I edited a few paragraphs with a smile, and I felt that it was a bit unsubtle to say so much before I officially met, and the remaining three sentences were finally ready to be sent, and Leander realized a strict problem...... He doesn't have the mobile phone number of the local tyrant!

At present, it seems that the only people who may be able to help themselves are the Blackburn first team and Manchester United, and after hearing that Ronaldo transferred from Manchester United to Real Madrid, Leander knows who to look for. He tried hard to recall what Lu Xiaopang had said in the Old Trafford away dressing room, and did report his mobile phone number, and after saving the words of comfort, he re-edited the message, entered the number, and confirmed the sending.

When he received the message, Rooney was also watching the news, and when he heard a text message prompt, he picked up his phone and looked at it-

"Do you know Cristiano Ronaldo's mobile phone number?"

This kind of question would not be answered by normal people. Although Rooney's hairline is a bit dangerous, he himself is still sound in three views, so he threw his phone back on the desktop and continued to browse the news.

After waiting for several minutes without getting a reply, Leander sent another one:

"Do you know? Did You Know? Did You Know? I don't know if you say it directly, don't delay time! ”

This one is still sinking into the sea, and the golden dragon is unhappy, and he sent a third one with a tiger face:

"Lu Xiaopang, don't play dead!! I know you're reading the information!! ”

Hehe.

This message made Rooney sure and sure that this kid was an acquaintance, and more importantly, he dared to openly nickname himself and look for death! (╰_╯)#

Before Leander went crazy, Rooney could have replied: "Who are you?" ”

"It's me, it's me, Ander~!"

This name, this tone, this unfamiliar number, all match. Rooney sneered: "The first time we met, you invited a chicken leg, and the first time you texted, you gave me a nickname!" I also want the mobile phone number of the machine...... Hehe! You beg me, beg me, I'll think about it! ”

Rooney thought he had won, but in fact, he underestimated Leander.

"Don't be so stingy, give me the number of the male god~!"

Rooney glared: "What do you do to call the male god?" Are you a fan like that? ”

- When he runs, he blushes and has a thick neck, has no taste at all, and is full of the breath of an upstart.

Leander replied very sincerely: "My male god is worthy, rich, and has good taste...... It's a good thing all over the body! I want to learn from him! Don't talk nonsense, don't send a text message for money, give me the number quickly! ”

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Take your mobile phone number, goodbye to brainless fans!

Although the process was a little tortuous, the mobile phone number finally arrived, and Leander happily pulled out the edited text message from the draft box, pasted it, and confirmed the sending.

The male expression in Madrid was depressed, and he received comfort from the brainless fan:

"Male god, you are the best! More o(≧v≦)o~than briquette sticks! Don't listen to the media! ”

The content is very superficial, but with that cute expression, Ronaldo bent the corners of his mouth. This is a private number, not many people know it, he filtered it and couldn't think of who sent the message, so he moved his fingers to reply: The media listed a lot of numbers to prove that Messi is the strongest, and these are not convincing enough?

After waiting for about a minute, the news came again: "Professional players have ups and downs, and a short number of hours doesn't mean anything, if the briquettes are the strongest, why doesn't the media call on the team to give him a salary increase?" Don't be unhappy, male god, if you are unhappy, it will affect the state of the next round of the game, and their goal will be achieved. ”

These words are really layman's, and if you think about it carefully, you are wise and foolish.

The most direct indicator to evaluate the ability of professional players is their worth and weekly salary, if the media thinks Messi is much better than him, it is long overdue to protest to the club!

The news media is the grass on the wall, no matter how ugly you play and how bad your state is, as long as you win, you can blow it to the sky. In his eyes, he only has the result, but he has to pretend to be very professional to analyze the process...... It's ridiculous. What's even more ridiculous is that he forgot that these newspapers were stored to clear the way for Barcelona and add to the blockage for Real Madrid.

Ronaldo was suddenly happy, it is normal for professional football to win or lose, isn't it just a big loss, the season is not halfway through, and it is too early to say anything.

Because of these two pieces of information, Leander's mobile phone number was saved in the male god's address book, and the remark name was: o(≧v≦)o. Leander didn't know about this, he only knew that in the interview that day, when he was asked by the news media cynically and aggressively, the male god listened with a smile, and replied nobly and coldly: "I don't know who is the strongest in the world's first universe, I only know that I got an annual salary of 12 million after tax." ”

What a witty answer!

Seeing this, everyone laughed...... In addition to the Barcelona mouthpiece and fans.

This feeling is that you want to rush up and slap someone in the face, and you fall into the mud before you can come along, Ronaldo, a well-developed and simple-minded donkey, can also humorously resolve the difficulties of the media, what the hell!

Leander, who was fortunate enough to see this video, smiled very happily, the male god felt love and care from him, and he was one step closer to the ultimate goal of being friends with local tyrants, abducting and abducting and eating and drinking!