[Football] Princess Sissi of the pig

~~~~~ Man, how can you not be honest. ~~~~~ Bastian felt that he saw Anne, her red hair was too conspicuous, and there were very few fans who didn't wear Bayern uniforms.But the fans in the stands were singing and dancing, so he quickly lost focus.

Just as he was concentrating on looking for Anne in the stands, a stream of icy liquid with fragrance suddenly poured down from head to toe, directly pouring him a chill.

Bastian turned his head and saw that Podolski and Ram were pouring beer on themselves together.

While a beer bath is traditional for their Bayern celebrations, it's not an awards ceremony!

The stadium immediately became lively, and many people started chasing teammates and coaches with huge beer glasses.I don't know who prepared it, but the beer was poured immediately after the game.

It was the same in the stands, many people poured liquids on each other, regardless of what it was.

Hevers took Annie away immediately, a scene that women would never like.

Leaving the court, Hevers took Anne to a restaurant.This restaurant is the most popular recently, and it takes more than a month to make an appointment.

But when Annie drank the absolutely healthy, zero-fat beverage that was said to be squeezed out of green vegetables, her face became almost the same color as the cup.

Hevers noticed Annie's expression, so he frowned and said, "It's a good thing we're not camels, otherwise the picture here would be too beautiful."

Annie burst out laughing all of a sudden, and she pushed the glass of drink away, "I thought Russians could swallow any liquid after eating beetroot soup."

Hevers' mother is Russian, so he will be called "Ivan", but he grew up in Germany, and only went to Russia a few times.

"Okay, let me think about it." Hevers rubbed his hands, feeling that Anne was testing his sense of humor now, "Once upon a time there was an Arsenal fan, he was a serial murderer, as long as Arsenal If he loses, he'll go out and kill right away."

Annie stared at him, thinking he was telling a ghost story.But the story is definitely not over, so she is still waiting.

Hevers was a little embarrassed, but Annie didn't smile, "Do you like football, or football players?"

"Oh, no one doesn't like Beckham." Anne smiled. She thought Hevers had exposed her "pseudo-fan" skin, "I just..., because Bayern is a local team in Munich, That’s why I’m a little bit interested.”

"I understand." Hefus nodded, he looked at the dishes that had been served, and asked the waiter to come over and pay the bill.

Annie looked at him, not knowing what he was going to do.The fact that I am not a fan is not that big of a blow, and I am about to leave immediately.

"Let's go and drink beer, this is definitely not enough." Hefus stretched out his arm to Anne.

Annie immediately took his hand. She is not a vegetarian, and she cannot live only by chewing grass.

The two took a taxi to an old shop, one of the favorite beer halls in Munich.Because the game was just over, it was packed with fans, most of whom were still wearing Bayern uniforms.

Annie sat down and ordered a bottle of dark beer first.She looked at the waitresses in the store and felt that their monthly salary must be higher than her own.

"What you're good at is a happy and lively crowd." Hevers took out a camera from his bag and handed it to Anne.

Annie looked down and saw another classic film camera.If you can’t afford it, you can pick it up and play with it.She holds up the camera and starts looking for angles.

When she got the focus, she unexpectedly saw Bastian.

He has already changed his jersey, but there are still many players around him, looking for his autograph, group photo, and a glass of beer by the way.

The light was so dazzling that Anne only pressed the shutter and put the camera down.She shrank her neck and hid herself in the crowd, "I'm too hungry, let's eat first."

Hefus felt that she seemed to be avoiding something, but with so many people here, he couldn't see who made her face change drastically.

But this question didn't bother him for too long, because the Lord came over directly.

"Hey, Annie, you're here too." Bastian had seen Annie just now, most of them were fans here, and she was dressed so brightly, and she was already pretty, It's hard not to see it.

"Is it only possible to come wearing a Bayern jersey?" Annie raised her eyebrows and asked in a deliberately bad tone.

"Of course not." Bastian saw Anne's expression and knew that she must still be angry. He sat down in the chair opposite her, and suddenly realized that there was someone sitting there.

"I forgot to introduce, Huffman, this is Bastian Schweinsteiger, an official player of Bayern's first team." Anne looked at Huffman and said to him.But she didn't introduce Huffman to Bastian, so she drank by herself.

Huffman coughed lightly, stood up and shook hands with Bastian, "Ivan. Huffman."

"Are you a photographer?" Bastian saw the camera on the table. He hadn't seen Annie take this camera before, so he had an intuition that it belonged to Huffman.

"Yes." Huffman nodded, and moved the chair back, "Sit down, our Munich hero."

Bastian was not polite either, he sat down directly and ordered another glass of beer.

Anne poked the bread on the plate with a fork, making the plate creak.

Huffman suddenly understood what the two were doing, and he felt as if he had become a light bulb by accident.In order to avoid embarrassment, he took the initiative to speak again, "Bastian, when did you and Annie meet?"

Bastian opened his mouth, but when he saw Annie staring at him, he quickly closed his mouth again.

"We are alumni of the middle school, that's all." Annie said lightly.

"Wow, I'm so lucky to be alumni with Bayern players." Huffman felt a little helpless. Although he was good at coaxing girls, now that there was a sudden extra man, he couldn't do anything.

So having finished the meal as quickly as possible, he was ready to leave.Annie was obviously in a bad mood. She told Huffman that she wanted to go for a walk alone, so she didn't get in his car.

Bastian deliberately pretended to celebrate with the fans as they left, but he kept following them.After finding Annie walking away alone, he immediately chased after her, "Hey, Annie, are you going to take a walk to lose weight?"

Annie became even more annoyed when she heard Bastian's voice, but she felt that with her current physical strength, she might really be unable to get rid of him, "Why, are you full?"

"Who is Huffman to you?" Bastian ignored Anne's question and asked directly.

"My boyfriend." Annie said casually.

"No way, isn't he gay?" Bastian didn't believe it.

"Who told you that? Anne stared at him in disbelief that he was attacking her rival's sexuality.

"Isn't it you? You said that the people in your magazine are either women or gay." Bastian did remember, and he remembered what Annie said clearly.

"Oh!" Annie said angrily, but unexpectedly he took it seriously, "He is not a member of our magazine, he is just a photographer hired by the magazine."

"Oh, you're learning photography from him?" Bastian asked tentatively. He actually didn't believe that Huffman was Anne's boyfriend.If it was really a boyfriend, he would never let his girlfriend walk alone in the middle of the night.And it's an immigrant area nearby, so it's not so safe.

"He will guide me occasionally." Annie shrugged. She actually didn't have any affection for Huffman, but because of his excellent photography, she had a little admiration.

"What do you think of my performance?" Bastian immediately confirmed that Huffman was not Anne's boyfriend, so he stopped talking about his drawing, and turned to himself.

"How did you know I went to the game?" Annie asked back. She noticed Bastian's smug face. She must have discovered some details, otherwise he would not have asked such a question.

"This." Bastian stretched out his hand, took out something from Anne's hair, and placed it in front of her.

Annie took a closer look and found that it was a piece of paper.The color of the paper is red and white, which is exactly the kind that was carried in the salute that the fans brought themselves.

She took the piece of paper and nodded slightly, "Huffman took me there, anyway, he bought two tickets."

The topic went back again, Bastian was a little depressed, "Is he pursuing you?"

"At least he didn't give me a camera worth thousands of euros." Annie turned her head to look at him with a smile in her eyes.

"Oh, it's only second-hand." Bastian shrugged, pretending not to care.

"Are you always like this?" Anne asked.

"How?" Bastian didn't know what she was asking.

"Maybe you are too famous now." Annie turned her head and sighed softly.

"Actually not." Bastian scratched his ears, a little aware of why Annie was angry, but he felt that this was not the source of his anger.As for what the reason was, he really couldn't figure it out.

"Forget it." Annie ignored it and continued walking.

Bastian didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to leave, so he had to follow behind her at a distance of about five meters.