Small goals, first to be the world's first [Competition]

Hearing the movement, the blond man slowly put down the setting spray in his hand, brushed his hair with his right hand to set a style casually, stood up and walked towards Su Yuan.

The blond hair was casually pulled back by the man, revealing the pair of deep blue eyes, the tall and handsome nose bridge was like a perfect template carved out by a sculptor's knife, the thin lips hooked a frivolous arc, the whole person looked Elegant and affectionate, a typical European handsome guy, still top-level.

After a brief daze, Su Yuan recognized this almost impeccable face.

The physique of Europeans is naturally tall, and the man walked over with lazy steps, feeling inexplicably oppressive.

Su Yuan was a little nervous.

The man didn't talk to him immediately, but walked to the sink outside the bathroom door, turned his head to the mirror, looked around, adjusted his hair again, nodded in satisfaction before turning around, and slowly turned towards Su Yuan. bent over.

The tail note of the faint men's perfume impacted Su Yuan's senses, and the elegant and mysterious musk spread from the man's body, making Su Yuan's nerves jump.

"Bambino?"

"Little friend" in Italian.

The deep and lazy voice seemed to be close to Su Yuan's ears, and his ears trembled unconsciously. He took half a step back and raised his eyes to meet the curious eyes of the man.

"When those blue eyes stare at people, they always make people feel unreasonably affectionate."

This description he saw in a media report suddenly appeared in Su Yuan's mind.

Seeing that Su Yuan didn't answer, the man looked at the black-haired and black-eyed Asian kid in front of him who seemed to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and then realized that he might not understand Italian, so he graciously changed the language and used English again. asked.

"My child, I went to the wrong place. This is the player lounge in Italy."

The blond man smiled and pointed to the "Italian Lounge" sign in Italian written on the door frame inside the door of the lounge, followed by English and Korean labels.

Littlechild... When he came back to his senses, the corners of Su Yuan's mouth twitched when he heard this word, but this wave was his fault, so he did not refute, but sincerely bowed his head and apologized.

This time the organizer's arrangement was a little strange. The outside door only had the house number written on it, but did not indicate which country's lounge it was.

Su Yuan was anxious to avoid turning a corner before, and the Italian lounge is "1069", which is the same number as the Chinese team's lounge "1096", but the order of the last two digits has been reversed, which is unexpected but not surprising. , he went to the wrong lounge.

When he entered the Italian lounge before, there was no one in the lounge. Su Yuan was in a hurry to go to the toilet because of stomach pain, and he didn't pay attention to the sign hanging on the door, so he naturally missed the last chance to find out the truth. Had an oolong.

But as if that's not such a bad thing?

The boy explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly in fluent English, sincerely expressed his apology, and then quickly raised his head, looking at the blond man with shining eyes.

He also switched languages, and blurted out standard fluent Italian.

"Mr. Samuel Mancini, I have known you for a long time. It is an honor to meet you, the best table tennis player in Italy."

While saying this, Su Yuan also opened the program passed to him by his master yesterday for the first time in reality, and soon the data analysis results were displayed in front of his eyes.

Height: 185

Weight: XNUM X kg

Body fat rate: 7.12%

……

This time the system was finally reliable. Looking at the data line by line, Su Yuan was secretly speechless. He deserved to be the fourth top table tennis player in the world, and every physical data was close to perfect.

Yes, he recognized it from the very beginning. The tall and handsome man in front of him was none other than Samuel Mancini, one of the top athletes in the world who is currently ranked No. [-] in the world and No. [-] in Italy.

A wonder athlete whose main game is chopping.

Samuel was not surprised that this kid knew him. After all, he considered himself well-known in the world table tennis world. If a kid who appeared in the table tennis competition venue didn't know him, it would be unbelievable and unreasonable.

However, he raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard such authentic Italian.

This kid can speak Italian, so why didn't he respond when he asked?

The child in front of him seemed a little dazed, with unabated baby fat on his cheeks, but he still couldn't hide the delicacy between his eyebrows and eyes, and he looked like a perfect beauty.

Samuel, who likes to be beautiful, suddenly thought of teasing.

He pinched Su Yuan's face and straightened up, slid his fingertips across Su Yuan's cheeks, and said with a light smile: "Little friend, which family's child are you from? Brother will take you back."

Su Yuan didn't expect the number four in the world to be so frivolous. He slapped Samuel's hand that was trying to pinch his face, and said righteously: "Thank you, no, actually I'm almost an adult, not a child."

The words "not a child" are heavily bitten, with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

He really didn't want to hear the word "littlechild" again!

Su Yuan moved slowly and moved to the door of the lounge. Samuel looked at him quite interestingly, but he didn't stop him from leaving.

"Okay, Mr. Samuel Mancini, number four in the world, I'm Su Yuan from the Chinese team, and I'll see you next time."

After the harsh words, Su Yuan pressed the doorknob, pushed the door open and walked out while the man heard his words, drawing a perfect end to this adventure with ease.

perhaps.

"Wow, little Yuanbao, is this the number four in your world? It's so handsome~"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and Su Yuan paused.

"Master?! I didn't call you how did you show up, and didn't you say you were busy?" Su Yuan asked in his mind.

"Well, I can use it to see what's going on with you when you open the program. Well, I'm free even if I'm idle, so let's take a look~" Mo Youqian replied casually.

"Okay, is there a way to shield you?" Su Yuan didn't want to be surprised all the time, so he said bluntly.

"Wow, little Yuanbao, you are ruthless!" Mo Youqian exaggeratedly yelled, but still told him how to block him.

"I can only see your situation when the program judges that what you are doing is related to ping pong, but you can also completely turn off this function. Of course, I suggest you keep it on during the game, I will not disturb you You, but as a master, I want to pay attention to your level."

"As for my messages at ordinary times, you can set a message to do not disturb, but Master is so lonely, Xiao Yuanbao won't be so ruthless~"

no i will.

According to Mo Youqian's instructions, Su Yuan quickly set up and turned on Do Not Disturb messages.

After setting up, open the system panel. In addition to those functions, there is also a contact column. Mo Youqian's message becomes text, followed by gray bubbles showing how many messages there are.

OK, it's clean!

Su Yuan hummed a little tune, and stepped out of the backstage in a happy mood, without noticing that there was a person behind him.

It was Samuel Mancini, of course, and he assured God he was definitely not a stalker.

He just heard Su Yuan's name, which was a bit similar to the name his friends often talked about, and he was from the same country as his friends, and his competition was about to start, so it happened that he could come out now.

Samuel squinted happily when he saw a familiar figure in the distance.

……

"Sweet potato? Why are you here?" Su Yuan stepped out of the backstage and happened to run into Zhong Yu who was hurrying over.

Zhong Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Yuan who was in high spirits, "You have been away for so long and haven't come back, so I'm a little worried, as long as you're fine."

He put his hand on Su Yuan's head and rubbed it, and suddenly there was another sound of unhurried footsteps in the corridor.

Zhong Yu frowned suddenly, and looked up.

The air was stagnant.

"Yu, long time no see."

The sloppy blond man raised his bony right hand and waved it towards the handsome black-haired adult man not far away. His movements were elegant and lazy, but with a familiarity that couldn't be ignored.

"Samuel Mancini," seeing the person coming, Zhong Yu frowned, the corners of his mouth lightly raised, and he continued the second half of the sentence lightly, "Long time no see."

The author has something to say:

I found a small bug and changed it. Generally, the racket is handed over to the organizer for safekeeping during the game. Here Samuel should not hold the racket_(:3」∠?)_

Samuel Mancini - an amazing big beauty (bushi) whose first love is beauty