Lianyin was not far apart from the little boy. After walking for more than ten steps, she stood in front of each other.

While smiling, Lian Yin handed out the pigeon food in her hand and asked with a show of gratitude: "Do you want to feed the pigeons?"

The little boy looked at Lianyin unexpectedly, then looked at the pigeon food she handed out. He did not reach out to pick it up, nor did he respond.

Passion is the nature of the Spanish, not to mention carefreeness, and children who can make friends with one or two words. But the boy in front of him is obviously different from ordinary children. He is indifferent to showing kindness and is also a little cautious about strangers, and is still a person of his age.

Fortunately, Lianyin is not a real child. She raised her hand patiently in front of him, and the smile on her face never subtracted. She asked the little boy again: "Do you still remember me? You helped me drive away a few bad kids a few days ago. I haven't thanked you yet."

At the critical moment, I was saved by a child. I am afraid that few adults will have this kind of experience. So Lianyin remembers it very well and he has not said thank you to him. However, the boy ran away without waiting for her to thank her last time, perhaps because he was expressing that he didn't need to thank her. So when he met again today, the real purpose of prompting her to come forward to talk to him was not to say thank you, but the expression of sadness that he unconsciously showed when he looked at the flock of pigeons just now.

What kind of worry will a young child have? Lianyin is a little curious.

The boy still had no response, and his eyes moved from pigeon food to Lianyin's face, focusing all on the smile at Lianyin's mouth.

The two questions continued and couldn't stir up any waves, and even Yin was not discouraged. He actively thought of the third question of showing goodwill: "The last time I met you, you were also wearing this uniform. Are you a Barcelona fan? Which star do you like the most?"

Barcelona has two famous teams, one is Barcelona and the other is Espanyol.

Although both teams are very famous, many people seem to prefer Barcelona. Especially tourists who come to Barcelona to travel, they like to walk on various streets of the city wearing Barcelona uniforms, which seems to be more integrated into the city.

After this question, the little boy lowered his head. Just when Lianyin thought he was going to return without success, he heard a small voice saying a name. However, the voice was too light and Lianyin couldn't hear it clearly. She couldn't help asking again, and at the same time put her ear closer so that she wouldn't be able to hear the thin sound like a mosquito murmur again.

"David." This time, the little boy's voice was slightly raised halfway.

"David!" Lianyin repeated the name, she knew that this name was the current midfield master of Barcelona.

The little boy nodded his head lightly, hesitated for a moment, suddenly turned around and pointed his back at Lianyin, then turned his head and looked at Lianyin silently.

Lianyin looked at his back with a sympathetic look. The back of the uniform was indeed printed with David's name in large golden font, and the star's jersey number was in the middle of the name.

Numbered as 6.

This number is a number specially designed for defensive players, and is usually used in midfield and guards.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just a dull player number. But for Lianyin, who has followed Gerald for decades and has also been engaged in football-related careers, she instantly interpreted a lot of hidden information from this number.

Lian Yin stretched out her free hand, poked the number of the jersey with her index finger, and said, "David is an amazing midfielder."

The little boy didn't know whether he couldn't stand the little itch or was pleased by Lian Yin's words praising his idol. When he turned around quickly, a little smile appeared on his face.

The flock of pigeons flying in the sky were tired and landed back to the square one after another. After a while, the two of them were surrounded by pigeons. Apart from the small place where they stood, they could not find a place to walk out.

Lian Yin tried to hand the pigeon food to him again and asked him, "Would you like to feed the pigeons together?"

This time, the little man did not ignore Lianyin anymore, nor did he remain silent anymore, and said to Lianyin softly: "Okay."

Lianyin smiled and handed him the whole pigeon food. When he was wondering why she didn't leave any for herself, he said first: "I took it for a long time, it's too heavy. Can you take it?"

Without saying a word, the little boy took all the bag of pigeon food that was not heavy, and the gentleman helped Lianyin open his pocket and asked Lianyin to pick up pigeon food.

The pockets containing pigeon food were just opened, and the large group of pigeons around him who had cultivated into sperm had already gathered up towards the little boy before the two of them could take out the food, and they suddenly scared the little boy a little.

Lianyin couldn't help but remind him repeatedly: "Be careful, be careful."

While responding to Lianyin's concern, the little boy carefully picked up some pigeon food and raised it. When the pigeons saw what they were eating, their eyes were like green light, and they rushed over. The little boy pressed the timidity of trying to escape, pretending to be indifferent and let the pigeons come to grab the food. Only his little hands, which shrank from time to time, betrayed his true emotions.

Lianyin looked at him, smiling at the corner of her mouth, and watching him pick up the pigeon food hand in hand, she only occasionally reminded him to be careful. Every time she picked up the point, she could get the other party’s thoughtful nod in response.

As long as you find the right method, it is really easy to be friends with a child. When the little boy finished feeding all the pigeon food, when he faced Lianyin again, he had long lost his expressionless and cold face when he first met. Although the smile on his face was still light, the smile had already stained his eyes.

Taking advantage of this right time, Lianyin first reported his name and then asked the little boy's name.

The little boy was no longer as defensive as before. After getting the name of Lianyin, he naturally reported his name, "My name is Farrell Farrell Angel Flanger."

At first glance, when the little boy reported his name, Lianyin listened to his name with a smile, but after listening to the full name reported by the other party, Lianyin couldn't hold on to the smile on his face, and instead he was disbelief. After looking up and down the little boy on his face, she asked him tentatively: "Is this your full name? Are there any other names?" A normal Spanish man may have four sections and five sections long. Among them are the real name, the teaching name, the father's surname and the mother's surname.

The little boy quickly re-reported his name, and this time he completely reported his name. There are five names with a total of five sections, in addition to Flanger's father's surname, there is also a father's name and a mother's surname.

After hearing his complete names, Lianyin didn't know what else to make except speechless.

If there are duplicate names in the third section, that is normal. But if the names in the fifth section, the same father's surname and mother's surname, combined with the players he likes, if there are any coincidences, the word "coincidence" is too cheap.

So Lianyin almost determined who the little boy in front of him was.

Farrell, the young midfielder of Barcelona, ​​is a pity that he fell silently as soon as he showed his strength.

She remembered the name not only because Gerald was very optimistic about him and regretted his death, but also because she had seen his obituary in the newspaper.
Chapter completed!