number one striker

Chapter 84 Take it easy

6月15日下午，英格兰U21与芬兰U21的比赛率先开站。最终，英格兰U21以2:1的比分战胜对手，给自己开了一个好头。

Andy checked his facilities and equipment, they have come to Gothenburg's new Ulawi stadium (NyaUllevi), waiting for the start of the game.

Caesar and the others also took the bus to the stadium.

Along the way, Ozil watched Caesar strangely touching the bracelet on his wrist.

This bracelet is handmade at first glance, and the producer must be a little clumsy, and many places have not been done properly.

"Luther, did your girlfriend give you this?" Ozil asked.

Caesar turned around with an "ah" and said with a smile, "How is it possible, this is given to me by a 13-year-old child."

"Isn't that better?" Ozil suddenly showed an envious expression, "If you don't like her, just give me the contact information."

Caesar rolled his eyes: "Mesut, that's against the law."

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I won't take away people's love."

Sarah is sitting on the bay window of her aunt's house, looking at the charming sunny coast outside the window, swaying paint on the white paper.

The scenery here is pleasant, and the surrounding residents are full of passion, which is completely different from life in the relatively peaceful Allentown.

My aunt's cousin turned on the TV and was calling his family to watch the game.

"Sarah! The match between Germany U21 and Spain U21 is about to start! Would you like to come and see?"

Sarah didn't reply, and was using a paintbrush to draw the scenery outside the window.

The picture on the white paper is horrible, this guy really doesn't have the talent to be a painter.

My aunt shook her head at Cousin Sara, signaling not to disturb her.

The cousin shrugged, and several younger siblings held a tub of potato chips and ate them fiercely.

"Although it's just the U21 European Youth Championship, it's really lively." Andy couldn't help sighing as he looked at the crowded stands and media area.

It is rare for Sweden to host an intercontinental competition, and local residents are full of enthusiasm for it.

Soon enough, Kicker reporter Dustin Toure and Nia James, whom Andy last met, were also on the scene.

"Isn't this the ace of Bild, Hoffman Hatcher? Why, your Bild also has a sports section?"

Dustin Dull dragged his voice and said deliberately.

Andy finally understood what Hatcher meant by "arrogance".

Hoffman Hatcher smiled and said: "Both each other, I don't even know that "Kicker" still recruits entertainment reporters."

The two seemed to be old acquaintances, and they immediately had a verbal battle.

One mocked Bild for being unprofessional, and the other mocked him for being unprofessional.

Andy and Nia James looked at each other helplessly. These two guys couldn't stop for a while.

"Yes, right here, wait a moment to record our winning scene."

A wave of seafood-flavored English rushed over. The German foursome looked over and saw two fat black-haired men placing equipment. Hoffman, who had experienced many battles, could see the logo on the camera at a glance.

It was a reporter from Marca.

The four immediately formed a united front and started a verbal battle with the Spanish reporter.

Leaving aside the matter of the media for the time being, we can't always count the number of words in the media.

Kaiser and the others have arrived at the stadium and are changing in the locker room.

Neuer and the others were talking and laughing, and they didn't look nervous at all.On the contrary, Kaiser himself seems to have returned to the first Bundesliga game.

Although it is also a game, the attention and intensity this time is not comparable to that of the Bundesliga.

Although this body is German, Caesar has no sense of belonging to Germany, and he fights more for his own glory.

"Luther!"

Caesar looked over and Ozil gave him a piece of chewing gum.

"You look like a chick at a nightclub for the first time, relax, it's just a game."

"That's right, show off the momentum you had when you were fighting with Kevin Boateng, or just like Mesut did every time, just treat the other party as a **** to be raped tonight." Khedira and Ozil are both descendants of Turkey, and the relationship between the two has an extra layer than others.

"That's right, today's target is the Spanish girl. I have to show some momentum, otherwise I will become a man and woman." Ozil showed off his muscles, although he didn't have two pieces.

Caesar was not nervous at all after being made such a fuss by them.

"Let's go!"

Royce was lying in the hospital, and his family came to be with him.

"Marco, don't worry. Work hard next season and go to the World Cup next year." His mother comforted Royce in this way, and the latter nodded, while the camera focused on Ozil who was warming up.

This guy didn't know if he knew that he was being watched all over Europe, so he spit out the chewing gum in his mouth and bumped up with his knees and shoes.

"Wow! This kid is quite powerful." Mrs. Royce said in surprise.

Royce thought sourly: What are you showing off?

In the next second, he saw his friend Caesar.

Caesar had long heard that Ozil was very good at juggling chewing gum. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he became very playful and shouted, "Do you dare to juggle two at the same time?"

"Come, come! I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Caesar spit out his own mouth "bah", Özil caught it with his knee, and at the same time he jumped up.

Caesar tilted his mouth, how powerful this guy's ball feels.

Enough of the limelight, Ozil kicked up two chewing gums and put them in his mouth.

"Uh Mesut, one of them is mine."

Ozil was taken aback for a moment, then covered his stomach and vomited wildly.

"Hahahahaha, you idiot, I want you to show off!" Khedira witnessed the whole process from the side, and even called his teammates over, and everyone started laughing wildly.

"What are these idiots laughing at?" Assistant Mark was a little worried, whether they had relaxed too much.

Hrubesch said: "Isn't that good, a good mentality is the key factor to win the game."

And the Spanish U21 on the opposite side was also confused by the idiot tactics of the German team.

The game is about to start, what are you doing?

Raúl García Escudero, from Atlético Madrid, sullenly wondered if the guys really took them seriously.

"Let them look good later!" Raul Garcia said viciously, while Bojan Krkic Pérez (Bojan Krkic Pérez) standing next to him looked very relaxed.

"oops!"

Accidentally, Bojan kicked the wristband to Raul Garcia's face, and immediately hid aside with his tongue out.

(End of this chapter)