Chapter 229: Who is the big star

Vardy's eyes widened and he looked at the few coins in front of him in disbelief.
Do you really treat me like a tramp?
Which tramp has such a slippery ball skills?
I felt that I had suffered 10,000 crit damages all at once, and the inner shadow could cover the entire Albert Square...
This is not over yet, and what makes Valdi desperate is that there are pedestrians passing by one after another, and he tossed coins in front of his eyes, and jingled for a time.
A look of coup!
This is wrong!
I’m a tramp, but not a street performer. Shouldn’t you throw money into the small bowl in front of the musicians playing the violin?
The hidden team members couldn't laugh anymore, so that the hidden cameras all wobbled.
The musicians playing violins next to him looked at Vardy's eyes full of unkindness. Today, there was a business robber who was unkind!
Vardy's face was black for a long time, and finally, like constipation, he squatted down and picked up the coins one by one.
Well, no matter what, at least the toll is earned!
Vardy can only comfort himself like this!
Vardy, who adjusted his mood, continued to show his skills. As long as there was someone willing to interact with himself, he finally pulled off his disguise and caused a sensation, even if he completed the task.
But this guy who was willing to interact with himself didn't show up for a long time, and it made Vardy play alone, and even wanted the staff to take care of himself.
"Beauty, would you like to eat together?"
Valdy once again extended his sinful hand.
The girl hadn't had time to refuse, and a voice came suddenly beside him, quite high-handed and pointing.
"It's not like talking about it! Do you want me to teach you?"
Vardi looked back in surprise, and saw a man with a baseball cap and sunglasses. The smiling smile on his mouth was particularly annoying.
This outfit is also a must-have for celebrity travel, is this guy also a celebrity?
Unknown, so Valdi did not succeed.
And this guy felt too good for himself, kicked the ball away from Valdi, and then started a more fancy football performance, which is even more beautiful than street football, dazzling.
Vardi’s basic skills are solid, but he can’t talk about fancy football, so he has to admit that this guy is really beautiful.
Soon, the melon-eating crowds were all around, and applause and applause continued. Obviously, such a fancy streetball performance was rare.
But what makes Vardy wonder is why such a wonderful performance, why no one threw money to reward him?
Soon, Valdy got the answer. The tide brand in front of this stinky guy could not get a few thousand pounds. Obviously, people are on a whim, not relying on this to eat.
This guy was very happy by the exclamation and admiration. After the performance, he greeted everyone in the applause, and then came to the beautiful woman just now, said gentlemanly: "This beautiful woman, can we know ?"
The melon-eating people around couldn't help but coquettishly help, and in the red face, the beauty nodded very shyly.
"Young man, this is the skill of picking girls, you learn slowly!" Then this guy smirked in front of Valdy, as if he had achieved so much.
Vardy could already see at this time that the was stepping on himself to pick up the girl.
It is bearable, which is unbearable!
Vardy can tolerate ridicule, but he can't tolerate pretending, especially using himself as a stepping stone.
"Beauty, don't be fooled by him. You can watch it seven times in a dollar in our community based on his level of streetball!" Vardy looked dissatisfied and began to dismantle.
The guy with sunglasses is communicating with the beauty, and obviously feels that rolling sheets at night is hopeful.
"Asshole, what do you say, do you want to compare? Come, let me teach you how to be a man!"
Vardy shrugged, indifferently.
The beauty embraced her arms and watched the two men fighting for themselves like an estrus bull. Maybe she didn't care about football, but women didn't like other people to die for themselves!
The people who eat melons are also surrounded by three layers and three layers outside. Playing football on the street is a rare and exciting scene.
Four water bottles were placed on both sides as a wicket. The two attacked and defended each other, with a limit of 10 minutes, winning more goals.
Although Valdi was upset with the opponent stepping on himself, he didn't care about it at all. Street football and normal games are completely two concepts.
The opponent's advanced attack directly brought out the most outstanding dazzling skills, as if Valdy was not taken into consideration at all.
Vardy stepped back step by step and defended seriously.
Looking at the other party's consecutive fake movements, Valdy was a little puzzled. Why didn't he feel that these fake movements could not deceive people?
He has watched a lot of streetball videos, which is really fake, and even a look can deceive you.
In front of feelings, this person is a flowery shelf, not at all useful!
Knowing this, Vardy didn't feel panic.
Give up the left side and squeeze the opponent to this position. Although this is not a regular venue, the characteristics of his own Valdi area can still take effect, cleanly break the ball, and then score.
I laughed at myself, and I used the features in order to deal with an ordinary person. Isn't it a bit too bullying?
At the moment when Valdi intercepted the ball, although the opponent's face was hidden under the wide sunglasses, Valdi still noticed the opponent's uneasy mood from the corner of his twitching mouth.
The melon-eating crowds around were also exclaimed. They thought it would be a one-sided showdown. The skills they showed just now, the other party completely exploded Valdy.
But I never imagined that the situation was completely reversed. It seems that some things really can't just look at the surface.
"Come again!" the other party dissatisfied to Valdy.
A few seconds later, Valdi scored again after scoring the ball again, pouring a pot of cold water directly on the opponent's head.
"Boy, you have two lives, see how I will play you to death this time!"
This time Vardy didn't defend. After all, he was not a full-time defensive player. The opponent used a realistic and practical fake to deceive Valdy's center of gravity and then scored.
Raising his hands and celebrating the goal proudly, the excitement shown by the opponent is more exaggerated than when Valdy scored on the court.
Valdy sneered, disdainful, what is there to be proud of!
At this moment, the other party suddenly removed the baseball cap and the sunglasses, revealing Lushan's true face.
The exclamation sounded directly in the crowd, as if a stone was thrown on the calm lake, which should have caused a circle of ripples, but it stirred a storm!
"It's Button!"
"Well, Manchester City genius midfielder!"
"I like him the most!"
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At this time, Vardy realized that he was so familiar with this face, it turned out to be bad boy Patton!
Vardi never imagined that he played the Rovers playing football, and actually encountered the neighbor's star Patton, which made him very cry.
Someone has rushed to find a signed photo of Patton. Patton is also very personable and has the cooperation of superstar Fan Er, and also refused more requests.
On one side it was lively, while Valdi on the other side was completely left out.
"Would you like me to give you a signature, and if you sell it, it will definitely be much better than making a profit here!"
There is a natural sense of superiority in the tone, and it feels like alms.
Hold it quickly, I am kind, you have to accept it!
But apparently Barton pretended to find the wrong target. In front of Valdy, he really had no sense of superiority.
Well, except for force!
Vardy reached out and made a please gesture!
"Continue, the game is not over!"
Barton was stunned. He never thought that the opposite homeless man would not want his own signature, and he insisted on continuing the game with himself.
Okay, since you don’t know what’s interesting, don’t blame yourself for being poor!
In his heart, he already regarded Valdy as a guy who didn't know what to do, otherwise he wanted to step on himself and become famous.
With the help of the crowd watching the crowd around, Barton returned to the venue with mighty force, and he showed a superior posture.
Vardy didn't get used to his problems at all. He beat Patton in threes, fives, and twos, and he was embarrassed.
If you change to a real street player, Valdi may be more cautious, but how can a non-technical midfielder like Barton play a role if he can play a little more?
"God, isn't Barton a big star, how could he be beaten by a tramp?"
"Yeah, it's too bad, I can't bear to look at it anymore!"
"It deserves to make him feel good about himself. This time he was beaten!"
"It turns out that professional players are not so strong!
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The finger-pointing of the crowd around melons made Paten, who had lost his soul, unable to bear it. He never thought that he had lost a big face on the unknown homeless man!
Huh, even if you win, you still eat the homeless guy who did not stop, I am still the big star that everyone envy, we simply do not have any comparability!
Button can only comfort himself like this.
Just then ~EbookFREE.me~ A little guy came over, his eyes full of excitement and excitement.
Patton looked at Valdy with pride, and said: Look, this is the influence of the big star. This little guy must come to me to sign. The homeless you like you can't envy.
He has lost his mind a bit. Others, a big star, will not compare with the tramp to find a sense of superiority.
When the little boy walked up and down, they didn't ask for Button to sign, but said to Valdy: "Can you teach me to play football?"
Barton's face came down at once, and the whole person felt bad!
Valdy squatted down with a smile, picked up the ball on the ground, and then took out a pen from his pocket. While signing the ball, he asked the boy's name.
"This football belongs to you!"
Passing the ball to the ignorant little boy, Valdy laughed and removed the disguised beard!
Suddenly burst into the square, the exclamation continued!