The Ball at Your Feet

"Do you really date that kind of guy?" After Zhao Yaning and Squelach left, Mary asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

"Stop kidding, why would I date a guy who says I'm fat." Alizee said, and glanced at herself, "Am I fat?"

"You know it in your heart." Mary rolled her eyes. "Then why do you say such ambiguous things?"

"Is it okay to be a joke? He said behind my back that I'm fat, can't I tell a little lie to lie to him?" Alizee made a grimace, "make him get excited. When the excitement is over, I will tell him I lied to him. By that time, the expression on his face must be pretty."

Isn't this joke that funny? Mary glanced at Alizee, but still did not say anything. Although Alizee did something wrong, it was not a big deal, and Zhao Yaning and the others were wrong, so they probably wouldn't say anything.

"But actually that guy is a nice guy, and he knows to conceal his faults for his friends. And when facing a charming girl like me, he can still think of his girlfriend..."

"Maybe it's just because his girlfriend is slimmer than you."

Mary's complaints made Alizee's face a lot ugly immediately.

"I changed my mind, he deserves to be unlucky. And I want to lose weight. I want to go on a diet... from tomorrow on." Looking at the food on the table, Alizee changed her words after halfway through her words.

Mary smiled and didn't argue with her, "It doesn't matter, it's up to you."

"Otherwise, I should make an appointment with him at that time, anyway, only once. Just help him increase his popularity." Alizee changed her words again.

"Lily, you are not a kid anymore, you should grow up, don't always change your mind at an age. You should find a suitable boyfriend, not always fooling around."

"I'm happy. And I haven't met a good man. My man must be very romantic and very honest with me."

"Romance and honesty, can these two words coexist?" Mary asked rhetorically.

"So I'm waiting." Alizee waved, "I will always meet such a good man."

"If a beautiful beauty tells me that she is interesting to me, I will be overwhelmed with joy. But you are stupid and evasive! Are you mentally disabled? How can you not want this kind of woman?"

Until he returned to Ajaccio, Squelach was still complaining.

"As you said, models in Paris are considered women."

"I like steak, can't I have some dessert to relieve my gluttony?" Squelach sneered, "and it's still a good dessert."

"I'll say it again, I have a girlfriend. She is very good to me, and I can't apologize to her." Zhao Yaning answered Squelach's question again.

"Don't say anything like you're not tempted." Squelach sneered at what he said, "I don't believe it. You can not care if the pretty girl shows something to you."

"It's tempted, but if it's tempted, you just behave, don't you become a beast?" Zhao Yaning shook his head, "And don't you think that her tone of voice is like a joke?"

"You are smart enough for this kind of thing." Squelach felt a little unbelievable that Zhao Yaning had become smart this time. "But so what? At least it's an opportunity. She has shown interest in you, whether it is What kind of motive, you have the opportunity to approach her, as long as you have this opportunity, stalking, using all means, you are only facing a young lady, what else can you do? Can't figure it out?"

Zhao Yaning didn't even say this, he really didn't bother to refute it.

"If your girlfriend is not Mother Tereza, then you are born Romeo." Squelach sighed helplessly, "Why are you insisting?"

"I don't know. But I think I chased her back then. At that time, I was not a professional player. I dropped out of sports school, my academic performance was in a mess, and my future was bleak. She was willing to be my girl. Friend. If I just got better and started thinking about other women, I think I'm a scumbag."

Squillach nodded silently after hearing what he said. This time, he didn't say anything surprisingly.

"And at the beginning, if she hadn't encouraged me, I might not have come to France. In that case, I would definitely not be today. She was really good to me, much more important than a beautiful woman, even if She is not so beautiful, and I still like her."

Squelach still didn't say, Zhao Yaning also felt that what he said was a little numb and blushed, but he continued.

"Actually, I am not a saint. I will definitely be moved when I see a beautiful woman. The one named Alizee is not only beautiful, but also rich and famous. Everything is so good. It's a fake to say that I don't have a heart. But after all, beautiful women are only for viewing, girlfriends are not. No matter what, Beibei can't be replaced by others."

"What you mean, in simple terms, is that your girlfriend is a good person, and you are even willing to marry her-is that what it means?"

Squelach's straightforwardness made Zhao Yaning a little uncomfortable, but he nodded and said that was the case.

"Are you sick?" Squelach opened his mouth slowly, "I asked you to find another woman. I didn't want you to forget your girlfriend and hook up with other women. I want to teach you. Yes, to be more elegant, is how to enjoy life. To put it more popularly, it is called a quick gun! No matter how affectionate you and your girlfriend are, aren’t they not around? You eat nutritious meals every day and run. In the gym, I have to find a place to vent my energy, brother."

Zhao Yaning shivered and shook his head, "No, I don't need to teach me this. I can't accept the lifestyle you mentioned."

"What on earth are you playing for? Eat nutritious meals, train yourself every day, have no entertainment, and don't touch women-what are you doing?"

"Football." Zhao Yaning saw Squelach’s face of unbelief, and could only helplessly smile, "Sebas, I am born in a different environment from you. For you, being able to play football is nothing. Unexpected things, Ligue 1, Ligue 2, national leagues, it’s really not good and there are going to play games abroad-but for me, being able to play football is very lucky, I can’t play it. What you said about you , Of course, I would like to that day, but I don’t dare to try, I’m afraid. It’s like this, playing hard and hard, I can’t guarantee what will happen in the future. , I don’t dare to think about what my future will look like. You can play in the national league if you’ve played enough. What about me? If I return to my country, I will use it for nothing, and I will even have a problem with eating.”

After Zhao Yaning finished explaining, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Of course, there are other ways. Among the people I know, there are people who rely on their own player status. After retiring, they will find a related job. Have a real heart. There are good people who live, and there are crooks who are so damned. The former must have real skills, and the latter... can be considered good. But I don’t have that kind of ability, and I don’t want to have it."

"I am not pretending to be a saint, nor am I incomparably mature. The reason why I am like this is because I am afraid."

"I don't know what Ningzi is like playing abroad now."

The life of senior year is always so boring. Beibei sighed helplessly at the math paper in front of him.

Every day is the same day. In the third year of high school, life is day after day review, papers, reference materials, practice questions, and preparation for exams. Although Beibei has always been a top student, and has always been among the best in exams and so on, but such a dull and boring day is indeed boring enough.

What's even more depressing is that there was a boyfriend who could talk and chat together, but now he can only chat by phone.

She herself didn't know why she always missed Zhao Yaning recently. Obviously I call every day, so I asked myself in great detail about the matter over there~www.ltnovel.com~Why do I still worry about it?

Maybe it’s just that the exam pressure is too great?

"Bebe, have you read the latest newspaper? It is said that Ning Zi's agent came to China and talked with the coach of the Olympic team. The coach of the Olympic team said he wanted to send someone to inspect him. Did he tell you? "

Zhang Jun approached with a newspaper, Beibei looked up, then lowered her head again, "I don't know, he didn't mention it. If we don't talk about these things, I don't understand, and he doesn't bother to say it. Not enough. What kind of newspaper are you? Can you believe this kind of street paper?"

"Sometimes the tabloids have real news, but the big newspapers don't have much truth. They are all lie to please the Football Association." Zhang Jun is very serious about these tabloids. "Next time you help me ask him, he Can we be in the national team? If we are in the national team, won't we also have face?"

"I don't dare to think about these." Beibei put down the pen in her hand and spoke for a long time. "I feel like a dream now. How can he become a star?"

"You seem to be very upset."

"Who knows." Beibei smiled indifferently, "everything is good or bad, who can tell what it will look like in the future?"

"Leave me a political class. Remember to ask him about his football, and then tell me."

Okay, Beibei nodded.

Why do you boys care about those things? Playing football, becoming famous, newspapers...boring.

Isn't it just a job to play football? A person works alone, no relatives, no friends, very different habits, and different lives. He lives alone there. Where can I be in the mood to always ask him how he works? How is it going well? What if it doesn't go well? What's up with me?

I just want to know, what will the future look like?