football golden whistle

The way he raised his head when he came out from behind the door was so fucking like the feeling of opening the door of a limited-edition luxury car!

#小甜甜, a man who comes on stage with his own BGM!

Just put a pair of sunglasses on his nose!

The Italian fans screamed, is Britney really not the heir(?) of the Italian Black Hand Party!

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the hair on the top of his head hadn't changed much, but it seemed to have been simply repaired. The hair looked soft, but the shape was not lacking in aggressiveness.

The light passed his eyes, and something aggressive flashed by.

... Who the hell can resist this!

Many women who were close to him felt that their hearts were captured by him at that moment.

Messi & Ribery who found out that their wife/girlfriend was not quite right: "..."

... Xiao Tiantian, a man who made the men present feel that his head was a little green when he appeared on the stage!

His eyes swept over, and everyone felt that he had just glanced at themselves.

The stunned Luo Xiaoxiao heard Ribery next to him say something he didn't understand, but the tone was probably similar to "shit".

Ivan walked to his place on the stage and adjusted the height of the microphone amidst the cheers.

He continued to look down, and happened to meet the bright-eyed Portuguese.

His eyes were bent inconspicuously, in Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes, it seemed to be asking him:

Is the wife surprised?

Ahhhhhh surprise!

The Portuguese doesn't have the Golden Globe Award in his mind for the time being, only the impulse to rush up and carry away the handsome man who killed the audience and hide him.

Ivan adjusted the microphone, and he spoke. As soon as his voice came out, countless people watching the live broadcast in Europe clamped their legs instantly.

"It is a great pleasure to be invited to be an award presenter, and I would like to thank the organizer for the kind invitation."

As soon as he spoke, there were screams from the audience, but when he stretched out his hand in a gentlemanly manner, and pressed it down slightly, he made a gesture of "be quiet and don't be impatient", and the audience was quiet again.

"I remember the last time I was here, I was sitting underneath, looking expectantly at where I am standing now, and now, from the same position, I see the same anticipation."

After Ai Wen finished speaking, there was a good-natured laugh from the audience, and the camera was shown on the three candidates. It wasn't like Ai Wen said, all three of them were looking forward to it.

He then said a few more words, still with the same smile and dimples, his appearance seemed to be the same as when he stood on the podium three years ago and received the Golden Globe trophy.

What did he say then?

Oh, he said—

"Happy, pleasantly surprised, surprised, I didn't think I'd be here again and win the Ballon d'Or. I thought I wouldn't have this chance. Thank you FIFA, UEFA, FA, Thanks to my national team coaches and teammates, to the fans who have always supported me and to my family and friends."

His award speech was too simple, but many people present were in tears.

He used three "very" to express his feelings in a simple but profound way. His "didn't expect to be able to stand here" seems to have condensed all the hardships in the past.

On that day in 2010, when the award presenter Bailey read his name, everyone was convinced.

It is indeed not easy, he is the inspirational capital.

From one-man football to one-man team.

His voice brought back everyone's thoughts: "Then, the result of the election has come out."

He smiled and picked up the small card with the list of winners.

Everyone in the audience held their breath.

The camera focused on Ivan's face, seeming to capture the gentleness that glides across his drooping eyelashes.

"The 2013 Ballon d'Or winner is."

He paused, then raised his head, and looked down the stage again——

He looked at the Portuguese with tears in his eyes.

He spoke in the eyes of everyone:

"Cristiano Ronaldo."

There was warm applause, but Luo Xiaoxiao seemed to be unable to hear it.

He didn't know when he stood up, and amidst the cheers, he walked towards the man who was watching and encouraging him with a gentle smile.

They are close to each other.

There was a light behind him, they thought in unison.

The moment he took the trophy handed over by Ivan, the Portuguese was already in tears.

It was not only for his hard work for several years, not only the relief of finally winning the award, but also seemed to carry something——

He saw Aiwen, and he got an honor that was very important to him in Aiwen's sight.

"I've been with you all the time."

Those were his simplest but sincere words.

It's true that he doesn't say much, but when he does, it can always be turned into the most touching confession.

Little Chris ran up with his father, he looked up his little head, and he saw Tiantian.

He knew it was an important occasion, and today was an important day for his dad.

Luo Xiaoxiao held the Golden Globe in one hand, picked up little Chris in the other, and kissed him on the neck.

He then walked towards Ivan non-stop for a moment, just took little Chris and the trophy, and hugged him tightly.

Remember what you said to me?Alvin.

When you wiped the trophy in the room of honor that day, you told me that what's yours is mine.

Now, I also want to say to you -

What's mine is yours.

Later you hooked up with me, you said you would come back to play football.

I fulfilled the agreement with you, and I won the Golden Globe again, and you must abide by the agreement between you and me.

Aiwen looked at the trophy and the little Chris who didn't let go, and the big Chris who cried so much that he wanted to hug him, smiled helplessly and dotingly.

It's a bit difficult to hold them all in my arms, but this is the wife's request, well, it's not a big problem.

Luo Xiaoxiao's chin rested on Ivan's shoulder, sobbing, and then he heard his catnip say in a low voice: "Xiaohuamao."

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, the Portuguese couldn't help but want to stare at Ivan.

"Go and give a speech." Ivan's expression remained unchanged, and the camera focused on the faces of the two of them. He just felt that this scene was too warm, "I'll hold Little Chris."

Luo Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, wiped away tears, handed the still ignorant little Chris to Ivan, and stood where Ivan was standing just now.

Five years later, he won the Golden Globe Award again. He can fully understand Ivan's feelings when he was standing here. He must have more emotion in his heart than he is now. How did he not cry?

"I didn't expect to be able to stand here", the simple nine words are simply the best tearjerker in his simple words.

At that time, most of the ladies at the scene were crying, and even the reporters were wiping away their tears. Only he on the stage kept his expression on, smiling, and the past was the past, and he just laughed it off.

Now, he is beside him, looking at him.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the people with different expressions in the audience, and calmed down: "I can't find any words to describe this moment..."

Before he finished speaking, he almost hiccupped.

Ivan touched the head of little Chris who was holding his thigh, and took the lead in applauding.

The people in the audience were infected by the atmosphere and applauded vigorously.

Dolores cried harder than her son in the audience. She was really proud and relieved to see the two outstanding young men in front of her.

It's nice to see them supporting each other along the way.

I will continue to do so in the future.

After Xiao Luo finished his novel, holding the Golden Globe, little Chris ran over and leaned on big Chris' lap.

The tears in his eyes hadn't faded away, and all he could see was the face of Ivan standing beside him.

At that moment, they seemed to be walking side by side.

People's tears are full of Ronaldo's young face, while the Portuguese's tears are full of Ivan's beautiful eyes.

With you all the way, I am not alone.

After the Golden Globes ceremony, they walked out of the hall and met Luo's little agent, Mendes, just around the corner.

Mendez seems to have been waiting here for a while.

He also went to Ronaldo's award ceremony, and it felt, really, Mendes said, so fucking sour.

"Oh, my friend, you are amazing." Mendes went up to him and hugged Luo Xiaoxiao.

Franck Ribery, who happened to be inside, came out and saw the two as if the old father had seen his son's hug. His face was stinky, he snorted, and passed by Aiwen.

Ivan raised his eyebrows, he noticed Ribery's expression when he was on stage, it was very bad.

It can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with the result of the award.

Ribery does have the confidence to be dissatisfied. He has won all the awards he can win this year, the Bundesliga champion, the Champions League champion, and other big and small champions. There can be no more. If you can’t win the Ballon d’Or , it can only be said that everyone will live in the shadow of the Melo era.

In contrast, although Luo Xiaoxiao, who has no championship, because of his outstanding performance in saving the team by himself in the recent world preliminaries against Sweden, he added a lot of points.

Ivan doesn't take it seriously, he is in a happy mood now, especially when he looks at the big star and his agent hugging in front of him.

Luo Xiaoxiao heard Mendes keep saying congratulations. He chanted excitedly for 3 minutes, finally let him go, and then looked at Ivan more enthusiastically.Ai Wen found that his eyes were brighter than Luo Xiaoxiao.

Well, the glitter of money.

Ivan felt that in the eyes of Mendes, he might be a moving gold mine.

"Oh! Ivan! I'm so glad to meet you!" Mendes' performance seemed to be the same thing.

Ivan smiled without saying a word, waiting for him to continue.

Mendes pulled Luo Xiaoxiao and said: "Hey, if I didn't know Cris well, I would have signed with him. Before I met you today, I didn't know you well, so, can you please satisfy me? A small request, can you sign me a second before I get acquainted with you? Sign a few more, the more the better!"

Luo Xiaoxiao tilted his head, he was still clinging to his Golden Globe Award, now he will watch Mendes bragging to Ivan, I don’t know why there is a kind of natal person, and he is particularly powerful in front of Ivan A feeling of confidence.

The corner of Ivan's mouth hooked: "Yes, but, Mr. Mendes, I will sign you a few more. Did you betroth Cris to me?"

Mendez: ? ? ?

Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !

Fuck?So explosive right from the start? !

Mendes choked, jokingly, just want to take away his cash cow after signing a few autographs?Only fools can lose money in business!

I respect you as a CEO. I didn't expect your dowry to be so stingy. My Cris is so easy to deal with!

Confused Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?

Aiwen is not reluctant, although he doesn't pay attention, but he also knows how valuable his signature is.

In fact, it was Luo Xiaoxiao who delivered it to the door by himself: "..."

It is inconvenient to say more here, Mendes smiled sarcastically, and did not break up with Aiwen, he pulled Luo Xiaoxiao, and said earnestly: "Cris, let me tell you, it's okay to communicate with Aiwen, learn and learn. ..."

Hearing the manager's nagging again, Luo Xiaoxiao was even more confused. Why did he feel that something was wrong the more he listened?

Hearing the Portuguese behind him, Mendes wanted him to hold Ivan's thigh tightly?

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Isn't it the president? He speaks as if no one is right!

No, Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered that he was indeed not the president.

The guy from his family is the standard one. When he doesn't have a game to enforce, he will read the company's operation report every day, and approve documents and so on.

……no!It seemed as if he was a little wife who was taken care of by Ai Wen!

The Portuguese made up his mind, he also wants to get a president Dangdang!

So, at night, he got into Aiwen's bed and kept whispering to Aiwen.

Ai Wen felt a little strange when he heard the smile. How could he remember that today is such a happy day. According to common sense, the wife should rush forward enthusiastically and want to hug and hold her high?

What is he rambling on about?

"Ewen, I want to start a brand too!"

"My brand is going to be named after me!"

"The first product to come out must be a perfume with my style!"

"The kind that won't make you sneeze!"

Ai Wen responded to him, and his hands naturally hugged him.

He threw down the Portuguese, who was so excited that he was completely out of his mind.

"Okay, I promise you, I will help you check it out," Ai Wen kissed him, "We are all a family, and the wife can use herself as a reward."

Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?

Why does something seem wrong?

He wanted Aiwen to teach him experience or something, why did it seem that he still hugged Aiwen's thigh?

He was stunned until Ivan raised his thigh: "Cris also lend me his thigh to hug."

"..."

He foresaw weak legs tomorrow.

A few days after Christmas, Aiwen and Luo Xiaoxiao received an invitation from an American talk show.

This program is very famous in the United States, and many Hollywood stars have been invited to participate, especially movie stars who will participate in movies that will be broadcast soon. They will be invited to the scene, chat with the host, and promote their own movies by the way.

The name of this talk show is "Jimmy Chicken Feather Show".

It just so happens that La Liga has a winter break, so the two are free.

Luo Xiaoxiao was holding the invitation letter, studying the content on it: "Not only the two of us? Who else?"

His eyes fell on the other two lines of names, well, it seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Ivan said: "It's Chris Evans, and Sebastian Stan."

Luo Xiaoxiao was puzzled: "What do they have to do with us?"

Ivan thought for a while: "It's probably related to the movie. Their "Captain America: The Winter Soldier" is about to be released, and our "Fame" is coming soon."