"The FIFA Best Male Athlete Award, also known as the Ballon d'Or, is the highest award in the hearts of all athletes running on the green field.

In 2015, Argentine star Lionel Messi won the Ballon d'Or again for the fifth time.

……”

Su Qingjia typed this passage on the notebook, leaned back, stretched his waist, and revealed a small piece of crystal soft waist under the water-red silk pajamas.

The news that Barcelona superstar Messi won the Golden Ball Award for five times has exploded around the world, and Barcelona, especially Messi's fans, is crazy about Messi's number jù, Su Qingjia's circle of friends, Weibo, oh, by the way, and not much use on ins, all of which are news.

Well, as a pseudo-fan, Su Qingjia is still happy in her heart, but this joy is far from making up for the pain of being called out of the bed by the editor and stepping up her writing overnight.

The meaning of the editor-in-chief, her editor-in-charge has conveyed it very clearly, to eulogize this five-time champion from all angles, and to be able to summarize this life well.

Su Qingjia thought about it, clicked on the strings of unread messages in the circle of friends, well, the content is there.

As a freelance writer, Su Qingjia has a very quiet time most of her life, except tonight, of course.

She is good at combining knowledge from various fields and writing it into an article, whether it is a travelogue, an emotional column, a prose essay story, sometimes a food review recommendation, but also a few biographies in response to market requests.

In Su Qingjia's own words, she just knows a little bit of everything, but in fact, she doesn't understand anything, and she writes a little bit in each field because she only knows a little bit, but because she knows just right-

Now everyone likes to pretend to be b.,This kind of point-to-point knowledge point,It greatly satisfies the vanity of the zhuangbility.,It's also excellent to sell two sentences to others.。

So I wrote a few drafts and it began to become popular, and later an editor came to me, simply signed a contract and opened a column.

Su Qingjia was born in a family of diplomats, and her parents were abroad all the year round. When she was a child, she often traveled to foreign countries, and this experience also created her knowledge.

But it is precisely because of her childhood experience that Su Qingjia prefers to live a more leisurely and tranquil life. After graduating from Cambridge, Su Qingjia did not continue to stay abroad for development, but returned to live in Hangzhou.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, Su Qingjia finished typing the manuscript and sent it to the editor, and the last enter key, she knocked very loudly, with a taste of venting.

Taking off her glasses, she stood up and did three posterior bends and a forward bend before walking to the bathroom.

After washing her face with hot water, Su Qingjia looked at the woman in the mirror.

Her facial features are born delicate and beautiful, and anyone will praise a beauty.

Although she is Asian, due to her one-quarter Spanish ancestry, her nose is tall but beautiful, from the roots of the mountain to the wings of the nose, the curvature is perfect, the goose egg face is just right and reveals classical elegance, the lips are bright red, lined with natural snow-white skin, there is a kind of seduction like a goblin.

Su Qingjia is most satisfied with his eyes, the eye sockets are not the deep of Europeans, but the eyelashes are clear and thick and curly, and the pupils are clear amber, because of myopia, they look like they are covered with a layer of mist.

Pat the full amount of collagen, well, it really doesn't look like a twenty-six-year-old woman.

I took a kawaii pink headband and tied up my long black hair, tore off a mask and put it on.

Women, they still rely on maintenance, those celebrities who are still in their forties and still pretend to be tender, which one does not take injections in private?

Lying on the bed, Su Qingjia thought for a while, booked a ticket to Beijing with her mobile phone, and added a ticket to Barcelona.

received a bank balance reminder, played with the phone for a while, took off the mask, and Su Qingjia fell asleep after a while.

*

Hangzhou, at nine o'clock, the sun passed through the lilac hollow curtains, and the dust in the air was like gold dust.

It's strange to say, she has never dreamed much, she actually dreamed of Barcelona last night, she really dreamed day and night, Su Qingjia patted her head, it was all ten years ago.

After the regular washing, I did the twelve poses on the yoga mat several times as usual, went into the kitchen to make a glass of milk, and toasted together.

Blueberry jam couldn't have been better ^w^^w^

After breakfast, Su Qingjia checked the computer, there was an article lying in the mailbox, unfortunately, she was rejected, the editor noted that it was to be revised, it was not profound enough, it was the same, there was no new idea, it was delivered before two o'clock this afternoon, and it must be corrected!!

Su Qingjia pursed her lips and blew, and the long hair on her forehead was lifted.

I thought, this is not what you asked, what sums up Messi's achievements, who buys magazines, just look at the circle of friends.

Well, now I can't go anywhere.

"My Gold Coast, my bikini, it's gone, Spanish men, you haven't seen it, you've lost a big beauty."

Su Qingjia clicked the app with his fingertips to confirm the refund.

I was depressed and wanted to gnaw my nails, but when I got to my mouth, I found that the nail art I did the day before yesterday had not been washed off.

"It's really heart-stopping o()o"

He muttered in his mouth, but he still put on his glasses and began to write.

This time, Su Qingjia wrote a little about the training methods of major clubs, and corrected the wrong way for everyone to exercise physical fitness.

The first revised manuscript was sent to the editor in charge on WeChat.

While waiting, Su Qingjia had already finished gnawing a red apple with anger.

There is new news on WeChat.

"Editor: That's pretty much it, you can render a few of Messi's legendary goals, everyone loves to watch that"

"Su Qingjia: ......"

If you say it's good, you need to be new, you can't be the same!

After the complete change, Su Qingjia made braised small ribs, boiled shrimp balls, and treated himself to the soybean and pig's trotter soup that he cooked last night.

After eating and drinking, Su Qingjia climbed into bed and began to take a nap, although the ticket was refunded, I hope to continue to have the unfinished dream of last night.

"Barcelona, see you in your dreams."

*

The sleep seemed to be a bit long.

Su Qingjia thought to herself. Because she felt dizzy from a long sleep,

"I've slept so long that my head hurts." Rubbing her temples, she felt a little hairy in her heart - what didn't seem right?

"Bella, my dear darling, it's time to get up."

Ming Ling opened the door and walked in, "Oh, what's wrong, baby, why are you sitting on the bed?" Today there is a little cake that you like. Let's get dressed. ”

Ming Ling found her a water-blue gauze skirt in the wardrobe, with a white thin belt at the waist and white flowers on the skirt.

Su Qingjia blinked, her eyes moved to her skirt, and she felt a little confused.

This dress is very beautiful, yes, but it's not her model.

That's children's clothing, children's clothing, children's clothing! She's thirty years old! What was her mother thinking?

Wait, Mother-sama...... Why, so, younger.

It can't be that there is too much hyaluronic acid, but I haven't heard of how you can turn an old lady in her fifties and almost sixty years old into a young woman?

Ming Ling is of mixed Chinese and Spanish descent, with deep and beautiful facial features and a slender figure, but he has the elegant temperament of playing the piano for many years.

Su Qingjia felt a little dizzy in her brain, "Beautiful lady, can you take the liberty of asking your age?" ”

Ming Ling covered his mouth and giggled, like a flower, which made Su Qingjia even more dizzy.

"Thank you Bella for the compliment, a woman's age is a secret, but I don't mind telling you, mom is 32 years old, and the baby is eight years old." patted the edge of the bed, "Baby, get up and get dressed, mom will go out first." Waiting for you downstairs. ”

While Su Qingjia continued to be forced to faint, Ming Ling kissed her on the forehead, closed the door and went downstairs.

Listening to the footsteps of the mother, Su Qingjia lifted the quilt and rolled out of bed, and ran to the bathroom.

Then it took her three minutes to accept the fact -

She is eight years old and lives in Barcelona, Spain, with her father and mother, and this is not a dream because ...... She was only half a head taller than the sink.

"Oh my God, isn't it just a dream, I'm really back to Barcelona, has the great god heard my call? That's too coercive, isn't it? ”

Su Qingjia brought a small stool and climbed up to scrub it appointedly.

Finally, she kissed herself in the mirror.

Wow Ka Ka, it's so cute, I can't help it.

It turns out that she has grown up beautiful from a young age, and she doesn't want others to live.

Su Qingjia held her little face, and her heart was so beautiful that she couldn't do it.

But when her eyes moved to the skirt on the bed, Su Qingjia finally woke up from her beauty, and her life rewind began again?

Her house, car tickets, all flying?

And her new manicure and the new soup in the kitchen?

And her 6plus?

It's all gone?

It's scary to think about starting all over again.