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Chapter 173 Hashimoto Has Legs
The awarding ceremony of the Golden Boy Award was held in Turin (the author does not know whether there is an award ceremony for the Golden Boy Award, or whether it was announced in advance. For the sake of a sense of ceremony, let’s write one. These are all from my imagination, don’t think it is real), Caesar and the rest of the candidates came here one after another, waiting for the final list to be announced.

He and Balotelli have the same expectations for this award, after all, the Golden Boy Award is the best adult gift.

However, Balotelli's performance this year is mediocre. Although he is confident that he will be the final winner, in the eyes of the media, he is the most unlikely one.

Bojan couldn't play the main force in Barcelona, ​​and Jovetic didn't pay enough attention. In this way, the final winner will be between Caesar and Pato.

This award attracted a lot of media. After all, they also participated in the voting, which is equivalent to single-handedly contributing to the birth of the Golden Boy Award.

"Gazzetta dello Sport" sent Andre Leonardo and Zhang Yu. No matter who won the award in the end, as an Italian, Leonardo felt proud of his face.

Although Caesar and Pato are both foreign aid.

"This is a very important award. If I can win it, it will be a great encouragement for me." Caesar accepted an interview with Leonardo. "Of course, if I don't win the award in the end, I will regret it, but this will also become one of my motivations to move forward."

"Good Luther, good luck!"

Caesar and Balotelli sat together, and in front of him was the original winner Pato.This is the only heavyweight honor he has won, but now that a Caesar has turned out, can he still win the Golden Boy Award?
Elisa is the host of the award presentation. After a series of performances and speeches, she finally got the envelope representing the final winner.

Caesar saw Pato stand upright nervously, pinching his wife Stephanie Brito with a 9-month shelf life with her right hand.Caesar could see so clearly because he himself sat up straight and stared at Eliza.

The hostess pulled out the final list from the envelope, her tense expression visibly relaxed.

She looked up to look for Caesar's figure. The moment the two eyes met, Caesar seemed to see the petite Elisa blinking at him.

"The player who won the Golden Boy Award in 2009 is—"

"dong dong dong dong ~~~"

BGM is very suitable for the occasion.

"Ludwig Kaiser!! Let's congratulate him!!"

"It's up to you!" Balotelli uttered an obscenity, but was drowned out by the applause around him.Caesar slumped on the seat as if struggling, and then he saw the spotlight and the eyes of the people around him attacking him.

Caesar straightened his tie carefully and stood up with a smile.

"Fucking pretense." Balotelli watched with jealousy as Caesar stepped forward to receive the Golden Boy Award.

Standing below, Struth rejoiced at his original choice.

Come on Caesar!You have many more prizes to win!

It was the first time for Caesar to participate in this kind of awards, and he hadn't noticed it when he was watching TV before.

But when the awards are presented, will the hostess secretly touch the hands of the winners?
Caesar only felt Eliza's little hand slipping over the back of his hand, which made his heart tremble.

After the award ceremony, Caesar was immediately surrounded by the spotlight.

"Talk about how you feel!"

"Tell me about your story!"

"Give us some exclusive news!"

Caesar scratched his hair, not knowing what to say at this moment.

But after seeing the red bracelet on his wrist that was faintly exposed from under the shirt, he suddenly knew what to say.

"First of all, I would like to thank my team, Inter Milan, Mr. Moratti, Mr. Mourinho, my teammates, and the fans who have always supported me. Without you, I would not be where I am today. Secondly, I would like to thank coach Uke and Heimstor who brought me into the professional league. It is also the best gift I can give to the fans. Finally, I wish you all a Merry Christmas!!”

"Okay, okay, let's go, don't make a fuss." Balotelli and Caesar came together, so naturally they had to go back together.

Caesar smirked and handed the trophy to Balotelli: "May I lend you two photos?"

Balotelli snorted: "Go away, I don't want it."

"Really?" Caesar dangled his trophy.

Balotelli struggled: "Then, just barely take two pictures."

Back at Inter Milan's home, Cesar had a busy few days.It was a media interview, a team party, and a team event. Struth also helped him contact several brands and filmed several endorsement advertisements.

After these two days of work, he can finally arrange his vacation properly.

Caesar's destination was some distance from Europe, but very close to home.

That's right, he's going to Japan first to have fun.

Caesar was an otaku in his previous life, and he has dabbled in Japanese anime and Japanese film and television.This time in the past, he wants to have a good time, such as the famous scenes of "Slam Dunk", Akihabara, Nagoya.Although he didn't understand the language, he heard that the Japanese had a dog-licking attitude towards foreigners with blonde hair and blue eyes, so he wasn't afraid that he would be in danger.

In this way, Caesar embarked on a journey to Japan alone.

After the long flight, when he got off the plane, he was shivering from the freezing cold wind in Japan.However, seeing those female high school students on the street who were only wearing pantyhose or even bare legs, Caesar felt that this private capital was too perverted.

After dropping off the luggage at the hotel, Caesar went out with his mobile phone and wallet.

Anyway, there are Google and Baidu, so if you don’t understand anything, just ask.

All the way to Akihabara, there are two-dimensional clothing and electronic products in sight, and there are many girls in maid outfits and school uniforms on the street to attract customers.

The surrounding Japanese looked at Caesar with curious eyes. After all, this is a country that kneels and licks the United States, and most of its citizens are very friendly to foreigners.

Caesar just wandered around by himself, the crowd was crowded, and he was slowly pushed to the side of the road.

"￥#&%%￥#%*&%#&"

I don't know what was shouting in front, Caesar squeezed over, but collided with a girl in a school uniform.

"Ouch, private Ma San!" Caesar said in a non-standard Japanese.

The girl on the opposite side looks to be 14 or 15 years old, but she is already mature.

"#...￥...%#" the girl raised her head and said.

I don't understand, what are you talking about?

Wait a minute, this girl looks so familiar.

The eyes, the nose, the mouth.

Especially this leg! !

Isn't this the future film and television superstar, Miss Hashimoto with Legs? ! ! ! !

(End of this chapter)