American Fortune Life

Ivana was a little surprised, and she didn't think she would be so admired in Brazil, and she thought about what her man had done in Brazil during that time, and she was relieved.

If you want to talk about eyeballs and the ability to grab headlines, Ivana really admires her little boyfriend, using the skills and marketing of the media, which is really quite a fascinating level.

The popularity of Lima has grown rapidly, his own reputation has spread to 42 contestants, his novel sales have increased dramatically, and even several of his creative hand tours have been advertised free of charge through the media.

He and Lima were not happy holding their phones on the beach. Hip-hop naturally aroused the curiosity of the paparazzi. One by two, the media helped Andy advertise for free. Downloads skyrocketed, and the game of cutting fruit spread almost like a virus all over America.

Ivana had seen The Wall Street Journal before coming. It seemed unintentional to Andy. In fact, it was a very purposeful marketing technique for xing. Otherwise, the Mockery Bird Games Company would not have followed up so quickly. Advertising was everywhere.

Andy's gaming company is no longer just a day-to-day gold player, and the conservative estimate of the valuation has exceeded $1.5 billion, and the valuation will continue to surge as the market spreads.

With the popularity of Apple's crazy phone, a single Fruit Swordsman will generate $15 million in revenue for Andy globally.

And both Planting Zombies and My World games, PC and mobile, have already made Andy more than $100 million in wealth.

When the Wall Street Journal came out, the American people were all instinctively “wow--” a sigh of exclamation, the young people were more dedicated to Andy, and the American people were more impressed with Andy, a young rich man who made wealth out of knowledge, convinced that it was a real American dream, and the fan surge spurred more people to buy Andy's novel, download the games he planned, and set off a little Andy trend.

You can imagine how loud Andy is on the native American network, demanding that Andy be banned ~! yu is so loud that it cannot be ignored by National Team officials far from Brazil.

“Okay, Andy, three hours, but you can't go to the hotel with Ivana, and now all the media is staring at you two, and I don't think you want Ivana to get attacked, either. Condemn it. You've read her Facebook and blog, right? Almost captured by your fans, bear with it, get the gold medal and play whatever you want, but until then, don't let Xing hurt those who love you. ”

Andy rolled his white eyes silently and listened to the repeated orders of the old coach, who appeared next to him accompanied by national team officials.

“I'm really going to greet my girlfriend, have dinner with her, and I'm not going to do anything else.” Andy said helplessly.

“Well, have a nice dinner! Say hello to your girlfriend for me. She's an elegant, beautiful girl!” Coach Alexei patted Andy on the arm and nodded with satisfaction.

“Thank you.”

Andy sent two people away, quickly changed clothes, and rushed to the athlete's village door with his bodyguard.

Some of the paparazzi saw Andy come out, left behind, gave a large SUV a space, opened the door, burst into the body into the mouth of SHUI's Ivana eyes with tenderness, and ran over to Andy and hugged him, with no one beside them to kiss WEN.

Ivana felt the strong and powerful embrace that rou was about to get into him, and the wen that made her breathless, her right foot already lifted backwards, totally full of commitment, intoxicated by the kiss of WEN, and felt incredibly sweet and happy.

The Andy and Ivana centered area is lit by daylight flashes, with whistles cheering and applause blending in.

For a long chun, Andy held her pretty white face into pink Ivana's arms, bent her over in the car, stretched out and left behind the envious crowd shaking her head.

In a luxurious Brazilian-style restaurant, Andy and Ivanati die in love, sprinkle dog food, taste food, and land outside the window with the paparazzi holding the camera.

“Don't worry, I won't be hurt by those irrational messages, I know they're all jealous to attack me.” Ivana smiled lightly on her face, her right hand resting on the table and Andy's fingers clasped tightly, her left hand slightly brushed down her long blonde hair, her eyes staring at Andy, adding with affection and seriousness: “You are the only one who can hurt me... ”

Andy's heart was tight, staring straight at Ivana, reaching out his left hand and gently touching her white cheek across the table, softly saying: "Your pain is my pain, and I feel it, because we are one. ”

Ivana seemed a little moved, grabbing Andy's hand on her cheek and whispering, “Don't hurt me, if you're going to lie to me, you're going to lie to me for the rest of your life and never tell me the truth..." ”

Andy's heart ached, his lips trembled a few times, his eyes flashed with guilt, and finally he held on, gently saying: "Fool, I love you. ”

Ivana had a sweet, bright smile on her face, JIE white teeth, bright red chun, more charming, beautiful YAN irreplaceable.

On the morning of July 20, 2007, at the Rio boxing venue, surprisingly empty seats were held by the ancient Ba, Brazilians, Americans, and the United States National Team did not have athletes to compete, but rather a group of players to sit in.

In the middle of the front row of the audience, Ivana looked back gracefully and the audience shouting her name waved a friendly gesture, and the brilliant and charming smile on her face was memorable.

Today, she wore a slim, pleated orange skirt that was about to reach her ankle, splitting her sides ten centimetres above her knee, and its xing sensation, a long, white tui with a youhuo appearance.

Orange, fierce life. The color of the sun, the color of the god of war.

All right, America thinks red is provocation, turmoil, symbolism of sacrifice.

Andy's first match today was against the Ancient BA, and the conspiracy media also said it was deliberate, so as to stimulate people to buy tickets to watch the Pan American Games live.

The head coach of the ancient ba team, Rock, gave a shady face to the disciple with the same dark face: “Son, you have to be confident, boxing is not barbaric, you have been in touch for seven or eight years, and that PLAYBOY has only been practicing for one year, you have also seen him before as skinny as wood, his body has long been emptied, he is just a blank shell bragged out by the US Emperor, go to the stage to poke the US Emperor's lies, the ultimate victory belongs to you... ”

Ancient BA armor with high morale, ignored by the lead coach, nodded with excitement and enthusiasm, looking like he was going to beat Andy up.

“All right, let's go, it's pregame weighing time, remember, take out your momentum!” Rock slapped his disciple's cheeks hard.

“Mmm!”

On the other side, Andy stomped boringly on a long break and watched coach Alec work hard, “Are you sure you're ready to come up and KO each other? ”

Andy grinned and said to the national team official he was interviewing: "Why not? Humiliating an opponent is boring, but it's better to end the game early. ”

“Cough, Andy, how about this, you, take advantage of the time, don't even hit KO opponents in two rounds, today the venue outside is full of audiences, hundreds of media have arrived at the scene, end the game at the beginning, I'm afraid the scene will fry the pot, if you show up the tickets are fired to over 2,000 reals, the US $4,500. ”

Andy turned a white eye and nodded silently, smiling happily on his face, taking his phone out to make a phone call.

“Ignore him, these bastards are no good, they're controlling the tray, you can play whatever you want, but don't take it off, control the rhythm and the time.” Alexei kicked the others out and whispered to Andy, who sat up.

Andy stares, Nima, and opens the door to him, and he's not gonna get himself killed by the rules, is he?

“What are you thinking? Do you still have to fight with your strength? Besides, who are you, they dare! All right, don't be ridiculous. Let's go. It's weighing time. ”

Andy walked out of the lounge behind coach Alexei, wearing a silent cape that made him feel like a star and stripe robe with his teeth.

Weighing the area, the opponent ran into each other from time to time, watching the opponent grinning his teeth like a murderous baba, Andy couldn't help but smile and everyone looked at him.

“Cough... It's all right, it's all right, I just thought this ancient ba player was gonna bite me like funny.” Andy watched the rage surge, twisting at his teeth-cutting rival.

Everyone turned their white eyes silently, and now no one knows how poisonous this little man's mouth is, hearing that the experienced idiot journalist in England and the hilariously retarded journalist in Ancient BA are going to hate Andy Smith.

“I'll blow your brains out on the ring, you little playboy! ”

Andy listened to each other screaming, his eyes were cold, his whole body muscles swelled, seemed to explode, his teeth were white, tian's lips were shining, he was smiling like a beast: "You should be glad it was just a game, guess if I would kill you on the stage! ”

Everyone was unconsciously infected by the violent smell from Andy, and he listened to what Andy said very seriously that made people cold.

After that, Andy turned around and left, old coach Alexei looked at the ancient BA fighter captured by Andy's momentum with an almost merciful look, sighed and shook his head away.

Weighing area, weird trapped in silence, everyone looked at that stinking mouth with strange eyes Ancient BA boxer, Ancient BA coach Rock is more red, trembling bite teeth cut, he tried to strangle himself This idiot disciple's heart has it all, Nima, he really thought Andy Smith was a paper tiger, didn't this idiot watch his video? Insiders should know exactly what level Andy Smith is, muddy horses, insulting his women, and bitches! This is killing me. Something's really going on here!