Although it was only a restorative training, Götze felt the huge difference in the intensity of training between the first team and the youth team. At the youth level, he didn't even take a breath after a training session, but after half a day in the first team, he felt noticeably tired. Fortunately, he usually pays attention to exercise, and it is no problem to stick to the whole process.

After training, the players went to the shower room to shower together.

Yan Jing stood at the door, watching the players come out and go back to the locker room one by one, and then he caught Ricken: "Lars, I have something I want to tell you." ”

Ricken was stunned, he looked at Yan Jing, and nodded: "Boss, you can say it." ”

"It's not very convenient here, we go somewhere else. Yan Jing waved his hand for Ricken to follow.

Everyone except Ricken returned to the locker room, and they were surprised to find a cream cake in everyone's place.

"Wow, is this what the boss gave us?" said Coentrão in surprise, "such a high-calorie sweet!"

At this time, Assistant Teacher Nafer walked in, also carrying a cake in his hand.

Nafir's direction to the cake and coughed twice to signal the crowd to come around to listen to him, and the players obediently leaned over.

"Listen to me, this is the meaning of strictness, you ...... later"

Lars Ricken was a little flustered, thinking that Yan Jing was approaching him to talk about his future – and he had seen the team's purge this summer, which he had been in poor form since a serious injury last season. Although he has been involved in Borussia Dortmund for many years, it is not impossible for the team to purge him in order to save salary space for new signings......

He had already prepared for the worst in his heart, but he didn't expect Yan Jing to come to him just to talk to his parents and ask him how he was doing this holiday.

has worked with Yan Jing for more than a season, and Ricken also knows that Yan Jing is definitely not the kind of person who will call him aside in order to chat with the players.

The boss is a good person, maybe I'm worried that I won't be able to accept it...... Ricken pondered, and finally he mustered up the courage to speak.

"Boss, you can actually ...... directly"

Just as he was about to speak, Assistant Coach Nafir appeared at the entrance of the hallway and interrupted him.

"Yan, I'm coming back soon!"

Looking at the OK gesture in Nafir's hand, Yan Jing knew that Yiqiē was ready, so he smiled and patted Ricken's shoulder: "Let's go, Lars, let's go back." ”

Uh, is that the end of it...... Ricken didn't speak, he followed behind Yan Jing, he couldn't figure out why Yan Jing came to him.

Ricken walked into the locker room, where his teammates sat in their seats as usual and chatted, and he returned to his place.

Yan Jing walked to his closet, while Kyle, next to Ricken, dragged him up and dragged him to the middle of the locker room.

Rickon glanced at Kyle inexplicably, "Bastian, what are you doing?"

Kyle smiled mysteriously and didn't answer him.

At this time, there was the sound of a lighter lit, and Yan Jing took out the birthday cake prepared in advance from the closet, turned around and smiled at Ricken.

"Lars, blow out the candles and make a wish!"

Such a development was unexpected by Ricken, he didn't expect Yan Jing to remember his birthday.

Rickon looked around, his teammates all smiled with blessings on him, and he looked at Yan Jing again, and his heart was full of turmoil.

He made promises to God that "no more injuries in the future", "good health and safety of his family" and "a good result for the team in the new season".

That's not too greedy, right...... As everyone sang to him on a happy birthday, Ricken took a deep breath and blew out the candles.

The candle went out, Kyle quietly backed away, and Ricken looked up, his eyes showing a little red: "Chief, thank you......"

"Poof-"

Before he finished his words, the cake in Yan Jing's hand was pasted on his face. Seeing this, the surrounding players also opened the wardrobe door as planned, took out the cake and rushed to Ricken, mercilessly pasting him into a cream man.

The enemy's attack was so fierce that Ricken was completely unable to react, and Suarez stepped forward to mend his knife and poured a stream of red wine on Ricken's head that Coentrão had given him in the morning.

"Hahaha, Lars, happy birthday!"

Ricken, the "red wine cream man" in the middle of the locker room, also laughed from the bottom of his heart, and he shook his hand to wipe off the cream stuck to his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Kyle retreating, a wicked smile on his lips, and then pounced on Kyle and held him in his arms, even rubbing his face against people.

As a result, the cream that had been attached to Ricken was teleported to Kyle.

Kyle, of course, immediately sensed Ricken's intentions: "Hell, Lars, let me go!"

Where would Ricken let him go? He squeezed Kyle onto the bench, with the wardrobe behind him, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.

Like a clingy cat, Ricken rubbed Kyle's face against his struggles, and laughed and taunted Kyle, "Bastian, is the cake delicious?"

After rubbing Kyle with most of the cream cake mixed with red wine, Ricken finally lets him go. The other players laughed out loud at the funny appearance of the two men being coated in cream, and they didn't seem to realize that the laughter had brought danger closer and closer to them.

Ricken and Kyle looked at each other, and the two of them immediately turned from hostile to allies.

It's too late, Ricken and Kyle have begun to "hug" his teammates like crazy, and the players they have "embraced" are not willing to let themselves suffer and start to harm others.

The scope of the war expanded rapidly, and even Di Maria, who had been silent, was persecuted, but no one had touched Yan Jing by the door for the time being, perhaps because they were worried about what would happen if they were retaliated against in the future.

Götze was not so lucky, he was embraced by his idol Dede, and he was also covered in cream.

Yan Jing's proud observation allowed him to spot the glint in Ricken and Kyle's eyes in advance, and he hurriedly moved to the door of the locker room. Just as he was about to quietly exit the locker room away from the war, someone grabbed his arm.

“？？？”

As soon as Yan Jing turned around, he saw Ge Ting covered in cream and showed a sly smile for the first time: "Boss, don't slip away." ”

Immediately after Yan Jing felt a weight in his arms, Ge Ce pounced directly and rubbed the cream on his body on Yan Jing.

The summer heat accelerates the diffusion of molecules, and Yan Jing and Götze's skin are in contact with a layer of sticky white paste, and the sweet smell of cream fills the room.

At this time, Coentrão, who was in a fierce battle with Suarez, took the time to shout in the direction of Yan Jing: "Mario, Warrior!

"Hahaha!"

Yan Jing smiled helplessly at Ge Ce, who looked up at him in his arms, he had no idea how much pampering there was in his smile.

Yan Jing smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe a pinch of cream from the other party's face and dotted it on Gotze's nose: "Mario, I surrender." ”

A few bright blush appeared on Gotze's cheeks, and he didn't know if it was caused by the red wine in the cream. Without saying a word, he took two steps back and left Yan Jing's embrace, turning around and joining the melee.

"Fabio, look at the move!"

On the wardrobe, on the walls, on the floor, every player was covered with cream, and the originally neat locker room became a mess, and those who didn't know thought that someone had opened a cake pie in it.

Well, it doesn't seem to be the same as a cake pie......

After the commotion, everyone felt that the cream of the summer was too uncomfortable to stick to their bodies, so they ran to the shower room again in a group.

"You're going too far, you don't even tell me in advance. ”

"Lars, are you stupid? How could such a thing be sued to you in advance. ”

"Yes, besides, it's all the boss's idea. ”

"Dede, do you blame me?"

The team passed through the cleaning room, where the aunt, who was in charge of cleaning after each day, sat and heard the joyful voices of the players fading away.

She glanced at the clock and when it was time for her daily cleaning, she got up and headed for the players' locker room with her mop.

The aunt was holding a mop that had been soaked in red wine in the morning, and she walked over and pushed the door open, and a sweet smell rushed into her nose.

Looking up again, she was shocked by what she saw.

…… What the hell are these people doing? Do you have to add more work to her!

They took a shower and went back to the locker room to get their things and go home, but as soon as they took a step in, a great resentment surrounded them.

Belch...... Auntie looked at us with a terrifying look in her eyes. The people who made the most trouble unconsciously shrank back.

Oops, forgot to think about that...... Yan Jing met the aunt's gaze, touched his chin awkwardly, and then turned to the players and gave orders: "Go to the cleaning room to get tools, let's clean the locker room together!"

Under the leadership of Yan Jing, everyone rushed to the cleaning room again, took out mops and rags and other cleaning tools and returned to the locker room to clean up.

Villa, wiping his cream-stained wardrobe with a rag, turned to Silva who was mopping the floor next to him and smiled: "Cuco, it looks like we're part of a pretty interesting team. ”

Silva stopped his movements, looked up and smiled happily: "Yes, the atmosphere is completely different from Celta, I think we will be able to adapt to life in Dortmund very quickly." ”

Yan Jing was also cleaning with the players, and he used his spare eyes to observe the new players who joined the team. Lichtsteiner, who is fluent in German, has already started to talk and laugh with Ricken, Silva and Villa, the two Spaniards, are smiling with smiles, and Di Maria, although he is still alone, is at least smiling at the atmosphere within the team, and he doesn't seem so out of place.

Nafir beside him smiled and whispered, "Yan, your plan is working well, it's much more useful than everyone introducing themselves one by one." ”

Yan Jing tilted his head: "I have to thank our birthday star for creating this opportunity." ”

Everyone cleaned up together, and soon the locker room was brand new again, and the aunt left satisfied.

"Okay, then you remember to come over at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. ”

Everyone brought their own things back to their respective homes to find their own mothers, Ge Ce received a call from his father saying that he was coming to pick him up, Yan Jing said hello to him and went back by himself.

Under the boss, even ordinary training is so much fun, ah, how good! Götze stumbled out of the training ground humming a little song contentedly, and soon he saw his father's car.

Götze hurriedly trotted over, and he watched the backseat door open and slipped inside.

"Jurgen, let me tell you, today's training was really interesting!"

"Really?"

Eh...... this voice......

Gotze looked up in surprise to find that the Strus he had met last night was sitting in the passenger seat.

Strus smiled at the surprised Gotze, "Good evening, Mario, I'll be your agent from today onwards." ”