Football Modifier

When Li Tongfan reluctantly separated from Grandpa Zhou Gong, he stood up and opened the window shade cloth to see that it was another evening with stars and moon in the sky!

He stretched himself and felt that he was still extremely weak, like an opium addict. He just wanted to fall down and sleep for another hour, but he finally resisted. If he slept any longer, he would become the second brother of Bajie! His mouth was dry. There was a little juice left on the bedside table. He took a big sip and opened the bedroom door to the living room. The aroma of vegetables filled his nose.

He looked around and saw four dishes and a soup neatly placed on the dining table! Old Li sniffed. It was delicious. If there was a bowl of thick rice porridge, it would be a life like a god!

"Wake up, go wash up and come to eat!"

Li Tongfan turned around in surprise and saw Wang Qinghe standing at the kitchen door with two bowls of rice porridge. The little girl seemed to be very tired these days, with a hint of fatigue between her eyebrows and eyes, and a haggard smell all over her body! Originally, Lao Li wanted to complain a little about why he didn't go home for several days in a row, but when he saw this scene, all his unhappiness was thrown to Java!

"Well, I'll go now!" Lao Li had just woken up, wearing only a pair of big shorts, and hurriedly agreed, rushing to the bathroom in embarrassment!

"Hehe!"

Wang Qinghe put the rice porridge on the dining table, watching Li Tongfan fleeing in panic, and couldn't help laughing. Li, who has become a world-famous madman, is still so clumsy in doing things. There is not much change from when he was in high school, but his temper is much better!

There was a sound of rushing water from the bathroom, and Li Tongfan came out in a large bath towel after a while, carefully covering his whole body as much as possible, tiptoed back to his bedroom, changed into a set of cotton sportswear, and came out reluctantly!

For some reason, Lao Li always feels a little restrained in front of this girl!

This meal was so sweet. After three bowls of rice porridge, Li Tongfan still couldn't help licking his tongue. He looked up at Wang Qinghe. The little girl didn't even finish a small bowl of rice porridge. Seeing that Lao Li had finished eating, Wang Qinghe opened her mouth and ate another small spoonful, and began to clean up the table.

It was a bit strange today. Why was the little girl so proactive? Didn't the job of washing dishes after dinner always involve playing rock-paper-scissors? Whoever loses washes the dishes? Wang Qinghe took the initiative, and Lao Li couldn't sit still no matter how thick-skinned he was. He stood up and rushed to clean up the dishes. Who knew that Wang Qinghe kicked lightly with her white little feet: "Stay up late, right? Go dance, exercise for a while!"

Go... go dance?

Lao Li followed the little girl's gaze and understood that Wang Qinghe often jumped in front of the TV with a dance mat to keep in shape. This was to let him play with the dance mat!

Lao Li came to the TV, turned on the power and got everything ready. A sad music filled the living room: "What is it that makes me lose my eyes and can't see your back as you go away? What is it..."

Stop!

CUT!

Why is it such a depressing song? Old Li picked up the remote control and pressed [Next Song] in a rage: "In a year, one or two years, in two years, three or five years, at most three or five years, you can leave me behind, and you will be free...

Zheng Yuan's "Let Go"?

This one is even more sad!

What is this little girl thinking about all day long? Why are all these sad songs? Was she really dumped by some handsome Spanish guy?

Change another song!

"Silence is not my fault, breaking up is not the only result, I just haven't figured out how to tell you, silence is not my fault, sadness is not the only result, I just want to hear you say again that you still love me..."

Old Li sat on the sofa in a daze. Even if he had a low EQ, he began to understand why Wang Qinghe listened to these songs. Could these lyrics be what she wanted to tell him? Otherwise, why did she insist on letting him come over to play on the dance mat today, and it was such a coincidence that all the songs were sad songs. ? You know, when you use a dance mat, you usually play some cheerful and passionate tunes, so that you can have a rhythm that matches the dance steps...

But, why did she say this?

There was a sound of water splashing in the kitchen, and the pretty shadow behind the glass door swayed slightly. Li Tongfan was upset and turned off the dance mat, connected the cable and watched TV!

The Spanish National Sports TV was replaying the Stamford Bridge battle on November 25. In the 80th minute of the game, Chelsea led 2:1 at home! Lao Li watched casually. After a while, Wang Qinghe came out of the kitchen, sat on the sofa obediently, and watched with Lao Li!

The atmosphere suddenly became a little silent, and Wang Qinghe watched more casually than Li Tongfan. Lao Li thought about it, pointed to the "handsome young head coach" who appeared on the camera and raised his middle finger to command the team, and said tentatively: "Well, I think this man is very handsome, what do you think? "

Puff!

Wang Qinghe laughed. This is clearly you, shameless! When Lao Li saw the little girl laughing, he also laughed!

However, this time the atmosphere adjustment was not successful. After Wang Qinghe finished laughing, there was still a cloud on her pretty face, as if she was thinking about something annoying. Lao Li didn't know what to say! Although the two lived in the same villa, due to work, they didn't have much time to spend alone face to face. In addition, Wang Qinghe had become elusive recently. Today was the first time they had sat together for dinner in more than ten days.

After a while, Wang Qinghe called softly: "Good-for-nothing?"

"Hmm?"

"No matter what you do, you have to be an excellent person, okay?"

"Um!"

Li Tongfan trembled slightly. Although this sentence was a bit inexplicable, it sounded so familiar. Seven years ago, when the little girl was still a budding flower, she had said this to herself. It was just at that time. Myself...but it's different now. Someone is thinking shamelessly in his heart: Am I already very good?

After another period of silence, Wang Qinghe looked up and saw that it was already past 10 o'clock at night: "It's time to rest!"

Lao Li returned to the bedroom and lay on the bed. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the atmosphere today was a bit wrong. Just as he was thinking about it, the door to the bedroom suddenly opened and Wang Qinghe walked in wearing pajamas!

Li Tongfan watched in stunned silence as the little girl came to the bed step by step, then lifted off the quilt and got in...

Lao Li could clearly feel the little girl's outstretched hand trembling slightly, and then the cold delicate body came close to her. Li Tongfan felt like he was suddenly struck by lightning, and Wang Qinghe moved his little mouth a little awkwardly. Come over.

This kiss is cold!

The quilt was filled with the girl's faint body fragrance, and Lao Li fell into a dream that he never wanted to wake up from!

…

When he woke up the next day, Wang Qinghe was no longer there. The dazzling sunlight shines through the gaps in the shade cloth on the windows, exuding this warmth. It seems that the city of Madrid is ushering in good weather again!

What happened last night was like a dream, unbelievable. Although a shameless and lewd man had imagined such a scene countless times, when it all actually happened, he was a little at a loss. Opening the quilt, I found a few spots of bright red like roses blooming on the white sheets...

Will labor and management bid farewell to the virgin life?

Li Tongfan happily put on his slippers and went to wash up. The team's four-day vacation was over and they had to arrive at Madrid Sports City before 9 o'clock.

When I brushed my teeth, I looked in the mirror and saw that there was still a fluffy beard growing on my chin like a malnourished leek. Why didn’t my beard become as masculine as that of the mighty Uncle Zhang Fei after he changed from a virgin to a man? ?

The sunshine outside is indeed bright, and the citizens of Madrid are as leisurely as ever, but for Lao Li, this is an extraordinary day - a new life has begun!

Grede was in charge of the morning training, while Lao Li watched the game from the sidelines while studying and recording with a smile on his face. The hammers looked at the leader with a lewd smile and whispered:

Ronaldo: "Look, the boss is smiling shamelessly. Could it be that the female host named Elizabeth Kalerina is here again?"

Marcelo: "Hey, Ronnie, have you forgotten your wife? I think this must have something to do with my wife!"

Roberto Carlos: "You must be a little more mature. Men who show such lewd looks usually succeed in cheating outside. The ones at home are tired of it a long time ago. How could they laugh like this..."

Sicinho: "Robert, I will tell Rowling about this later. Whenever you smile like this in the future, Rowling will know that you are cheating..."

Second Master Grad: "Hey, you four, yes, that's you. You were lazy during training and no one walked around the field three times! Go!!

"..."

The four hammers went to run laps dejectedly!

At this moment, the groundskeeper, Uncle Giolas, ran over and said a few words to Li Tongfan. Old Li closed the notebook in his hand and entered the office!

Waiting for Li Tongfan in the office was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in casual clothes, with slender eyes slightly squinting under gold-rimmed glasses, and a shrewd energy in his sky-blue pupils! Lao Li knew this Italian—Pozzo, the agent of bad boy Cassano!

If you ask the head coach which type of person he hates the most, besides the restless club president who makes decisions, player agents will definitely be ranked second. In particular, some unscrupulous agents who constantly instigate players to seek starting positions, salary increases, bonuses, and transfers are definitely guys that no head coach wants to see!

Fortunately, Pozzo does not fall into this category!

With Cassano's bad temper, even though he is full of spiritual energy, to be able to develop to where he is today, this agent who is both a teacher and a friend has definitely made great contributions! From Bari to Roma, and then from Roma to Real Madrid, every step Cassano takes is inseparable from Pozzo's efforts.

Seeing Pozzo, Lao Li knew in his heart that the bad boy had probably made a decision. I wonder if he wanted to stay in Real Madrid or return to Italy for development?

"Mr. Rice, it's nice to meet you. Regarding Antonio, I think we should have a good talk!" Pozzo seemed very polite, and he was the kind of agent who liked to put on an aggressive posture at the beginning of the conversation to gain the initiative. people! ——

Thank you guys, let’s work hard together!