i'm a superstar

Chapter 252 Master Player, Keyboard Man

Kaka found it very strange, so he kept raising his head. While eating the spicy but delicious food, he looked at the three men with red faces because of the weather, and because of the food and wine. .

He thought about it lightly, and easily thought of the reason. That reason was that under the strong pressure of Zhang Han, his teammate, the somewhat arrogant and childish Cristiano Ronaldo, and his sworn enemy Barcelona's ace - Leo Messi's relationship is getting closer.

I don't know why, thinking of this, Kaka smiled slightly, his soft eyes were full of a mysterious smile, looking at Ronaldo and Messi, his expression gradually became weird.

Then the Brazilian looked away again, curious.

Yes, it was curiosity. He was curious about Zhang Han's growth rate. He had grown to such a height in less than two years. This was something he could never have imagined when he first met Zhang Han.

Feeling Kaka's gaze, Zhang Han ate a big mouthful of greasy green vegetables, burned his mouth, sucked it, and then raised his head and said: "My dear, why are you always looking at others! Do I have flowers on my face?"

While talking, he fished out a large chopsticks of green vegetables from the hot pot, put them in the small porcelain bowl in front of Kaka, smiled happily, and let him eat quickly.

"You don't have flowers on your face!" Kaka said with a smile, "Didn't you notice? The two of them are as good as one person now." He pointed at Melo with the chopsticks he had just learned.

"So you found out too! These two guys must have an affair." Zhang Han said casually without slowing down his eating speed.

"Who has that?" Messi, who was joking with Ronaldo, blushed even more when he heard Zhang Han say bad things about them.

"This is a pure and great friendship, isn't it? You two superficial guys won't understand."

"Also said no, look, look, give them a hurry."

Zhang Han shouted, blinking at Kaka non-stop. In fact, he was quite happy in his heart. After his matchmaking, after three dinners, it was the reason for the last bet. .

"Okay, okay, stop messing around! Let's have a toast! Celebrate the four of us qualifying successfully." Seeing that the war of words between the three of them was about to break out again, Kaka picked up his glass and started to be a peacemaker .

"Come on! Do one!" Zhang Han also picked up the goblet and said, he felt that he was a bit of a dick. At this time, leading three superstars to eat hot pot, and it was accompanied by red wine. This is no one, it is unprecedented. the ones.

cheers!The four of them happily raised their wine glasses and bumped into one with a tinkling sound.

"Well, what I said is not bad! In this kind of ghost weather, the cold weather is so cold, eating Chinese food is the best." Zhang Han put down his glass and said with a smile.

"It's very cool, but it's too..." Ronaldo stuck out his tongue and frowned.

"Fortunately, I think it's very enjoyable." Surprisingly, Messi, who has always been shy, is not afraid of spicy food, and said happily, which made Kaka feel very weird.

"Come on, Chris, you only eat slightly spicy food, okay?" Zhang Han said.

The four of them chatted casually, and they ate for about half an hour. During the period, the waitresses with red faces and strange expressions kept coming in to add food, and they couldn't help but look at them a few more times. They didn't care, and they still ate happily. .

After eating for a long time, Zhang Han, a restless guy, started looking for trouble. He raised his neck and stared at Ronaldo and said.

"How is it? Ronaldo, we are about to meet our powerful Chinese team in the next game. Are you trembling?"

Ronaldo froze for a moment, obviously didn't expect that Zhang Han dared to provoke him publicly, but then he smiled, very manly, ugly, like a duck, he said: "If I read correctly, It should be you who are trembling! If, if not for the hard work of Spain, you might not be able to get out of the line."

When Kaka heard what Ronaldo said, he wanted to stop it. He thought Zhang Han would be very angry when he heard this, but he was wrong, Zhang Han was not angry.

Yes, Zhang Han was not angry, but said it happily.

"So what? We almost didn't qualify, but, you know what? Chris, sometimes luck is a part of strength."

Kaka saw the playful smile on Zhang Han's face when he spoke, and he couldn't figure out what this guy was thinking.

Ronaldo, whose head was a little slow to react, froze again, this time a little longer, so he didn't speak for a while.

Zhang Han went on to say: "You understand what I mean, you are not allowed to cry when you lose."

Ronaldo, who was poked hard at the sore spot, became anxious at that time, "You, you lost and cried!" He stood up, as if he wanted to fight Zhang Han.

"What's the matter? Want to PK!" Zhang Han also stood up in a huff.

"Ah! Don't worry, you pay the bill today."

When the four guys who were full of wine and food were about to leave, Zhang Han said suddenly, making Ronaldo very angry.

"Who is afraid of whom! You wait!"

Ronaldo went to pay the bill, Zhang Han and the three laughed, came out of the quaint Chinese restaurant, and stood outside the cool door waiting for him.

After another 20 minutes, the four of them came to a large room in a luxury hotel and took their seats.

There is a long white sofa in the room, and there is a brand new large LCD TV in front of it, just enough for the four superstars to play live games.

"come!"

Holding the black handle in his hand, Zhang Han was arrogant and aggressively provoking Ronaldo.

"Come here, who is afraid of whom!" Ronaldo took off his heavy coat, slapped the table, and sat next to Zhang Han.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Han's face turned green amid everyone's shouts, and a live PK ended. On the big TV, the poor Chinese team was beaten 10:3 by the Portuguese team.
"YES!"

Under Zhang Han's murderous and cannibalistic eyes, the Portuguese clenched his fists and celebrated fiercely. He was too proud.

More than ten minutes later, this time it was Zhang Han and Messi who were fighting. As a result, his face was so green that it turned black.

4:0, this is the proud record of the Argentine team against the Chinese team.

"Zhang Han, don't be sad, you can't do it." Messi said half cheerfully, half comfortingly, and touched Zhang Han's hairy head kindly.

"Are you still here?" Seeing Zhang Han in such a miserable state, Kaka, who doesn't play games much, said.

"Come on, why don't you come? I don't believe it anymore!" Zhang Han waved his hand that was hurt by the handle fiercely, ready to continue fighting.

More than ten minutes passed, this time it was 5:0, Zhang Han's face was no longer black, and he hurriedly walked to the bathroom by urinating.

Ha ha!After he walked into the hotel bathroom and carefully closed the door, he heard a series of gloating laughter behind him.

When Zhang Han came back again, he had a straight face and strongly demanded to play against Ronaldo again, but this time he had one condition.

In the next half an hour, Zhang Han's arrogant laughter continued to emanate from the room. Ronaldo 5:0, Messi 4:0, Kaka 3:0, this is his brilliant record after he gave up the controller and changed the keyboard.

"Cut, let me just say that I am a master player! If you don't believe me..." Zhang Han's arrogant and extremely happy voice sounded in the room.

"Keyboard Man! Keyboard Man!..." The other three guys shouted in unison.

Peng!Click!That poor big TV couldn't escape the fate of being smashed by the handle thrown by the desperate guy.

(End of this chapter)