Ender's Football

This is exactly what Loel saw when he came to the indoor football stadium in the center of Munich:

In front of a door frame of the football field, Sieghard is concentrating on the football placed on the white penalty spot in front of him. His golden hair is shining in a beautiful arc under the indoor lights. Bright light, eyebrows slightly raised, but his expression is very serious, his eyes are piercing.

Suddenly, Sieghard moved.

He raised his left foot and lightly kicked the football from the penalty spot with the arch of his foot from below. The white ball drew a rainbow-like arc in the air and hung straight into the net from the upper left corner of the goal.Although Ander who was standing in front of the goal had already jumped up, his open hands failed to block the ball, instead allowing the football to pass over his head very easily.

Sieghard laughed immediately.

"Ender! You should jump a little higher! And the ball's landing point must be judged accurately!"

He laughed very nicely, his blue eyes were bent into crescent moons, and the corners of his mouth curved into an undisguised arc.

Since he was injured, it was the first time that Loel saw such a clear and sincere smile on his face, and the melancholy that haunted him in the past seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant.

"Got it!" Ender jumped on the spot twice, crossed his hands, and put on a warm-up gesture, "This time it doesn't count! Come again!"

Sieghard's smile got bigger again: "This time 1:0!"

"Okay, okay, I can barely count you as winning, but I have to explain one thing, I just warmed up, and I will get serious now." Ender put on a look of "I can't stand you", he obviously did it on purpose Made Sieghard laugh, and also achieved his own goal.

The two boys started playing again.

Sighard shot nine times with his left foot, not only in the usual penalty style, including a beautiful curve ball and a slightly heavier direct hit, but even played a very smooth feint - with the left He pretended to shoot with his feet, and then tapped his toes on the ground when he was about to touch the ball, tricking the goalkeeper into making a save, while he took the opportunity to quickly turn to the other side and quickly poke the ball out with his feet.

Although there was a problem with the part where he kicked the ball, which caused the ball to move a bit slowly, and it almost rolled into the goal frame at a slow speed, but because Ander was tricked by a fake move in the early stage, he had already moved to the right. He made a posture of going down to the ground to save, so he had no time to adjust his direction when he fell to the ground, and the ball still rolled into the net.

"Wow!" Sighard cheered, he showed a bright smile, raised his arms, and made a celebratory gesture like every player who successfully shoots on the field, "9:1!"

Ender, who was lying on the ground, tilted his head to look at him, and there was a smile on his face: "Congratulations, Seeger, for winning against a rookie goalkeeper like me."

After celebrating, Sieghard walked towards Ander with his right leg brace, then stretched out his hand to lift Andra who was getting up from the ground, and patted him on the shoulder because he fell to the ground. Ash rubbed against him, and said in a good mood: "Don't be discouraged, you are still very talented as a goalkeeper, Ender, at least you can judge the direction very well, it's just that you have no experience."

"You know that even if you comfort me like this, I can't go to the coach and say 'Mr. Tierner, I want to play goalkeeper' right now?" Ander gave some of his strength to Sieghard, and then pulled him Standing up with his hands, they pressed their palms together, his warm palm brushing past Sieghard's cold fingertips.

"If you say that, don't say it was Sieghard's instigation," Sieghard shrugged, "I'm afraid your coach will come to trouble me, because I took his best striker to another route." on the way."

The two looked at each other and laughed loudly together.

Ender thought that Sigurhard was really an interesting boy. Apart from being polite and knowing how to advance and retreat, he also had a good sense of humor.

And since he entered the football field and started to play simple shooting games with Ender, he became visibly refreshed.

"I'm right," Ender said. "Football is the best."

"Football is the best," repeated Sieghard, and he bumped Ender with his fist.

Loel really couldn't bear to interrupt this beautiful picture, if he could, he was even willing to pray that this moment would become eternal.

It had been a long, long, long time since he had seen Sieghard so relaxed and happy.

The dark-haired Asian boy seemed to have the power to make Sigerhard so happy, and he was the one Loel would pray to.

However, Loel did not step forward, but Sieghard had already seen him.

"Loel?" He walked over, and the ease and joy he felt just now seemed to have faded away. The utopian beauty was over, and reality brought him back to the ground.As he approached step by step, Loel also felt a little bit of the powerlessness that seemed real.

Such a sense of powerlessness made Loel not even want to talk about the next topic.

"...nothing, Sig," he said, "I'm just, passing by, come and see, are you all right?"

"That's not your style," Sieghard shook his head. "You should have asked me, 'Sig, why did you come here without saying hello'."

Loel sighed, "Sig, you'd probably be happier if you weren't sharp."

Sieghard gave a brief, fleeting smile, which was short and not as bright, sunny, and heartfelt as he had just been, but it has not been easy in the recent period.

"Uncle, you know I'm just joking."

Loel couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder: "If you can joke a little more, then it's no big deal not to participate in the Oktoberfest, Seeger."

Sieghard raised his eyebrows: "So you are looking for me because I slipped away from the Oktoberfest? I thought it was just a U19 player, no big deal."

"It's not a big deal, but everyone from Vogel to Mr. Summer asked me where Sighard had gone, and then I saw your text message and found that you said you were coming here."

Sieghard was surprised: "Is Mr. Summer looking for me?"

"Take a picture, I suppose," said Loel, "after all you are..."

He originally wanted to say that the members or the goalkeeper would be good, but when he thought that the current U19 main goalkeeper was Coland, Loel immediately stopped talking and did not continue.

Seeing that the topic became more and more depressing, and the relaxed smile on Sieghard's face just now had almost completely disappeared, Loel quickly changed the subject: "Who is that boy you played with? Is it your friend?"

It happened that Ender had already walked over at this time, and Sieghard turned around and introduced to the two of them: "Ander, this is my uncle, Loel. Uncle, this is Ender, my Chinese friend. "

"Ah, you are Sieghard's Chinese friend." Loel suddenly realized.

Ender was surprised: "Did Sieghard mention me?"

There was a smile on Loel's face, and that smile made Monk Ande Zhanger puzzled. He didn't understand why he smiled so...enthusiastically?And is it too enthusiastic?

"Of course," Loel said, "Did you ask about Sieghard's agent before! Let me introduce myself again. I am Uncle Sieghard and at the same time his agent. I am currently working in I□ □Company, you should have heard of our company or our players, all of them..."

"Uncle," Sighard interrupted him, "Ender has already signed a brokerage contract."

Loel paused. He knew that Sieghard was reminding himself not to be too enthusiastic, so he restrained the smile on his face a little bit, but he didn't respond with disappointment. Instead, he still said friendlyly: "Is that so? Very good, Ender, congratulations, it seems that your potential has made you shine-are you still playing in Uwensburg?"

His attitude was so natural and familiar that Ender was carried away by his rhythm: "Yeah, I'm still..."

Sighard sighed and separated them. He stood between them and said to Ender: "Well, my friend, thank you for bringing me the joy of football. I feel it, but what I want to do next is Back in the tent at the Oktoberfest - I might be an insignificant academy player, but I still have to take pictures with the team."

"Ah." Ender blinked, and he remembered that when he saw Sieghard before, he was alone outside the Oktoberfest tent in Bayern Munich, "So I brought you out of there? , Sig - sorry, I didn't know you were active, it was just..."

"No, this has nothing to do with you, Ender," Sieghard immediately denied, "It's just that I wanted to come out and get some air. In the tent, I just drink a little beer with everyone, or chat. Today, here, We play together, that's the part I enjoy the most."

"That's good," Ender said sincerely. "You are really a good player. Believe in yourself, Seager. You can do such beautiful movements with your left foot. After you fully recover, you must use your right foot." It's okay - I have to worry that you don't want to switch to the frontcourt, or I may have to lose my job!"

His last, exaggerated compliment made Sieghard laugh.

"Don't be so consoling, Ender," he said, "but thanks anyway, this is the happiest day I've been in months."

When they said this, Loel felt that the two children were about to part.

He was the first to hand his business card to Ander, and said with a smile: "This is my contact information. If you have any agent... well, or any confusion about contracts or sponsorships, please feel free to come to me, kid. Will you It is found that the large-scale broker model is very different from the broker who spreads the net like a small workshop..."

"Loel," Sieghard showed a surprised look, "what did you say we are leaving?"

Loel also looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you say goodbye just now...?"

"Ah," said Sieghard, "it just occurred to me that I could invite Ender back to the tent."

He said, stretched out a hand to Ander, and invited: "We can bring people in to celebrate together, friends can too, Ender, how about it, do you want to go to Bayern Munich's Oktoberfest celebration?"

Loel also suddenly realized, and encouraged Ender from the side: "Come on, boy, this is a rare opportunity, only once a year, if you miss today, it will be difficult for you to see so many big-name players at the Oktoberfest in the future." oh."

Ender hesitated.

He had really decided to go back, but at this moment, Sieghard stretched out his hand, and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was placed in front of him, which almost made him unable to refuse!

He remembered the football signed by the boy named Maxens when he was in Donetsk. At that time, these shining names were still like clouds in the sky and the moon in the mirror to him, but today, as long as he stretched out his hand, You can see the clouds and the moon on the horizon!

"You said you wanted me to experience the happiness of a striker," Sighard saw his wavering, and said with a smile, "Now it's time for you to experience the happiness of 'Sighard', come on, Ender."

It was hard for Ender to refuse his words.

"I have to talk to my parents..."

Loel took out his mobile phone and put it in front of him: "I'll tell your parents, I'll drive you back at night."

Well, what else is there to say.

Ender immediately held out his hand and placed it on Sigurhard's inviting hand.

Before leaving, he thought happily in his heart:

——If I knew I should bring a football, if I want to sign later, can I sign on the clothes?