The way he raised his head when he walked out from behind the door was exactly the same as the feeling of opening the door of a limited edition luxury car!
#小甜甜, a man who comes with his own BGM of the big boss’ appearance!
All that’s missing is a pair of sunglasses on his nose!
Italian fans screamed, is Britney really not the heir of the Italian Mafia (?)!
There was a smile on his lips. There was no change to the hair on top of his head, but it seemed to have been simply trimmed. The hair looked soft, but the shape was aggressive.
The light passed through his eyes, and something aggressive flashed by.
...Who the hell can stand this!
Many ladies who were nearby felt that their hearts were captured by him at that moment.
Messi and Ribery, who found that something was wrong with their wives/girlfriends: "..."
...Sweetheart, a man who makes all the men present feel a little cuckolded the moment he appears on the stage!
His eyes swept over, and everyone felt that he had just glanced at them.
The dazed Luo Xiaoxiao heard Ribery next to him say something he didn't quite understand, but from the tone it was probably similar to "fuck".
Ivan walked to his seat on the stage and adjusted the height of the microphone amid cheers.
He continued to look down and happened to meet the eyes of the Portuguese man with shining eyes.
His eyes slightly curved, which seemed to be asking him:
Are you surprised, ma'am?
Ahhhhhh surprise!
The Portuguese have not thought about the Ballon d'Or for the time being. The only thing left is the urge to rush up and carry away the man who is so handsome that he kills the whole stadium and hide him.
Alvin adjusted the microphone and started speaking. As soon as his voice came out, countless people across Europe who were watching the live broadcast suddenly clamped their legs together.
“I am very happy to be invited as the award presenter. Thank you for the kind invitation from the organizer.”
As soon as he started speaking, there were screams from the audience, but when he extended his hand in a gentlemanly manner, pressed it down gently, and made a "calm down" gesture, the audience suddenly quieted down again.
"I remember the last time I came here, I was still sitting down there, looking expectantly at where I am standing now, and now, I am looking at the same expectation from the same position again."
After Alvin finished speaking, there was good-natured laughter from the audience and the camera turned to the three candidates. But it was not as Alvin said, all three of them were looking forward to it.
He then said a few more simple words, with the same smile and the same dimples. He seemed to look exactly the same as he did three years ago when he stood on the podium and received the Golden Globe trophy.
What did he say then?
Oh, he said—
"I'm very happy, surprised and unexpected. I didn't expect that I could stand here again and win the Ballon d'Or. I thought I would never have this opportunity. Thank you to FIFA, UEFA, the English FA, my national team coach and teammates, and my fans, family and friends who have always supported me."
His acceptance speech was extremely simple, but many people present shed tears.
He used three "very" to express his feelings simply and profoundly. His "I didn't expect to be able to stand here" seemed to condense all the hardships of the past.
On that day in 2010, when the award presenter Bailey read out his name, everyone was convinced.
It’s indeed not easy, he is a very inspirational person.
From one man's football to one man's team.
His voice brought everyone back to their senses: "So, the election results are 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 tenderness that quickly flashed across his drooping eyelashes.
"Who is the winner of the 2013 Ballon d'Or?"
He paused, then raised his head and looked at the audience again——
He looked at the Portuguese with tears in his eyes.
He spoke in the spotlight:
“Cristiano Ronaldo.”
Warm applause broke out, but Luo Xiaoxiao seemed not to hear it.
He didn't know when he stood up, and amid the cheers, he walked towards the man who was watching and encouraging him with a gentle smile.
They approached each other.
There was a light behind him, they thought at the same time.
The moment the Portuguese took the trophy handed over by Ivan, he was already in tears.
It was not just for his years of hard work, not just the relief of finally winning the award, it seemed to carry something else -
He saw Ivan, and in Ivan's sight he received the honor that was very important to him.
"I've always been with you."
Those were his simplest yet most sincere words.
He really doesn't say much, but when he does, it always turns into the most touching confession.
Little Chris ran up with his father. He tilted his little head and saw Tiantian.
He knew this was a very important occasion, and today was a very important day for his father.
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 without stopping, took little Chris and the trophy, and hugged him tightly.
Do you remember what you said to me? Alvin.
When you were wiping the trophy in the Hall of Fame that day, you told me that what's yours is mine.
Now, I also want to tell you -
What's mine is yours.
Later you shook hands with me and said you would come back to play football.
I fulfilled my promise to you and won the Golden Globe again. You must also abide by the promise you made to me.
Alvin looked at the trophy and Little Chris, who refused to let go, and Big Chris, who cried but wanted to be hugged by him, and smiled helplessly but dotingly.
It’s a little difficult to hold them all in my arms, but this is my wife’s request, so it’s not a big problem.
Luo Xiaoxiao rested his chin on Ivan's shoulder and sobbed. Then he heard his catnip say in a low voice: "Little cat."
If it wasn't for the wrong timing, the Portuguese would have been unable to resist glaring at Alvin.
"Go and give your speech," Ivan said with an unchanged expression. The camera focused on their faces. He felt that this scene was so heartwarming. "I'll hold little Chris."
Luo Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, wiped her tears, handed the still ignorant little Chris to Ivan, and stood where Ivan had just stood.
After five years, he won the Golden Globe Award again. He could fully understand how Alvin felt when he stood there. He must have felt more emotions in his heart than he does now. How did he manage not to cry?
"I didn't expect to still be standing here", these nine simple words are simply the best tear-jerker in his plain words.
Most of the ladies at the scene were crying, and even the reporters were wiping their tears. Only he on the stage had the same expression as always, smiling. The past is the past, and he just laughed it off.
Now, he is beside him, watching him.
Luo Xiaoxiao looked at the people below the stage with different expressions and calmed down: "I can't find any words to describe this moment..."
He almost hiccupped before he finished speaking.
Ivan touched the head of little Chris who was hugging his thigh, and led the applause.
The people in the audience were infected by the atmosphere and started to applaud loudly.
Dolores cried even harder than her son in the audience. She felt proud and gratified when she saw the two outstanding young men in front of her.
It’s great to see them supporting each other along the way.
I will continue to do so in the future.
After Luo Xiaoxiao finished speaking, holding the Golden Globe Award, Little Chris ran over and leaned on Big Chris's legs.
The tears in his eyes had not yet faded, and all he could see was Ivan's face standing next to him.
At that moment, they seemed to be walking side by side.
People's tears were filled with the young face of Ronaldo, and the tears of the Portuguese people were filled with the beautiful eyes of Ivan.
With you all the way, I am not alone.
After the Golden Globe Awards ceremony, they walked out of the hall and happened to meet Luo Xiaoxiao's agent, Mendes, at the corner.
Mendes seemed to have been waiting here for a while.
He also attended Ronaldo's award ceremony. That feeling, Mendes said, was really so sour and cool.
"Oh, my friend, you are so awesome." Mendes went straight up and hugged Luo Xiaoxiao.
Ribery just came out and saw the two hugging each other like an old father seeing his son. He looked sour, snorted, and walked straight past Ivan.
Ivan raised his eyebrows. He noticed Ribery's expression when he was on the stage. It was very bad.
It can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with the winning result.
Ribery does have reason to be dissatisfied. He has won all the awards he could this year, including the Bundesliga title, the Champions League title, and other big and small titles. He can't get more. If he can't even win the Ballon d'Or, it can only be said that everyone will live in the shadow of the Messi and Ronaldo era.
In contrast, although Luo Xiaoxiao has no championship, he has added a lot of points for his outstanding performance in the recent World Cup qualifier against Sweden, in which he saved the team by himself.
Ivan didn't take it to heart. He was in a good mood, especially when he looked at the big star and his agent hugging each other in front of him.
Luo Xiaoxiao just heard Mendes constantly saying congratulations. He kept muttering excitedly for about three minutes, and finally let him go, and then looked at Ivan with even more enthusiasm and excitement. Alvin discovered that his eyes were brighter than Luo Xiaoxiao's.
Well, the light of money is flashing.
Ivan felt that in Mendes' eyes, he might be a moving gold mine.
"Oh! Ivan! I'm so glad to see you!" Mendes acted like it was the case.
Ivan smiled but said nothing, waiting for him to continue.
Mendes pulled Luo Xiaoxiao and said, "Hey, if Cris and I weren't familiar with each other, I would have asked him for an autograph. Before I met you today, you and I weren't familiar with each other, so, can you please fulfill a small request of mine? Can you sign for me before I get to know you? Sign as many as you want, the more the better!"
Luo Xiaoxiao tilted his head, still holding his Golden Globe Award tightly, and now he was watching Mendes bragging to Ivan. For some reason, he felt like someone from his mother's family was coming, and he felt particularly confident in front of Ivan.
Ivan's lips curled up: "Sure, but, Mr. Mendes, if I sign a few more for you, will you betroth Cris to me?"
Mendes: ? ? ?
Luo Xiaoxiao:! ! !
What the hell? So explosive right from the start? !
Mendes choked and thought, are you kidding me? You want to take away his cash cow with the pot just by signing a few autographs? Only a fool would do a losing business!
I respect you as a CEO, but I didn't expect that your betrothal gift was so stingy. Is my Cris so easy to deal with?
Confused Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
Alvin didn't force it. Although he didn't care, he knew how valuable his signature was.
In fact, it was Luo Xiaoxiao who came to the door: "..."
It was not convenient to say more here. Mendes smiled awkwardly and stopped arguing with Ivan. He pulled Luo Xiaoxiao over and said earnestly: "Cris, I'm telling you, you should communicate with Ivan more and learn from him..."
Listening to his agent's nagging again, Luo Xiaoxiao became even more confused. Why did he feel something was wrong the more he listened?
The Portuguese heard what was happening later. Did Mendes want him to hold on to Ivan's thighs?
(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
He’s just the president, you talk like he’s no one else!
No, Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered that he was indeed not the president.
The one in his family is the typical one. When he is not officiating a game, he will look at the company's operating reports and approve documents every day.
……no! It seemed as if she was Alvin's kept little wife!
The Portuguese was determined that he would also become a president!
So, at night, he crawled into Alvin's bed and kept whispering to Alvin.
As Alvin listened, his smile became a little strange. How could he remember that today was such a happy day? According to common sense, his wife should have rushed over to him enthusiastically and wanted to kiss, hug and lift him up?
What is he constantly blabbering about?
"Ivan, I want to start a brand too!"
“My brand will be named after me!”
“The first product to be released must be a perfume of my style!”
"The kind that won't make you sneeze!"
Ivan responded to him and naturally put his arm around her.
He tackled the Portuguese, who was so excited that his mind was not on himself at all.
"Okay, I promise you, I will help you check it carefully," Ivan kissed him, "We are all family, Madam, just use yourself as compensation."
Luo Xiaoxiao:? ? ?
Why does something seem a little wrong?
He wanted Alvin to impart some experience to him, but why does it seem like he is still clinging to Alvin?
He was stunned until Ivan lifted his thigh: "Cris, lend me your thigh too."
“…”
He foresaw the weakness of his legs tomorrow.
A few days after Christmas, Alvin and Luo Xiaoxiao received an invitation from an American talk show.
This program is very famous in the United States. Many Hollywood stars have been invited to participate, especially movie stars who are about to star in movies that will be broadcast. They will be invited to the scene to chat with the host and promote their own movies.
The name of this talk show is "Jimmy Kimmel Live!"
It just so happens that La Liga has a winter break, so the two of them are free.
Luo Xiaoxiao was holding the invitation letter and studying the contents: "Not just the two of us? Who else is invited?"
His eyes fell on the other two lines of names. Hmm, they seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember who they were at once.
Ivan said: "It's Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan."
Luo Xiaoxiao was puzzled: "What do they have to do with us?"
Irving thought for a moment and said, "It's probably related to the movies. Their Captain America: The Winter Soldier is about to be released, and our Become a Famous One is also coming soon."
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