Master. Muris is cold and domineering, meticulous and serious, and is a man with a very strong aura.

And the little monkey has made a name for himself in the football world because of his challenge to masters from all walks of life, and he thinks he is invincible, and he is quite proud.

This match is the scene where the little monkey first defeats Murice, and then is brutally abused by Muris, who is wearing the top sneakers of the 7th generation of assassins.

This scene is not difficult for Mouris, who in reality is a difficult person to get close to. On the pitch he is also a complete poker face, a role that was originally designed for him.

But although Muris is cold and detached, he is not ruthless, and his domineering is not visible on the outside, so he still has to release more of his inner cold and arrogant side.

What really challenged Muris was the "warm man" setting later, and the warm relationship between the little monkey and the big-name star may test Muris's skills the most.

The little flea is tricky, and this paragraph describes the changes in his entire heart, including the transformation from a natural and primitive little monkey to a little monkey with a bit of evil traits who only knows how to attack and even attack. Later, from a big victory to a fiasco, the inner touch and shock are also an important aspect.

With so many changes, Messi is really worried that Kuta won't be able to cope with it.

But Messi was startled when the little flea jumped off the roof, entrenched on top of the stone pier, and smiled wickedly at Murice, who was practicing.

Kuta actually captured the essence of this character accurately, and did it even better and faster than the director required!

Even Radurach was a little amazed when he saw the evil eyes of the little flea, the wild smile at the corner of his mouth, and the innocence of the little monkey that he had retained.

This little flea is really a genius in some way!

Muris was also stunned, looking at the little golden retriever that had lost the monkey fur but retained the habits of a monkey, and bent the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

"Handsome guy, many people say you're a master." The little monkey spread out his hands and seemed to be disdainful of it.

Muurice turned to the side and stared coldly at the little golden retriever that appeared out of nowhere.

"Then compete with me, let me test your catties!" As he spoke, the little flea maintained a crouching position, jumped directly towards Murice from top to bottom.

Muris only saw overhead, a golden retriever monkey falling, "Hey, hey! A thief laughed and launched a series of attacks on him.

The action is so fast and full of animal-like wildness, this golden retriever is more and more handy when it comes to playing monkey.

When he encountered an obstacle and realized that Muris was not as easy to break down as he thought, he would scratch his ears and cheeks in anxiety, and then go up and down his hands to wrap Muris in the cracks.

Most importantly, the little monkey's physical strength is far beyond Muris's expectations. And every once in a while, his attack power becomes more and more tenacious, but your movements will be seen through by him one by one.

In this way, Muris became more and more weak, at a disadvantage, and finally was surrounded by a little monkey and successfully took the ball from his feet, and Muris also fell to the ground.

Alan Cha looked at Muris from the sidelines and found that she had really underestimated little Mumu before, how handy this was acting! The loss was like a real one, and I didn't know that I thought the two of them had already set up the action before.

But Messi and Neymar saw the fame of this, especially Neymar, and the shock in their hearts at this time was indescribable.

Very simply, the reason why this section was filmed so smoothly and the movements under his feet were completed in one go was actually because Muurice was cooperating with the little flea's foot movements throughout the whole process.

Every move of Muris is not so much to block the little flea's next move, but to guide him to the next shot. It seems that in the previous competition between him and the little golden retriever, Muurice saw the footwork and attack pattern of the two men.

Although the little golden retriever is completely irregular, if there is a set of ready-made movements in front of him, then he will follow the memories left in his head and block them according to his body's instincts-

Murice's set of moves evolved from Neymar's dribbling. The difference is that some of the movements made by Neymar are provocative, full of youthful energy and enthusiasm, and the range of Muris's movements is much less restrained, which is very in line with the temperament of his character, and the layman can't see the way at all.

He can do so much with just one glance, and if Neymar still had disdain for him in his heart before, then now he is beginning to face up to his talent and ability!

This opponent is very strong!

And Neymar has been obsessed with Waikaka's description of Mouris, Kaka once said: Murice's football talent is a headache for a star-studded club like Real Madrid.

Neymar casually asked: What about you?

Kaka smiled and nodded, saying, "I'm no exception."

The opponent who makes Kaka care so much and has a headache makes Neymar, who has been chasing Kaka's back for so many years, unable to accept it. He was still trying to catch up, and that man was able to stand side by side with them and become a feared opponent for them.

This time in the commercial, I learned that I was cooperating with Murice, and Neymar was also prepared.

It's just that he is a smart man, and even though there are some children with temperament, he knows how to control his emotions and true thoughts.

So after he got here, although he didn't have much contact with Murice, he didn't look for any trouble.

Instead, he's been spying on Murice, the Kaka's best friend and an opponent he cares about.

Muurice kept a low profile on set, and nothing but noticed that he seemed to be particularly interested in the little golden retriever.

But seeing this, Neymar finally couldn't calm down.

"The number one player in football, that's it! It's so boring, it's so boring, human football, it turns out that this is only the degree. "After the little monkey got the ball, he didn't forget to provoke proudly.

Muris fell to the ground and only felt humiliated, how could he fail? And how could he lose?

But it is a fact that he is helpless against him, and even if he fights again, he is still not sure that he is his opponent.

It was at this time that Muris thought of his sneakers.

The sneakers fell from the sky, and the reappearance was the picture of Morris wearing the top of the 7th generation of assassins, he stood in front of the little monkey like a giant, and the whole person suddenly became a lot taller.

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, football is not so simple."

With these words, the little monkey who was still smug and provocative a moment ago seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, not only lost the ball at his feet, but also flew to the ground with a whining and whimpering, looking at Muris with a look of surprise.

"How do you ...... Suddenly so strong?! ”

Imagine that the rousing background music makes Muris tall and cool. From the side to his face, as if engraved, the coldness and domineering swished through the camera, making people's scalps hot.

"I have this, you don't." Muris lifted his foot and was shocked in front of the little monkey's eyes, it was the pair of purple shiny Assassin 7 top sneakers!

And he himself, with his hands on his chest, looked ahead, like a king in the world.

The little monkey looked at the big foot in front of him, and the sneaker that defeated him and changed the whole game, first stunned, and then his eyes twitched with excitement.

I want it too, I want a pair of sneakers like that!

His eyes made this clear.

Then he raised his head and looked at Muris in a high-pitched manner, his round eyes were full of light, and his blood was so hot that he couldn't open his eyes!

"Click! ——”

One suffers from a phobia of the camera, the other is so hyperactive that no one can do anything about him, the director is ready to shoot this scene for two hours, who knows that they will be OK once.

Talents, all talents!

Although some angles still have to be reshot, he was pleasantly surprised to have such a performance.

Because the stars are not professional actors, and it is their first time to shoot commercials, the director does not have high requirements for them.

In the previous scene with Neymar, there were actually many problems, because the little monkey's temperament was really unbearable, and even the assistant director and staff trembled every time he filmed his scene.

The director is an exception, and today he makes ordinary people shout that they don't know him.

But this time against Muris, even the assistant director had nothing to say.

Messi watched the little flea come over majestically, his head almost raised to the sky, touching his nose and chuckling.

Well, before Kuta could speak, he praised him by sending him two compliments.

Seeing Messi give two big praises without hesitation, the little flea was so excited that he grabbed his hand.

"Hmmm! Leo, I'm a genius, aren't I? ”

"Yes, you're a genius."

"Clams, clams! Leo, did you see the director's confused face? They were blown away by my performance, clam clam! I'm an acting genius, maybe after I retire, I can move to Hollywood, I want to win the Oscar! Clams, clams! ”

“…… A sucker! Messi wanted to cover the little flea's mouth, but it was too late. His words had been shouted out with demonic laughter, and everyone present had heard them.

"Poof! - "Alan Cha couldn't help laughing again, what a cute little monkey, not to mention Muris, even she wanted to take him home."

But with Messi's escort, it became particularly difficult to abduct that stupid little flea.

After that, two more scenes were filmed, but they were not in a good state before, so the director asked them to go back first and call it off early today.

The second scene was filmed at the Camp Nou, and after the shooting, Messi said hello to Murice and walked away with the little flea that was still jumping up and down on one side.

The little flea glanced at Murice, spun a quick turn, and left his sight.

"Kuta, are you still afraid of Muris?" On the way back to the car, Messi asked the little flea sitting in the passenger seat.

"Ah, it's not counting, I always feel like he's the type of my nemesis, and I don't want to have too much contact."

"You played well against him."

"Because I don't want to lose to him, I show my best side."

"Why don't you want to lose to him?" Kuta is actually not a very competitive person.

"Whoever called Leo always praised him in front of me......" muttered the little flea.

"Kuta, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, you concentrate on driving, I want to sleep first, and then call me when I get home~" The little flea said, tilting his head and falling asleep after a while.

Messi smiled, reached out and dialed the little flea's head to a more comfortable position, and then concentrated on driving.

"Muris, Muris!"

Muris took a step, and Alan Cha jumped behind him excitedly.

"You've got over it, phobia of the camera." It was a bonus, and the rivalry with the little flea helped Muris overcome his toughest phobia of the camera.

"I forgot." Murice popped out those three words.

He forgot that there was a camera on him, like on the pitch, even if a photographer was pointing at Murice, he couldn't feel it. Because all his attention was on the game, and it was the same this time, Muurice was so caught up in the little flea that he forgot that it was an advertisement.

"It's really a loyal dog." Alan Tea sighed, I can't see that Xiao Mumu originally liked this type, it's terrible!

Why, this kind of liking should be no different from Xiao Mumu's liking of SpongeBob SquarePants, Pai Daxing and Minions, because she can't afford to have YY's desire/desire at all.

Of course, occasionally brain pumping, or brain-blowing, will also fantasize about Murice's SpongeBob SquarePants suddenly becoming a person or something. Ramos's football can appear elves, and the fat times that have been worn by Xiao Mumu can't become a human anymore? Or maybe the Minions and Patrick caught a person's soul, that's not bad~

As soon as Muris turned around, he found that Alan Tea was wandering out of the world, yearning for it, holding his blushing face in both hands, and he saw that Muris was "disgusted" in his heart.

Why didn't he have to think about it to know what she was thinking?

Seeing that Muris had been watching her for a long time, Alan Cha woke up suddenly, smiled apologetically, took the car keys, and drove Muris back to his apartment in Malaga.

Muris sat in the back seat in deep thought, and Alan Tea looked at Muris's thoughtful face from the rearview mirror, boldly speculating on his thoughts.

Obviously, the person who makes Muris so abnormal must be the little flea. After Muris's attribute of liking cute things was thoroughly developed by her, Muris had little resistance in this regard.

If Little Flea hadn't been with Messi all the time, she really didn't doubt that Muurice would have found a way to kidnap the little monkey home.

In their opinion, the little flea has no sense of sippy at all, but it is different for Muris, the emotional insulator in the mouth of fans, and it is this little flea that can make him take the initiative to get close.

Xiao Mumu likes it so much, how can he not contribute as his agent?

The ancient strategists were meant to share the worries of the king. Guess what he thinks, and then do what he thinks beautifully for him, so that he can prosper and get the king's respect!

Alan Cha immediately cheered up and decided, she was going to help Xiao Mumu take down the little flea. Hahaha! By the way, you can also see Messi's reaction, interesting!

Could it be that the person Messi likes is actually Xiao Mumu? That little flea is still a child who hasn't grown up in Messi's opinion, well, it's abusive~

How could she be so cruel! So evil!

"Concentrate on driving." Murice, who was in the back seat, reminded the head in front of him who didn't know which country he had smoked Alan tea, and he felt that it was too dangerous to ride in her car, and his life was not guaranteed.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Alan Tea didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he would talk about these things later.

Back in Malaga, Muris was a little tired and was going to rest, but found that Alan Cha had not left and was walking around the house.

"Muris, do you like chicken?"

"Chicken?"

"I've only heard that you like fish and bananas, but I don't know if you like chicken."

"It doesn't matter if you like it, you don't care if you don't like it."

"I remember my uncle was very good at cooking Mediterranean-style dishes, especially fish, but I don't know how the chicken is cooked?"

"Professional." Muris had eaten many of the dishes of the elder Murice, and confirmed that the fat old man was indeed very good at cooking. And his picky stomach, if it weren't for the fat old man himself being a chef, he might have been very distressed.

"What are you asking for?"

"Oh, I just think about it, the little flea you play with is chicken the most. When he was still in La Masia, he was famous among Barcelona fans for his joke about chicken thieves. Almost everyone knows that he likes to eat chicken, and if he gives him meat to eat, he will be obedient and treat you as a good friend. ”

“……”

"That Messi, in addition to being able to play football, is also first-class in cooking. Legend has it that he would make a sumptuous whole chicken feast and firmly grasp the stomach of the little flea, no matter what Messi said, the little flea would listen obediently. This Messi is also a strange little flea who has brains and loves to make trouble, and only this method can cure him. ”

"Alright, it's not too early, I should go back." Alan Cha left what she wanted to say, and waved her hand away.

Leave Muris alone to stand there pondering.

When he returned in the evening, Murice suggested that the fat old man change his tastes. He didn't want to eat fish tonight, he wanted to eat chicken instead.

At the dinner table, Morris gave a rare high opinion of the old Muris's chicken. and troubled old Murice to prepare a bento for him the next day, he was not used to eating the boxed lunch set by the crew.

Old Muris smiled and said that there was no problem, his little Chena tasted bad, and knew that he was quite good, so he prepared a large bento for Muris.

The next day in the crew, everyone else was holding a boxed lunch, but Muris opened the tempting bento.

The little flea sniffed his little nose for the first time, although the distance was a little far, but how smart was his nose? Smelling the smell of his beloved chicken, he immediately put down his lunch box and followed the fragrance.

The source of the fragrance came from the box of Murice's bento that he feared the most.

Alan Tea was also smart, and when he saw the little flea coming, he had a conversation with Muris about two smart people.

"Muris, your chicken is so fragrant, did your uncle prepare it for you?"

Muurice nodded, eating quietly, but did not say much.

"Uncle is a famous chef in Malaga, not only does he cook all kinds of fish and snacks, but this chicken is also a must, just smelling it makes you have an appetite."

And the little flea on the side swallowed a mouthful of saliva directly. His eyes stared straight at Muris's bento box, thinking about it but not daring.

"Oh oh~ This chicken is so tender, fragrant, soft and smooth, I have eaten it in many other places, but it is not as good as a little finger of my uncle."

Little flea's saliva was pouring out, and he stood there, craned his neck and looked at Murice's lunch box, not bothering to wipe it.

"Oh, eat slowly, Muris, there's not much left, leave me some."

As soon as he heard this, the little flea was also anxious.

Holding his two feet, he walked timidly and bravely to the two of them: "May I ask if I can eat with you?" ”

“……”

When Messi found the little flea, he found that he was holding Murice's bento box and refusing to let go, holding the bento box in one hand and chicken in the other, and gnawing there non-stop.

Looking in his direction, he could only see his little golden retriever moving non-stop. The whole person snorted because he was eating happily.

"Brother Muris, I'm having a great time! Thank you for the bento! The little flea wiped its mouth and ran away satisfied.

Although there was the encouragement of the chicken, it made the little flea's mouth a lot sweeter. But Muurice found that the little flea was still afraid of him when he met his gaze.

Did he perceive the secret hidden in his eyes?

Muurice was stunned by his sudden thought, the golden eye was a mystery, and even though everyone here said that he had a pair of divine eyes, no one really felt instinctively afraid and wary of these eyes.

But the little flea, a few times and a few times, made Muris confirm that he must have found something.

So the next day, Muris brought another bento, and it was even larger than yesterday's.

The little flea followed the fragrance again, so she held the lunch box and sat there to eat deliciously. Greasy, Muris handed him a tissue, and he thanked him and accepted it.

And Alan Tea found that the little fleas become very well-behaved when they have chicken to eat. Because she thought he was too cute, she stretched out her hand to touch his head, but not only did he not care, but he also turned around and smiled happily at her.

After touching the Alan tea, he didn't forget to signal that Muris could also try it. She knew that Morris liked the warm, soft animal fur to the touch, as well as the Minions and Patricks, which also felt very good.

However, Muris turned his head calmly, ignoring Alan Cha's gaze.

"Brother Muris, thank you! I had a great time eating! Leaving almost the same words, the little flea ran away again with a satisfied face.

Messi stood not far away, watching this scene, with a hint of difficulty on his face.

No wonder Kuta didn't pester him for the past two days to cook chicken to eat, it turned out that Muris had served him every day.

It's just that he used to think that Kuta ate too much chicken, but now he doesn't let him do it, and he still has a small loss in his heart.

He remembered the question Busquets and Pedro had asked before: Fleas are so good at crutching, don't you worry about him being abducted?

How did he answer at that time?

He seemed to say: Kuta won't leave, he can't do without me.

Messi at that time had such self-confidence. But at this moment, facing an old fox, Messi was a little panicked for the first time~ 166 Reading Network