Match point

Chapter 1629 Fraud Partner
Gao Wen:?
He looked at Ozil who appeared in front of him, and then looked at Beckham in front of him again. He lowered his head and gestured to his bicycle with his eyes, protesting righteously.

"David, it's an embarrassing moment to show up because the little girls were all screaming at me at the premiere, you're getting revenge, aren't you?"

Ha ha ha ha.

Before Beckham could respond, Ozil was already laughing beside him.

Beckham also knew that Gao Wen was joking. The most direct evidence is that Gao Wen did not leave the bicycle solemnly, and was still riding the bicycle without disturbing the rhythm of his legs. Obviously, after a short accident and judgment Finally, Gao Wen still chose the friend mode.

As a result, a smile crept up his brows, and Beckham kept his face straight on purpose, "You can just talk nonsense, if you don't believe me, let's try again next time?"

Gao Wen was calm, "No problem, absolutely no problem. But it's agreed, don't bring Mesut with you, otherwise, it will be bad if you hurt the flowers and plants."

Ozil:? ? ?

One second, he thought Gao Wen was going to compliment him; the next second, why did his painting style suddenly go wrong?

"Haha." Beckham laughed straight away and nodded repeatedly, "That's right, let's stop bullying the kids."

"Hey!" Ozil protested strongly.

But the seriousness lasted only a second, and Ozil didn't hold back, and directly said, "You two, if you didn't know, you would think you were talking about a talk show."

There was a proud expression in Beckham's eyes, "I told you, Gawain is an interesting guy."

"Gowin, Mesut."

"Mesut, Gawain."

At this time, Beckham made introductions for the two friends.

"Mesut watched today's game. He said that he must tell you how exciting this game is, so I made my debut."

Gawain glanced at Beckham, shook his head lightly, with a sad face, "I thought you were a friend, and came to Wimbledon to watch the match, but..."

There is no need to continue with the following words.

Gao Wen ignored Beckham, turned to look at Ozil, "I have always wanted to go to the Emirates Stadium to watch the game, but I was always worried that I could not understand the game, and I couldn't hold back a few words of praise after the game. Come on."

One second, two seconds—

"Haha." Both Beckham and Ozil burst into laughter, never expecting Gao Wen to be so honest.

Beckham shook his head again and again, "But, you went to the Madrid game before, and you didn't see you drowsy."

"Shh, don't tell Cristiano. In fact, it's because I was seen through last time, so I try to avoid discussing football on any occasion." Gao Wen was still calm.

Don't understand, just don't understand, there is no need to pretend to understand.

But competitive sports is such a thing, sometimes, even if you can’t understand it, it doesn’t affect the feeling of the game at all——

The atmosphere of the scene, the joy of victory, the stalemate of confrontation, the unyielding spirit, the will to fight...

Different projects have different charms, but the spirit hidden in the core is the same.

Gao Wen can understand football, but he definitely can't understand it. Therefore, there is no need to humiliate yourself in front of professionals.

Ozil thought for a while, looked around, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I can't say I fully understand tennis."

"Of course, I know who scored and I know the ground rules; but how it was scored is a mystery."

Next, Gao Wen and Ozil both looked at Beckham.

Beckham's eyes widened, "Don't look at me, I can understand football and tennis, I'm not at the same level as you guys."

The expression on the face of cutting seats quickly drew a clear line.

Ozil blinked, he had no idea that Beckham was so thick-skinned!

Gao Wen didn't panic, but raised his chin lightly with an expression of enlightenment, "That's all right, from now on you can watch football with me, and then watch tennis with Mesut, just right, we can all watch this way." understood."

"David, I'm going to the Emirates Stadium to watch the game next week, would you like to go with me?"

Beckham blinked his eyes, why did he feel that there was a pit in front of him but he had to jump down——

Although Beckham has retired, the love-hate relationship in the football world is very complicated. As a former Manchester United player, he went to the Emirates Stadium to watch Arsenal's game. It's not very good, right?
"Haha, hahaha..." Ozil laughed mercilessly at Beckham's speechless expression.

Beckham's head was full of black lines, but he grabbed the straw to change the subject, "Mesut, you don't understand tennis, and you even ran to show off in front of Gao Wen."

Ozil was suddenly attacked, with his hands on his chest, as if to say, "Why did you start attacking me".

Ozil hastily protested, "Although I can't understand it, I really like it."

"You know, football players like to watch tennis, and you can see them at Wimbledon every year, but in fact, they are just pretending to be aristocrats, enjoying high-level sports like the famous and powerful, and with luck, say Maybe you can still be in the same frame as the Queen."

"Those bastards in the dressing room are thinking about when and how often they should show their faces at the All England Club every year and make some talk, even their agents are urging them to go to Wimbledon to watch the game, but they I don’t know anything about tennis at all.”

"I'm different."

"In today's game, Gao Wen really made people feel the wisdom of tennis. It is somewhat similar to football. It is essentially a game of offense and defense, but not only that. The tactical layout and on-the-spot reaction are another story. Obviously, this It's a charm I don't understand."

"That's why I thought, I must come to visit Gao Wen and tell him personally that tennis is really very attractive."

Crackling, chattering.

In the first half, those complaints really made people laugh. In order to protect himself, Ozil wiped out all other football players with peace of mind.

But as he talked, he could feel the sincerity in the words. The excitement and excitement after watching the game just continued to erupt uncontrollably. Ozil himself couldn't help but dance with joy. His eyes seemed to open suddenly.

Beckham also temporarily forgot about joking and joking. He glanced at Gao Wen, and the two exchanged glances, the corners of their mouths both raised.

Gao Wen didn't continue joking, but sincerely sent out an invitation, "If you have a chance, why don't you try it yourself, we can have a duel and see."

Ozil looked at Gao Wen, then at Beckham, and then a smile crept up the corner of his mouth little by little, "I almost agreed, so I was fooled."

"I'll play tennis with you? Isn't this being abused and looking for teeth, no, no, no, I don't want it. Unless you are willing to play football with me."

Gao Wen sent the invitation sincerely, but Ozil interpreted it as a prank. This...

Gawain nodded, "Okay, then I'll play football with you, and then you play tennis with me."

Ozil: ...wait, why doesn't it feel right?
Beckham sneaked closer to Ozil and whispered in his ear, "Actually, Gawain used to be a football player."

Gao Wen:? ? ?
Ozil: Dumbfounded, "Really?"

An exclamation blurted out.

Beckham laughed out loud without giving any face, "Mesut, you are still so easy to deceive. Haha."

(End of this chapter)