Chapter Ninety-Nine: I'm Happy! I'd love to! Can you handle it?
Just when reporters from all over the world were arguing and shouting, and their faces were flushed, a black limousine stopped at the end of the red carpet of the venue. Ronaldo walked down, and by his side, accompanied by his agent, the international agent giant Jorge. Mendez. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"It's coming! Here it comes! ”
"It's Cristiano!"
"Everyone, hurry up, the King of Portugal is here!"
I don't know who shouted, many reporters who had not participated in the debate before rushed over with long guns and short cannons at the first time, and the reporters in the noise also put down their war of words at this time, and threw each other a "continue to do it later" looks, and also surrounded each other.
Although some reporters say disdain, how can they let go of a superstar of C. Ronaldo's level? If you want to make headlines and have big news that catches people's eye, you have to rely on these superstars. Whether they want it or not, like it or not, if they want to increase the sales of their newspapers, they can't let go of such an emperor superstar.
"Ha, Cristiano, long time no see. Today, you are so handsome and handsome, you will definitely be the brightest star tonight! ”
"It looks like you're in a good mood today, Cristiano, how is it, are you confident in the final selection tonight?"
"Looking at your bright smile, you must be confident. Tell me what you think, I think you have a lot to say to your supporters. ”
"Ronaldo, I'm a reporter for Marca, can you talk about your thoughts and prospects for this selection? Our fans are waiting for you to bring the Ballon d'Or back to Madrid! ”
C. Luo is indeed very superstar-like, and he was gathered in the center of the scene and pressed his hand to the reporters around him, and the noisy scene suddenly quieted down a lot. He nodded to everyone with a confident smile, and then reached out and took the microphone from the hand of the self-proclaimed Marca reporter.
"I would like to thank everyone for their continued support, and I would like to say that it is a great joy and pride to be selected for the final three. Although this is not the first time I have been shortlisted, nor is it the first time I have had the opportunity to win this award, but who doesn't want to win the highest honor for a player all the time? Of course, I've done what I can, and I'll leave the rest to the judges around the world. So, I really want to add another golden Globe trophy to my honor showroom, thank you. ”
was drawn by C. Rowe to accept the question, the reporter of "Marca" was so excited that he stood stunned and smirked, and even C. Rowe handed him back the microphone before he reacted. Wanting to ask a few more questions, C. Rowe had already waved his hand again to the reporters around him and walked on the red carpet.
On both sides of the bright red carpet, there are also many reporters, still struggling to hand the microphone in their hands to the middle, while constantly asking questions. And more of it, it's the fans on both sides. These fans are all fans of C. Ronaldo, they tried their best to squeeze to the front, holding a portrait of C. Ronaldo, wearing a Real Madrid shirt printed with No. 7, cheering loudly, screaming loudly, and even more, handing the pen and notebook in their hands forward, constantly screaming in their mouths.
"Cristiano, I'm your fan! I'm a big fan of yours for life! ”
"Can you sign me?"
"Oh my God, I finally see you in reality again! Here's my phone number, you can call me when you're in Zurich. ”
The flashing lights kept sounding, the fans cheered and the clamor continued, and C. Ronaldo, who was gathered in the middle of the applause, enjoyed this feeling, he waved his hand to both sides, and the fans at the scene couldn't stop screaming.
The smile on C. Rowe's face became even brighter, and his steps became slower, listening to the excited screams and compliments of the fans, while occasionally taking the pen handed over and signing autographs for the fans.
At this time, another luxury car stopped at the other end of the red carpet, and a welcoming staff member stepped forward and opened the door.
It turned out to be another protagonist of the Golden Globe Awards this time, Leo. Messi has arrived.
Messi is also wearing a black suit with a red bow tie around his neck, looking a bit of an English gentleman.
After getting out of the car, there were bursts of cheers and screams around him, and his momentum was no weaker than the noise caused by C. Rowe's arrival. And most of the reporters' attention also shifted to this side, and they rushed over like a swarm.
"What a show-stealing guy!"
C. Luo looked at the media in the distance, for this old opponent, C. Ronaldo's mood is naturally very complicated, on the one hand, it is sympathy, on the other hand, it is precisely because of the existence of Messi that he has never been able to stand alone in world football, which will naturally make him very unhappy.
So at this moment, C. Luo glanced over there unhappily, signed autographs for the fans and enjoyed cheering and screaming, turned around, and walked towards the venue in a daze.
"What a love guy!"
Seeing the back of C. Ronaldo turning around and leaving, Messi thought so in his heart. In fact, when he was in the car, Messi saw the noisy scene outside the venue, and also saw C. Ronaldo, he is also extremely clear about the character and temper of this old opponent, this guy likes to be gathered in the middle of the crowd, and he is extremely enthusiastic about things like being in the limelight.
And now that he saw himself coming, he stole his limelight, and immediately turned around and left. Why is this necessary? It must be upset.
The competition between the two is multifaceted, not only on the court, so seeing C. Ronaldo's constipated expression at this time, his mood is bright, a bright smile appears on his face, and he keeps waving to reporters and fans around him.
"Leo! Leo! I'm a reporter for World Sports, can you tell us how you're feeling at the moment? We know that you are already a four-time Golden Globe winner, do you have the confidence to win the Golden Globe this time and achieve an unprecedented five-time Golden Globe Award? ”
"Do you have anything to say about the Golden Globe Awards? Leo? ”
"Do you think your biggest competitor in this selection is Cristiano or China's Qin?"
"Qin's performances last season and this season are there for all to see, are you confident of beating the monsters from China?"
The reporters asked questions quickly and quickly, while the surrounding fans were fighting with the security guards, holding Messi's portraits and posters, while frantically squeezing forward, trying to break through the security guards and rush in front of the idols.
"Leo! I'm your fan! Our whole family is your fans! ”
"I'm here from Catalonia to cheer you on! Leo, you deserve to be the first person in the world! It was, it is, and it will be! We await your good news! ”
"We are waiting for you to stand in the brightest place with the Golden Ball trophy in your hand! You are our King! ”
"What is a mule in Real Madrid! What is that Chinese? Our Messi is the real number one star! You will step on the bodies of both of them and ascend to the highest throne! Leo, come on! ”
The scene became more boiling and noisy than before, and Messi, who was gathered in the middle of the crowd, smiled even brighter. Although he is inferior to Qin Shou in the final selection this time, he is also full of expectations for the final selection results. He knows the opponent's advantages, and he also knows his own advantages, and he doesn't think he will lose until the final result is revealed.
At this moment, the voice of support for him was so loud that it gave him infinite confidence.
"I'm sure I won't disappoint you, although Qin and Cristiano are also very good players, I'm not bad either, what I want to say is that I will definitely ......"
Before he finished speaking, Messi was "tragic", because another black sedan drove over, and the sharp-eyed reporter let out an excited exclamation, "Qin! It's Qin, Qin is here! The voice interrupted what he wanted to say next, and then more screams rang out, and most of the reporters abandoned him and immediately threw him into the arms of the other side, turning into a tide and rushing towards Qin Shou's direction.
“……”
Messi was a little stunned, and held back for a long time before holding back two words from between his teeth: "Your sister!" ”
Looking at the few reporters around him, Messi finally realized the mood of C. Ronaldo before, this feeling of being interrupted in the middle of the excitement is really uncomfortable. Fortunately, his fans were still around, and Messi's mood had not yet fallen to the lowest point, but he smiled very reluctantly, signed a few fans, and then waved his hand, and walked towards the entrance of the venue with some interest.
Messi's fame and influence will naturally not be worse than Qin Shou, but this is the advantage of "the latter is on top", who asked him to arrive at the venue first, change the position, if Qin Shou came to the venue first, and he arrived later, then after everyone interviewed Qin Shou, they would naturally be more interested in the latecomers.
Watching Qin Shou get out of the car in a straight black suit, handsome and dashing with a smile, waving to the reporters and fans around him, Messi suddenly felt that this scene was a little familiar - isn't this the action made by C. Ronaldo and himself before?
"Another showy guy!" Messi thought like this, and muttered angrily in an unhappy mood, "What's even more hateful, this guy is even more shameless than Cristiano, that guy just loves to be in the limelight, this guy not only loves to be outstanding, but also loves to steal the limelight!" Really...... Hum! ”
Messi walked into the venue, but saw C. Ronaldo at the door, it turned out that this guy did not enter the venue to take a seat, but stood at the door, and was squeezing his eyebrows at himself, with a red fruit mockery on his face.
"What are you doing blinking at me? Didn't take your medicine when you went out? Or is there a problem with the eyes? Get out of the way! ”
Messi naturally knew what C. Ronaldo's expression meant, he glared at the other party hatefully, and turned around and left angrily.
C. Luo didn't care, seeing the unhappy expression of his old opponent made him even more happy.
"Haha! Aha...... I just love to see you deflated! Ha, let you steal the limelight from me! Haha, I expected this scene for a long time, so I just stood here and watched the show, sure enough...... Hahaha! ”
"Boring! Idiot! ”
Messi turned around, threw a sentence at C. Ronaldo, who was laughing, and disappeared in an instant.
"I'm happy! I'd love to! Can you handle it?! ”
C. Luo laughed, didn't raise his feet to leave, and still stood in place, but his eyes didn't pay attention to Messi anymore, but looked at Qin Shou, who was surrounded by the crowd not far away.
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