[Football] The world's first arrogant

After the Copa del Rey ended, Gu Bei stayed for another day. After making sure that something beyond his control was unlikely to happen, he briefly handed over to the team members and left Spain.

Although it is said to be in class, after all, it is not a day and night - and it is not a senior high school student.In addition to completely getting rid of the older giant babies, Gu Bei completely started a period of idle time with classes and classes.

And the side effect brought about by this kind of life is that her R bursts out to update various landscape pictures like a donkey friend Amway blog.

In order to prevent unpredictable and serious consequences caused by hand slipping, Gu Bei deleted the information of Boom and Cristiano on the r login interface, and re-added his own private tweet.

bao_gu: The Colosseum in ancient Rome, and a pair of silver cups engraved with scenes of fighting animals.

bao_gu: I saw a mask in Venice, one hundred euros... I feel so distressed about my wallet that I can suffocate.

bao_gu: I arrived in Provence, but I didn’t see the lavender. It’s too early...

bao_gu: I bought a bag of corn kernels to feed the pigeons, and I couldn't help but tasted one... I regret it...

bao_gu: On the streets of Rio, I lost my way and ate popcorn... It was still raining heavily, can the rain stop today?

'I don't have any photos of myself, nor do I watch football or gossip... I can't do this when I'm on vacation...'

'Boom is not updated, players and coaches are dead, the only one that is being updated at the speed of light is a tourist... Oh my god, if there is no match, I would think that Real Madrid disbanded on the spot. '

'Speaking of boom, I was even more sad.I usually feel tired of watching her play Cristiano, but she stopped playing, I miss her so much. '

"A friend of mine specially went to Real Madrid. She told me that she really missed the time when Gu Bei expressed his love for Cristiano all over the world... I said that I also..."

"Buy and leave, Cristiano's birthday is coming soon, what gift do you think Gu Bei will prepare for him?" '

'Herself, needless to say? '

'Is it that hard to be a serious person... I think it will be her too. '

Mendes looked at Cristiano, who was looking at something with his mobile phone up, shook the goblet of red wine boredly, and clinked glasses with Cassie, who was also doing nothing.

"Cristiano, although I know that the Copa del Rey has been lost, but it's been almost half a month. Even if it's the period of spiritual mourning, the time limit should be up?" Mendes gloomily took a sip of red wine, "Don't you Don't you think it's your birthday when we sit like this?"

Coentrao said Mendes was right.

"Cristiano," Sarah also felt that Cristiano was a bit strange, "uh, hasn't Ann returned to Madrid yet?"

Everyone present became nervous—Gu Bei didn't return to Madrid to celebrate Cristiano's birthday. This matter was already very serious, but fortunately, they could pretend not to notice if Cristiano didn't tell him.

Until now, they may not be able to pretend anymore.

But fortunately, Cristiano didn't act too embarrassingly for everyone.He just flattened his mouth, "She went to Brazil to play yesterday, didn't you see her r?"

"No, after all, we are the ones whose accounts were confiscated by her..." Cassie put the apple juice on the table in distaste, and picked a blueberry pancake that looked pleasing to the eye, "but my question is, do you How did you 'see' her r?"

The ears of the people around the table were pricked up.

That's great, everyone knows that Gu Bei gave Cristiano a trumpet in a discriminatory way—but then confiscated it.So in other words, the account that Cristiano uses to watch r is completely 'illegal'.

The only good baby Cristiano, who Gu Bei stamped and accepted, actually opened a trumpet behind her back—this is probably one of the few interesting points in a boring life.

Cristiano did look a little embarrassed, "Uh... no, I just..." He couldn't think of an excuse, so he spread his hands and said, "Okay, I made an account. But I just use it carefully to go around Look, not a single update has been posted. Nor has anyone been followed.”

"Including Ann?" Sarah was dubious.

"Of course, I'm not stupid. What if she finds out... I haven't even liked or commented on her." Cristiano seemed very proud of his cautiousness.

But at the same time, several of the girlfriends showed a frowning, nose-shrugging, lip-smacking expression, the meaning was indescribable, "Uh, but don't you think you're like... a voyeur?"

They said in unison.

Cristiano refused to communicate with them.

"So, is there any inevitable connection between her going to Brazil and her not returning to Madrid?" Pepe, who has made frequent mistakes recently, asked cautiously.

"Of course, have you all forgotten? Today is Cristiano's birthday, but it is also Mr. Neymar's birthday. So I asked Ann to postpone the trip to Brazil and go in these two days. By the way, I brought him A present, and the enthusiastic young gentleman invited Ann to lunch—so she can come back tonight.” Mendes explained the cause and effect for Cristiano.

Cristiano pursed his lips, looking a little sleepy - obviously, the fact that his girlfriend had lunch with other men who had the same birthday had an effect on him.

It's hard for a boy to be indifferent to his girlfriend congratulating other boys on their birthdays, especially if their birthdays are on the same day.

But soon, Cristiano gave himself a comfort - although he still looked a little uncomfortable, "It's okay, she didn't do it voluntarily anyway."

...very amazing self-soothing therapy...

And Mendes, who has always indulged Cristiano, was relentless this time, "Yes, Cristiano, of course Ann didn't do it voluntarily."

Coentran stuffed a piece of peanut candy into his mouth to avoid unnecessary opening.

"...Oh, I saw your new car," Cassie said, trying to reverse the situation that was not good for their physical and mental health. "Why did you buy an orange Lamborghini? Although they insist that it is red, I think it looks like Still a little...girly?"

Several others who had been called to fill in the 'gap period of girlfriend's absence' nodded viciously and repeated the word 'girly'.

"But it's pretty, isn't it?" Cristiano didn't seem to be affected, "Oh yes, I think Ann really likes this color."

Why can you go back and forth on any topic?Several other people played with cups and didn't want to join the conversation.

But it seemed that Cristiano was not affected by their indifference, and continued to say enthusiastically: "Have you seen it? She has a bottle of orange-red nail polish, one... maybe several The lipstick is also orange, and there is even an orange bag."

"Cristiano, that color is not orange—I said that lipstick," Coentrao's girlfriend said.

Cristiano was a little confused, and tried to remember the lipstick, but failed, so he had to humbly ask for advice, "What is that? I thought I remembered it correctly?"

"It's pumpkin orange! Cristiano!" Sara couldn't bear it anymore. "Orange red is orange red, and pumpkin orange is another color!"

All the men fell into another deep sorrow from which they could not extricate themselves.

"...Okay...pumpkin orange, just pumpkin orange..." Cristiano didn't argue with the woman about the lipstick, "It's this color anyway, I was thinking, if Ann wore that color of nail polish, lipstick, and carried that bag , and then drive this car..."

"Then the color scheme on the body is too monotonous, and it will be very ugly." Mrs. Mendes glanced at her husband, and satirized Cristiano coolly.

Cristiano pouted.

'Although it is very stupid and completely unaesthetic, but look at others!look at you again!You'll just throw me your bank|card and say phony, oh dear, just buy whatever you like. ’ Such an angry one-man show in Mrs. Mendes’s inner theater.

Mendez rubbed his nose—he seemed to pick up the signal.

Sarah and the other two members of the girlfriend group also looked at their boyfriend with condemning eyes, 'Look at Cristiano!Although a little silly, but somehow did something! '

Casey is determined to save every ball from Cristiano in the next shooting practice, while Coentrao and Pepe are determined to be divided into another group during the group confrontation and tackle Cristiano.

And Mendes?

Mendes wanted to make a phone call to Barcelona, ​​'Hello dears, do you need another Ballon d'Or winner to make up a legendary lineup where one of the two forwards must die when standing on the field? '

Something had to be done to stop him.

They think so.

"However, why do you want to buy this for Ann? Today is your birthday, isn't it?" Mendes asked pleasantly—God bless men all over the world, I hope Cristiano's answer at this moment is 'Ann wants Wanted this, so I bought it for her'.

Although it is not saving the world, it is much better than consciously and actively buying this kind of answer.

"Oh, I just want to buy a car, and I just saw this new car on the Internet, which happens to be this color." Cristiano seemed to be still thinking about the color matching problem Mrs. Mendes said, so he seemed a little absent-minded, " The last time she bought me a car she said she could drive red too. But she bought it for me after all- I mean, I want her to drive the car I bought. Uh, did I get it right? ?”

A very stupid junior high school student's view of love: Let the other party be covered with my brand - to be honest, junior high school students these days may not necessarily have such a naive idea.

Mendes gave up self-salvation and simply turned his face to talk to Cassie, not looking at his wife.

He now finally knows how wise Mourinho, who refused to come over on the pretext of 'the head coach should not be too close to the players off the field'.

"It's already now, hasn't Ann arrived yet?" Cristiano ignored the low pressure of Mendes and others, but looked at the watch hanging on the wall a little anxiously, "It's already five o'clock, Ann said her The flight is 4:50 to Madrid."

Sara took a sip of the wine, and comforted Cristiano for the sake of everyone's mood, "It's raining heavily in most parts of Brazil, maybe the flight was delayed for a while."

As soon as she finished speaking, the cell phone in Cristiano's hand rang, "It's Ann!"

Cristiano cheered.

"Have you arrived in Madrid? Have you seen Mr. Driver? We are all here..." The smile on Cristiano's face suddenly disappeared, "What did you say? Today's flight is cancelled?"

Cristiano looked very disappointed, "It's okay... This is also unexpected, so have you called a car? Is the hotel far away?"

A few onlookers clinked glasses with each other boredly - so as not to witness the two people show their affection with their own eyes.

"No, it really doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you don't come to celebrate my birthday." Cristiano's eyes were red, he hung up the phone, changed his shoes and walked out of the house without saying a word.

"Is he going to cry or..." Pepe got the answer before she finished asking.

Mere seconds later, they heard the constant, wailing siren of Cristiano's new car.