Exclusive Shot [Soccer]

Paris' Champs Elysees dazzles everyone with its stylish shops and wide variety of merchandise.Gerhard and Neuer were wandering in the night with a lot of newly purchased goods in their hands.Many men or women passing by on the road were attracted by Gerhard's shrunken face, but this guy didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and happily walked back to the hotel with Neuer.

Neuer and Gerhard have been in the same room all year round, and the same is true for the national team this time.Gerhard likes to sleep by the side of the window, Neuer likes to sleep against the wall, these two people get what they need, so the relationship has always been good.Neuer had a new girlfriend, and called Gerhard to help her buy gifts together.Gerhard was very happy when the time came, and the two of them walked out the door arm in arm.

But this is a pain for Muller. The two sets of poker cards he got off the plane will really be played by no one.Muller's roommate is Kroos, who is calm and self-possessed. Calling him to play cards is a fantasy. Naturally, Muller will not look for him, and instead likes to find the same noisy Gerhard.After arriving in Paris in the afternoon, Muller packed up his things and knocked on the door of Gerhard's room.

As a result, it is conceivable that they were rejected, because Neuer and Gerhard had already gone out for a shopping spree.When Gerhard is shopping, he pays special attention to some of his views and behaviors, especially aesthetics and preferences.He was a straight man before, so his aesthetic standards and preferences are standard straight men.Now since he fell in love with Cassie, he is also paying attention to himself, whether he is a natural gay.

result……

Of course no.

When shopping with Neuer, when they see beautiful women with big breasts and buttocks, they will stare at each other and give "you know" together.But Gerhard has no interest, he just appreciates it, and still thinks his Cassie is the best.

But he also admires other women, which makes Gerhard himself not confused, maybe he is still bisexual

Neuer could see that Gerhard had something on his mind, but he didn't point it out. Since Gerhard didn't want to tell him, he must have his own considerations.So Neuer silently expressed his support, (although he didn't know what it was.)

Of course, when the two of them were having fun together, Neuer knew that Gerhard was still Gerhard, and that was enough.Neuer likes this friend very much. Even though he is usually unreliable, Gerhard is much more reliable than ordinary people at critical times.

As soon as Gerhard came back, he was stopped by Muller, and he was going to take away everything after giving it to Neuer. Gerhard naturally guessed the purpose of Muller calling him, and hurriedly said to Neuer: "Tonight you Go to bed yourself, I'll be back later."

Neuer is used to going to bed early, and Gerhard is light-handed every time and will not disturb him, which is why Neuer is willing to share a room with Gerhard.

Muller took Gerhard and did not go to his room, but to Hewedes' room.Gerhard looked at the name posted on the door of the room and knew that his old captain must live in the same room as Hu Mei. These two veteran ghosts must not be able to bear it tonight, so eager to find him to play cards.

After entering the house, Gerhard found that his guess was true. On the table made of two bedside benches, there was already a pile of cards played by three people. Hummels saw Gerhard coming, and the excitement began. Rubbing his hands together, he seemed ready for a big fight.

Höwedes watched Muller bring people in with a smile, and immediately said: "Close the door, close the door." He looked at Hummels and Gerhard with a guilty conscience and laughed endlessly.

Muller smiled like a cracked winter melon and asked: "Hit what?"

Hummels thought for a while: "□□"

Gerhard laughed arrogantly. Last time Hummels was beaten upside down by himself, he took off his underpants, probably because he was afraid that he would count the cards again. □□Starting with 4 decks of poker, it is much more difficult to calculate than the last time I ran faster with 2 decks.

Do you think this will stop you from counting cards?too naive!

Gerhard didn't speak, and sat opposite Hummels maliciously, intending to eat him exclusively.Hummels didn't believe that there were people who could calculate four decks of poker with mental arithmetic, so he sat opposite Gerhard with confidence.

At this point, Mueller poses the question: "What are we betting on?"

That's right, it must be too low-end to bet on anything in a hotel. Everyone is a player, and the money must not be too bad. It's too unchallenging to bet on this.If it’s gambling on grilled pigs, it’s not going to be outside, it’s definitely not exciting enough. If you’re all teammates in a hotel, you’ve already seen what you should have seen when you were taking a shower together, so there won’t be any attraction at all. .

what bet

……

Gerhard looked at Hummels on the opposite side and suddenly thought about it with evil intentions. All of their team members have been forced to eat grass by the nutritionist these days, and they supervise each other and are not allowed to eat meat. Whoever buys meat will be unlucky.

When he thought of the delicious fried chicken and the shiny chicken legs, Gerhard had a ghostly idea.

"Whoever loses will order the fried chicken and bring it to the room." Gerhard looked at his watch, estimated the time, and tried to order the fried chicken when the head coach and the others fell asleep.

Hewedes wanted to object at first, but the word fried chicken had already seduced a lot of saliva in his mouth, so he gave up after thinking about it.

Müller eats anything but fried chicken is even better

Hummels, like Gerhard, is a carnivore. When he hears fried chicken, his eyes light up and he wants to raise his hands in approval.Now that the gambling money has been decided, the four of them immediately started their own fried chicken plan.

Two hours later, when Hummels depressedly ordered fried chicken in his not-so-fluent French and it was delivered to the hotel, he knew that Gerhard's mental arithmetic skills were really terrible.

Muller looked at Gerhard wishing his eyes would shine, and kept

On the sidelines, he wanted Gerhard to teach him how to count cards in his head, but Gerhard said that at least it would be possible if he had a good background in mathematics, and Muller was thinking about whether he should teach himself to let him Headache math.In the end, Höwedes was full of anticipation thinking about fried chicken, and the whole person fell silent.

The four of them continued to play cards in the room, but they were all a little absent-minded.At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room, and the four people in the room suddenly looked like rabbits in a frying pan, and immediately jumped up in fright, grabbed the cards on the table and were about to hide them under the quilt.

"Mueller, it's me... I'm here to deliver what you bought."

This voice... The four people in the room suddenly looked at me and I looked at you. Of course they all recognized that it was Ozil's voice.

Gerhard thought for a while and pushed the old captain Hewedes. After all, this room belonged to him and Humei, and it should be the two of them who opened the door.

Hewedes thought for a while and cautiously went forward to open the door, as if a wanted criminal hiding in a hotel reacted to someone knocking on the door.But when he really saw Ozil standing at the door holding a big bag of fried chicken, Hewedes immediately pulled Ozil in and closed the door quietly.

"Why did you send it up?"

Mueller couldn't bear it anymore, and asked.

"I just came back and saw the fried chicken delivery guy at the front desk coming to your room. I felt like stopping him. The front desk was about to ask the coaching staff, so I said I just brought it up."

After hearing this, Hummels almost hugged Ozil. He didn't expect it to be so troublesome to bring in fried chicken, and he didn't expect the coaching staff to report to the front desk of the hotel in order to prevent the players from stealing. Zier stopped, otherwise...

Ozil sniffled seeing the smell of fried chicken all over the room, then looked at the cards on the table, and laughed, "Give me some."

The four-person group of poker players in the room looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Just after they opened the package of fried chicken, the five big men in the room couldn't help but collectively took a deep breath, and then looked intoxicated, looking like a group of drug addicts.

Gerhard didn't care about dividing the chicken, he just picked up a big one and stuffed it into his mouth with a look of intoxication.Before Hummels could react, Höwedes also learned to eat chicken like Gerhard.

Müller was foolishly counting the chicken nuggets to check the order, while Ozil and Hummels were still waiting to share, waiting to eat later.

But at this moment, the door of the room opened without warning, and the smell of fried chicken wafted out of the room, which also frightened the five people in the room into a stunned state.

Cross poked his head in with a blank face, looked at the five big men in the room who were stunned like wooden chickens, walked over without saying a word, looked at the cards and fried chicken on the big table, thought for a while .

Then without saying a word, he reached out and took the biggest bag, turned around and left, closing the door behind him with a snap.

……

The five people were all stunned. Cross's move unexpectedly took away more than half of their fried chicken, and Mueller jumped up directly.

"My fried chicken—"

In the middle of the night, there was a roar, which turned on the sensor lights in the corridor, and immediately heard coughing from the coaching staff room on the other side. At this time, Gerhard stood up like a phantom, holding The fried chicken ran up to the balcony. This room was separated from Gerhard's own room by a wall, and it was a piece of cake to turn over.

Seeing Gerhard running away so quickly, Hummels immediately picked up Höwedes and jumped on the bed, covering the quilt immediately. Only then did Müller and Ozil react, and immediately hugged and jumped on the bed. The bed was covered with a quilt.

But at this time Ozil yelled a word, which made everyone shocked immediately, and the turmoil broke out again.

"Fried Chicken! Brand!"

I heard the sound of slippers from the coaching staff in the corridor. When everyone was desperate, Gerhard, who was about to turn over, ran back, grabbed the bag of fried chicken, and stuffed all the cards into the hut with one hand. Myers quickly flipped out of the balcony from under the quilt.

The people in the room saw me dumbfounded, it was amazingly fast!But in the next second, all the people fell on the bed and pretended to be asleep the moment the door opened, especially Hummels' snoring.

The coaching staff opened the door, looked at the dim room, and then smelled the delicious fried chicken smell that filled the room.