The more Oliver got along with his new fourth official, the better he felt he was.
He came to a conclusion with satisfaction: indeed, outstanding people hang out with outstanding people.
Since meeting Irvin, every game he officiated has gone much more smoothly. The head coach on the sidelines could no longer interfere with his normal law enforcement, because Ivan could always solve all the problems by himself, and there was no need to send him out to take care of those trivial matters.
Most importantly, Lucy, who had shown no response to his pursuit at first, finally smiled at him.
The title of "Double Stars of the Refereeing World" spread like wildfire. Originally, Oliver was only slightly famous in the refereeing world, but with Ivan, a hot search figure, by his side, he was also brought into the public eye.
These two people are already capable, and as a result, their value will increase even more.
There are too many English fans supporting Irwin, and the English Football Association is inevitably affected.
The level of the English league is related to their image, and the players or referees are this image.
When people mention a country's football league, the first thing that comes to mind is definitely the outstanding players and head coaches. But what if they also think of the referees in that country? oh! That means the league level in this country must be very high, even their referees are so famous.
In the locker room after a game of a small team in Manchester, Oliver took out his calendar and made a mark on it, indicating that 2009 was one day closer to the end.
#In fact, there is still half a year left.
He muttered, "I hope to get a promotion and a raise soon so I can save money to buy a ring."
Ivan came in: "..."
It seems like it really was love at first sight.
Last time, Oliver gave Lucy an autograph as a gift. The latter was very happy, but at the same time her expression was a little strange. At that time, Oliver had no idea what was wrong. Later, he found out that the smiley face that Ivan suggested to draw on him was the same one that Lucy had received not long ago.
I have to say that Oliver is a very kind-hearted man. He actually took the initiative to give Lucy the autograph of her favorite boyfriend.
#Luckily, Lucy is a rational fan of Ivan. He pursued his idol rationally, and did not approach him in the name of Oliver just because the two of them had recently teamed up.
Love makes people stupider, but as a result, the relationship between Oliver and Ivan became stronger.
As the only person who knows the inside story, Alvin has been surrounded by pink bubbles around this referee who is obsessed with ambiguity.
Oliver has even planned to ask Ivan to be a witness when he gets married in the future.
However, in reality, nothing has been done yet.
When Ivan heard his aspirations, he casually said, "Yes, maybe you will go to the Premier League next season."
Oliver expressed his satisfaction at Irving's innocent and unpretentious compliment, and he thought so too.
Ivan: “…”
As a result, three days later, Oliver received the news that he would really be promoted and get a salary increase next season.
#PremierLeagueWelcomeYou.
Oliver:! ! !
He hugged Ivan, almost suffocating him, "Dude! You're my lucky star!"
He was so excited that he almost kissed Ivan on the face.
Ivan pushed his face away in disgust: "Congratulations."
Oliver didn't mind, he was feeling a little dizzy now.
He is about to become the youngest national referee in England, and Alvin's status will also rise with him.
#Love and career go hand in hand, it’s so wonderful.
Oliver imagined the future and said that Alvin should not be careless and continue to follow him. His thighs were thick enough and he could leave the best pendant position for Alvin.
Ivan: “…”
To be honest, when I first met Oliver, he gave me the impression that he was a reliable person.
#It is true that a journey of a thousand miles tests a horse's strength, and time reveals the true meaning of a person.
Oliver, hehe, decided to go out and have fun with his referee friends and bring Ivan along to play.
My friend, nightlife is so great, but the shops close after dark, so what better place to go than a bar?
Ivan looked at the third cocktail in front of him in silence.
The bartender had a soft spot for him, he was a man, but he seemed to have flirted with Alvin more than once.
Oliver seemed to be drunk too, and in unclear words he invited Ivan to try the wine again.
They were in a separate box, surrounded by a group of younger referees, all of whom were at about the same level, and Alvin knew quite a few of them.
There are many who are jealous, and even more who try to get close to you. In the refereeing circle, connections are particularly important.
Because when their levels are similar, one referee is promoted from above and the other is not, the ceiling of their future development will be completely different for two referees who are in similar situations now.
Maybe it was because of the mixture of various alcohols. He didn't feel anything at first, but later on, Alvin felt that something was wrong with his vision.
Drunk.
Ivan's brain immediately came to this conclusion.
However, his mind was still clear, but his hands and feet began to feel weak. He wanted to take out his cell phone to contact someone, but his fingers were out of control.
Oliver laughed at his poor alcohol tolerance and snatched his phone, saying, "Hey! Let me help you. Who do you want to call? Your girlfriend?"
He looked even more drunk than Ivan.
Oliver clicked on the recent contacts directly. He saw that the name at the top was "Mark", which was obviously not a girl's name, so he cleverly continued to look down until his eyes stopped on a certain name.
"Cris,t? Cristen? Kristen?" Oliver rubbed his eyes. "Chris... Kristen? What a beautiful name."
"Hehehe, you said you don't have a girlfriend. How could you not have one with your qualifications? And you're still shy. You're really not a brotherly man. Hiccup~" Oliver put his hand on his shoulder, reeking of alcohol.
Ivan: “…”
His brain was a little slow, and he wanted to refute, when did he have a girl named "Christine" in his address book? There is a rough guy named "Cristiano".
Oliver was so drunk that he was hallucinating. He spontaneously derived a few letters from the spelling of the contact's name and perfectly found Ivan's "girlfriend".
Feeling that something was not right, Alvin wanted to get his phone back.
However, Oliver pressed the dial button and the call went through.
After a few beeps, the call was connected.
A man's voice came: "Hello? Ivan?"
It is nine o'clock in the evening and Ronaldo has just come out of the shower. He plans to relax before going to bed and then go to bed early.
He has a very regular schedule and makes sure to sleep eight hours a day.
Then he got a call from Irwin.
When the other party called him at this time, he thought it was some urgent matter.
Oliver was a little confused. Wasn't she Ivan's girlfriend? Why was a man answering the phone?
Could it be that...
Oliver looked at Ivan dully, his eyes strange, yet revealing a hint of sympathy.
Alvin: “…” Alvin’s desire to survive made him a little more sober. He wanted to grab the phone, but his limbs were weak and his head began to feel dizzy.
Oliver looked at Ivan, whose eyes were beginning to lose focus, and felt that he had to help his new friend. He was filled with righteous indignation: "Who are you? Do you know Ivan's girlfriend?"
The Portuguese who answered the phone: “…” Where the hell did this drunkard come from?
He said, "Who are you? Why are you holding Ivan's phone? Did something happen to him?"
Oliver said sympathetically, "I wanted to tell Ivan's girlfriend that her boyfriend was drunk, but I didn't expect...hiccup."
“…”
Luo Xiaoxiao didn't have time to think about why Alvin called him when he was drunk: "Alvin is drunk? Where are you?"
"In the xx bar next to xx Street in Manchester," Oliver said, still very alert. "Why are you asking this? Is his girlfriend next to you?"
“……” I guess I understand.
What about logic?
You can't reason with a drunk.
The Portuguese man said "wait", put on his clothes, took his car keys and went out.
20 minutes later, he met Ivan.
At that time, the other person was lying on the sofa with an upright posture and his eyes closed, which was in sharp contrast to the person next to him who was staggering in a shabby manner.
I patted the other person's face, but there was no response.
Ronaldo pulled his mask and lowered his hat. He thought for a while about the correct posture for carrying the items, then started moving them.
He put Ivan's arm on his shoulders, lifted him up, and walked towards the parking lot.
Ivan was stuffed into the passenger seat smoothly.
The Portuguese then realized that the Ferrari he was driving was the same one from last time, but this time the two people had switched positions.
Ronaldo thought about it, and very cleverly took the blanket he had covered himself with last time and covered Ivan with it.
He glanced at his work with satisfaction and got into the car.
Just send him to your house to stay for one night. It’s close enough and not a big deal.
Without any knowledge, Ivan was taken to Ronaldo's house.
He woke up when he was transferred to the bed, but the time he was awake was very short. At least when he saw the completely unfamiliar ceiling, he didn't react much.
Luo Xiaoxiao fell into distress again.
Do I have to take off my clothes again?
Forget it, first time is second time is familiar, just go for it.
The Portuguese man grunted and took off half of his clothes, and the next moment he saw Ivan open his eyes and looking at him in confusion.
The two looked at each other for three seconds.
Luo Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, but Alvin did not react.
OK, confirmed, still drunk.
We should be thankful that Alvin was very well behaved even when he was drunk. He just watched silently with his eyes open, without resisting, and let the Portuguese take off his coat.
"Alvin, can you... take a shower by yourself?" The Portuguese found it difficult to pronounce.
He didn't think too much when he entered the room. His room was the only one in the house with a prepared bed, so he just put Alvin on his bed.
Now I suddenly remembered that this drunk man had not taken a shower and was full of alcohol, but he was actually placed on the bed!
"Hmm." Not sure if he understood or not, Alvin responded, took the new pajamas handed to him, and walked to the bathroom obediently.
“……”Good boy.
Luo Xiaoxiao thought about it and thought that Alvin might be hungry, so she went downstairs to see if there was anything to eat and brought up a glass of water.
When he returned to the room, he found that the other person had taken a quick shower, got into bed, and had occupied his usual sleeping position.
“…”
Look at the time, it's very late. Usually he goes to bed at this time.
Since Ronaldo has given up on himself, just let him sleep in his own bed. There is no need to prepare an extra bed. After all, they are two grown men.
He pulled back the quilt, wanting Alvin to get up and drink some water to avoid excessive headaches tomorrow.
#Boiled water can also sober you up√(?)
He was stunned when he lifted the quilt and saw Ivan's bare back in front of him.
I almost couldn't catch my breath.
The scent of his shower gel hit me.
Remember to use shower gel but not get dressed? What is this operation?
The pajamas were thrown by the other person on the small sofa next to him. He should have been wearing them, but maybe he felt uncomfortable when he lay down and took them off again.
Luo Xiaoxiao could only comfort herself in this way.
It's okay, just wash it clean. expressionless.jpg
Luo Xiaoxiao fed Alvin some water with a stern face. He was very well behaved and did everything she asked without losing his temper. However, when she asked him if he wanted to put on clothes, he closed his eyes again, as if he refused to communicate.
“…”
Looking at the lump in his quilt, the Portuguese inexplicably saw the other side's back taking off clothes several times in front of his eyes. There was the last time when he exchanged jerseys with Muller in the player channel, and there was also the one he saw when he lifted the quilt just now.
My nose is a little itchy.
I must be hallucinating because I'm too tired recently.
Go to sleep, nothing will happen when you wake up, and you can also enjoy Ai Wenming’s confused expression when he wakes up the next day.
Thinking about this makes me feel very good.
However, this time, the god of sleep seemed to be against him. He had a dream. In his dream, he met a person with a great figure, but he couldn't see his face clearly.
Gradually, the scene became clear. It seemed to be a meadow, perhaps a green field. The man was standing on the green grass. He put his hands on the hem of his clothes and lifted them up.
The figure looked so familiar. He wanted to move closer to see it more clearly, but suddenly he felt a little hot.
The heat came from behind him and spread to his entire body.
There is an unknown restlessness.
He looked again, and the person in the dream was naked from the waist up, and the clothes he was wearing were nowhere to be found. He lowered his head and found that he had a black piece of clothing in his hand, with a small logo on it.
FIFA.
The small whistle fell out of his pocket and he subconsciously reached out to catch it.
It feels warm, but the touch is not right. Why does it feel fleshy?
It's getting hotter.
The Portuguese woke up from their dream.
He felt someone sticking to his back, and in front of him, there was a beautiful hand.
It was this hand that he caught.
He recognized this hand, and when he regained consciousness, he realized it was Ivan's.
He had seen it on camera, but he couldn't remember which game it was, but it seemed like he had watched quite a few.
etc.
He is lying on his side now, who is that behind him?
It was daybreak.
He turned around, loosened his hand, and felt something furry rubbing against his neck.
The Portuguese froze.
It's Ivan's head.
Noticing his movements, Alvin rubbed against him in dissatisfaction, his nose scratching against his neck.
The person he was hugging was stiff all over, with his eyes open, not knowing what to do for a moment.
He was obviously not awake.
This is a really amazing sleeping posture.
If Ronaldo is calm enough now, he will definitely want to take a picture of this scene and show the culprit what he looks like sleeping the next day.
#shock! England's national sweetheart actually does this when she sleeps at night...
However, faced with this unexpected situation, Luo Xiaoxiao's IQ and EQ were obviously not up to par.
Luo Xiaoxiao, who was forcing herself to keep a straight face, froze again after just finishing her complaints.
Something pressed against him from behind. As men, the Portuguese should not be too clear about what that is.
Oh shit!
What's even more terrifying is that after being knocked down by this series of actions, coupled with the inexplicable dream just now, maybe because the weather has been dry recently, he actually, he actually had a reaction!
Are we crazy?
No, this is a normal male physiological reaction.
Calm analysis.jpg
The Portuguese gently pushed the other person away, covered him with the quilt, and lay there for a while.
Before he knew it, he fell asleep again.
He had another dream.
In the dream, it was still that familiar figure who climbed onto his bed, got into his quilt, and hugged him intimately.
He shuddered and woke up, his underwear was wet.
Sure enough, the culprit had no awareness at all that he was sleeping in a strange bed. He rolled over at some point and held him tightly in his arms.
Human-shaped pillow Cristiano Ronaldo Spring. Meng Le Wuhen said that he couldn't stand it anymore!
I looked at the time and it was almost seven o'clock. OK, time to get up.
Go take a shower, today is still a beautiful day.
As for the person who was still sleeping soundly—
After taking a shower, the Portuguese returned to the room and looked at the other person's sleeping face without any defense, and suddenly felt troubled.
It is May now and it is still a little cold in the morning, but the other party doesn't seem to feel it and stretches his arms out.
#Men who grew up taking cold showers are different.
No wonder it was like a heater, waking him up twice in one night.
In the Tianma space, the person on the bed moved his eyelashes.
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