[Football] King Of Europe

who is it?

He is sure that he is familiar with no one in Bayern Munich. To them, he should be a stranger. Why do some people keep their eyes on him?

Sebastian tried to pretend he didn't notice, but the gaze stayed on him.There are Porto teammates in front of and behind him, but that line of sight is coming from the right, so there is no possibility that his teammates are looking at him.

He bent down, pretending that his shoelaces were loose, and carefully tied the shoelaces with his head down, but even so, the man's eyes did not divert.

No way, buddy...

Is he so good-looking, is it worth being so persistent?

After tying his shoelaces, Sebastian stood up and turned around pretending to be inadvertent, turning his head just to the side facing the Bayern players.

It also happened to be squarely facing the person who was looking at him.

Sebastian's brow twitched indistinctly.

He knew who this man was.

The brown-haired young man may not have thought that the object he was observing would suddenly turn his head, which caught him off guard.He was a little flustered, but soon, he forced himself to calm down and showed a friendly smile to the boy.

No matter when, there is nothing wrong with smiling.Although he can't do anything else, he can still do it with a smile.

Sure enough, the boy smiled back at him, lowered his head again, and began to carefully arrange his jersey with both hands.

This made him heave a sigh of relief, it seemed that the action he observed just now was not noticed by the boy.Although he didn't think it was a wrong move, but staring at the boy for so long... After all, it was still a bit inappropriate.

Someone patted him on the shoulder.

The brown-haired young man turned his head and found that it was his teammate.He has strong muscles and a tall figure, which is enough to imagine how tough his style of play will be, but now, he has a smile on his face.

"...Michael?"

"Sebastian, you have been looking over there just now... what are you looking at?"

"Oh Michael, nothing...just looking around."

But Michael refused to let him go. As he spoke, he turned his eyes to Porto's side. At this moment, he found that the young man who had just been observed had hidden behind another person.

His eyebrows were drawn together, which was a precursor to frowning.But there was nothing unusual in his mouth, instead he had a mocking smile: "Let me guess... Are you looking at that 'child living overseas'?"

——Child living abroad, this is the name given to the boy by the major German media after the conflict in Porto.Of course, whether it is praise or derogation, it is completely unclear.

The brown-haired young man nodded invisibly, and shook his head again. There was an unfathomable melancholy in his face.He took Michael's hand and motioned him to turn his body around and stop looking at Porto.

However, his strength was not comparable to Michael's at all, so he could only watch helplessly as his teammates still cast their eyes on that side.

"Hey, Sebastian, why are you so nervous... We haven't played against Porto before, so what's the matter now? Anyway, they are in Germany, and they have already stole the limelight."

The brown-haired young man shook his head and pushed him, trying to drag him back.But his teammates were physically stronger than him, and it was obvious that he failed.

Therefore, he could only let his teammates act.

God forbid, that kid didn't hear it.

Michael's eyes had been glued to the boy's body before, and finally, he was finally willing to move his eyes away, sweeping from the Porto dragon's head to their tails.The brown-haired young man finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was going back to the team.No mistakes are the greatest luck!But he never thought that his teammate's eyes turned to the boy again.

God, this really isn't fun!

It just so happened that at that moment, the teammate in front of the boy who was wearing a deep purple jersey turned his body sideways. At that moment, he seemed to turn his head inadvertently.

The young man's face was fully exposed in front of the two of them, but the most impressive thing was not his gaze, but the dark circles under his eyes.

Michael was stunned, and couldn't help laughing, because the eye circles on the boy's face were so funny!No matter how you look at it, how happy you are.

He couldn't help but want to pull his other teammates, but this time, the brown-haired young man finally managed to pull him back: "Okay, Michael, don't look...he was also beaten by others! "

Of course they knew that the boy was beaten!The conflict between Porto and Hannover 96 fans caused ups and downs in Germany. As players, they naturally know it.But the key point is that although they know that Porto's people are fighting with the fans, their players have never appeared in public or been interviewed at all from the beginning to the end. No way of knowing.

Now, this group of Bayern players is also the first time I have seen it.

No one thought that the young man who was the center of the incident and made the incident a big deal in the end was actually a panda-eyed boy who had been beaten.

The brown-haired young man wanted his teammates to stop. He felt that this was not very respectful, but Michael still giggled, and even had the leisure to greet his other partner: "Rock!"

Someone in front of the Bayern team turned his head. It was a handsome man, even compared to the most prestigious Beckham in football.Seeing the unstoppable smile on Michael's face, the player named Rock was a little puzzled, but before Michael could speak, he turned his head away.

The brown-haired young man guessed exactly what was going on in his mind, and said helplessly, "Michael! Stop messing around... we're about to enter the arena."

It wasn't until this moment that the smile on his face finally stopped, and he turned his head away, pretending that nothing happened.

The brown-haired young man sighed helplessly. He felt a little uneasy, and carefully turned his head to look at the boy, but he didn't expect that the other person's emerald green eyes were also looking at him.

He froze, not knowing what the boy meant.

The behavior of myself and my teammates just now... is not polite in any case.Alas, God... He was just curious, how could he hook his teammates over!

Such a child is young, talented, and supported by the environment in which he grew up... I don't know how sensitive and proud he will be.

— just like himself.

He wanted to express it with an apologetic smile, but at that moment, the boy turned his head away.His lips that had been tightly closed finally moved, and he started talking to his teammates in a language that the brown-haired young man did not understand.

It seems that from the beginning to the end, they have not paid any attention to this side.

Time to move in.