The third child of the Sherlock Holmes family

The game between Manchester United and Bayern Munich was at two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still several hours before the game, and Edgar took Cecil around.

"I said you are so young, how can you be lazy than a bad old man like me." Edgar couldn't understand the attributes of Cecil's house, and he couldn't help nagging every time he saw Cecil , "Young people should go out and walk more, especially those of us who make music. Only by walking and seeing more will we have more inspiration." Edgar liked to travel around when he was young, and he traveled to many countries. and city.Now that he is old, and the orchestra has a lot of things to do, he can only go to nearby places during his vacation.

"Edgar, you are very verbose." Cecil found that Edgar looked more and more like McCaw.

Edgar snorted dissatisfiedly: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be willing to talk about it."

"I'm not happy."

Edgar gave Cecil a hard look, "Hmph, I'm not happy yet."

Cecil's face was too ostentatious, and he attracted countless passers-by to watch along the way, and soon someone recognized who he was, but no one dared to come forward to say hello, because his eyes were too cold and his aura was too strong.

Edgar was wearing a Bayern jersey, so different from his usual image that it was difficult to be recognized.He took Cecil to a famous restaurant, ate a grilled steak and drank delicious beer.

"How about it? The taste is good, isn't it worse than those five-star hotels?" Edgar would eat at this restaurant every time he came to Munich.

"good."

Seeing Cecil eating steak with gloves on, Edgar rolled his eyes indecently, "Why haven't you cured your cleanliness?" If he hadn't repeatedly ensured that the restaurant was clean, Cecil would Absolutely will not step in.

Cecil finished eating the steak and took off his oily gloves. Seeing the oil stains on the white gloves, he frowned in disgust, "You are too dirty."

"Be careful, I'll make your face oily." Edgar held up the oily steak in his hand and tried to throw it at Cecil's face.

Cecil looked at Edgar coldly, "It seems that you want to meet your God in advance."

Edgar: "..." He doesn't want to see God yet.

"Another plate?"

"Need not."

"How come you, a young man, eat less than an old man like me." Seeing that Cecil only ate a plate of steak, Edgar felt that he ate too little.

"Can't steak stop your mouth?" Cecil has a cleanliness freak and never eats out at home.If he was outside, he would only eat food from high-end hotels. Dining in a small restaurant like this is already beyond his bottom line.

Edgar curled his lips in dissatisfaction, didn't say anything, and continued to eat the steak in his hand.

A lot of people came to the small restaurant to eat, and everyone was discussing the game in the afternoon.

"Manchester United's Ronaldo is not easy. If Bayern doesn't send someone to keep an eye on him, they will probably suffer."

"Yes, that kid is not only fast, but also very good at dribbling."

"I heard that Ferguson spent a lot of money to poach him from Sporting Lisbon."

"More than 1000 million pounds, not cheap."

"I heard that Ferguson thinks highly of him."

"Ferguson's former lover was Beckham. Who is better, Ronaldo or Beckham?"

Hearing someone discussing Ronaldo, Cecil couldn't help listening carefully.

"This Ronaldo is not simple." Edgar also became interested when he heard other people discussing Manchester United's Ronaldo, and he told Cecil a lot about Ronaldo.

After listening to Edgar's words, Cecil didn't bother him for the first time, but he felt a little disgusted that he knew too much.

"How do you know so much?"

"I checked him out on the Internet." Although Edgar is an old man, he keeps pace with the times like a young man, often looking up things online and playing games.

Cecil raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing.

When it comes to surfing the Internet, Edgar talks about Cecil again.People like Cecil who don't use mobile phones, phones, or computers are so rare and unusual.

Cecil felt that it was a wrong decision to come to Munich to watch the game with Edgar.

After lunch, the two hurried to the competition venue slowly.By the time they arrived at the venue, many fans had already arrived.

Sure enough, as Edgar expected, Cecil stood out in a suit and stood out among the people wearing ball uniforms, and instantly became the object of everyone's attention.

The originally lively atmosphere seemed to have been pressed the pause button, and everything was still.After a long time, everyone came back to their senses. They were probably shocked by Cecil's aura. They didn't dare to talk and laugh loudly like before, and they couldn't help lowering their voices.

Seeing this scene, Edgar's mouth twitched violently.

Cecil was very satisfied with the suddenly quiet atmosphere.

The women present all peeked at Cecil from time to time, talking about him in low voices.Even some men are peeking at him.

After one o'clock, the fans entered the stadium one after another.

Edgar took Cecil to find their seats. Of course, their seats were in the Bayern area, not in the Manchester United area.

Before the game started, the scene became lively. The fans were discussing who would win today's game and how many goals could be scored?

Edgar discussed today's game enthusiastically with other fans around him. Some old fans had seen him and were very curious about the people he brought.Cecil frowned, sitting in a group of noisy fans with a cold face, looking out of place.

"Old man, is this your son?"

Edgar, who was drinking water, heard this, choked a sip of water into his throat, and coughed uncomfortably, "cough cough cough cough..."

"Your son looks really good."

Edgar shook his head quickly: "It's not my son, it's a friend of mine who specially brought him to watch the game."

Looking at Cecil in a neat suit, the person who asked the question had black lines all over his head, "Why did you let him wear a suit to watch the game?"

Edgar said with a bit of embarrassment, "He only wears a suit..."

The person who asked the question: "..." This is a stadium, not a banquet. This young man came to the wrong place.

"I said you would be treated as a different kind." Edgar lowered his voice and spoke to Cecil, his tone full of gloating.

Cecil gave Edgar a cold look, which made Edgar's heart tremble, and he obediently shut his mouth and dared not say anything else.

The surroundings were too noisy, and the air conditioner on Cecil's body was wide open. The people sitting near him felt the strong cold air from Siberia, and they were shivering with cold.

Cecil became inexplicably quiet within a radius of three meters.Until the players from Manchester United and Bayern Munich appeared with their ball boys, the atmosphere became hot again.

The two commentators were introducing the starting players of the two teams. When they heard that Ronaldo appeared in the starting list, the corner of Cecil's mouth raised an invisible arc.

After introducing the players and the head coach, the referee blew his whistle and the game officially began.

Not long after the start, the camera on the field scanned the auditorium, and then Cecil. When he saw Cecil's captivating face, the photographer was stunned, and the camera stayed on Cecil's face. face.

When Cecil's face that instantly killed men and women appeared on the huge monitor on the court, everyone in the audience was shocked in capital letters.

"Wow, who did I see? I actually saw Cecil, the world-renowned music master. Mr. Holmes." The commentator's surprised and exaggerated voice spread through the microphone without any hindrance.

"It's really Cecil. Mr. Holmes, how could he appear here?" Another commentator exclaimed.

When Ronaldo, who was in the game, heard Cecil's name, he couldn't help but look up at the display screen. Seeing the handsome face on the screen, he was no less surprised than the two commentators.

Why is Mr. Holmes here? !

Did my prayers succeed? !

During the game, Ronaldo was not the only one staring at the screen, but others were also staring curiously.Because the audience's reaction was too abnormal, it was hard for people not to care.

Looking at the face on the screen, Ferguson was also full of curiosity and doubts. Why is the conductor of the Manchester Symphony Orchestra here?

When the two commentators saw Cecil's appearance, they deviated from the track and began to introduce Cecil's glorious deeds.

There were tens of thousands of fans in the audience, only a few knew who Cecil was, and the others didn't.Hearing the introduction of the two commentators, the fans who didn't know who Cecil was all opened their mouths in surprise.

Fuck you, conductor!Music genius!pianist!violinist!Cellist!Mozart II!The youngest and most talented music master!

It's so arrogant!

"Cecil. How does Mr. Holmes sit in the Bayern area?"

"Is he a Bayern fan?"

Ronaldo, who was in a good mood when he saw Cecil appear, suddenly lost his good mood when he heard the questions from the two commentators.

How can Mr. Holmes be a Bayern fan? !