The Winner is King

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"It was my birthday two weeks ago. My mother asked me what I wanted, and I told her I did n’t want anything. In fact, I lied to her and I lied to her. I wanted a regular signature to be me Birthday gift. But often a busy person, I ’m afraid my mother will disturb him. Getafe is at the critical moment of impacting the league championship, I do n’t want to distract him because of me ... Just yesterday, I really I ca n’t help it. Anyway, Getafe has won the league title. I do n’t have any worries anymore. I really want a regular signature, so I took the liberty to write such a letter. I ca n’t let you see it, I hope you can see it, because this may be the last birthday gift I received in my life ... "

Chang Sheng looked at the immature handwriting and text on the letter paper, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

He thought about it, and then said to Carlos Mediano, who was sitting opposite, "I want to see this fan, can I?"

Mediano didn't expect Changsheng to make such a request. He felt that Changsheng readily agreed to give this little fan a signature even if it was a very loving approach.

After all, they never knew each other, and Chang Sheng was so busy-he also had to lead the team to prepare for the semifinals of the King's Cup.

Seeing Mediano a little stunned, Chang Sheng asked: "Can't it?"

"Uh, no ... I need to contact his family to know if it will work ..." Mediiano explained.

"Okay, then please contact me, and I will have further news to inform me." Chang Sheng finished folding the letter and put it in his pocket. "I keep this letter, don't you mind?"

Mediiano shook his head.

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When Changsheng returned to the apartment with the letter, Avril was already getting up, wearing a white shirt of Changsheng and brushing her teeth in the bathroom that was not closed.

Chang Sheng ’s height is not too high, and his naked height is one meter seven or six. In the minds of many Chinese women, this height is barely passable, not a second-class disability.

His shirt was worn on Avril's body, and the hem just wrapped the buttocks a bit more. It looked like a dress, a short skirt.

Both snow-white legs are exposed, slender and strong, without any trace of fat.

If you must say that Avril wearing this way has any shortcomings, it is that the body is not full enough to fully support the clothes. If this shirt is worn by a **** and mature woman, her soaring double summit will prop up the front of the shirt, and the bottom will be hollowed out, giving people unlimited space for imagination. Her curved back and hips will be attached to the back of the shirt, which will show her hips vividly.

Such a dress will definitely make people bloody.

But Avril Lavigne, a girl who is not yet fully developed, spreads it as if a child is wearing a blamed adult suit and is acting strange.

It will only make people think that this child is really cute, but there will be no idea of ​​pushing her directly to the bathroom floor and overlord.

In fact, for more than a month in Changsheng's house, Avril has always been wearing this way, and Changsheng's shirt is her pajamas.

Hearing the door ringing, with a toothbrush in his mouth, Avril Lavigne, who was full of white foam, came out of the bathroom with a probe: "What's wrong, uncle?"

"Mediano looks for me." Chang Sheng replied.

"That reporter? What is he doing to you?"

"There is a letter from the reader, hoping that I can satisfy the wish of a poor little fan." Chang Shengyang lifted the letter in his hand and said this to Avril briefly.

Avril Lavigne was interested. She wanted to send a letter from Chang Sheng. After looking carefully, her eyes turned slightly red after reading.

This rebellious rock girl is kind and soft in the heart.

"Have you met his request and signed him?" She looked up at Chang Sheng.

Chang Sheng shook his head: "I'll give it to him when I plan to see it."

"I'm going too!" Avril said firmly.

Chang Sheng was a little surprised: "I don't mean I want to ..."

"I changed my mind, uncle, I want to see him with you." Avril looked at Chang Sheng.

Chang Sheng was defeated by her begging look, raised her hands and surrendered: "Well, well, as long as you want, I don't care anyway."

Avril was allowed to continue to brush her teeth in the bathroom, while Chang Sheng sat on the table, pulled out a postcard of the Getafe Club family portrait, and signed his name on it.

"To dear Jonathan Mexia Luis, always win."

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Soon, Changsheng received a call from Mediano, telling him that the child's parents were very excited and happy that Changsheng offered to visit the child.

They agreed that Chang Sheng would visit the children at any time.

"When are you going to see it, call me." Said Mediano.

"We are going now. But I can't call you." Chang Sheng replied.

Mediano was surprised by Chang Sheng's answer: "Now? Why can't you call me?"

"Because this is only a private visit, I know you need news material, Carlos. But this time it won't work." Chang Sheng doesn't want the media to report on the existence of Avril Lavigne. Although Avril Lavigne is not yet known, she has been exposed in the media. Sheng doesn't think this is a good thing.

"Not this time?" Carlos Mediano heard the out-of-string sound.

"Because I plan to visit him again later, and take the team with me. If I can."

"Yes! Yes! Of course!" Mediano happily made the decision for the children's parents.

He certainly knows how good it would be if Chang Sheng took Getafe to visit Jonathan.

And importantly, listening to what he meant, he allowed himself to go with the team the second time ...

"I'll call you again at that time, not this time. Just tell me the address, I'll find it myself."

Mediano told Chang Sheng of the address of Jonathan ’s family, and then said, “If you can go in person, I think the child will be very happy. You know that I thought at the beginning that you gave me the signature, and I will help You forward ... "

After Chang Sheng ended the call with Mediano, he called and went to the nearby cake shop to order a birthday cake, and told the other party that it was urgent and best to make it within two hours.

"Okay. But you have to add money." The guy at the cake shop who answered the phone didn't know that the person on the other side of the phone was always a winner, otherwise he might not even want to go before the cake. "Something to write on the cake?"

"Well ... to Jonathan: Happy birthday, always happy!" Chang Sheng said.

The clerk wrote down his request and told him that after two hours, let him take it by himself.

Chang Sheng and Avril had a lunch at home and set off to Jonathan's house. Of course, he had not forgotten to get the cake first.

When he pushed the door in, he was recognized by the cake shop guys, and they were all stunned.

Chang Sheng walked to the counter and said to them: "I'll take the cake I ordered two hours ago. Is it ready?"

The guys woke up immediately after the initial stun.

One of them quickly ran to the back and presented a box of elaborate birthday cakes.

Chang Sheng was very satisfied, so he had to pay for it, but was rejected by the other party: "It was given away for free, Chang. You led Getafe to upgrade successfully. This cake does not charge you money. We are all thank you."

The other guys in the shop also nodded and said, "Yes, this is our thanks to you, often!"

Chang Sheng is also not hypocritical, withdrawing his wallet and smiling to everyone: "Then I'm welcome."

"You must be welcome!"

After coming out of the cake shop, Avril said to Chang Sheng with a smile: "It feels good to be a celebrity, uncle?"

"Okay." Chang Sheng replied very proudly.

Avril Lavigne smiled happier.

Chang Sheng has reached out and stopped a taxi that happened to drop off.

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Getafe is a satellite city in the southwestern area of ​​Madrid, where a large number of industrial workers gather. Today, the heavy industry around Madrid is gone. Since the fall of the dictator Franco, the domestic industrial system in Spain has also collapsed. Spain under the rule of Franco can still produce its own car-the SEAT 600. Now SEAT is acquired by German Volkswagen. Spain is a large country and even cars cannot be built independently.

The collapse and disintegration of the industrial system have caused many industrial workers to lose their jobs.

Such unemployed workers are everywhere in Getafe, and they live mainly on government relief.

This is also one of the reasons why Getafe Club will fall into an economic crisis-because Getafe, a limited capacity, market with exhausted potential, cannot support Getafe Football Club. If the club owner can't continue to invest money in it, it will not work if he wants to rely on the market for self-sufficiency.

Fans here cannot afford to come to support Getafe. Most of the time they are not satisfied with the 18,000 Alfonso Perez Stadium.

If it was n’t for the ever-leading Getafe performance, it would be great, and fewer people would come to see the ball. Just like what Chang Sheng saw when he was on Team C. The small Alfonso Perez stadium seemed empty, and the players felt uncomfortable playing here.

The most common in Getafe is the “economically affordable housing” of various specifications and identical appearance built by the municipal government, which is rented for the poor.

Such a house is not good for lighting and ventilation, and it is good to be able to live.

In this way, many people still live here.

The home of Jonathan Mexia Luis, who often wins them this time, is in such a complex of apartment buildings that looks exactly the same.

Because the appearance of this complex looks the same, even local taxi drivers in Getafe almost find the wrong place.

They still asked the talent to find it.

After knocking on the door, the man who opened the door was shocked after seeing Chang Sheng, then appeared very happy, and quickly opened the door to let the two in.

He is the father of Jonathan.

And a middle-aged woman with a figure beside him is Jonathan's mother.

"I heard Carlos Mediano listened to your son and took the liberty to come forward just to give him this by hand." Chang Sheng took out the postcard he signed.

The red-haired girl who came in with him said, "I want to come and see him too. I'm sorry I didn't prepare any gifts, because I don't know what to send ... he certainly doesn't seldom sign me."

Jonathan's mother quickly said: "Welcome, welcome, welcome two ..." Then she pointed to the closed door on the left, "He is inside, I will take you ..."

When Jonathan's mother opened the door, Chang Sheng was surprised.

Because what he saw was a piece of black paint, but it was sunny outside now, and it was a good weather afternoon.

He had to widen his eyes and search the room carefully.

Jonathan's mother seemed to be accustomed to it for a long time, sighed, and walked in quickly, pulling to both sides in front of a wall, and the sunlight outside the house was coming straight in-it was not a wall, but curtains.

Changsheng and Avril saw the room clearly through the sunlight coming in from outside.

A bed, a big wardrobe, a bedside table, that's all.

Oh, and there was a man lying on the bed.

He was covering his face with his hands, and the sun was shining on the palm of his hand.

This is the first time Chang Sheng and Jonathan Mexia Luis have met. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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