[Football] The beast is coming

Again, Dylan really doesn't like sweets.

Even the crème brûlée pudding that the cheap boy stuffed over and over again and again, he just gave it to the little sister.

Yes, several times and three times, nodding with my little sister.

There's no way, although the younger sister always wants to show up from time to time, which will be sweeter than the caramel of the cheap boy's house, but his talent in football is indeed rare.

Of course, the more important thing is that the younger sister's eyes are always full of admiration when she looks at Dylan, especially after Dylan scolded him again. It's also frighteningly bright.

He didn't mind at all that Dylan mercilessly gave him a score that could be called a massacre, and he didn't mind at all that Dylan mercilessly gave him another clean sheet while massacring him.

Such a little sister's head, no doubt, can make Dylan ignore his sweet, greasy and soft shortcomings.

After a few more visits, Dylan could almost ignore his shy little pudding, calmly stretched out his hand to rub that little sister's head, and praised:

"That's right, it's not a small improvement in the past!"

Although the little sister had made great progress, she still couldn't get even a single point from Dylan.

Or boast:

"Very well, that's what a man should be like, don't cry no matter how you lose."

At this time, the younger sister usually licks her lips:

"Dylan is even better! It's not so easy for Marty and the others to beat you seven-to-one now!"

Obviously, Dylan can always continue to struggle on the court when the younger sister runs for half an hour at most and is about to leave the court——

The teenagers who have figured out the details of Dylan are now the kind of six or seven people who go together, and then change a group of people within an hour.

Dylan's current highest record is three and a half hours on the court in a row, and the reason why this record has not been further broken for a month and a half is not that Dylan can't challenge for a longer time.

But everyone dared not play with him any longer.

When Dylan was still expressing that everyone could continue after the dinner, the little sister's father happened to have time to watch the legendary little son's magical little friend.

This man who is said to have worked in the football club for many years and personally enlightened such a young genius as Little Sister Tou, while being very envious of Dylan's physical fitness, and even faintly jealous, he still maintained the most basic bottom line of being a human being.

He first sternly warned his second son to always keep in mind:

"No matter how strong the kid's body is, you have to remember that he's a kid younger than Leo. Even if he doesn't mind, you and your friends can't go too far!"

At the same time, he also gave advice to Dylan that no matter how good the talent is, it should not be overly consumed when they are still young. After all, children's skeletal muscles have not yet matured. Probably later greatly affected his developmental limit:

"Of course, maybe I'm talking too much. After all, you look like a young son from a rich family. You will definitely not lack professional guidance. If I say something inappropriate, just take it as an old man's boring chatter." Nag it!"

"No, thank you very much for reminding me."

Dylan sincerely thanked him. Of course, he didn't overuse his worries in advance, but he also cherished every bit of kindness.

Even when this man was advising him, the envy and jealousy in his eyes were naked, and Dylan could easily see it.

Of course, those who can keep their hearts and don’t envy and hate because of the advantages of others are worthy of respect, but when they envy and envy their hearts, they can hold on to their hatred and give advice, at least Dylan must admit:

"Leo and Marty are fantastic kids and you've obviously given them a great example."

This is actually a sincere recognition of the little sister's tutor from the heart of a centuries-old senior, but it only caused another burst of laughter.

Even the younger sister's father and older sister were laughing, as if they had completely shaken off the shadow of envy and jealousy.

After laughing, and several times in the future, even if Dylan can stay on the court for a whole day, the teenagers will no longer go one-on-one with him after the noon dinner.

Even if the little sister had time to rush over after their dinner party, Marty, who was frightened by his father's words, was very persistent, not even allowing the two children to have a one-on-one!

The little sister also pursed her lips and smiled:

"I knew I couldn't play football with you now! But it doesn't matter, even if I don't play football, I will be very happy to see you!"

This guy is clearly wringing his fingers and his face is flushed, yet he can say such sweet and greasy words!

Dylan was so tired that he took a big mouthful of lemon juice, and he was relieved by the sourness:

"...you guy, maybe you have coaxed yourself a little girlfriend?"

As soon as these words came out, Marty's expression also became weird, and the little sister blushed so much that she was about to bleed:

"Not yet a girlfriend! I haven't confessed my love yet..."

"Oh oh oh!"

The teenagers suddenly screamed strangely, and booed one after another:

"Little Pudding actually has a target, and I didn't even notice it!"

"Oh oh oh, which good girl is that girl who our talented young star has taken a fancy to?"

"Have you not confessed yet? How can you not confess? It is the man who has determined his goal and should tell her immediately!"

"That's right! She might refuse if you tell me, but how do you know if you don't? And while you're young, you don't have to be afraid of being rejected a few times, whether it's to get rid of her shortcoming of rejecting you or to reposition a target..."

"Go, go, what are you talking about! It's lucky for that girl to be spotted by our talented little star... Leo, come here, brother will teach you a few tricks..."

A group of unruly teenagers almost made my little sister cry.

It's still Dylan, in order to avoid being bored and annoyed by tears, let me say something quickly:

"Whoever talks again, I will be one-on-one with whoever next time!"

"..."

The teenagers were silent at the same time, and the little fat man covered his mouth with his fist in a particularly terrified manner. The cheap boy was a little better than him, but he also covered his mouth.

After all, this small stadium is full of amateur teenagers who like football. Even if they are young girls who are physically strong and have not been fouled, they can beat this group of guys who are two heads taller than him on average. The brothers were beaten to the ground.

What's more, Dylan is a pervert?

The one who can fight him one-on-one without losing the wind, at least can be the main rotation of the top league, right?

Dylan suppressed the teenagers with one sentence, and the little sister finally recovered slowly, and said in a long while:

"I can't confess now!"

Although he likes the little girl in his teammate's house very much, he was fascinated by her at the first sight, and after getting along with her, he likes her temperament even more. He is very happy when talking, and it feels sweet to just sit quietly together without talking...

But it's because I like it that I can't confess it.

"I like her very much, but because I like her, I have to wait patiently, at least until I have the ability to provide her with a good enough life."

It's obviously a soft, sweet and greasy little pudding, but from time to time there will always be a special man who is particularly responsible.

For example, his previous request to Dylan, and his current statement to the teenagers,

"I will train hard, play hard, and pursue all possible honors, so that my family can live a good enough life...

If she is lucky enough and she is still single by then, I will definitely confess.

Until then, can you please stop bringing this up? "

In fact, the little pudding man was still little pudding when he got up, and there were tears in his eyes when he asked Dylan, but this time he didn't cry, but his fingers turned white.

It still looks like a good bully.

But just like Dylan didn't underestimate the little sister's determination because of tears, the teenagers didn't ignore the firmness expressed by this little brother.

Naturally, they all nodded, and the little fat man was particularly emotional:

"Our little pudding has grown into a real man! Sure enough, a man's growth depends on women!"

The author has something to say:

Just confirmed the time, Messi and Antonella met for the first time at the beginning of 1996, the younger sister of a friend from the youth academy

Argentines seem to be very precocious, and the old-school Argentines get married very early, and the children are also precocious. Messi started chasing green plums at the age of 9. I heard that it is not a special case.