"Hey,"

"Who's that?"

"Isn't this the latest Volkswagen W12?"

Deisler's eyes were fixed on the yellow convertible, forgetting that the two skewers of barbecue in his hand were almost on the coals.

Barak's eyes narrowed, and he looked at it too.

"It should be Zheng,"

"This guy said he'd drive over today."

"Ah, he's so rich, he can afford a W12, I think I'll have to save for a year to afford it." Deisler has a bitter face, he is the most outstanding young player in German football, but if he wants to buy a sports car, he can't even think about it now, unless the club immediately gives him a salary increase, otherwise he will not dare to play like this.

"Isn't it ......" Barak licked his tongue and took a bite into the skewer.

"So we have to transfer, go to big clubs, get a raise, buy a sports car."

While they were chatting, Zheng Zhi and Klose had already put the car away, got out of the car, and walked towards them.

"Who's that guy next to you?"

"I don't know."

Speaking of Klose, no one knows anyone anymore. Barak also took the initiative to greet Zheng Zhi.

"Hey man,"

The two of them slashed their right fists, "I'll introduce you,"

"Sebastian Deisler, my good brother."

"Zheng, I've talked to you many times before, and he also advised you not to rush to make a comeback."

Zheng Zhi smiled and stretched out his right hand and took the initiative to shake it with Sebastian Deisler. Deisler, who is also only 18 years old, has clear eyebrows and eyes, as clean as clear spring water, and is as handsome and elegant as his ball style.

"This is Miroslav Klose. My club teammate and friend. ”

"Hey," Klose waved his hand, looking quite shy, in front of the two German super-first-class rookies, he suddenly felt quite humble, originally his career and life tracks were different, but Zheng Zhi pulled him into this circle.

"Klose? Oh, come to my senses, I watched you play yesterday, your first time at Eintracht Frankfurt, congratulations on becoming a professional footballer. ”

Barak took the initiative to reach out a big hand......

In this way, the four of them became familiar with each other.

"Sebastian, didn't your girlfriend say she was going to bring a few sisters? Won't let our plane go? ”

"No, they're on their way."

"Ah, I can't wait." Barak looked up at the sky, "Let's have some beer first." ”

With that, he walked in the direction of the foam box and brought four bottles of beer from it.

"Beer, barbecue, beautiful women, perfect weekend, just a beach ......"

He threw a bottle in the direction of Zheng Zhi and Klose, and Klose opened the lid of the beer and dried it in one gulp.

Drinking beer in the winter and wanting a beach, what kind of thinking is Barack, I can't keep up with it at all.

"Zheng, isn't German beer to your liking?" Barak frowned.

"No, no, no, beer is good, it's just not good for health, and I rarely drink alcohol unless I come across a day that's quite worth celebrating."

"Then the four of us are here, and it's a day worth celebrating?" Deisler laughed.

Zheng Zhi was slightly stunned, and felt that it made sense. The fact that four people could stand together here is really unimaginable.

"Okay, you're right, then I'll drink a little, just a bottle?"

"I have to take responsibility for my career."

"Okay, we're not drunkards, but it's a good day, congratulations to Sebastian on returning to the training ground, may the injury be away from us forever."

Barak held the bottle aloft.

Only then did Zheng Zhi and Klose know that the days were so special.

Maybe Klose has a shallow understanding of Deisler, but Zheng Zhi is familiar with Deisler.

Deisler, who was also born in 1980, is half a year older than Zheng Zhi and has come from the youth academy of Borussia Mönchengladbach Football Club in Germany. Serve as a right midfielder and midfielder. Just this year, Deisler was promoted to the first team of Mönchengladbach to start his career, and his performances in the first few games immediately caught the attention of the whole country, and he is not known as the future leader of German football, the successor of Mateus......

Well, there are indeed quite a few successors to Matthaus, Schneider, Deisler, and Balak.

Originally, Zheng Zhi wanted to ask Schneider to come with him, but Schneider wanted to accompany his girlfriend, so he missed the opportunity for the core gathering of the new generation in Germany......

Unfortunately, Deisler retired at the age of 27 due to injuries and depression due to injuries.

Zheng Zhi's eyes were a little complicated when he looked at the three people in front of him, Deisler was the saddest, Barak was the saddest, but it was Klose, who was a late bloomer, who mixed the most perfectly.

If life could be rewritten, I hope everything can be better.

He also raised the wine bottle in his hand, and then chimed in:

"May injuries and illnesses always be away from us,"

"May we all have a great career!"

"May we all have a great career!"

"Cheers,"

"Cheers!"

……

Soon, a group of beauties came, and they didn't seem to feel cold on a cold day, all of them were wearing tight jeans, dressed up in fancy clothes, twisting their waists and walking this way. But the eyes were quickly attracted by the W12 parked next to it, and they all watched.

Barak immediately called out in a low voice.

"Oh, buy karma,"

"Look,"

"A man has to have a sports car,"

"Look at their eyes, it's hotter than the sun in the sky, and I bet I'm just walking by and taking a picture of their PIGU right now, and they won't resist."

"I don't believe it." Deisler shook his head, "You're going to get beaten." ”

"Sebastian, look at it, I'll bet with you that I'll shoot those two blonde girls at the same time, and there will be absolutely no problem."

"Okay, I'll bet on you."

"Zheng, give me the car keys, don't be a goof, just say the car is mine."

Zheng Zhi threw the key into his hands.

Barak grabbed it in his hand, then whistled and walked over with a smile......

The other three were all waiting to see how Barak would be slapped in the face by the two blonde women for a while.

Seeing that Barak was about to walk behind the two blonde women, Barak stretched out his palms left and right.

syllable

syllable

Almost at the same moment, two big hands slapped it fiercely. The beauties immediately subconsciously shrank and dodged, and then turned around.

At the same time, Barak was playing a trick, with an extra bunch of keys in his left hand.

The three guys in the back had already stretched their necks and waited for the following.

"Hey,"

"Beauties,"

"Would you like to try my new car?"

"I can take you for a ride."

Yes?

Zheng Zhi and the others were stunned, and then there was no scene they expected.

There was no scolding, and there was no slapping in return......

In front of the tall Barak, the beauties were transformed into docile little lambs.

Is that okay?