[Football] Princess Sissi of the pig

~~~~~Former international footballer, best header player, rich second generation, national team manager. ~~~~~ Since going to Ram's house for dinner that day, Anne has started to care about everything about football.She flipped through the materials and newspapers, and found that Kahn's farewell match would be in a few days.And this game will be held at Allianz, and reporters from the sports section of their magazine will also report in the past.

Annie ran over immediately, coercing and luring the reporter to take her with her.It's just a matter of a press card, so it's not difficult.

She specially brought the M6 ​​that Bastian gave her, and Annie followed the reporters from the sports page into the Allianz Arena.

Anne had been here once before, in the audience.But today she stood directly on the sidelines, not far from Kahn.Looking at this huge stadium, she didn't know why she felt a surge of emotion.

The fans in the stands were singing "Kahn's Song" loudly, paying their highest respect to the goalkeeper.

In such an atmosphere, it is impossible for Annie not to be infected.

"The love for football flows in the blood of Munich people." The sports reporter said, he didn't know why Anne came with him, he guessed it was probably because he didn't buy a ticket for the game .She is beautiful and talented, and following her is not only not troublesome but enjoyable.

"Probably." Annie nodded, and she looked towards the exit of the dressing room.

At this time, players from both sides played, but this game is a bit special, it is Bayern against the German national team.And most of the players in the national team are also from Bayern, so now it looks like a training match within Bayern.

Annie saw Bastian, today he was wearing a black and white jersey, representing the German national team.The last time I met Lahm was wearing a red and white jersey, representing Bayern.

really interesting!

Annie laughed, picked up the M6 ​​in her hand, and started shooting.But her camera is not only facing the court, but the stands, the coach's bench, the referee, and the ball boy.Everything here is her material, and it is the subject of her eyes.

Because this is a farewell game, both players are very relaxed and play very freely.

Annie watched as Bastian ran over with the ball, but instead of shooting directly, he passed the ball to another player.Heart tightened, Annie stared at the ball, watching the ball roll into the net in chaos.

When Annie was happy, she raised her hands to cheer, but when she saw that the corners of the reporters' mouths drooped, they were obviously dissatisfied.The audience in the stands booed loudly, showing no face to the national team.

Everyone is German, but this is Munich, Bayern's home stadium.

Annie smiled silently, this group of people is really interesting!

Although this assist scored a goal, Bastian couldn't be happy, after all, this is Kahn's farewell game.He slid around goal and didn't intend to celebrate.

There were many reporters on the sidelines, and he saw Annie at a glance.Not just because of her red hair, but because she's the only female in it.Moreover, she seemed to be holding the camera that she had given her.

Bastian stuck there, as if roots had taken root under his feet.

Podolski ran over and yanked him, "Hey, piggy, it's still racing!"

Ram also came over. He followed Bastian's eyes and smiled meaningfully, "I'm looking at my girlfriend, you'd better go back to your place."

Podolski laughed and ran away immediately.But he didn't forget to tease Bastian, pulling his jersey and putting it directly on his head.

Both teams were acquaintances, and immediately laughed.

"Hey, the final whistle hasn't been blown now!" Kahn couldn't stand it any longer, he clapped his hands and let the group of boys return to their places.

The game continued, but Bastian had lost his mind for a long time, and he glanced at Anne from time to time.And Annie smiled at him, as if on purpose.

In the second half, Bayern relied on Klose to get back a goal, 1:1.

Kahn went off at 75 minutes, ending his football career.The whole stadium stood up and applauded Kahn.

Annie turned her head and began to point the camera at the audience.

When she was a dancer, she was also in the spotlight and received a lot of applause.But that's not the same, after all ballet is a high art and football is a carnival all over the world.

Thinking of the past, Annie felt a little moved.She picked up the camera and began to walk into the audience.She had only danced under the lights before, never paying attention to the audience below the stage, except after the curtain fell.Now she walks among these fans, and all she feels is endless enthusiasm.Countless lives are dancing wildly for their favorite team, as well as the Lion King Kahn.

For the remaining 15 minutes of the game, everyone played casually, making up the number.

After finally surviving until the end of the game, Bastian failed to find Anne.She was not on the sidelines, and he didn't know whether to go back or hide.

Bastian stood on the sidelines, he lowered his head and shook his head in annoyance.

"Hey, piggy, your girlfriend is a reporter." Gomez asked by the way as he walked past him.After they made such a fuss just now, everyone on and off the field knew that Bastian had a new girlfriend.

"Prettier than a model," Porowski agreed.

"How do you know?" Bastian still didn't understand why. He looked up and found that Annie had actually gone to the stands.She was holding that M6 and taking pictures of the fans.

"Tell the coach that I'm going back first!" Bastian didn't mind paying a fine of [-] euros. He jumped over the iron net and jumped onto the stands.

When the fans in the stands saw Bastian approaching, they immediately blocked him, asking for autographs and group photos.

Bastian saw that Anne was getting farther and farther, and he couldn't squeeze through, so he had to yell, "I'm sorry, I'm chasing my girlfriend now. Fans who want to sign autographs come to the club next weekend for a beer at the end of the street Let’s go to the museum, I’ll supply you.”

Hearing what he said, those fans dispersed. After all, marriage is a big event and cannot be delayed.

Annie heard it too, and he was so full of breath that everyone in the district could hear it.She turned around, raised the camera to point at him, and then recorded his series of movements.

"Hi, Annie." But when he walked to Annie's side, the domineering roar just now disappeared.He touched her to make sure there was no sweat on his face before approaching her.

"Do you have a car?" Annie put away the camera, she looked up at him, and thought he was cute with messy hair, "I was in the car of the magazine when I came, but they still have to interview for a while , I want to go back first."

"I have it, I have it, wait a minute!" Bastian immediately ran down the stands. He didn't actually have a car, he came by the team bus.But with so many people here, he believed that it would not be difficult to borrow a car.

"Is there a car?" Ram was the first Bastian asked for help.

"Yes, at home." Ram said simply.

"What about you?" Bastian turned his head and pulled Podolski back.

"In Cologne." Podolski shook his head, he was really helpless.

The same goes for the next few, they all came on the team's bus, how can there be private cars in this suburb.

Bierhoff came to the locker room to check the situation of these boys, and then found Bastian frantically looking for a car.He handed him his car keys without asking why.

"Oh, thank you, Oliver." Bastian jumped up and gave Bierhoff a kiss, then quickly ran back to the stands and found Annie.

At this time, the fans almost dispersed, and Annie sat alone in the stands, watching the stadium quietly.The shock brought to her by today's game was unprecedented, and she also saw Bastian in a different way than usual.Just as he had once looked up to her at center stage, now she had her eyes fixed on him.

"Let's go, Annie." Bastian shook the car keys in his hand.

Annie walked to the parking lot with him and got into the luxury car worth close to 100 million euros.Annie felt a little strange, why did this man change cars so frequently.Is it because the player's income is too high and there is nowhere to spend it?

Bastian didn't tell Anne that it wasn't his car, but that it belonged to the invisible rich second-generation former star Bierhoff.He put all his heart and soul into driving, and hoped that he wouldn't be stopped by the police again tonight.

After an hour's drive, Bastian heaved a sigh of relief after parking the car downstairs in Anne's apartment.This time it finally arrived safely, and nothing happened.

Anne slowly unbuckled her seat belt. She turned her head and licked her lips lightly, "Thank you, Bastian."

"Hehe, I'm coming back too, by the way, by the way." Bastian smiled. He looked at Anne, and felt that her eyes seemed somewhat similar to his own.But which part is similar, he has no way to judge, "I'll send you up."

Annie nodded, and she got out of the car, determined to try one last time.If it fails, he will return his house and rent it again.Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to meet again later.

Although she didn't know how long she would be in pain, she felt very uncomfortable now that it was so unclear.

Bastian walked ahead and pressed the elevator button first.

Today's concierge is still the one from last time. He seems to still remember these two people, so he has been watching secretly.

Annie ignored the man, she grabbed Bastian's hand and dragged him into the elevator.

At this moment, Bastian hugged Anne.And it was at this moment that he understood his feelings for Anne.So he didn't care about any messy things, he lowered his head and kissed Annie directly.

Annie kicked her toes and jumped directly onto him.

A football player, a former dancer, any difficult moves are normal for them.

Bastian hugged Annie's waist, he turned around and walked out of the elevator.

Annie hooked his neck with one hand and took out the key with the other. Her dexterity helped a lot at this time.

Opening the door, the two fell directly on the sofa.

Bastian didn't think about anything, he acted on instinct.And Anne was the same, she just felt that the night was extraordinarily hot, as if she was in the Sahara instead of Munich.

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