[Football] Crown of Thorns

This is a fairly large indoor advertising shooting location, with a green screen in the background and some sports equipment in front.

Gama is wearing casual clothes made of washed-out denim, an old sky blue shirt and cropped casual pants of the same style, and sneakers with abstract patterns painted in the same color on his feet. He is leaning against a wall Lifting his legs and stepping on the steps, he put his hand in his trouser pocket and leaned towards the camera.

"Okay, very good, smile, yes, don't laugh, it's that kind of relaxed feeling of being in a good mood..."

The photographer shouted loudly, and many people stood around and looked at this side.

On the other end, Agostinho was biting a cigar, looking like a boss.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Gama caught sight of his manager's attire, and his heart twitched. He really didn't understand why Agostinho always liked that kind of attire that didn't look like a serious person's attire.

"You do not understand."

When Gama found an opportunity to ask Agostinho this question, he got this answer, "The industry's usual perception of agents in South America and Portugal is that they have a black or gray impression. I look like this even if I wear a suit. Not like the upper class, so why bother to follow that trend (here is a metaphor for Mendes), I am such a broker who climbed up from the bottom, so it is more convenient for me to talk about contracts and rules, those so-called upper class They will think that I am an obedient and well-behaved little guy, and it will be easier to deal with. Because I am very disciplined as long as I take money."

Gama was speechless.

"That's why you don't have any other big names under your banner!"

"Isn't it good?"

"Hehe~"

…………

During the photo break, Agostinho came over and handed Gama a bottle of water.

Gama would not touch the food or water outside when taking pictures or other activities outside. Agostinho knew his habit, and his assistant Fausto also knew it.

"Why are you here? Isn't Fausto here?"

Taking a small sip of water, Jia Ma uncomfortably asked for a tissue to wipe off the lipstick on his lips, and then happily took another sip of water.

"There are still a few commercials that can be shot. I'll come over to discuss the contract."

Agostinho said happily.

Gama's performance is getting better and better, so that not only domestic manufacturers, but also many manufacturers here in Germany are willing to ask him to endorse or shoot advertisements, although they are not as good as Ronaldo. Almost all of the agents are the world's top high-end products However, it can be regarded as a first-class luxury in Europe, so of course he has to come here to negotiate the contract in person—don’t look at his ugly face and vulgar temperament, in fact, he has also read books after retiring. With the money he saved during his years as a player, he has taken professional sports economics and other related courses after retiring, so he is not a layman in business negotiations and contract formulation-Gama is also familiar with them I only found out about these things later.

"Hey, this is my winter break vacation!"

"I know, shooting commercials or something will not delay your rest."

"...I was really defeated by you."

"Hehe, how stupid it is to have money and not make money!"

Patting his stomach, Agostinho said, "My stomach has been flattened from being tired recently."

Glancing at his fat protruding abdomen, Jia Ma complained silently: It's not flat, it's obviously more rounded, okay?

Looking at the equipment being moved on the other side of the shooting site, the corners of Jia Ma's lips twitched, "Didn't you tell me that the external image you made for me is a mature model, why do you want to accept this young, fashionable and casual advertisement?"

"It `s my mistake."

Agostinho said frankly, "Before I thought you played as a midfielder. You are a player with a midfielder brain. Your maturity, calmness and wisdom are your public image, but your performance on the court recently has let you down. I think my judgment is wrong, your offensive power is very strong on the field, so it seems that you are not only a problem of brains, but you can also be a smart, dominant image. In this case, the maturity and atmosphere are too simple .”

Jia Ma's forehead twitched when he heard his words, "You just say that my image is too thin and popular."

"How can you say that, anyway, you are considered a big name," Agostinho said lightly, "Fortunately, you are still young, and you haven't made many commercials yet, so you have time to change your image. Now your external image It is a representative of young people with youthful wisdom who can be calm and lively with deep connotations."

Gamamo's gone.

Can he say that what the agent said reminded him of online shopping, regardless of 21, let’s talk about it first, wait for the buyer to receive the goods and see, oh, MYGOD looks sexy on the model, but it’s on me It's just a big rag...

At this time, the photographer over there called Jia Ma.

When Jiama walked over to take a look, it turned out that the designer of ClosedDenim had arrived.

This male designer who seems to be in his thirties looks quite normal—compared to those designers he has seen before—a three-piece slim fit suit with dark gray and dark lines, gray eyes and a slight beard and brown hair. His curly hair was slightly long and draped over his shoulders, and he wore a pair of retro black-rimmed round glasses. He was about the same height as Gama, and he could still smell the pine-scented cologne sprayed on him when he walked in.

"Hi, I'm Schneider."

Stretching out his hand to shake the other party's hand, Jia Ma was stunned by the name, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Probably this Mr. Schneider is used to hearing his surname match his occupation, so he nodded with a smile, "My ancestors were tailors, and there have been craftsmen who made clothes in the past generations. I also learned tailoring skills, and when I grew up, I specialized in fashion design.”

Jia Ma smiled embarrassedly, "It's a good thing to have a family inheritance."

"Thank you," Mr. Schneider also smiled, "It's just that my grandfather thinks that the clothing design I am doing now violates the meaning of the existence of clothing, saying that my design is not clothing, but a gimmick to sell sex."

Poof, everyone who heard their conversation laughed.

Although he is German, Mr. Schneider, who is a fashion designer, is very funny and doesn't mind making fun of his surname and occupation.

"Hi, I'm Gama, a football player from Portugal who is currently playing in Germany."

"I watched your game."

Schneider said, "When I was looking for the endorsement of the new season's clothing design, the company recommended you and a few other people. I went to watch your game. At that time, I just thought that although you were an excellent player, your personality was not outstanding. He turned his head and looked into Gama's eyes, "You have a good image but you don't have the spirit of a young man, but you have changed in the last few games, especially the one against Frankfurt, you were very, very sharp , the impact was quite strong, so I decided it was you."

Gama twitched his lips, not knowing how to answer.

"The clothing of our ClosedDenim brand is mainly aimed at creating casual people in the metropolis. The faded "old" and the flying youth form a "cool" contrast. What is trendy among young people is that they are full of Poets, poets in the city, have a personality that drifts between prosperity and freedom..."

Listening to Schneider explaining the concept represented by his clothing design, Gama listened blankly, at a loss.

Yes, whether it is Leizi or the current him, they all study or study hard, but I am sorry, they really do not understand what the so-called design represents and the concept of art, they do not understand it at all.

So Gama could only nod along with the rhythm of the other party's explanation, just like Agostinho said, "Even if you don't understand, you have to pretend to understand and nod to show understanding." Anyway, "Those people Let them talk if you like to talk, let them pretend to be aggressive, we just need to get the money."

However, is this pretentious too much? Gama’s agreement and nodding seem to make Schneider very happy. He thinks that Gama is a person who can understand his design concept, so he keeps talking, listening to Gama’s nervousness. They are all numb, but they can only continue to pretend.

Of course, the consequence of pretending all this is that even the endorsement contract for the next season will be negotiated by the way.

"OK, my boy Xiko, you are simply amazing, hahaha~~"

Agostinho patted his stomach and said with great satisfaction.

Only Gama looked at him silently, and I watched without speaking until I saw Agostinho unable to stop laughing and asked:

"what happened?"

So Jia Ma silently handed over a business card: not the popular business card for external use, but the custom-made business card for private communication.

"What do you mean?"

Agostinho stepped back and asked.

"Given by the designer."

Gama said blankly.

"So, what do you mean?"

Agostinho licked his lips and asked.

"He asked me to use the phone number above to contact him, and he can take me to some gatherings, gatherings in some circles."

Gama replied.

"Hehe, hehe..."

Agostinho snatched the business card, made a move to tear it off but stopped, "Really? You aren't? Are you sure?"

Jia Ma looked at him steadily, and after a while he said slowly, "I don't know in the future, but not now, I like beautiful women."

"That's good."

Agostinho said simply, "Even if you become one in the future, wait until you retire."

"Why don't you tear it up?"

"This is a personal phone, you know, it's available in case you need anything."

"you are?"

"Hey, some parties have a lot of beauties."

"Shameless."

"Hey, take care of me!"

"Dirty!"

"I'm single."

…………

After filming commercials and other work in Germany, Gama can finally fly back to Porto to enjoy his long-overdue vacation—of course, there are also interviews with several media and commercial shooting and other work tasks.

"I hate you!"

"Hate it, hate it, hate it as long as you have the money."

Agostinho smiled.

Jia Ma turned his head, this fat man who desperately wanted money, really wanted to find a chance to abolish him.

"By the way, my dear Xiko, don't forget that there is also the national team. You must have a good relationship with your teammates. You are my signature..."

Really wordy, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have renewed my contract with him, you fat man who wants money.

Gamala put on the blindfold and pretended to be asleep.

"...and there is..."

The chatter in his ear was endless, Jia Ma really wanted to jump up and stop his mouth, but thinking about the consequences of doing that, he could only silently take out two earplugs and plug them.

It's a tough vacation, if this is the case, I might as well not take a vacation!

hateful……