A lunch was spent in Andy teasing the girl, but what made Andy depressed was that the beautiful girl Alison Stock, who was pole vaulting, seemed not so easy to get started. Perhaps her favorable feelings for Andy were more of a fan and idol.

Powder.

This word came to Andy's mind, but he shook his head. If it were possible Andy would rather have a journey of 419 only in the Athlete Village. As for receiving his subordinates, cough cough, let's forget it.

Thinking of this, he felt a little disappointed, but before he could feel disappointed for too long, seven or eight beautiful girls wearing maple leaf logo sportswear walked over with giggles and play.

"Hi, Mr. Smith, can we take a photo?" One of the girls asked generously, Andy stopped eating and turned around and looked back at the sound.

Damn, isn't this the other person... Ahem, it's really, so young.

Andy looked at the beautiful girl with a sweet smile on her face beside the talking girl, and was a little surprised, but she still gracefully put down her knife and fork and stood up, and said with a smile: "Of course, this is my honor."

"No, no, you can sit, you're too tall, we can shoot the same as they did before, hehe."

Andy pulled the corner of his mouth, okay, since the girls are not afraid of him eating tofu, he doesn't care, especially if there is someone who surprised him very much. This little beauty is very consistent with his aesthetics. Well, it should be very consistent with the aesthetics of Asians, a true beauty.

The perfect angel-like face, sweet appearance and infectious smile are unforgettable.

"Hi, hello, have you ever acted in a movie?" Andy looked at the little beauty who was smiling sweetly and was about to take a photo with him. The other party was quite reserved. He did not hold his neck like others, and his face was too close to his face.

"Hello, Mr. Smith, I'm glad to see you. I'm Nina Dubov. Sorry, I haven't acted in a movie, I just have a small role in a TV series in Canada." Nina smiled sweetly and explained to Andy with a generous look.

"Wow, you should come to Hollywood, I think you will become a big star, you have an angel face," Andy sighed with a smile.

"Hehe, Andy, we Nina have won many domestic gymnastics championships." A Canadian girl behind her showed off with a smile.

"That's really good. I'm happy to meet you. You can call me Andy. Friends call me that. If you change your mind and want to enter the entertainment industry, I have an agency in Hollywood. You can call me. Do you have a phone call?" Andy ignored the girls around him and looked at Nina, who had a slightly red face with envious eyes. After Nina took out her phone, Andy took the phone number, quickly entered the phone number, and smiled: "Anytime! Well, let's take photos."

Click

Nina Dubov left amid the envy of his teammates around him. Andy and Nina, who looked back at her, smiled and waved her hand, and felt a little slight in her heart, but they were soon surrounded by American girls and asked in various questions.

Andy also took out some dirty jokes in his previous life with good laughs and told them to the girls, making the girls giggle.

Who wouldn’t like men who can bring happiness, especially the youngest billionaire. Even if nothing happens, being able to get close to each other is also their topic of conversation after returning to the United States.

After lunch, Andy invited the girls to have cold drinks. The lively group became a scenic spot in the village. It was not until the press conference that Andy got out of the crowd of women, returned to the room, took out various notes from the pocket, shook his head and laughed, looked at the missed call on his phone, and entered Nina Dubov's name to save.

I sent a text message casually, "You have a beauty that values ​​both classical and modern beauty, and you are very strong in plasticity. You are always waiting for your phone call."

After sending, he walked into the simple shower room with a bath towel that made him unable to complain, started taking a shower, and within a few minutes he walked out of his bath towel, took out a hairdryer from his suitcase and dried his hair, and put on the uniform of the US national team.

"Mr. Smith, the press conference time is almost here." At this time, the official who received him in the national team knocked on the door and came in.

"Okay, that's OK." Andy sorted out his hairstyle in the mirror and nodded to the official behind the mirror with satisfaction.

Since it was Andy Smith's press conference, it seemed that there was no athlete more famous in the entire Pan American Games than him, and there were a lot of people coming to the scene.

On the rostrum, Andy sat in a flash of blinding lights accompanied by coach Alexey and U.S. National Team officials and head boxing coach.

Andy had a faint smile on his face, and listening to the national team officials and head coach talking nonsense with an American arrogant sarcastic face, Coach Alexey directly acted as a prop as a god-like watching the fun.

Then Andy also politely said, boasting about the significance of the Pan American Games, such as the grand event, and also turning a blind eye to praise the Brazilian organizer who cheated on someone and made a living.

The reporters in the audience were all waiting for the host to talk about the free questioning session. The reporters below were furious and began to ask questions to Andy in a concentrated manner. The scene was in a mess.

Andy frowned slightly, looking unhappy, but the American journalists below were scared. Damn, this young man is a sign of a slap. Fortunately, the host quickly shouted to calm the audience down. Soon someone stood in the group of reporters with a microphone, waiting for the supporter to select the reporters to ask questions.

"Hello, I am a reporter from the New York Times xxx. I would like to ask Mr. Smith, your views on the poor operation of this sports meet and the various venue problems that have occurred. There are various theft problems that have occurred before the sports meet begins. Also, are you worried about bringing your bodyguards into the athletes' village?"

Andy glanced at the other party and said lightly: "I have no opinion. I'm just here to compete. As long as there is a ring, don't always stare at other people's shortcomings. Brazil is a passionate country. You should experience the enthusiasm here yourself. As for the bodyguard's problem, it has been communicated a long time ago, so I won't explain it."

The American reporters did not respond to Andy's slightly arrogant answer. After all, they were used to his attitude of ignoring their attention. It was already very good that this young man could answer questions honestly. If you don't dump you, they would be the one who makes them lose their teeth the most.

"Hello, I am a reporter from the British Daily Mail. Mr. Smith, did you consider the feelings of other athletes when you take your bodyguards to participate in the competition? Others can live in the athletes' village. Why are you the Four Seasons Hotel? Is this kind of privilege unfair? Here you are just athletes participating in the competition on behalf of the United States, isn't it a bit too exaggerated!"

After asking this British reporter's question, the American reporters around him did not go to Andy in the stands, but instead looked at the British with gloating expressions. Damn, there is a good show.

Sure enough, Andy raised his chin slightly, with a faint smile on his lips, and sneered: "Never argue with an idiot, because he will lower your IQ to the same low as him, and then he will defeat you with his rich experience..."

Puff haha...

The Americans present burst into laughter, and the British popularity turned red.

"I said it before, it has been communicated a long time ago, and the media have reported it a long time ago. Are you asking questions just to make trouble? Now I'll satisfy you. Let's say ok first, and then there are such idiotic questions, I refuse to answer." After that, Andy was too lazy to look at the British again, and the Americans present were still deliberately making loud laughs.

The British face turned pale and his hatred was itchy, and he decided to go back and black Andy, no, he would have to blacken him from now on, because he would passively become famous with this golden sentence, and the experienced idiot, hiss, couldn't help but feel chilled all over.

Seeing Andy's poisonous snake with great lethality, the following questions were more concise, such as whether Andy's girlfriend would come to see his game. Until a black-faced ancient ba reporter asked a question in broken English.

"Mr. Smith, your remarks are a great provocation to the ancient ba. They are too arrogant and inappropriate. Our ancient bas are the most powerful athletes in boxing. They will teach you what respect is. We ancient bas will never bow to you, the American, they will fight until the last moment..."

When he was excited, the man directly used Spanish, the official language of ancient ba, and cursed the United States and Andy. The scene was a little confused. The officials and head coaches on the rostrum looked as if they were ashen. The security guards in the venue rushed in quickly, trying to get the other party out.

Andy had a smile on his face, but his eyes became much sharper. He could understand Spanish. The other party's curse just now made him very upset. Well, he also knew that the relationship between Guba and the United States could not be described as simple hatred.

After suppressing his hands, the chaos at the scene slowly calmed down. Everyone wanted to hear what Andy, the person involved, said.

"Do you want to make me laugh to death so that I can inherit my property?"

Puff

Ha ha……

The audience was laughed by Andy's other golden sentence. The ancient ba man was tightly controlled by two security guards, and his whole body was trembling and his eyes were red.

"You have to figure out what your name is... Forget it, it doesn't matter. The coach said that I would let me leave the bedding. I respect the athletes of your country. I said that I should go all out to the competition. How could you say that I was provoking you? No matter who you are or the country, you have to be reasonable. If you are unreasonable, you are a hooligan. It seems that you are also in your forties. If you are thirty years younger, I can say that you are naive, but now I can only say that you are mentally retarded!"

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