"This is a spin-off of the 'Goal!' series. You should have seen the previous ones. They were filmed with strong support from FIFA. The first two parts had sufficient funding, but the sponsorship was insufficient for the later parts. Originally, filming would not have continued, but if the protagonist of the story was you, the result would probably be completely different." Leo finished what he wanted to say.
He may also feel that it is not a good idea to say these things when he and his eldest son meet for the first time: "These things are not my business, but if possible, I really want to see you perform."
Ivan neither nodded nor shook his head. He did not look at the man opposite him: "I see. Anything else?"
Blood ties don't necessarily mean closeness. Before coming here, Alvin had considered how he should accept his father, but now, he doesn't want to think about it so much. He didn't even believe that his father wanted to accept him from the bottom of his heart. If he hadn't gone to play in the World Cup, the two of them would probably never have had any contact in their lives.
A union without love is itself a mistake, and Alvin feels that he is already the luckiest among all the products of such unions.
Maybe he has the cold-bloodedness of the DeWitt family in his bones and doesn't care much about family affection.
There was melancholy in Leo's eyes. Ivan was right, he showed up too late.
When he was a child, he envied other fathers throwing their sons high up, but he was not by his side; when he was confused in his youth and needed his father's guidance, he was not by his side; when he suffered a major blow in his life and was most vulnerable, he was not by his side...
When he finally showed up, the boy's shoulders were no longer thin. He had the ability to protect others and was no longer the one being protected.
It was late when Alvin returned home. The villa was dark, with only the lights on at the stairs.
After he checked out little Chris and the twins' rooms, he returned to the Portuguese's room and found that Luo Xiaoxiao had left a small bedside lamp on.
...Looking at the way he sleeps with the quilt rolled up, he definitely didn't forget to turn off the light.
Ivan shook his head, turned off the light, and went to bed.
The Portuguese had a wonderful dream. In the dream, he turned into a cat and fell into a pile of catnip. He arched his head in comfort and finally dug out a whistle.
Chris meowed: "..."
I don't know why, but I feel like getting mad when I see a whistle.
He wanted to get the whistle away, so he reached out to grab it, but found that the whistle was there no matter how hard he tried, and he got very angry.
The dream was nonsensical and he didn't know he was dreaming, so he bit the catnip next to him out of unhappiness.
Ivan, who was held by him in an excited place early in the morning and bitten on the shoulder, said: "..."
The Portuguese man, who had no idea what he was dreaming about, was still sleeping soundly. He just refused to let go and was very happy grabbing and biting the thing.
Ivan had a blank expression on his face, and Cris might be trying to take some catnip.
He looked at the other person's left knee, and decided to endure it. He tried to get the person who was sticking to him back. He was going to make breakfast.
When Big Chris sat down obediently waiting for his meal, Alvin brought over another pot of porridge.
"Or century egg porridge?" Luo Xiaoxiao expressed disdain.
"No, today's fish porridge," Ivan filled it for him and said, "I'm not familiar with this, it might not taste good. If you can't stand it, don't drink it. I'll make something else."
The Portuguese say that there is nothing more delicious than a bowl of soup cooked with water (?).
He couldn't wait to take a sip, his expression a little slow to react.
"Is it not tasty?" Alvin noticed his expression.
"Not bad." He said slowly and continued to move the spoon in his hand.
Alvin knew him quite well. Seeing him like this, he tasted it himself...a fishy smell.
The fishy smell is not strong, but you can still taste it.
He frowned, "Cris, don't drink it. I didn't do a good job of removing the fishy smell."
However, the person on the other side seemed not to hear him, and he continued: "It's okay. This is my first time drinking this kind of porridge, and it feels pretty good."
He grumbled as he drank, "Ivan, have you ever tried the famous British dishes like Stargazing or Eel? They still have the fishy smell."
"Next time, make a pot that doesn't have a fishy smell." Alvin was unmoved, but still wanted to stop him.
The Portuguese man hid with the bowl in his hand and said, "No, I want to drink it." Luo Xiaoxiao said that he has a filter for everything about Alvin.
It would be easy to break the bowl if he tried to grab it from him, so Alvin had no choice but to watch him struggle with the bowl in his hand, then took the pot away and refused to let him drink from it no matter what.
When he came back, Luo Xiaoxiao had almost finished drinking.
Ivan couldn't help but ask, "Is it really not hard to drink?"
Luo Xiaoxiao: "At least it's fresh. I think it tastes a little better than chicken breast." A good day starts with looking forward to Doudou's loving breakfast~
Well, Alvin silently watched his Adam's apple moving as he swallowed until he was done.
He smiled brightly: "The most important thing is, this was done by Doudou~~"
Then he was suddenly hugged, and Alvin buried his head in his neck, kissed him, and stopped talking.
The little chestnut curly hair rubbed against his neck, causing some itchiness.
Luo Xiaoxiao tried to be serious: "Ivan, I'm not well yet, don't tease me so early in the morning."
The other person's hand reached out from behind, hugged his waist, and the warm palm naturally rested on his lower abdomen: "There are still ingredients in the refrigerator. I'll make you some food later."
Is Alvin acting like a spoiled brat with him? The Portuguese man's eyes lit up and he did not forget to ask: "No sweet."
"Okay." Alvin responded without any unnecessary movements.
"I want to do some simple exercise today, you come with me." Before Luo Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Ivan's hand on his lower abdomen moved.
Ivan felt the good touch of his hands and was familiar with the Portuguese's abdominal muscles.
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…” He had a feeling that Alvin might say something different again.
Sure enough, Ivan rubbed it and said with some regret: "Madam drank a bowl of fishy fish porridge, and her appetite is still so good?"
Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
Ivan rubbed it again: "Sure enough, I'm not working hard enough."
Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
He tried hard to think about the meaning of Ivan's incoherent words, and he thought of something slowly. Until he turned his head and looked into Ivan's smiling eyes, he understood.
! ! !
"Evan!!!"
Dolores came back from a walk with her three children and heard a commotion upstairs?
Hmm...she seemed to hear Ivan's voice, and the child was laughing happily.
Upstairs, the little sweet girl with dimples who was thrown on the bed by the Portuguese was super charming: "Cris, I was wrong."
Luo Xiaoxiao angrily ripped open his loose shirt and bit his white shoulder. This apology didn't seem sincere at all!
After biting it, he found something wrong. Why were there two tooth marks on Ivan's shoulder? !
He hasn't had any close contact with Alvin recently!
His hair stood on end, and the anger of having his territory invaded filled his heart: "Evan, what's with the teeth marks on your shoulder?!"
Ivan: “…”
His hesitation immediately ignited the anger of the person around him. He was not particularly angry just now, but this time Ivan's reaction made the expression on his face freeze.
He stared at Ivan's face. The other party wanted to say something, but he didn't want to listen. His heart filled with anger was like being suddenly poured with a bucket of cold water, which extinguished his anger, but also made his heart cold.
In just a few seconds, Alvin watched Luo Xiaoxiao's face go through shock, anger, and despair.
He stopped pressing Alvin and turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, not wanting to look at Alvin again.
Ivan: “…”
"Cris, it's not what you think. It wasn't someone else who bit him." Ivan was helpless. It was just a small matter. Why didn't you wait for him to finish?
He suddenly felt it was difficult. How could he explain to Cris that the other tooth mark was made by him in his sleep? That happened this morning.
"Both teeth marks are yours. The other one was bitten by you this morning when you were still sleepy. You can come over and compare the two teeth marks to see if they are the same." Alvin took off his clothes, turned the Portuguese around forcibly, and moved closer to him.
Luo Xiaoxiao turned his head and what caught his eye were the two enlarged teeth marks on Ivan's shoulder. He blinked and it seemed that they did look alike?
Ivan's voice sank: "Look, both are very fresh."
The Portuguese blushed a little, and he remembered something: "So what did you do yesterday?"
Ivan calmly recounted what happened yesterday.
"I also brought back the script, you can take a look at it."
Luo Xiaoxiao found that he had indeed misunderstood someone. He felt guilty. Looking at Aiwen's face without a smile, he suddenly felt a little scared to see him like this: "Aiwen, I won't do this next time. I will definitely wait for you to finish speaking."
He held Alvin in his arms, and Alvin let him hold him. Listening to the unsteady breathing of his catnip, Luo Xiaoxiao began to regret it. He seemed to have made Alvin sad. What should he do?
But the person who makes Alvin the saddest must be Alvin’s father!
"Ivan, you still have me, you still have little Chris, and your little prince and princess. Ah, shouldn't you give them names?"
Ivan kissed the top of his head: "Cris, you decide."
Luo Xiaoxiao remembered again: "Goal to Fame? I remember the original second part had a plot about Real Madrid, but I hadn't been to Real Madrid at that time. If you're going to shoot Goal to Fame, would you also shoot Real Madrid?"
The more he talked about it, the more he felt it was OK: "I want to make a cameo appearance! A friendly cameo! For free!" It must be fun to appear in a movie with Ivan! He originally wanted to see how Alvin made the movie!
"Oh?" Ivan hadn't actually decided whether to film it or not, but after hearing what he said, he said, "Does the lady want to sell her body? If so, would you consider playing the second male lead?"
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…”
Ivan said seriously, "According to their thinking, the first part won't have too many club plots. It will tell my experience from entering the youth team to when I was 18 years old and was discovered by my husband, your current coach, Mr. Mourinho. The final game scenes will also be of the Premier League."
"Who will take pictures of you when you were 12 years old?" Luo Xiaoxiao is very good at grasping the key points.
Ivan also remembered something when he mentioned it. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but his eyebrows softened a little: "It might be my brother, Aubrey."
Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
"Brother?" Didn't you say you have no brothers or sisters?
"Yeah, my half-brother. His hair and eye colors are the same as mine," Ivan said, leaning against his face. "He's quite cute."
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…”
Luo Xiaoxiao: "How old are you?"
Ivan: "Early 10 years old? If he also likes playing football, maybe I will have the chance to play with him in a few years."
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…”
He argued: "Only the Premier League? I remember I met you in the Champions League. Don't you want some Champions League footage? I think our boss won't refuse."
Ivan was very calm: "I haven't decided yet whether I will act in that movie. Is Cris already eager to be taken advantage of?"
Luo Xiaoxiao: “…”
Although he wanted to refute, the air flow from Ivan's voice sprayed on his ears, making his legs weak for some unknown reason!
"Okay, don't you want to move? I'll take you there." Alvin continued to pick him up. The Portuguese was confused when he was picked up.
He was taken to the gym and sat on a fitness machine. His legs couldn't move, but his hands could.
"Speaking of becoming famous with one goal, I have an idea about the sleepy ball. Shall we go to the grass and study it?"
Whatever Alvin said was what it was, and the Portuguese nodded very happily. By the way, you can also review Sleepy Ball again.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the backyard, and he watched Ivan juggle the ball to warm up, then start gesturing towards the small goal.
At first, it could be seen that was the way the ball was kicked, but the more I looked at it, the more it seemed wrong. How could it be flying towards the goal by brushing the ground?
After doing this several times, Ivan finally became proficient. Luo Xiaoxiao watched in confusion as his boyfriend, who knew everything, kicked the ball into his goal with his feet touching the floor.
...It seemed like he accidentally witnessed the birth of another one of Ivan's unique skills?
He sat there, the more he watched, the more excited he became, he also wanted to play! QAQ
Ivan determined the specific force, then he stopped, took the ball, placed it at the Portuguese's feet, and said to him, "I'll go get the camera, Cris will help me record a video later."
Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
Another tutorial coming out?
As expected, Ivan planned to do so. Luo Xiaoxiao held the camera and looked at his handsome boyfriend: "Does this free kick have a name?"
Ivan kicked the ball out successfully, and he turned to the Portuguese and said, "Sleepyball 2.0?"
“…”
No matter what tricks Alvin plays, he will definitely be the first beneficiary!
That night, Twitter exploded again. Irving posted a short video, briefly showing off his kicking skills, and then said that the tutorial was on his website.
That night, a large number of people flocked to Xiao Tiantian’s website. While the operations staff were working overtime, the careful administrator discovered that there was an anonymous forum that had actually built a high-rise building of technical discussions?
In fact, the point is not this. The point is that the more she watched, the more she felt that although the way these people spoke was funny, their words revealed a sense of professionalism that was different from that of ordinary fans.
The previous one was the discussion about Sleepy Ball 1.0. Now 2.0 is out. In addition to the hectic research on 2.0, there is also a floor that makes her feel that she has discovered something.
N183:
Have the big guys you mentioned ever tried not to exchange jerseys with others? I saw that he didn't replace Rooney in the last game.
N184:
Why not swap with Rooney? It’s obvious that he doesn’t want to be exchanged with Neymar! Brother, isn't it wrong for you to say that?
N183:
Okay, that’s not the point. The point is, is there ever a time when he doesn’t exchange jerseys with others?
N185:
As far as I know, no. The boss is a nice guy. I don't think he will reject the players' enthusiasm. I heard that if there are many substitutions, he will take them to the door of the locker room and give each of them one.
N186:
Excuse me, how come the above people know these details so well? Shouldn’t it be?
N185:
No, no way, is the world that small?
N183:
...QAQSo he only didn't change in the last game, right?
N186:
With all due respect, I think the 183rd floor is not right.
N185:
I think so too.
N184:
With all due respect, I feel like something is not quite right with everyone here.
…
N187:
What the hell? Did I find the organization?
N188:
I have been anonymous in the forum for so long, and I found that the essential teaching posts are really useful. Is it true that the sleepy ball can only be played in England?
N187:
This was said by a big shot, no one has verified it. We only know that this has not been achieved in other leagues. Is it because England is at a higher latitude and has a different gravity?
N190:
The way you speak seems familiar to me... Are you the top student in my dormitory?
N187:
What the hell? Are you my gatekeeper?
N190:
Why aren't you going back to the dormitory late at night and hanging out outside?
N187:
I was given a yellow card by a big guy last time. I am working hard on my skills and hope that I can be more accurate when I meet him next time.
N191:
I was dealt a card by the big guy… making a weak sound. That’s great that I finally found the organization. I’ve always wanted to ask, are there any experienced forwards who can tell me how to fall so as not to get a yellow card?
N184:
According to statistics, no one has succeeded yet.
N185:
Yes, no one. I hope this person will appear one day.
…
N192:
I think this is possible. I have studied it, and it is #￥%&... I may not necessarily encounter him enforcing the law. Would you like to consider giving it a try next time you meet the big guy? If you fail, the worst that can happen is a red card, and you can still be a hero after 90 minutes.
N193:
Diving is not a yellow card? Why the red card?
N192:
I heard that kissing the boss can get two balls at a time? I feel that this curse is unbelievable, so I decided to try it myself, try to break the curse and make a contribution to football! So I'm prepared to maybe get another card!
N193:
…
N194:
Very well said, very sexy, I look forward to seeing your performance.
…
When the staff member saw this, she suddenly felt that she should do something for her idol!
We cannot allow deceiving idols to become an evil trend in football! So, she decisively found someone with higher authority and tagged Ivan through a special private message.
@Your little sweetie, little sweetie, remember not to be stingy with the small cards in the next competition!
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