The next day, the two got up early and headed east, across the parks on both sides, across the Rhine, to the small German border town of Kell, where they re-embarked on the highway and embarked on a journey to watch the World Cup while traveling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, this World Cup is not exciting.

There were too few goals and not a single hat-trick was scored, saving McDonald's $1 million, because McDonald's had promised to donate $1 million to the children of that country whenever anyone created a hat-trick.

The stars are old, Zidane, Ronaldo, Figo, Kahn, Nedved, Beckham, Totti, Crespo, Cafu, Carlos, Larsson, Ljungberg and others are past their prime.

The new star is too grumpy, Messi, Ronaldo, Kaka, Robinho, Aimar, Rooney and others are collectively lost.

The game was too boring, and according to the history of the previous life, Italy's victory said it all. But this is also the last World Cup of Ronaldo, the last World Cup of Nedved, the last World Cup of Piero, the last World Cup of Figo. The farewell of England's golden generation, Portugal's golden generation, and the Czech Republic's golden generation have made this World Cup full of different colors.

Reeves came to see this World Cup with a nostalgic mentality, and it doesn't matter how exciting the game is, the key is the mood and perception of watching the game, as well as Sigrid's company. After that night, Reeves's mood changed, and he turned out to be a little out of place in the world, and he saw everything like a passerby. Now that he is fully integrated into this world, there are parents who love him, girlfriends who love him, and most importantly, they love them. Now his personality has changed, he has become cheerful and optimistic, and his face is full of smiles. Since you have come to this world, you have to enjoy everything here, enjoy family, love, and football.

Sigrid has also seen the changes in Reeves these days, and she is relieved, Reeves was always a little melancholy and intoxicating in the past, but more worrying. Now it seems that I have grown up overnight, and I am more cheerful and attractive. Sigrid saw it in her eyes and rejoiced in her heart.

For a few days, Reeves and Sigrid drove around Germany, lingering on all kinds of food, pinning on the roadside scenery, and savoring a different kind of World Cup trip. Before I knew it, the day of the final was approaching.

Berlin, Italy vs. France.

After the semi-finals, Reeves and Sigrid arrived in Berlin, where they stayed in a hotel and spent their days in the city.

The true soul of Berlin isn't revealed until after sunset, and the city is known for its uninhibited, uninhibited nightlife, especially in the World Cup.

In the evening, Reeves and Sigrid rented two bicycles to travel around the art capital, which is actually a small city in Berlin, and walked along a long Kurfürstendamm Kurfürstendamm Kurfürstendamm before arriving at the famous Potsdamer Platz.

Potsdamer Platz is divided into two main districts, named after the developer's companies: Sony Center and Daimler. Criesler City.

Reeves and Sigrid parked their bikes outside, squeezed into the crowd, laughed and walked all the way to a makeshift indoor soccer field, which was specially built in the square during the World Cup, a little shabby, surrounded by a thick plastic transparent baffle around the edge of the field, like an ice hockey rink, and inside was a standard futsal field.

Outside the stadium was already surrounded by circles of spectators, and Reeves managed to escort Sigrid to the edge of the field.

Seeing the scene on the field, Reeves couldn't help but ignite interest, it was not futsal that was going on, but a PannaKO match,

Panna is a new way to play street football that originated in the Netherlands. Panna is a Dutch Surinamese slang term (originally meaning "goal", and by extension, treating your opponent's legs as a goal), meaning to pass the ball between your opponent's legs (i.e. through the gear). Unlike a football game, Panna is all about individual skills. In Panna, a subtle dribble is ten times more important than a goal.

PannaKO, also known as PannaK.O., is a type of competition in which two players face off against each other one-on-one in a limited venue. Score a goal and get a point. However, if one of the players is crossed by the opponent before the end of the match and controls the ball, the team that is blocked immediately loses, regardless of the score. (After the ball has crossed the gear, the ball must not touch the fence or wall until you control the ball again; And when wearing gears, the opponent's feet can't leave the ground too high), as the outcome of PannaKO's bout can't be predicted until the final end. Therefore, it is widely popular with street football fans.

Reeves has played street football for a while, but he has never touched Panna, and the 1V1 game in the field is very lively, a man about 30 years old is trying to compete with a teenager, and the 30-year-old man controls the ball to wear the boy through the crotch after a few gorgeous small movements. Ko then rubbed the ball up and made a PATW movement in the air, flipping the ball upside down and holding it in his hand to enjoy the cheers of the crowd. Like a king, he is very arrogant. The audience was mostly young people, and when they saw such an action, they were not disgusted at all, and the cheers were even louder.

After the loser was gone, no challenger came up for a long time. Reeves heard a student-looking girl next to him say that this was the 25th challenger of the day, but none of them beat the 30-year-old man on the court.

Reeves was a little eager to try it after hearing this, he used to play street football when he was bored, but he rarely competed with others, but today he rarely met a street ball master, so he naturally wanted to go up and try it.

After saying a word to Sigrid, Reeves walked along the plastic baffle to the entrance of the stadium, opened the plastic door, and walked in. When the man saw someone come in, he saw that it was a hairy boy he had never seen before, smiled softly, and casually smashed the ball at Reeves. The ball was a bit fast, and it went straight to Reeves' chest.

Tempting? Reeves thought in his heart, but his body did not slack off, he lightly cushioned his chest to meet the ball, and removed the force on the ball, the football hit the chest, as if hitting a sponge, without the slightest rebound, and stopped in front of the chest for a while, the football fell down the body and on the instep, Reeves started around the ATW, wrapped the ball around, and changed to another direction, making an AHTATW.

AFTER A COMPLETE SET OF SKORAMOVE WAS DONE, THE CASUAL EXPRESSION ON THE MAN'S FACE DISAPPEARED, AND HE BEGAN TO BE CAUTIOUS, THIS TEENAGER'S BASIC SKILLS ARE VERY GOOD, THE DIFFICULTY OF THIS SET OF ACTIONS IS NOT VERY BIG FOR HIMSELF, THE DIFFICULTY IS TO DO IT SO CASUALLY, THE MOST RARE IS THE ACTION OF UNLOADING, UNLOADING THE BALL IS NOT HALF A METER AWAY FROM THE BODY, IT IS DIFFICULT TO FIND, AND THIS KIND OF UNLOADING DOES NOT REBOUND IS NOT WITH A FLEXIBLE INSTEP, BUT WITH A CHEST THAT IS DIFFICULT TO OPERATE.

In European streetball, he knows everyone with good ball skills, but he has never seen this person, could it be from the Americas. The man was puzzled.

Reeves looked at the ball at his feet, smaller than the official match ball, canvas ball skin, dragon logo and bright red, it is the artifact of street football MONTA, Reeves is very familiar, this is a brand created specifically for street football.

This red MONTA ball is a freestyler series designed specifically for freestyle football. It is lighter than a normal ball, has good elasticity, and is suitable for aerial action. Reeves started to feel a little uncomfortable, and did a few more fancy bouncing moves to get used to it.

The puzzled man walked over, shook Reeves' hand, and with a friendly smile on his face, introduced himself, "Edward Van Giles." ”

Edward Van Giles, a Dutchman, is the world's No. 1 street soccer champion with three consecutive Nike Pannako World Championships.

Edward thought that when he heard his name, the young man in front of him would either look adoring or be taken aback. But to his disappointment, Reeves had never heard his name and didn't know the weight of it, so Reeves just said with a polite smile on his face: "Napoleon Reeves." ”

Anyone who doesn't know the name Edward van Giles, boy, do you still play street football? Edward thought carefully about the name Reeves in his mind, and had no impression, it seemed that he was indeed not a person in the street football world, this circle was not big, and anyone with good football skills had some reputation, not to mention that this kid didn't even know the name Edward Van Giles.

The two never knew each other, so naturally they didn't talk much, so after shaking hands, they stood aside and prepared to kick off.

Edward thought highly of himself and conceded possession to Reeves.

Reeves knows very well and is not polite, if he lets the opponent tee, with the performance he has seen before, maybe he will leave the court in a round.

Flicking the football, Reeves walked towards Edward, not fast, like a walk, and when he reached a distance of two steps, he flicked the ball to the right, his body accelerated violently, and strode away.

Edward chuckled in his heart, he was so easy to deceive? How can such a small space rely on speed to pass people, the next step must be to pull the ball and turn around and break through from his right side. Hmph, underestimate people, young man. Just follow all the way, not easy to kick.

Sure enough, Reeves caught up with the ball with his right foot, pulled back, used his left foot as a fulcrum, turned around, pulled the ball in a semicircle, and dialed it to Edward's right side, seemingly ready to break through from this side.

It's you, Edward roared in his heart, and moved to the right, poking his toes at the ball.

It's you, Reeves smiled, turned his right foot into a pull, pulled the ball back again, moved his body to the left, and the ball moved to the left.

Not good, scammed. Edward's heart sank, and his right foot stopped, but it was too late to retract it, and he used the poked right foot as a support, and his left foot was sealed to the left.

It's good, deceived it. Reeves was overjoyed, crossed the ball with his right foot, pulled the ball back for the third time, lifted the ball into the air with a small movement, wrapped the ball around the ball with one foot, made half an ATW, and hit the front and top of the football with his heel, the football was forced through Reeves's crotch, hit the ground between the two, bounced up, and passed through Edward's crotch. Edward didn't hold his body and fell backwards as the ball went through, and in Edward's disappointed eyes, Reeves caught up with the ball and fired a furious shot into the net.