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Chapter 403 Chapter four hundred two: Vodka

Andre listened carefully, took a few sips of the fragrant wine, his eyes drifted away for a moment, as if he remembered something, he waited for Kabinet to shut up completely, then handed the jug to Kabini again, and said: "Two people I can fully understand the feeling of separating two places, my friend, I think you should drink a sip of fragrant wine now, and then you will feel that the emotions at this time are definitely worthy of a sip of fragrant wine, even a small sip OK."

Kabinet didn't care about unhygienic hygiene, and it was absolutely impossible for him to find the small paper cups from Andre's backpack. He just respected his professional identity too much, and watching the match schedule in full swing, They should not touch a single drop of alcohol, and Coach Coboni ordered him to do so, so he might only drink a few sips of champagne if he's on vacation on an island.

The Russians are famous for their good wine. Due to climate reasons, vodka is always the first choice, so Kabinet shrunk his nose a little, probably guessing that Andre's flagon must be vodka, and then Kabinet was about to reject the offer again, but was Andre said first: "I guess you should be on vacation, right? Mr. European Golden Boy, don't think that you haven't introduced yourself in detail, I don't know who you are, so if that's the case, don't worry What? Are you worried that after I get you drunk, I will have an idea of ​​your money? Ha~!"

It sounded like Cabine's face was half red. It was hard for him to guess that although Andre didn't reveal his identity at first, he realized that the other party was also a football fan, otherwise he wouldn't know that he was a European football fan. He was the winner of the Golden Boy Award, so he was stunned for a long time, and he had already forgotten the flagon that he hadn't picked up.

Andre curled his mouth, making it look like Kabinet would definitely drink, and stuffed the flagon directly into Kabinet's hand, and then said: "I'm sorry! I know you want to keep a low profile, but I have no malice to say it Your identity, you must know that a young player who has won the European Golden Boy Award, at least it is difficult to play a low-key role in Europe, and I just noticed some tourists secretly taking pictures of you, I believe that the photo has already been posted on social media It was posted on the Internet, my friend, you have no right to keep a low profile, why not take a sip of this fragrant wine carefully, you will never regret it."

Kabinet let out a dull "Oh" and saw that the passengers around the platform were full of pits. If he hadn't occupied this corner in advance, he might not have a place to stay at that time, so he immediately understood that Andre If the passenger who secretly took pictures of himself really posted the pictures on the social network, wouldn't many people know his whereabouts?And could Celina be one of them?

"If you are worried that your team coach sees you drinking, you can explain it like this, saying that the jug does not necessarily only hold wine, you are just drinking milk, ha...!" Andre laughed so hard The body is also shaking with the rhythm of the laughter, that kind of smile seems to have no impurities, it is a very simple and unrestrained smile, and it is also the emotion that Kabiner most wants to have at the moment.

Laughter may be able to infect a person in a timely manner, especially a person like Kabinet who has encountered many troubles, so he saw that Andre was laughing out of direction, and he felt quite funny, so he finally ignored outsiders who would take pictures. After taking a picture of himself drinking, he clenched the jug very slowly and poured a big gulp of fragrant wine into his mouth.

"Damn! It really is vodka!" Kirby whispered in his heart. He couldn't remember the last time he drank vodka, but he clearly remembered that the last time he added lemon juice to the wine before he could barely drink it. Unlike Now nearly [-] degrees of pure vodka poured into the throat, it feels like ten thousand ants crawling up the throat, extremely uncomfortable.

It was hard for Kabinet to think that his nose was no longer a nose, and his mouth was no longer a mouth. He twisted his face to the extreme, and when he handed the flagon back to Andre anxiously, it made Andre laugh again Come, and asked: "Is it fragrant? Can you feel the unique taste of wine made from rice and wheat? We Russians like to treat friends with this kind of fragrant wine, and chat with them together. It’s like faking the sun, isn’t it?”

And Kabini intuitively felt that everything in his throat no longer belonged to him. He scratched the position of his Adam's apple, naively trying to relieve the uncomfortable feeling in his throat. After waiting for more than ten seconds, he wiped away the corner of his mouth. Drinking wine, the voice dried up and said: "Before I drank it, I knew that this was your Russians' favorite vodka, but you used this kind of spirit to bully a professional football player, my friend! This seems to be a big joke It's a little too much!"

After finishing speaking, Kabini smiled reluctantly. He didn't want to vibrate his throat too violently, because he thought it would make the uncomfortable feeling worse, and then pointed to the jug and said, "Friend! I want to ask you Guaranteed, this sip of vodka will be the last sip of vodka in my life, and now I really miss the feeling of drinking milk, really!"

Andre hadn't completely retracted his laughter, and at this moment he was amused by Kabinet again. After he finished, he drank a big gulp of vodka, his face immediately turned pale, and he said "hmm" in his mouth With a sound, his appearance looked quite the opposite of Cabinet's. It was in a state of thoroughly enjoying fine wine, just like Mr. Haas blowing smoke rings with his eyes closed.

Andre didn't hand the wine jug back to Kabinet, as if he spared Kabinet, and didn't want to make a European golden boy so embarrassed, then he said: "Friend! Do you know? As long as there is a jug With good wine like vodka, I can spend a whole day alone wherever I go. This kind of thinking is very consistent with what I am doing now. No matter where I go, I am accompanied by delicious fragrant wine and beautiful scenery. For myself, simply think about it, this is a very beautiful thing.”

Cabine let out a "hmm". He knew what Andre said was "beautiful". It felt like football accompanied him every day, and he would be quite satisfied. It's the same, and seeing Andre's ease and composure, which is hard for outsiders, he secretly admired him. After all, he walked around the world with only a backpack and a jug of fragrant wine. It is not something that ordinary people can understand and afford.

Suddenly, Kabinet also felt a lot more relaxed. Although the upper body was still affected by the vodka spirits, and every inch of his skin was extremely hot, he intuitively felt that his whole body was no longer depressed before. A magical lightness can be felt.

Furthermore, Kabine is not quite sure whether he is drunk or actually having some hallucinations. In short, he feels that the next trip to Trabzon, Turkey, will be extremely smooth. . .

(End of this chapter)