The third child of the Sherlock Holmes family

"Really?" The light in Ronaldo's eyes lit up again, and a surprised smile appeared on his immature face, "Mr. Holmes, do you really think I'm good at kicking?"

Seeing the undisguised joy in Ronaldo's eyes, Cecil raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I'm not blind."

Ronaldo looked at Cecil blankly. Mr. Holmes means that anyone who is not blind can see that he is playing well?

Edgar looked at Cecil with the eyes of an alien. The person sitting opposite him was pretended by an alien, right?Otherwise, how could he hear Cecil comforting others?It's so weird!

"Thank you for your compliment." Ronaldo, who was praised by Cecil, smiled happily like a child.

Seeing the smile on Ronaldo's face, Cecil thought he was really stupid, but it was much more pleasing to the eye than the dejected look just now.

"I didn't praise you, I just told the truth."

The two words of fact made Ronaldo happier, "Mr. Holmes, thank you so much."

Seeing Ronaldo laughing more and more stupidly, Cecil's eyes flashed an invisible smile, "You don't need to thank me."

"It is my honor to be praised by you." There is nothing more proud than being praised by an idol.

Cecil nodded with satisfaction: "It's not too stupid." Although he didn't praise him, he felt honored to be said by him, and he was still a little smart.

Cough cough cough, you must know that Cecil seldom praises others, even a music master like Edgar, he has never praised.

Ronaldo always thought he was smart, but Mr. Holmes seemed to think he was stupid. He felt the need to tell Mr. Holmes the fact that he was not stupid.

"Mr. Holmes, actually...I'm not stupid..." If he was stupid, how could he be brought to Manchester United by the BOSS? He is a man who will become a super football star in the future.

"Hahahahaha..." Edgar laughed out loud at Ronaldo's words, "You are so cute...hahahaha..."

Ronaldo was a little embarrassed by Edger's smile, raised his hand and scratched his head, muttering softly: "I'm really not stupid..."

"I take back what I just said, you are really stupid." Cecil himself didn't realize that his tone was a bit lighter than usual.

Ronaldo looked at Cecil with a bitter face, "Mr. Holmes, did I annoy you?" Otherwise, why did he always call him stupid.

"Hahahahaha..." Edgar laughed without image.

Cecil didn't understand why Ronaldo asked this, because he was already stupid, "You please me." This was the first time Cecil didn't dislike stupid people.

Ronaldo is confused, what do you mean?

Edgar laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, he barely suppressed his smile and said, "Young man, you have to know that everyone in this world is a fool except Sherlock in Cecil's eyes, including me, So don't feel bad."

Ronaldo didn't know whether Edgar was comforting him or talking bad about Cecil, but who was Sherlock?

As if seeing the doubts in Ronaldo's heart, Edgar was very kind to explain his doubts, "Sherlock. Holmes is Cecil's second brother, and his IQ is over 160."

Ronaldo and Leo were astonished, and at the same time marveled in their hearts, their IQs were over 160, which is the same as Einstein, a genius!

Edgar pointed to Cecil, "This guy's IQ is higher than Sherlock's." Edgar didn't know what Cecil's IQ was.

Higher than a person whose IQ is as high as Einstein's, how much is it, 180, or 200?

Ronaldo immediately looked up at Cecil, "Mr. Holmes is too powerful." No wonder Mr. Holmes called him stupid.

"It's because your IQ is too low." Cecil said bluntly, but he actually enjoyed Ronaldo's adoring gaze, but he didn't realize it.

"Compared with you, we have lower IQs." It's wonderful that Mr. Holmes didn't call him stupid because he hated him.

Cecil agreed, "That's right."

"You are so funny." Edgar looked at Ronaldo jokingly, "You are also very courageous."

"Courage?" Ronaldo blinked in confusion, "What courage?"

"You dare to come and say hello to Cecil." Edgar took a deep look at Cecil, and then said to Ronaldo meaningfully, "Cecil's music fans dare not say hello to him, you Are you brave enough?"

Ronaldo was even more puzzled by Edgar's words, "Why don't they dare to say hello to Mr. Holmes?"

"Aren't you afraid of Cecil?"

"A little nervous." It's not that I'm afraid, but I'm sure I'm nervous.

Cecil glanced at Ronaldo in surprise, not afraid of him?interesting.

Edgar was also shocked, "Young man, you're not bad, you're really not bad." Seeing Cecil's cold face, most people would run away from him, not daring to come forward to say hello.This Manchester United boy is not afraid at all. I don't know if he is brave or nervous.Either way, it's courageous.

Although I don't know why the old man praised him, it's a good thing to be praised for being good, but he is good in the first place.

"Mr. Abel, you are also very good." He is a person who reciprocates courtesy. When others praise him, he will praise others back.

"Hahahahaha...you are so funny, young man." A look of malice flashed in Edgar's eyes, "Do you think Cecil is good?"

"Of course." Ronaldo replied without thinking.

"Where is it?"

Ronaldo didn't notice the teasing in Edgar's eyes, and thought about this question seriously, "Mr. Holmes is very talented, he can play the piano, the violin, and compose music." Very handsome." At 19 years old, Ronaldo is already a face-controller.

"Handsome?" The smile in Edgar's eyes deepened, "You like Cecil's face?"

"I like it, a lot of people like it." Facing Cecil's stunningly handsome face, Ronaldo didn't feel any jealousy in his heart.

"Young man, you are really honest."

Seeing Ronaldo's clear eyes and a natural look on his face, the curvature of Cecil's mouth gradually widened. Although he was stupid, his eyes were not blind, that's right.

"Leo, what do you think?" Ronaldo suddenly asked his friend.

Leo was still out of state, and nodded ignorantly: "Mr. Holmes is very handsome, and my girlfriend likes him very much."

"Young people are really..." Edgar wanted to say that young people are really superficial, and you can't judge people only by their appearance.

"By the way, Mr. Holmes, can you please sign me?" Ronaldo looked at Cecil expectantly, "Can I take a photo with you?"

"Young man, Cecil never signs autographs or takes photos with others." Edgar didn't want such a cute young man to be hurt by Cecil's indifference, so he said kindly, "If you don't mind, I will give Get your autograph and photo. My autograph is no cheaper than Cecil's."

Ronaldo was embarrassed to refuse the old man's kindness, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to take a photo with Edgar.Suddenly, his phone is taken away and it appears in Edgar's hands.

"Stand up." Ronaldo looked puzzled, but stood up obediently.

"You shoot." Cecil directly ordered Edgar.

Edgar: "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Seeing Edgar's astonished expression, Cecil raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction, "Hurry up."

"Are you Cecil?" Edgar felt that the person in front of him must not be the Cecil he knew.

Too lazy to talk nonsense with Edgar, he took the phone from his hand and threw it to Leo, "You take a picture."

"Oh oh oh oh." Leo stood up, took a few steps back, and pointed Ronaldo's mobile phone at the two, "Chris, move closer to Mr. Holmes."

Ronaldo moved a few steps and approached Cecil cautiously.

Cecil glanced at the boy who was some distance away from him, raised his eyebrows slightly, then moved a few steps, closing the distance with Ronaldo.

"One, two, three." With a click, Leo took a picture of Cecil and Ronaldo standing together.

"Chris, you look too serious."

"I'm too nervous." Ronaldo took his mobile phone and thanked Cecil: "Mr. Holmes, thank you very much." Fuck, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and his expression could not be serious.

Edgar on the side opened his mouth wide in surprise, with a very irritated expression.

The author has something to say:

Edgar: I suspect Cecil is possessed by aliens.

Feng Ji: How to say?

Edgar: Cecil actually agreed to take a picture with someone else!It's so abnormal!This guy hates taking pictures the most, and he hates group photos even more!

Feng Ji: Is there anything wrong with taking a photo with your wife?

Edgar: I seem to know something extraordinary.