i am beckham

Chapter 111 This kid is not particular
Beckham took a quick glance at Victoria, who was wearing a tight jersey and a short skirt, and focused on the following line of text.

She likes Beckham's handsomeness.

Hmm. Others put the person they like in their hearts, but these sisters put the person they like in the magazine, which feels a bit seductive.

Beckham casually turned a page back, and there was a written version of the interview.

The interview is a question-and-answer format. Most of the interviews are about Victoria's career and new album. The content of the girls' answers is sophisticated and formulaic. As long as they are not brain-dead fans, they are not very interested.

Beckham looked around and found a problem related to himself: You were wearing the No. 24 jersey when you took the photo. This is David Beckham's Manchester United number. What do you think of him?
Victoria used this question to make a demon: "I know him, and he understands me. Please allow me not to say too much. But what is certain is that we all hope that each other's life will get better and better."

Seeing this bold and enlarged answer, Beckham was speechless.

This makes people sit at home and dogs come from heaven.

This guy is obviously trying to rub off on his enthusiasm, he can really be a monster, he has never seen such a brazen person.

When asked about herself, the sister first emphasized that the two knew each other, and the words used made it seem that the relationship between the two was unusual.Then there was another look of taboo, which put the finishing touch on the interview.

Her answer can basically be summed up as follows: We have an unusual relationship and care about each other, but we can't say too much now.

Beckham shook his head in disgust, then threw the magazine to Gary Neville: "I don't know her, and I won't know her in the future"

For the first time in his life, being forced to CP, Beckham was more disgusted than angry, it was all nonsense.

I am almost becoming an otaku now, and I have to be knocked out by cp, these sisters really don't talk about martial arts.

Compared with Victoria, Jennifer's image is more positive. Although these sisters seem to be very thirsty and have a lot of water, after all, they are self-recommended and compete for jobs, which is basically the right way.

And Victoria's unilateral official announcement is really unflattering. It is estimated that the careers of these sisters have reached the point of life and death, so they have ignored it.

Back home at night, Beckham revealed to Old John how he had been stalked by Vidoraya, and seriously questioned the other party's character.

Is this the Destiny's Girl you've been talking about over and over again?

absurd!

Not long after he finished writing his reply, Old John replied.

If there is nothing special, the rhythm of contact between two people is once a day.

But this time, Old John's tone of impatience and intolerance was really unexpected.

Today's John has changed from the generous elders in the past, and has become arguing with reason, no different from a gangster.

"David, don't let prejudice get to your head, you should try to get to know a person before making a comment."

"David, I don't want to argue with you, but your subjective assumptions are obviously biased."

"What? I'm an idiot? A person's life must have a few people who give unconditionally for it, otherwise life is incomplete!"

The chat was a little unhappy. Beckham didn't expect that Old John was still a diehard fan of Victoria after all these years.

From this incident alone, it can be seen that this guy's knowledge is not very good. Even if he is a rich man, he is probably a nouveau riche with little self-cultivation.

Ever since the two had a disagreement, for several days in a row, they had only a few words in contact.

Beckham felt that Old John was old and outrageous, while the other party thought that he was young and old, and no one could prove that he was right.

Old John replied stiffly: "Time will tell everything!"

After saying this, the two avoided the topic of Victoria in a tacit understanding.

In the past two days, Old John didn't have much interest in talking, and Beckham didn't need each other for the time being, and what the two said was not very nutritious.

On the morning of Manchester United's departure to London, John Sr's letter contained only four words: "Everything is going well."

In order to ensure that the team maintains a good competitive state, Ferguson sent Manchester United to London one day in advance. It is indeed too tiring to go to the away game on the day of the game. Now that there is one league game a week, the team has sufficient preparation time, so it is safe to go to the away game one day in advance.

On the night of arriving in London, Beckham happily bought a pie and ate it with gusto.

Everyone saw that Beckham still had such an appetite not long after dinner, and they expected this to be an unusual pie.

With Beckham's current two-knife cooking skills, although the level is not very high, the level of tasting should not be low, after all, cooks are inferior.

The Neville brothers were not hungry, and the two of them bought a pie together, and bought it when it tasted better.

Gary sniffed the pie and took a bite.

Unexpectedly, after only two bites, Gary Neville was fed up. He glanced at the mashed potatoes in the pie that had been mixed with lard, and felt a little nauseous.

The others were pretty much the same, anyway, eating mashed potato pies soaked in lard was so tiresome that one couldn't say anything.

Everyone felt that Beckham's taste was a bit heavy, but the latter still said stubbornly: "You know what!"

The time came to the day of the game against Chelsea. Beckham stood at the gate of the stadium 2 hours before the game, waiting for the blind dates to come to collect the tickets.

In order not to attract too much media, he wrapped himself tightly in a peaked cap, sunglasses and a thin scarf, looking like a scalper from a distance.

He also wants to find someone to lead him, but no one can recognize all his old acquaintances since childhood.

In order to avoid trouble, Beckham asked everyone to arrive on time two hours in advance and collect the tickets early so that he could focus on the game.

The blind daters were also very punctual, and there was no case of being late for a ticket. Beckham scattered more than 10 tickets in his hand in less than 50 minutes, which made the "scalpers" around him very angry. He only had ten tickets in his hand, so he usually raised the ticket price by nearly double.

And at such a price, no one is interested in it 20 minutes before the game. The 10 minutes before the game is his sales period. At that time, it is all about luck.

But as a professional "scalper", he will never lower the price at this moment. If he backs down, the fans who have tasted the sweetness will definitely wait until he gives up, and then the cabbage price will be cheap.

The "scalpers" at the Stamford Bridge Stadium have always insisted that commodities such as tickets must be priced according to demand, and no matter how exaggerated the price is, some people will buy it.

If tickets become priced at cost, then this industry will be meaningless. Tickets bought for 50 pounds and sold for 52 pounds are no different from express delivery. You can only earn hard money.

Seeing that Beckham sold more than 50 tickets brainlessly two hours before the game, the "scalpers" around him were itching with hatred.

Where did you come from, why did you release the tickets so early in your hand? How much can a ticket sell for at this time?

If there are too many amateur "scalpers" with a lot of stupid votes, how can the brothers live?
Just when everyone was about to drag the "silly cow" to the alley for a chat, Beckham turned around and walked into the stadium.

Well, there is someone in this kid!
Beckham brought the tickets to the blind dates, and then brought his family into the space box, which was like a small banquet hall. There were 8 large screens on the walls, and there were cameras from different angles on the screens to show the camera. Basically, the audience watched the game without dead ends.

The box has a special bar, booths, and toilets. There is a row of leather seats near the court, with about 20 seats.

The height of this box is equivalent to the 10th to 15th row of the stadium. Players can be distinguished to the greatest extent on the basis of looking at the whole field. People with normal eyesight can basically see the player's jersey number, which is by no means the same atmosphere feeling area with 22 moving dots.

Seeing Beckham bring his parents to the stadium, Manchester United chairman Edwards greeted him with a gentle attitude and decent manners: "Mr. Ted, Ms. Sandra, this is the territory of Manchester United. If you have any requirements, they will always meet you."

Old Ted glanced at the blue box and said, "Thank you, if possible, please ask them to decorate the box in red."

Seeing the two middle-aged and elderly men laughing together, Beckham was stunned. He didn't expect that his father was not only not stage-frightened, but also played tricks with ease.

Now that Dad can adapt to the environment in his own way, Beckham is relieved. Edwards can speak human language when he sees people, and animal language when he sees dogs. He can handle any occasion with ease, and he will definitely not embarrass his parents.

Players are the most precious asset of a club, and these board members are eager to engage in more such activities, so as to bind the hearts of players.

An hour and a half before the game, Beckham chatted a few words and was about to go back to the locker room. It was time to warm up.

Edwards came up with a smile on his face and said with a smile on his face: "David, I want to introduce you to a beautiful lady, she is your fan, I think you can chat."

Beckham's smile was a little stiff, why did he have an ominous premonition.

He looked in the direction Edwards was pointing at. Victoria smiled and got up from a seat and walked over
(End of this chapter)