[Football] The world's first arrogant

Gu Bei's mood didn't seem to be affected by the phone call in the morning. She even seemed quite happy and insisted on helping Cristiano make oatmeal—this is not to say that our Miss Gu can only make oatmeal, but that the chef does not I don't trust her to cook for a player, so I only let her make cereal.

Absolutely.

"Why are you in such a good mood?" Cristiano asked vaguely while eating cereal.

"It's nothing, I just feel happy when I see you." Gu Bei smiled and propped his chin up as he watched Cristiano choke on the cereal and then blushed suspiciously, "Why are you blushing? Where did your hooligan temperament in the bedroom go?" ?”

Cristiano lowered his head and ate his cereal, pretending that he couldn't understand Gu Bei's words.

"Why don't you pay attention to me?" Gu Bei obviously didn't intend to let Cristiano go, she held down Cristiano's spoon with one finger, "Did you wash off the honey on your mouth when you washed it just now? "

Cristiano threw the spoon away, held Gu Bei's face with a smile, pressed his thumb on her lips without any makeup, and said softly, "It may be, but it may also be stolen by you."

He seems to have found a way to restrain Gu Bei.

But this time Gu Bei was not unprepared.

"Did I steal it? Would you like to check for yourself if I did it? sir." Gu Bei gently scratched Cristiano's thumb pad with his teeth.

Cristiano's brow seemed to twitch, and his thumb began to stroke her lips back and forth, "There is a reward for surrendering, do you need a deal?"

"dea..."

beep~

Gu Bei's cell phone rang again.

Cristiano withdrew his hand in disappointment, and rolled his eyes fiercely.

"I'll take a call. I'll take you to training later? You pick the car yourself?" Gu Bei glanced at the caller ID, and saw that Cristiano nodded before turning and leaving the restaurant to answer the phone.

The caller was the editor of the "Daily Sport" who saw the headlines on the front page of the Swiss tabloid as soon as he got to work.

"Miss Gu, do you have any statement to post? We've prepared the page." The editor was obviously in a hurry, and went straight to business without saying good morning, "Miss Gu, don't you know about this matter? okay?"

Gu Bei sat on the steps under the eaves, stretched his legs, and said solemnly: "I just found out too. Hey, this matter is really difficult to handle. I heard that all the photos have been released." She said, while Checked the press release written by the assistant on another phone.

Young people...you can't even change the play for your own players. If you put it in the entertainment circle, you'll be a dog...

'...Again, don't mention drinking...Just say that you are going to relax with Big Brother. It's the first time you go to this kind of place and your eyes are confused...' Gu Bei rolled his eyes and replied to the assistant's email.

After finally buying the news, he even offered to drink by himself... I don't think so...

"I sent a photo, but Messi was not mentioned in the text." The editor spoke faster and faster, "Miss Gu, has your team taken any countermeasures? You have to know, this is very important for the image of Barcelona. It's a major blow."

I, a personal assistant of Messi, confiscated a steel coin from you, why should I care about your image? 【Knock on the blackboard.gif】

"Yes, I also think this matter is very difficult." Gu Bei said casually, "I was just about to call you, and you came here."

Of course, Gu Bei didn't delay the call by accident.

Most of her people are still in Madrid, and the relationship between Madrid and Catalonia is obvious to all.Although the people from "Daily Sports Daily" never mentioned it, Gu Bei could also see that they were somewhat wary of Messi's assistant.

Whether Messi will sell his career to Barcelona is still unknown, but to some extent, if Tyrannosaurus Rex does not reappear, he will still live in Barcelona for at least the next three or four years.And if Gu Bei wants to keep his contract, he must continue to hold on to the "Daily Sports Daily".

Since this is the case, then there is a question of who hugs whose thigh—is it Gu Bei who hugs "Daily Sports News" or "Daily Sports News" who hugs her.

If she posted something as soon as something bad happened, then the final result would definitely be that she fell under the suit pants of others, but if she had her own resources, the situation would be very different.

And now, she has an account that has become popular recently, and she wants to let the "Daily Sports" know after this incident. If they don't come to her, she can make pf a new mouthpiece-Messi, The mouthpiece of Barcelona's top brand.

So, what a wonderful thing new media is.

The phone in my hand vibrated, and the assistant had already sent the second draft.

Didn't mention drunkenness, only said that Messi went to relax with the big brother, and described it like a fledgling kid seeing a girl's thigh for the first time, dipped a drop of wine with chopsticks, and instantly turned red from forehead to neck Son.

Young man, you really have a future... With a little tweaking, this story is written so emotionally and deeply that even Gu Bei, the writer of the outline, thinks it's a bit cute.

'...This month's bonus is double...' Gu Bei replied the email to the assistant girl.

'thank you.Who do you send it to now? '

'Didn't you write two copies?I posted the short one on pf first.Send it immediately. '

The editor didn't know that there was an undercurrent here, and he was only worried about himself, "Miss Gu, you don't need to worry about whether I am at work or not, you can call me right away for such things—this kind of thing can't wait!"

Ding.

Gu Bei and the editor's device on the other end of the phone sounded a message alert at the same time.

an: The Swiss tabloids photographed Messi.It feels like the first time I walked into a bar with my brother and I came out with the same expression... [Messi walks out of a bar in Gothenburg.jpg]

'pf finally found a common ground between himself and Messi, congratulations. '

'But Messi really can't go to that kind of place!When I saw this picture, I thought of Ronaldinho for a second. '

'He's Argentinian, not Brazilian...'

'If you've been there once, don't go there again. I was scared to death when I saw the news, and I was also worried that he would become the second Ronaldinho. '

'Ronaldinho, a man who cast a huge shadow over Catalonia. '

The editor is obviously also watching pf's new tweet, she didn't speak for a long time.Gu Bei was not in a hurry, so he flipped through the comments and waited for the editor to speak—it would be cheap to explain first, and he had to give others a chance to help him raise the price.

"Miss Gu, do you know pf's blogger?" She was just skeptical, because pf is obviously a fan r, and it's normal for him to speak up for Messi.But the problem is that it sounds too fast this time, and it's too decent.

Did not drag anyone else into the water, did not mention a word between alcohol and men and women, but clearly excused Messi, trying to portray him as a young man who knew nothing about the world—although everyone knew that a father who was about to become a father The man in question is by no means 'ignorant', and probably not in any respect.

So the editor asked Gu Bei if he knew this blogger.

"This person is a friend of one of my assistants. I just asked. My assistant said that the friend first came to ask her if there was any way to help Mr. Macy, so that he would not be very embarrassed. My assistant saw that he was kind, so I gave I wrote this r." Gu Bei is not afraid that the editor will know that pf is her own, and it would be better if the editor knows.

"Miss Gu," the editor obviously followed Gu Bei's track, ""Daily" is a traditional representative of local media. Over the past few years, we have been the most authoritative and have the largest circulation. You can trust us."

Gu Bei didn't intend to push the other party into a hurry, so when he heard the editor's words, he continued, "Of course, we have always respected the "Daily Sports Daily"-I asked the assistant to send the manuscript to Your email is in, please check it."

You have to eat the meal in one bite, and if you are too anxious, you will be beaten.

[Swiss tabloid publishes secret photo of Messi: inappropriate young people]

"Miss Gu, don't you deny this matter?" The editor was quite suspicious about this.

"Deniation may not generate extra points. After all, it was filmed on the spot, and it may not make much sense to say that passing by. Now our only advantage is that the other party has no written description."

Words are a very strange thing. You may not get an idea from looking at a picture, but you may have a feeling of 'it really is' when you describe it in words.So if you can't buy the photos, you might as well just buy the text.

Perhaps because Gu Bei felt that what Gu Bei said was reasonable, the editor didn't say anything more, and after a brief farewell, he was busy publishing the manuscript.

Gu Bei hung up the phone, and was about to ask his assistant to reassure Macy, lest when they thought their team had done nothing, they heard a sudden loud bang from the door behind them—it was obviously being pushed very rudely. opened.

"What is this little guy crazy about? Can't he be more at ease when he goes to a friendly match? And what does it matter to me if he goes to the bar? Could it be that I pressed his head and let him go? Why did the reporter call me and ask me What do you think?" Cristiano said loudly behind Gu Bei, "What do they want me to think?" 'Great, let him play by himself' or, 'It's too bad, I'm so sad that I did this '?"

"Who is he to me and I have to respond to this? My girlfriend?!"

The sky in Madrid seemed to be shrouded in clouds for a moment without a ray of sunshine.

"Then how did you tell the reporter?" Gu Bei couldn't tell at this moment, she wanted Cristiano to say, 'whatever he likes to do, he'd better stay in the bar like Ronaldinho', Still want him to say 'I hope he stays in good shape and continues our competition'.

But based on her understanding of Cristiano, both of these answers were too decent, and it was obviously impossible for Cristiano to have such an answer in his current mood.

"What should I say? I said, get out!"