[Football] Anti-system

Scorpius' maternal grandfather, surnamed Veblen, was originally a fisherman in Salford, which is very close to Trafford and Manchester.

Being a fisherman is not a good idea. When Manchester is mentioned, many people think of industry, cotton industry and football team.

The fishermen were very poor, coupled with the famine in Ireland in the [-]th century, a large number of Irish people came to Manchester to work, making this already noisy city even more crowded.

At that time, the Veblen family was very poor, and the family owned a dilapidated house not far from the port.

But they are happy, Veblen's wife is a foreign Jew, they have four children, Hannah is the youngest.

Of course, she later changed her name to Orianna.

Now the Veblens have moved to Wigan, the westernmost part of Greater Manchester, and their sons and daughters have their own businesses.

The relationship between him and the two old people was not so close, because Orianna didn't like her parents, and after being sensitive to her daughter's attitude, the two old people never came to visit again.

Scorpius stopped by to buy a bouquet of flowers and wine, and knocked on the house in the town with the house number "Van Buren".

It was very late when he arrived. The yellow sun and orange sunset illuminated the profile of the young Northerner. His paternal relative passed away early. He didn't know how to get along with the old man, and he didn't know how to dress formally. It's better to be more casual, and simply folded and picked the casual suit.

Hedgerows circled small flowerbeds, but in them were large Irish clover.The air was filled with the sour and fresh smell of clover, which reminded him of the bottle of Chanel limited edition perfume he gave Chris not long ago.

A Maine Coon cat was lying on the stone steps in front of the door, its tail was illuminated by the evening light, and the tip of its tail was beating back and forth on the floor.

The cat was not afraid of him at all, and was unwilling to move its position when it saw a stranger. It lay lazily on the ground and looked up at him with its amber eyes.

The melodious evening bells sounded from the church far away in the town, and then the floating clouds followed the last ray of sunshine of the day, and the sun rained down.

He rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a few seconds, I heard footsteps coming from inside the door, and then, a gray-haired lady with glasses came to open the door.

"Henry? It doesn't mean you just put the evening paper in the mailbox..." The old lady raised her head and saw the delicate face of the visitor: "Oh, God, Scorpius!"

She turned around and yelled into the room: "Damn old Hansen, stop sitting in front of that TV drinking beer and see who's coming."

After finishing speaking, she showed a shy and kind smile on her face, wiped her hands back and forth on the apron twice, and hurriedly pulled him into the room: "The last time I saw you, you were still running around in shorts. , are so grown up now. Your grandpa watched your national team game, in fact, we all watched it, it was fantastic. I went to the bar in town with him, the old guy was too drunk and kept going Pointing at the TV and yelling 'This is my grandson! Scorpius Westin, pride of England'!"

While speaking, there was the sound of objects falling on the ground in the dimly lit room, followed by the sound of a person's rapid footsteps, and a skinny old man stood in front of him: "Oh, God."

He raised his hand tremblingly, and gave the young man a strong hug: "Look who this is, Scorpius, oh—" Everything made him feel a little novel.

The warm biscuits and liqueur baked by his grandmother were placed on the table, and the Maine Coon cat with the same name as him was lying lazily beside him on the sofa, showing its soft belly towards him.

Grandfather sat across from him, opened the bottle of wine he brought, and babbled about the past with an old photo album.

And grandma was busy with dinner in the kitchen. She just went to the town market while it was still early, and borrowed some good butter from the country from the neighbor.

He lowered his head, chatting with his grandfather meekly like a little lamb.

Veblen's family are all fans of Manchester United, but they have never been to the scene to watch a game.

In the past it was because of poverty, but later it was because I didn't want to go so far.

The old Veblen told him excitedly that he tried his best to buy a season ticket for Manchester United, and he would watch every game he played in the future.

He also told him about Hannah, her mother.

When it comes to the youngest daughter, old Veblen has a complicated expression.

Hannah has been different since she was a child. The Veblens are an easy-going couple who, despite their poverty, only want to bring happiness to their children.

But little Hannah didn't want to live in a small house full of fishy smell, and she didn't want to sleep in the small basement with her brothers and sisters all the time.

That year, when Hannah held an excellent report card and watched her parents worry about how to pay for the high tuition fees for Hannah to continue her high school education, luck finally came to this unfortunate little fisherman's family.

A talent scout thinks that Hannah's looks are very suitable for development in the entertainment industry.

So starting from a small advertisement, Orianna started her acting career in the UK.

She values ​​her career very much, perhaps because she wants to get rid of her past life completely.She didn't have much fame at first, but she was young, and she used all means to travel around in various European countries, honing her acting skills desperately in the theater.Finally, with her outstanding acting skills in a movie, she became famous overnight.

Later, she won awards in China to consolidate her position, and then set her sights on Hollywood.

Later, at a party, she met Manhattan's new rising business tycoon, William Ham Westin.The two fell in love and soon had a child.

A girl with red hair, as beautiful as the little mermaid in fairy tales.

The couple doted on the baby, they even named her Princess.

At that time, they were the most popular couple in the UK that everyone envied.

The popularity in the United States was also very high for a time, and his career reached its peak.But in order to take care of her daughter, Orianna refused to shoot a series of movies, many of which made the "Cleopatra".

But unfortunately happened.

Their most beloved child unfortunately suffers from a rare and difficult-to-treat disease.

She only stayed in this world for two years before letting go.

Orianna collapsed for a moment.

She tried to stand up and start all over again, but the three-year hiatus was too long.

The first movie she paid for attracted a lot of attention because of her past word of mouth, but the movie with a high cost of 2000 million was really disappointing, with a rating of only 5.2 on imdb.No one dared to invite her again.For her, everything is ruined.

Williamham was also disheartened and devoted all his energy to the company.

Their marriage nearly fell apart.

The girl who was immersed in sweet love suddenly woke up, and she turned back to her original self, ambitious, she wanted a higher position, an Oscar, and a lifetime achievement.

People will eventually die.

Like her daughter, but she didn't even make an impression of herself in this cruel world.She is so small, like a gust of wind, people feel sorry for them on the surface, express sympathy, but forget the little girl in a blink of an eye.

Orianna didn't want that.

She wants to be able to remain in people's hearts forever.Only in this way can life be worth living.

She was desperately trying to reach the top.

But people seem to have a new love, Elizabeth Taylor.

How dazzling are those purple eyes?She is so beautiful and charming.

Those eyes.

The moving eyes like violets make her stay in people's hearts forever, and people will always remember her name.

She looked at those eyes with fascination, and even wished to dig out those eyes and put them on her body.

How nice it would be if those eyes were hers?

She won't have to spend the dark years in the smelly little fish room, she will be kissed by God from birth, and she will be able to get everything that belongs to her without any effort.

So God played a trick on her again, and luck fell on her for the third time.

She had a second child, one who froze when she opened her eyes.

It was a pair of eyes that shone like amethyst.

The arrival of this child not only saved her marriage, but also her career.

She is no longer as cautious as she was with her first child. She hugged him and found various media, occupying the headlines of England's entertainment editions all the year round.

Her child is a child kissed by God, he is her baby.

He is the best in the world, and he will become the most influential figure in Hollywood in 100 years because of her.

She will give him the best and strictest training, and he will grow into the perfect look in her heart, and he will be a perfect god in people's eyes.

And their names will be placed on the Avenue of Stars and will remain in people's memory forever.

This is the value of living.

Scorpius, he is the continuation of her life.He will take the scepter from her hand, and walk to the highest position under the gaze of her smiling face.

But the group of disgusting gangsters in the entertainment industry almost ruined him. She had no choice but to find something else for Scorpius to do so that he could protect himself before returning to Hollywood.

At this time, football entered her eyes.

Scorpius loves football, and she believes her baby is perfect.

And everyone knows that the entertainment industry can't make any waves in the UK at all, and people's attention is all on football.

Football, football, football.

Look at Beckham, who has been on fire recently, she thinks she has found the best place for Scorpius, the best way to stay away from the entertainment industry temporarily without making him less popular.

And depression was something she didn't expect.

But it's okay, a lot of people in the industry are very sick, and depression is nothing.

It would only bring him sympathy and further his career.

She had already forgotten.

When she, as a mother, stretched out her arms tremblingly to embrace that soft little life, how she silently swore in her heart.

She will give her the best in this world, she will be her little princess, she will take her away from the annoying media, and teach her to be the most beautiful and happiest little princess in the world.

When she, as a mother, reaches out tremblingly to take her drooping hand when the EKG turns straight.

When she, as a mother, once again stretched out her arms to embrace a little life.

She told herself that the purpose of life is to let everyone remember him.

So he will be perfect.

He will answer every expectation.

Scorpius sighed inwardly, raised his hand and poured himself a glass of wine.

He never drank alcohol, but at this moment, he was a little greedy for the pungentness left by alcohol in his mouth.

A blend of sweet, thick and pure.

He closed his eyes.

Fingers rubbed the cup wall lightly, the wind blew up the white curtains, the Maine Coon rolled over and made a "purr purr" sound towards him.

Cheese soup is simmering on the pot, exuding a mellow and soft aroma.

Scorpius put the cup on the table, picked up the huge Maine Coon cat from his side, raised his hand and scratched its chin.

Long, curled eyelashes are half down.

He understands that maybe Orianna, like many parents, hopes that her children can do things they have never done, or maybe, she is climbing up now to fight for higher opportunities for him.

But she never gave him a chance to choose, she just used him as a tool to continue her life.

Although old Veblen was full of guilt towards his youngest daughter, he didn't want to mention her too much.

He just raised his glass to Scorpius: "To your future. Whether it's Manchester United or England, it's their honor to have you."

The skinny old man had thick calluses on his hands, and there were marks on his face carved by the sea breeze all the year round.

But his smile is honest and kind, full of pride for his grandson.

The grandmother put the hot food on the table with the dinner plate, and clapped old Veblen's hand reproachfully: "You can drink whatever wine the athletes drink. What do you want Scorpius to drink?"

She turned her head and looked at Scorpius with worried eyes: "I saw it last time. It's called the Champions League, right? It hurts like that... Do we have to play this? It's too dangerous."

Scorpius smiled, poured wine for himself, patted her palm reassuringly, and raised the glass: "Toast football."

I also respect this, the eternal flower of hope, the blazing fire of competition.

Respect... He smiled and shook his head slightly.

To pay respect to what he never understood, the number seven in red who came with darkness but brought light.

I refused it myself.

But he still came.

He gave himself the chance to choose, and he cared, what he thought.

For him, he is not a tool to achieve his desired god, not to achieve a certain purpose.He doesn't ask him to win, he doesn't need him to be perfect.

He is just a strange friend of his.

Kudos to football.

Football is not a black and white ball full of formulas and calculations for him, but a person running on the field.

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