wrapped Dolores's clothes a little tighter, looking more filial than Chris's son.

Dolores gouged out a dissatisfied look at Chris, "You didn't say a word when he was leaving, and you were like a gourd at the dinner table just now, why didn't I know when you were so shy?"

Chris, who suddenly had an unwarranted disaster, wondered whether he was shooting himself in the foot?He didn't even know who to be jealous of.When Mordred came, his family's status plummeted. Not only his little Chris, but even his mother was bewitched by Mordred.

"Mom, you should go back to rest early! There is no training during this period, and Melis and I will accompany you well?"

Dolores pretended to be angry and patted Chris on the shoulder, "You boy! Melis is fine? What's the matter with being around me, a bad old woman every day, you, stay at home with me and little Chris! Don't always I want to drag Melis into the water."

Immediately afterwards, he said: "I was embarrassed to say before, now that I have settled down, I should stop going to that kind of place every day." That kind of place is of course nightclubs and bars.

Although Dolores didn't say anything, she couldn't stand any of the Yingying Yanyan brought back by her son. Are they called clothes?At best it was fabric strung together with string!

What kind of woman can there be in that kind of place!

Chris seldom went to nightclubs this season. Even if there were reports, most of them were with his teammates, and there were no more sexual rumors. Otherwise, Dolores would never have said such a thing.

Thinking of his identity, Mordred coughed in embarrassment, "It's not early today, so I'll go back first, and come back to accompany you tomorrow if I have time."

After Mordred left, Chris had a chance to speak.

"Mom, can you stop talking about this all the time?"

"I didn't mean to expose you on purpose. If nothing else, just talk about Irina! Ever since she gave birth to the child..."

Shocked, Chris quickly covered Mini's ears, and said dissatisfiedly, "Mom!"

Dolores knew she had made a slip of the tongue, but she was still a little bit aggrieved.

"I had a big fight with you, and we broke up! I haven't appeared in front of you and me until now! This woman is too heartless."

"I don't have anything to do with her anymore, Mom!" Chris drew his voice, hoping to turn the topic over.

I don't know if it was because of Mordred's well-behaved appearance that stimulated Dolores, and she said everything she usually thought in her heart.

Xiao Mini, whose ears were covered, watched them quarrel with wide eyes, but was very calm in her heart.

Because they are absolutely unaffected!

Sure enough, after a while, Chris bowed his head and apologized.

"Mom, don't worry, I won't go out to fool around in the future. I was young and ignorant at the time, so please understand."

Dolores also didn't want to quarrel with her son, so Chris gave her a step to come down, "That's good, Melis is a good boy, you can learn from him."

Chris smiled wryly: "Okay, don't worry! I promise to learn from him!" Then he abducted the 'top student' you fancy and brought him home.

Mordred, who had already arrived home, knew nothing about it. When he was lying on the bed and was about to talk on the phone with his mother, Mendes suddenly sent him a document.

Take a closer look at the advertisements of Coca-Cola, one is for this summer off season, and the other is for the World Cup.

The sum of the remuneration of the two commercials is not a small amount. It took a long time for Mendes and Coca-Cola to grind down this contract.

After all, Mordred's commercial value has not yet been tapped. Compared with Chris, Mordred has shot very few commercials.

Moreover, they are all niche brands. Some big brands are not willing to use such a high salary to hire a new star who has emerged in the new season.

Just thinking about it, you know how much effort Mendes has spent, and after thinking about it, Mordred finally accepted the contract.

A football star not only needs to play the ball well, commercial value and media are indispensable.

The summer break is coming soon, so taking a break is not a big problem, and these two commercials don't look too difficult to shoot.

The ad was scheduled after the Copa del Rey game, when they were all on holiday, so it didn't matter at all.

This national derby is over, and the whole Real Madrid has returned to its previous appearance again. No opponent can motivate them more than Barcelona.

This time it was a draw against Barcelona, ​​what about next time?They don't want to lose, so they must prepare for the battle with all their strength.

Thinking in the heart and doing it with the body are two different things. The summer break is coming soon and everyone will stop focusing on football.

The most obvious one is Mr. Brazil. Mr. Brazil's waist is more than a little bit thicker, so obvious that Mourinho can see it and be sent for a medical examination.

As a result, the body fat rate exceeded the standard, so Mr. Brazil pitifully received a special training package, the same as Meris and Ozil.

Mordred and Ozil have been struggling in the boundless hell for a long time, and now they can't help gloating when they see a 'newcomer'.

"Ricciardo, how much did you eat during the holidays these days? Can you eat like this? Even the jersey can't cover it up." Mordred groped in circles like touching a pregnant woman's belly.

Kaka, a good man, couldn't help but roll his eyes, "I just ate some barbecue, not much..."

Kaka measured the height by one centimeter with his fingers, and Mordred fell directly on the turf laughing, his stomach ached from laughing.

"Hahahaha! Ricardo, do you know? I just saw the vast universe through your fingers! Hahaha."

Ozil patted Ricardo on the shoulder, "Let's work together."

So what if Kaka doesn't want to?train it.

Sitting in Chris's limited-edition Porsche after training, Mordred popped in.

"Mendez insisted that I learn how to drive, but I'm too lazy to go. Anyway, someone will be a driver for me every day. Don't you think so?"

Chris turned his head and saw that Mordred was about to get close to his face. Fortunately, he was skilled enough and didn't step on the brakes. Even so, Chris was also taken aback.

Parked the car on the side of the road with a serious face and began to talk about how dangerous Mordred was just now. Mordred also listened to his nagging happily, and looked at him with a smile on his back, showing no sign of repentance. .

In the end, Chris laughed angrily, "Why are you like Little Mini?" He sincerely admitted his mistake and refused to correct it. I don't know when he learned this rascal.

Start the car again, "Learning to drive is also good. Anyway, you are also a celebrity. If I can't pick you up for something, it's not good to take a taxi all the time. Let's listen to Mendez and learn to drive. It just so happens that the birthday gift I gave you can also It comes in handy, doesn't it?"

Mordred couldn't help but smile when he thought of the joke about the car he gave for his birthday.

"Okay, listen to you."

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Then Mordred came to learn how to drive. In his previous life, he drove a luxury car across the death track. He drove on this flat road with his eyes closed. He didn't learn how to drive before because he was too lazy to come.

When Mordred came back after driving for a lap, the coach's face turned dark with all kinds of stunts.

Call Mendez directly, "He drives better than me! You want me to teach him? I'm sorry I don't have this skill, you should replace it, and put the rest of the money into the bank card." Hang up, without giving Mendez any time to react.

"Very proud! How about my driving skills?" Mordred leaned on the door of the sports car, looking at this young coach with a half-smile.

"Hmph, do you kids from rich families like to be praised so much? Why do you ask me to teach you if you are so proficient? Humiliate me." The young man in his twenties looked at Mordred haughtily, and he obviously liked Mordred. Reid's senses were not very good, so he packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Being labeled as a kid from a rich family for no reason made Mordred find it funny, whether it was in his previous life or in this life, he had nothing to do with a kid from a rich family, okay?

It was all made by him bit by bit, without the glory of his ancestors.

"You hate kids from rich families so much? I didn't provoke you, so why are you giving me a face? Don't you know who I am?" Mordred leaned in front of the coach and looked at him with clear eyes.

The coach's eyes were brown, and his eyes were flickering with anger. He was obviously annoyed by Mordred's words just now, and he also didn't give face when he said, "Are you God? I must know you? Even if you are God, I'm sorry. He's an atheist." Then he put the phone in his pocket, turned around and left.

Mordred was aroused by him, and said to the back: "Hey! Do you want to compete! I think you are quite strong."

The clear voice spread far away, the coach stopped in his tracks and snorted, "I can't compare with you, I know I can't compare with you." Then no matter what Mordred shouted, he didn't stop. .

Mordred rubbed his chin and murmured: "He has a personality. Forget it, let's not argue with him." After speaking, Mordred called Mendes and asked him to give the boy more money. $[-] wages.

The young man was dressed cleanly. If you look closely, you can see that the leather on the back of the shoes has been worn off. His family background should not be very good, and his driving skills are also good. Can he be regarded as a treasured talent?

Thinking of this, Mordred himself laughed.

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I forgot to ask everyone for leave, sorry!I will add more tomorrow!eight thousand!It's a supplement.