fat man who can't play football

Chapter 176 London Night

Tagore once said: "One night I burned all the memories, and since then my dreams have been transparent; one morning I have thrown away all yesterday, and since then my steps have been light."

The night in London is also very charming. For thousands of years, countless writers have depicted it with pen and ink, rendering fascinating colors.

Men and women in the city are taking advantage of the night to sway freely and release the pressure on their shoulders.

In a hotel in a corner of London at night, a wretched fat man was walking up and down with his mobile phone.

Why hasn't that little devil contacted me yet?

Should I be a gentleman and reach out?
Oh, no, no, I can't let that little girl Xianzi realize that she cares a lot.

From time to time, Steve held the phone in front of his fat face, and then put it down gently.

Fat Brother had to sigh in his heart: I finally feel the connection point with this world, and all those reluctance and reluctance to let go make my life more vivid.

Fatty's restless state didn't last long, the clock pointed to ten o'clock, and the phone finally rang a message.

The understanding Xia Tian said: "Uncle, I didn't expect you to destroy the team's bus because of the promise between us. It's really you."

The fat man wailed in his heart: Don't do it, I really didn't do it.

……

I'll send you the address in a moment.

Uncle, if you don't want to be on the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper, remember to wrap yourself tightly when you come out.

Steve immediately dropped the phone and opened the suitcase.

Take out the scarf and black sunglasses at the bottom of the box, everything is ready, only a hat is missing.

How to do?
Didn't think of this beforehand.

That flamboyant Traore must have it!

How can it come along without anyone noticing?

Wait, there is.

Facing the mirror in the room, the fat man adjusted himself to a serious look, and kicked the door out gracefully.

When he came to the door of Traore and Ronaldo's room, he kicked again, but the door didn't open, and the fat man felt the pain in his toes that made people want to cry.

The two cuties inside the door curled up in a corner and shivered when they heard the shocking kick.

In the end, Traore, who was still hairy, plucked up the courage to walk to the door, and stretched out his head to look through the cat's eyes.

Shaking even more.

"Boss~~~, it's so~~late, is there~what~?"

The fat man suppressed the desire to rub his toes, and let out a shocking roar: "Open the door!"

The Blade Runner shuddered, slipped his hand and opened the door.

Steve walked in swaggeringly, "I just came to see if you two brats sneaked out."

"Boss, we dare not again."

"That's not necessarily the case, open the box for me."

The second face was confused, "Boss, it's possible that you thought there was a girl hidden in the box, and we didn't have such a serious game."

"Stop talking nonsense, open it quickly."

Under the pressure of the fat man, Traore opened the box tremblingly.

The fat man squinted and saw that there is a door, this saber really has a well-concealed baseball cap.

With a slight cough, Steve picked up the hat. "I still don't admit it, what are you doing with this kind of hat in the game? It's clear that it's for sneaking out. I confiscated this hat."

Traore buried his head aggrievedly, although he always felt that something was wrong but couldn't figure it out for a while.

Seeing that he had succeeded, Steve didn't stay in the room of the two cuties so as not to be seen.

He kicked the door shut, so happy that he wanted to hum a song.

It feels good to be a liar.

The fat man dressed up in front of the mirror, with a baseball cap pressed down very low, sunglasses that covered half of his face, and an arched scarf.

If this can be recognized, then there is a ghost.

The fat man researched the location of the hotel sent by Xia Tian on Google Maps, and chose to walk on the safe side, after all, it was not far away.

Find the location marked in the summer - lounge bohemia.

Sister, it's really hard to find, but I'm so tired of my fat man, I didn't expect this little girl to be so cautious.

Steve saw that there were a lot of young people strolling on the street where the bar was located, and it seemed that this place was also a hormone distribution center.

Into the bar, the lighting is a bit dim.

The polite waiter asked Steve, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

The fat man was embarrassed politely, what the fuck, this place still needs to be reserved in advance?
The waiter, who saw the fat man's hesitation, reminded him kindly: "We have a very cute little duck bathtub here, which needs to be reserved in advance. If you don't have an appointment, I can help you see if there are any vacant tables."

……

tub?

Right in the bar?
Do all Londoners play like this?

Steve's eyes became more and more blurred: This is a long-lost reunion with Xia Tian, ​​so I'd better be more reserved.

"Uh... just give me a table in the corner."

The fat man looked around carefully. In such a dim environment, it was actually very unlikely that he would be recognized.

But remembering the past of being "borrowed to kill Fatty" by Xia Tian before, Fatty still felt that he should be more careful.

The current fat man already has a little understanding of the choices Xia Tian made at the beginning. A little girl without any background needs a little popularity first if she wants to get ahead in the model circle.

Many young models have to sacrifice their own bodies to find a financial backer who is willing to give them a hand.

The heat brought about by his own negative news may have made Xia Tian suffer less "skin pain".

The waiting time was the hardest. Fatty ordered himself a cocktail called "The Master Is Crazy" too.

His eyes were even more blurred, and there were already beauties on the big table in the middle of the hall having fun, dancing on the table.

I really envy the guy with glasses under the hot pants~

Um, no, it should be said that it is good to be young.

Fatty, who still couldn't get enough of it, glanced at the time on the phone screen, it was almost eleven o'clock.

There is not much time left for myself.

I have to check the rooms of those little bastards in a while.

The slightly hot fat man lowered his head and drank the wine in the goblet, looking around blankly.

In a daze, a youthful silhouette gradually expanded in the fat man's eyes, and the dim light gave this gradually clear face a hint of wildness.

The short, neatly permed hair also made Fatty feel that the kid next door seemed to have grown up.

All the previous memories were squeezed into Steve's mind in an instant, the stone stairs step by step, the "weird" intoxication that night, everything reorganized and slowly fell apart.

The voice that had been away for so many days sounded again: "Uncle, I didn't keep you waiting for a long time. After the show, the organizer insisted on organizing some kind of celebration party, so I managed to escape."

Under the fat man's slightly drooping eyelids, Xia Tian's reddish cheeks looked extraordinarily attractive.

"You're also old enough to drink legally."

"Uncle, you are not even 40 years old, why do you speak like a 60-year-old old man?"

cough~ cough~
The fat man almost spit out the wine he just drank.

Is Xiaoxia also interested in Chinese wine culture?

The Chinese wine market is the most ruthless, and the seniority can fluctuate three times, directly destroying people's body and mind.

Xia Tian didn't notice this, but skillfully called the waiter and ordered a bottle of rum.

"Uncle, thank you."

"Funny, thank you?"

"Thank you for standing up for me in the United States before. You know, I haven't received a catwalk job for a whole month."

……

"You're kidding, really, uncle, I believe everything I say."

"..."

"Uncle, the wine is here. Let's have a drink first."

The noisy atmosphere and the swaying wine glasses could not hide a little alienation.

After all, some things are like thorns on the body, and occasionally they will flash through the fat man's mind. After all, being able to figure it out and letting it go are two different things.

In order not to let the situation cool down, Steve took the initiative to find a topic: "Girl, how are you doing after arriving in the United States?"

"Well... there's nothing bad or bad about it. It's just that I can support myself now, and I don't have to go around hunting for kids to eat and drink anymore."

"Uh, that's fine."

……

"then you……"

"then you……"

The two laughed in unison.

"I'm not going to talk about women first in front of you, little devil."

"Uncle, you really deserve to be single."

Steve felt he was already bruised and didn't care about another backstab.

"Did you make any friends in America?"

Xia Tian suddenly widened his eyes, tilted his head and looked at the fat man.

"Uncle, this is not the only thing you care about."

She covered her mouth and said softly: "You...what you want to ask...is whether I have a boyfriend or not."

Steve suddenly felt hot on his face, and the alcohol seemed to be burning in his esophagus, so he could only use a more violent cough to cover up his panic.

"Are u kidding me? (Are you kidding) Am I such a gossip?"

Xiao Xiaxia gave Fatty a meaningful look, "I did meet a lot of people when I went there. The male models are all handsome, and many of them have eight-pack abs. It makes people drool just looking at them."

The fat man was so embarrassed that his fingernails were digging through the floor, and he pretended to casually touch his belly.

Is it so obvious that professional players lose their shape after retiring?Damn Steve, don't you know how to find some time to do sit-ups?
Xiao Xiatian tried hard to hold back her smile, "If you're lucky, you can meet celebrities at the After party. Did you know? I even met Taylor Swift once."

Fortunately, what he heard was the name of a female celebrity, and the fat man almost suffocated for a moment.

"She looks better in person than on TV."

Fatty tried his best to regain his soul, unable to show any more emotions.

"Actually, I met a lot of people and a lot of things in New York. At the beginning, I was very curious about everything around me, and I was full of fighting spirit every day.

After I walked a beautiful show, I would get drunk late at night with the models and sisters.

Will be delighted to work with a big-name photographer.

The luxury I saw after arriving in New York was something I had never dreamed of in my previous life. "

Every bit and every bit that Xiaoxia shared at this moment moved the fat man who came back to his senses. It is hard to imagine that this is a life that a 15-year-old girl needs to bear alone.

"It sounds great. When you have the opportunity to meet your big cousin (Jennifer Lawrence), remember to ask for an autographed photo for me and tell her that she has a loyal fan in Leeds."

Xiao Xiaxia rolled her eyes instantly, "Uncle, so you like this tune. Sure enough, a man can't stop breastfeeding in his whole life."

Fatty couldn't dodge the shot after all, and choked on his own saliva.

"What are you talking about, Xia Tian. You don't want to go to the United States to learn bad things."

"I know, I know."

……

"Uncle, have you ever complained about me? After all, I left without saying goodbye, and I embarrassed you so much before I left. "

"To be honest, I was too busy to take care of myself at the time, and I thought I was going to lose my job by you. When I got over it, you had already gone to the United States. It was too far away, and it would take a lot of money to fly there and beat you up." money.

I have to let you go for the sake of the pound. "

"It's dangerous! The last time you saw me in New York, you saw me in public. Otherwise, I'd be miserable."

After speaking, Xia Tian pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and stuck out his tongue playfully.

Fatty suddenly had an illusion, as if Xia Tian had never left, and time was stuck at the most beautiful moment.

What's wrong with me?After living two lifetimes, her emotions will still be influenced by a yellow-haired girl.

Xia Tian looked at the fat man who was thinking, smiled slyly, and quietly put his head close to Steve's ear.

"Uncle, the kiss at that time won't cause any psychological shadow on you, will it?"

Steve felt a gust of warm wind coming from his ears, and his heart beat violently.

"Hehe, what do you know, you little brat? I've had more kisses than you've eaten hamburgers."

"Oh? So, it won't bother you if I kiss you now?"

The fat man was about to say something, but found that his mouth was blocked by two warm lips.

The pupils expanded rapidly like a tsunami.

The fat man was about to feel the kiss, but he found that Xia Tian gently moved his head away and sat back in his seat.

Steve wanted to reach out and touch the still warm lips but stopped, afraid that his jerky touch would appear as if he was wiping his mouth.

The surrounding air seemed to be heated.

Xia Tian's mobile phone rings unseasonably.

She could only smile helplessly at the fat man, covered her mouth in the noisy environment and answered the phone.

The fat man was also at this interval, picking up the wine glass and gulping down the wine, he found that his left hand was shaking uncontrollably.

There should be no more embarrassing time traveler than me. I basically spent my last life with the computer, and I can only watch the sporadic xxoo memory fragments of "Steve" to get addicted to my eyes.

After Xia Tian answered the phone, he was silent for a while.

Trying to pick up a smile: "Uncle, I have to leave. Just now, my agent told me that there will be a shooting event in Los Angeles tomorrow, and I have to rush to the airport in a while."

"Don't feel sorry for me, after all, I can't take you to the airport right now."

"Uncle, I will privately give you my phone number in the United States on Facebook later."

"I'll call you."

Xia Tian smiled and blew a kiss to the fat man, got up and left.

While enjoying the feeling of being burned by the cocktail, Steve reminisced about everything he had just experienced, and finally he got up, pressed his baseball cap and left.

(End of this chapter)