His upper body was still dripping with sweat, his distinct abdominal muscles showed the charm of hormones in the light, and the mermaid line faintly showed a little trace on his waist.

He placed his gesture on his chest impartially, this was the first time everyone except Su Qingjia saw that he had a black tattoo on his chest!

The director's eyes quickly cut to the big screen, and the huge screen allows the audience to see every move on the field without dead ends.

The string of tattoos was swaggeringly carved on his fair skin, deep and ethereal, and his hands set up a beautifully shaped frame for the tattoos.

The symbol "Teamo" was enough to make the audience boil, the rain had stopped, and the exclamations and shouts played a movement.

The Champions League final was watched by more than 600 million people around the world, and he showed his tattoo to the world so blatantly.

The whole screen is full of the words "Teamo, Su Qingjia", and Su Qingjia can see these fonts in the photos every night, but such a magnification still makes her heart flutter.

Su Qingjia's cheeks were crimson, the young man's chest was no longer the fragile appearance in the black and white photos, his upper limbs were strong and powerful, the protruding muscle arc was just right, there was no excessive hideousness, showing smooth lines, and the remaining water droplets on the eight distinct abdominal muscles rolled down sexily.

She couldn't help but reach out to cover her mouth, for fear that she couldn't help but scream, and the bright bracelet lined her cheeks as white as jade.

Carlos's dimples sunken deeper, his ears began to shake, and his Apollo-like countenance shone with the brilliance of the sun.

He was like Julius Caesar who had returned victoriously, showing his majesty in the eyes of all the Roman people.

The media was running out of film, and the clicks kept shooting, but no one dared to let go of this moment.

Some Spanish-speaking fans shouted, "Carlos, I love you." ”

Such a fanfare confession added a romantic color to the glory of his championship, and the audience was already in chaos.

Among the fans, many of them were Chinese spectators, who clearly saw the familiar and unfamiliar square words, and the cheers around them made them feel like the world was spinning.

It's Chinese characters, right? Oh, yes? So how is it in the chest of the new star of Barcelona?

At this time, Chinese fans really want to go out in the rain or something, sober up.

Rijkaard smiled at the tattoo on the big screen, now he knew why the little golden retriever was doing such a motherly celebration, yo yo, children just love to abuse dogs.

"We can see the tattoo on the chest of the Barcelona midfielder, it's I love you in Spanish, oh, ladies and gentlemen, you read that right, the seventeen-year-old is showing his love, and the meaning of his celebration is self-evident. I think this trick is really romantic enough. ”

"Carlos is standing in front of the Barça family, oh my gosh, his girlfriend won't be in it."

The speculation of the commentary made the audience feel like the mountains were shaking, and the camera began to search, and finally fixed on Su Qingjia.

The girl was suddenly a little surprised, her eyes were still slightly misty on the big screen, her long eyelashes were wet, she was wearing a red sports skirt, her delicate facial features were fair and moving, this face with typical Asian blood detonated a new round of media noise.

The Chinese media from afar were so frightened that they almost dropped the camera.

But after a while, the camera switched over, and the commentator began to seriously count the number of reports of this Champions League.

Su Qingjia also recovered from the sudden attack of the camera just now, she looked at Carlos, who was eager to try his eyes, her left hand rubbed between her lips, and gave him a flying kiss of encouragement.

The little golden retriever put on the jersey sent by his teammates with satisfaction, turned around and returned to the court three times to shake hands and hug other staff.

THIS TIME, THE CAMERA CUTS TO THE MAN ON THE SIDELINES WITH A DRILL TO ENGRAVE THE WORDING, AND HE METICULOUSLY WRITES F.C. BARCELONA ON THE CHAMPION'S CHAMPIONSHIP TROPHY, WHICH SYMBOLIZES HONOR AND SENDS IT TO THE PRESIDENT OF THE FOOTBALL FEDERATION.

Ferguson and the Manchester United players were in a low mood, and the stern but protective manager did not blame the players for their failures, he cheered the players on: "Next season, remember to call me back!" ”

Manchester United will not take the dog lightly, they want to wash away the shame engraved in their memories with more brilliant glory!

Turning his head, Ferguson still raised a smile and congratulated the bald Rijkaard, who had done a lot of work on his face.

The players watched the referee wait for the referee to leave the field by the passage, Ferguson took the players to the rostrum, UEFA senior executives in suits and leather shoes, shook hands with the players in turn, the president of the Football Federation hung the silver medal on their chests, the huge Champions League trophy shimmered in the light, the red and blue ribbon wrapped around the handle of the trophy, standing in the center of the rostrum, the captain looked at the medal on his chest, it seemed that it was much darker.

Then it was the championship award time, led by the coach, the Barcelona captain stood at the end of the team, the yellow armband was very eye-catching, and the chairman and the senior management also shook hands with them amicably, only this time, they brought the golden medal that belonged to the glory of the championship, and the right-back wore pigtails and took a bite with a smile.

The goalkeeper couldn't help but kiss the trophy as he passed by, and it took a full five seconds before letting go.

When the chairman presented the award to the little golden retriever, he gave him a thumbs up, "You are great, the game is exciting." ”

Carlos took the medal and said with a smile on his face: "That's because my girlfriend is watching me compete." ”

Amid the chairman's laughter, Carlos stepped forward.

The captain took the trophy from the chairman, the Champions League trophy was very large, standing up to half the height, the captain kissed the F.C. BARCELONA logo fiercely, as if holding a peerless beauty, and then he passed the trophy to the players in front of him.

Some of the players put the trophy on their heads, some continued to kiss, and some rubbed their faces.

It is customary for the champion to take a group photo on the pitch and then circle the pitch for a week.

The midfielder was able to support him to walk, and the players came up together to pull the midfielder over.

The midfielder felt the weight of the trophy and returned it to the captain.

The captain did not hesitate, he looked at Carlos, who was talking to the vice-captain, and handed the trophy to him.

The little golden retriever was startled by the sudden appearance of something in his hand, but soon, he reacted and asked the captain with his eyes.

The captain grabbed him and made him stand in the center of the line, saying, "You are our hero, and this is the glory you deserve." ”

Carlos looked around, all the players nodded to him, and the coach touched his bare head and smiled kindly.

Under the captain's gaze, he obediently stood in the center of the forefront, and the cameraman took several pictures of them after everyone was standing.

It will go down in the history of the Champions League, and hundreds of years later, it will be a significant part of the history of football.

After 14 years of ups and downs, the championship crown was once again put on the heads of the Spanish first division team, and they announced to the fans in this way that all the waiting will be rewarded!

Some fans were already crying in the stadium, and the flickering tears were also rolling in Su Qingjia's eyes.

No longer blocked by the screen, she witnessed the glory of her lover in the bustle of Rome, the night sky was washed deep by the rain and blue, the whole stadium was set off with fireworks, and the night was hazy with meteor-like brilliance, the building looked quiet and solemn surrounded by fireworks, and it celebrated the birth of the champion in this way.

The orchestra played the carol again, the players circled the stadium with trophies, the coach walked in the front, the vice-captain brought a wheelchair to push the midfielder together, they shook hands with the excited fans, and the spotlight flashed I don't know how many times.

After a lap, the players were full of ribbons and gifts, the little golden retriever got the most abundant, the newly worn jersey was almost snatched again, the female fans kept holding his hand to the chest, and the male fans wanted to have a mouth-to-mouth kiss with him.

All in all, the little golden retriever was really frightened, he retracted his smile, and the whole person's expression was like this.

⊙︿⊙ψ(╰_╯)(┬＿┬)

But he naturally can't refuse such an occasion, so the baby is bitter, but the baby doesn't say it.

It wasn't until Carlos walked back to the family table that he felt a little better, and Su Qingjia looked at his aggrieved expression and watery blue-gray eyes, very unclear.

Carlos didn't get the hugs and kisses he wanted, bit his lip, and left with the captain aggrieved.

Su Qingjia looked at his back and was fascinated - why, this back has a sense of steadfastness in the eyes of a robbed woman from a good family who sees death as home?

With the end of the circle, this Champions League finally came to an end in the brilliance of fireworks, the players walked down the passage, the fans left the field in an orderly manner, Su Qingjia waved to the midfielder who returned to the family seat, and after wishing him an early recovery, he also left with everyone.

Pulling out her phone, she texted Carlos and asked him if he was going to give a post-match interview, and if so, she went back to the hotel and waited for him, telling him not to worry.

The little golden retriever, who was pressed the resting sofa by the coach and his teammates, heard the sound in the cabinet, tried to push away the people who were about to go crazy with joy, and ran to the cabinet with a cigarette and looked at his mobile phone happily.

[No, the coach told me to go back early and rest. Wait for me]

As soon as he sent it, he was robbed of his mobile phone by the captain, and he read out the content of the text message and said, "Coach, have you agreed to this?" ”

Rijkaard patted Carlos on the shoulder and said, "First cut and then play, right?" Yes? Okay, you kid. ”

The little golden retriever nodded, snatched the phone back first, and then picked out a cherry flavor from the bag that he usually liked: "Thank you, coach." Coach: I'll make up for the interview you said last time. ”

"Alright, you go and accompany your girlfriend." Rijkaard took the lollipop and deftly dismantled it.

Carlos curled the corners of his mouth and sent a text message to Su Qingjia.

[Is it right at the intersection in front of you?] Didn't you say you wanted to pick up a few bottles of red wine here? 】

A few days ago, Su Qingjia was walking on the street alone, he couldn't come to accompany her because of training, and he felt a little bad in his heart, but today he had a chance, taking advantage of the night, the little golden retriever felt that it was a good day.

It's going to be back up soon.

The little golden retriever showed a bright smile, took a handful of lollipops and gave them to his teammates, and under the eyes of his teammates, he went to the bathroom with the strawberry flavor in his mouth.

The moderately warm water ran across his chest, and he looked down and touched his black tattoo, smiling beautifully.

He wanted to tell the world in this way, his girl's name was Su Qingjia.

Also, he loved her.