Green Life

"Mark, we can definitely win! Can't we?" Maddox, wearing a jersey signed by Mark Qin, looked up at him expectantly, hoping to get a positive answer.

"Hehe, kid, do you think we will win?" Mark Qin rubbed his hair and asked with a smile.

"Yes, we will definitely win", the little guy clenched his fist with a firm face.

"Haha, as you wish," Mark Qin straightened up, turned his head and said to Angelina Jolie, "Your kid is very cute and a very loyal Liverpool fan."

"He's up to me for this," she said with a smile, "Mark, Victoria (Beckham) sometimes mentions you to me. If you come to Los Angeles in the future, remember to contact me."

She put her arms around Maddox’s shoulders and continued: "My son also likes you very much. He must want you to be a guest."

"Thank you, if you have the opportunity, I will definitely come to visit, I also like your movie..."

The score in the first round disappointed him a bit, but it was not to the point of frustration, not every game was won.

Not every thing you try to do will have good results, this is reality, and what he shuttles is not comics.

What can I do? Had to pack up and set off to prepare for the next beautiful arrival.

"I don't need to describe Raul's greatness again. Today, he gave us a heavy blow," Mark Qin said in the face of the interview after he walked out of the tunnel.

"But we are not afraid of the Bernabéu. It is the sacred place that many players dream of, but we will conquer it in the next game. The away game is not a problem for us."

"Do you think this game is fair to you?" the reporter asked.

"There is nothing unfair. Although I was a little disappointed by the score, Real Madrid's defense did make us underprepared," he said calmly, "Let's see the next round."

After speaking, he didn't seem to have any desire to be interviewed anymore, so he picked up his bag and got into the long-awaited car.

On the other hand, the media in Madrid, Spain have set off a storm, which can be described as enthusiastic.

"It's really an ugly and ugly draw. Although it is a good result for Real Madrid, why are we not happy at all!"

"When Barcelona next door is playing football that is not part of this world, my god, what I saw here in Real Madrid, a bunch of rubbish!"

"I have watched Real Madrid for decades, and I dare say that Capello has played better than him, Juan de Ramos, shame, he ruined Real Madrid's temperament, there is no point in the existence of Real Madrid like this!"

Capello: FK, did I mess with you?

The editor-in-chief of Marca News, Edward, issued this report called "Shame" at the very first moment of the end of the game.

Home page, full page!

"The whole game, three shots, one shot on target, the whole field was defensive, fouled, blocked, and cleared. Does Juande want to learn from Mourinho? You are far away!"

Real Madrid's mouthpiece media has been out of anger, and the overwhelming condemnation after the game is endless.

"FK, Juande, do you want me to drown with saliva?" Calderon called him to the office as soon as he came back, and screamed.

"But now it is 1:1. We have a big advantage at home to advance. Entering the next round is more important than anything else." Juande was not shocked by Calderon's momentum.

A bad accountant, knows football!

"The next hell, how did you advance? Are you going to continue to fight back at the Bernabeu?" Calderon's face flushed with anger.

"This is the best choice for us," Juande shrugged calmly. "We are not the opponent of Liverpool for attacking."

"Shit, if you don't even fight, just come to the **** conclusion" Calderon slapped on the table, "I want to see offense, offense for the next game!" he shouted.

"If you dare to go your own way, the media will tear you up, and I will let you go right away!"

Juan De squinted his eyes, suppressed the anger in his chest, stood up and said calmly: "As you wish."

...

At the end of February, when it came to spring again, Maqin took advantage of the opportunity of his team to play in the league and came to the Tony Bar.

He likes to sit here when the game is not going well. This simple little bar can always calm down his anxious mentality, especially this season.

After such a glamorous debut season, although he performed very well this season, he didn't seem to be a big surprise compared to last season.

Most people think that this should be the level of a European golden boy. Nothing is surprising. It will only be strange if he plummets.

They have ups and downs this season, and he will inevitably have more troubles than ever, especially when he does not play well or the team loses.

When I first came to the world, the excitement of entering the green field for the first time has faded away with frequent competitions.

Do I really like football? Or just like watching football?

Today, it may be the first light rain in spring, and the air is very fresh.

Tony poured a glass of rye and brought it to the table in front of Maqin. He knew that he was in a bad mood again.

Come when you lose, come when you perform poorly, a cup of rye, most of the time will solve the problem.

Most of the men had nothing to say. Tony himself poured a glass and sat beside him quietly drinking with him, but he was a bit surprised today because he poured a second glass himself.

"It's in a bad mood?"

"Ok"

"Isn't there another round?"

"That's different"

Tony was speechless, so he had to pour himself a second glass of wine, and continued to drink with his head.

"The Prime Minister has given instructions on the recent protests by Liverpool fans, requesting parliament to make all files public and the court retrial." The television broadcasted this morning's news replay.

The voice came, and the two dull men were indifferent, they had known and expected the result a long time ago.

"Thank you, Mark", today countless Liverpool fans took to the streets to celebrate, hug and cry bitterly, even more excited than winning the championship, twenty years in the dust.

Tony knows the whole process. No matter who he represents, he is an old Liverpool fan and should thank this kid.

Without his initiation and connection, perhaps they would have to wait any longer.

Mark Qin waved his hand and didn't take it too seriously, because only he knew that even without him, Liverpool would not wait for this result for too long.

"Squeaky", the old wooden door of the bar was opened at this time, and Tony turned his head and looked surprised.

It's not time for the old drinkers to come by this time, and it's still raining today, why would anyone come in?

The round face, shoulder-to-shoulder hair, exudes a breath of athletic youth.

"Are you really here? I'm so lucky," Caroline Wozniacki said in surprise.

She is going back tomorrow. I heard from fans in the circle that Maqin often goes to a shabby bar, so she is going to try her luck today.

With her reputation, you can meet Maqin directly by contacting the Liverpool club, but that would be boring, isn't it? She thought so when she set off.

"You are?" I'm sorry that Mark Qin doesn't watch tennis very much. Even in his previous life, his tennis knowledge is limited to Zhang Depei.

Tony shook his head, patted him on the shoulder, and said jokingly: "You are more like an old man than me."

After speaking, he went to the back kitchen alone, where there was a door leading directly to his house on the other side of the street.

There are so many secrets in this tavern, but no secrets.

"Carolyn Wozniacki, I am your fan." The beauty is not angry that Maqin did not recognize her. Although she and Maqin rose at about the same time, the influence of tennis is far worse than football. .

"Look at Tony's meaning, you should be very famous. Sorry, I'm usually very house." Mark Qin also reacted a little.

"Much worse than you", the beautiful lady smiled and sat opposite, "Dane, tennis player"

"Oh, disrespect and disrespect", he got up and poured her a glass of lemonade, and handed it to her.

"Thank you, I made a special trip to see you this time, you don't know how much I like you, ah, it's a fan, not that kind of like"

"Huh", Maqin nodded in agreement.

Then, let's go, let's go..., "That's it, do you think I was lucky today", the beauty's eyes smiled into crescents.

To be honest, Maqin thinks that this young beauty in Kailuolin tennis is not so beautiful, but very sunny and friendly.

"You seem to be unhappy?" Caroline asked, seeing Maqin silent for a long time, just drinking alone.

He shook his head, "It doesn't count, haven't you had a game recently?" He just wanted to quietly find the topic bluntly.

"I gave myself a holiday, hee hee", he looked at him again after he said, "Did you tie the ball in the last game, and I was in the stands in that game", as if thinking of something, his cheeks turned red. It's just that the lights are dim and you can't see it.

Maqin was very irritable, especially with a duck beside him.

"Hey, I also lost a lot of goals this year. Do you know how I adjusted my vent?"

Ghosts want to know!

"This is my secret, most people I don't tell him, it's very effective"

"Oh? Haha", -_-||

one hour later……

"This is your way of venting?" Maqin said silently, looking at the boxing gloves on his fist.

"Come on, comeonbaby! Call out your dissatisfaction loudly and come and hit me," said Caroline, who put on protective clothing and supported the baffle with both hands.

"This, really fight?", he was a bit off the line, what kind of situation is this, somehow followed her to the boxing gym.

"Come and hit me, hurry up." The beauty who turned into a Spartan warrior ignored her and stared fiercely.

"Boom," he tried to punch it.

"Have you not eaten? Be more vigorous, think of me as an object of dissatisfaction, and fight hard," she yelled.

"Boom Boom"

"Are you still a man?"

"Boom bang bang bang"

"My grandpa is stronger than you"

"Ah..." Mark Qin was a little stubborn, and then he punched him hard.

"Yes, that's it," the beauty stepped back and said provocatively, "Who am I?"

"Boom", "You are Real Madrid", another punch.

"Is there any dissatisfaction, come come come"

"Ah...", "I'll let you learn tortoise, I will kill you, do you know how long I have been preparing for this game", Mark Qin was crazy, his fists snapped up.

The beauty endured the pain from her forearm and continued to provoke, "Come on, come on, hitmehitme, how about I am a tortoise, come on, hit me"

Ding 咣哐哐, "Ah...FK, who allowed you to use your feet", the beautiful girl who flew out screamed miserably.

The sweaty Maqin reacted and rushed to check if Caroline, who was back from the boxing ring collapsed, was injured.

"Huh", the two of them sat on the boxing ring with sweat and no image, looked at each other, "haha", they laughed.

"Hey, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I said you don't usually vent," the beauty asked, panting.

Mark Qin wiped his sweat and thought about it. It seemed that he didn't know how to vent since he worked in the last life. He was used to patience and used his mind to solve problems.

"Huh, don't say it, it's really cool"

"Of course, the pressure of the athletes in the usual competition is so great, it is not good to not be able to adjust."

"Thank you today," Maqin said, looking at her.

She smiled heartily, and the two fisted to indicate, "Just as if I did something for my idol."

"I invite you to dinner tonight?" Mark Qin invited.

Caroline shook her head and stood up and said: "I will go back early tomorrow morning. There are still many training and competitions waiting for me. I guess I will not be able to see your second round at the Bernabeu. If you have time in the future, Come and watch me play"

"Haha, no problem, but you have to spread my knowledge of tennis first", what a hearty girl...