Ender's Football

Because he was still bringing the children with him, Ender didn't go to Sighard after the game.

He took the three children by the hand and sent them home safely, then carefully prepared snacks and drinks for the children, asked them to go to Helena's room to do homework together, and returned to the room to rest.

He turned on his phone, checked social media, and found that Sieghard had indeed posted a post celebrating his victory after the game. Ender liked his post, paused his fingers when leaving a comment, and finally Just sent a smiley face without any text.

——It’s impossible to say that he doesn’t want to pay attention to each other with Sighard, but... Ender didn’t have the confidence that Sighard would respond to him on the Internet, so instead of asking for attention and being rejected, he simply chose I watched silently.

The next few days were uneventful, and he continued to run back and forth between the language school and the training ground. His German level and his size gradually improved in the process, and it was no longer difficult to communicate with Mr. Tierner. He was gradually approaching the height line drawn by the other party.

On this day, Ender ended his day of study as usual, and went to the school playground to exercise with a football bag on his back.

He wore the Uwensborg orange away jersey with his number 19 printed on the back, and his name, which stood out in such a way that the boys running on the football field could recognize who it was at a glance.

Sure enough, several boys immediately stopped and waved to him, shouting, "Ender—! Come and kick!"

Ender recognized that one of them was Arantes, who was a year ahead of them, and they had played together before, so he ran over quickly.

When he ran closer, it turned out to be Arantes and his friends.

Arantes' full name was so long that Ender couldn't remember it at all, and his friends only called him "Alan".This is a boy from South America. His name "Arantes" comes from the real name of the football king Pele. Alan is very excited every time he mentions this.He was trained at the youth training base of another football club in Uwensburg. His family's situation was similar to that of Ander, and he also came to Germany with his remarried mother after his parents divorced.

Alan has the shadow of all Latin American geniuses. He loves football and has first-rate skills. He can play decently with a can from anywhere.The reason why Ender knew him was because the two often met on the school football field.

Once, they impromptuly gathered two teams to play a 7v7 match. Ander shined in the audience with his overall view, while Alan almost blinded everyone in the audience with his small skills - dribbling smoothly and dribbling. He is so cool and flamboyant, and his fellow teammate, Ender, was almost stunned. He complained in his heart that this boy seemed to know how to play football without playing a rainbow game. All kinds of fancy and flamboyant skills and kicks don’t cost money. Show off.In the end, the two of them played against the opposing team 16:0, and they have forged a friendship ever since.

Alan is indeed extroverted. In the past two years at the language school, he has been able to make friends. The boys who often play with him can make up a football team.

——Of course, this has a lot to do with Alan’s failure to pass the German level test so far and his failure to enter middle school. It's really not good, he is a well-known household with learning difficulties in language schools, and the teachers mentioned that he has a headache.

Ender greeted Alan, looked at the group of boys following him, and was surprised to find that there were not many people from the "South American Gang" playing football on the playground today, most of the boys were not there, only Alan and him A few close buddies are on the playground.

Ender pointed behind Alan and gave him a questioning expression. Alan followed his gaze and glanced at him. He said "Hi" and said indifferently, "They went to fight."

"Fight?" Ender thought he heard it wrong, or Alan said it wrong.

But the South American shrugged casually: "Yeah, fights. The Middle Easterners who just entered the school in the lower grades called Rivaldo the son of drug dealers and j/ girls, and Rivaldo scolded them back, saying they were terrorists/ /Terrorists, so—there's a fight."

Ender didn't know whether he should be surprised by Alan's understatement, or that he just told himself the matter.

"Aren't you worried that I will tell the teacher?" He narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

Alan laughed: "Please, Chinese boy! Don't be the kind of baby who goes to the teacher whenever you have a problem. You know that no one likes this kind of person, right? And let me give you a piece of advice——"

He leaned closer to Ender and said mysteriously: "Although that middle-eastern boy is indeed mean-spirited, Rivaldo's father is really a drug dealer, and you don't want to make him angry."

Ender felt that he had never thought of such an existence among his classmates in the past 13 years. He looked at Alan in surprise for a while, and confirmed that the other party was not playing with him, but serious.

Alan probably thought that Ender's expression was too funny, so he patted Ender's shoulder: "Friend, don't worry, Rivaldo is a good man, he has a good temper."

After being so frightened by Alan, Ender of course failed to kick the ball.

He rejected Alan's invitation, and went back to class to get homework alone with a dubious attitude.When I walked to the door of the classroom, I happened to see the "two siblings" who were my partner in grammar class talking in the corner of the locker.

The girl named Sara was talking very fast, like a cannonball, and she didn't seem to be taciturn on weekdays at all, while the boy named Bahza stretched out his arms with grinning teeth, waiting for the girl to give him an answer. Medication.The abrasion on his elbow was shocking, the wound was exposed to the air in a large area, the skin was completely scratched, revealing the bright red flesh inside, it was painful to see.

When Ander pushed the door, they also heard the movement here, and they looked up together at the moment.Ender was also looking at them, and the eyes of the three met, and there was a moment of silence in the air.

"...So, Sara can talk."

After a long silence, Ender broke the silence in the classroom.

His sound was like a switch, and Sarah and Bahza moved at the same time.

The girl continued to bandage Bahza, who was in charge of talking to Ender: "Of course Sarah can talk," he said in German with a thick Middle Eastern accent, "and she's learning it very well."

"...Okay." Ender didn't know what to say, he looked at the girl, she was wearing a bandage on her own, she completely disappeared from the previous chattering appearance, and Baheza also appeared indifferent .

Ender didn't know if his presence disturbed them. He walked to the locker, quickly took out his homework for today, and packed it in his backpack.

During this process, both Bahza and Sara looked at him silently, and he couldn't help but shivered his back, letting go of a chill that shouldn't exist.

When he walked out of the classroom door, Ender still felt that something was wrong.

He turned around, a little hesitant: "Well... I heard from a senior in the senior class that someone got into a fight today?"

At that moment, he felt that the brothers and sisters (suspicious) from the Middle East glared at him together.

But then, the silence in the classroom told Ender the answer, though he didn't get a single word.

Ender immediately turned his head and walked away. For no reason, he felt that staying in the classroom was a bit dangerous.

It turns out that there are really coincidences everywhere in the world...and unbelievable.

As he was walking on the road, he thought so.

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