The next day, under the guidance of Gentel, he went to the training base of the Bundesliga club Stuttgart, and saw Charles, a partner in Gentel's mouth, a guy in charge of foreign affairs at the gate.

Middle-aged people with low heads and big belly, always with a smile on their faces, looked very mild, but Zeng Ke always felt weird, feeling that this guy is not like a football worker, more like It is a smiling Maitreya Buddha. If it is in China, it is estimated that this kind of dignity can be offered to the temple.

"This is your base supervisor? It's as fat as that, so it doesn't look like sports."

Zeng Que questioned Gentle, and Gentle patted him on the shoulder funnyly, reminding him softly: "Don't look at Charles's appearance is very ordinary, but he is a famous elf ghost, business matters, no No one is better than him. With him, we have never suffered a loss in terms of external exchanges and negotiations. "

Speaking of which, Gentel urged again, "Yes, don't tell him he's fat in front of him. Charles cares most about others talking about his body."

Zeng Ke laughed absurdly, and it was not fat to say that it was so fat ... I just wanted to ask, is it interesting to live in my own fantasy?

Of course, Tucao Tucao, although Zeng Ke is a stab, but he is not a second sister. He came here for trial training. Charles is the leader, and he will need to rely on others later, so he cannot provoke others.

"Gentel."

"Charles."

Thinking about it, Charles had come over with a few young people carrying sports bucket bags, and greeted each other with enthusiasm.

Zeng Ke looked up at the young people and nodded secretly. Obviously, these people also came to Stuttgart for training and were regarded as Zeng Ke competitors. This is just his own idea. It is estimated that in the eyes of others, he is at all Even competitors can't stand it. There is no way. Others have been trained in European football powerhouses for so long. A kid who came out of the football desert said that he was going to snatch the "post" position with them. It is estimated that no one will change. Will be in your eyes.

Sure enough, Zeng Ke looked at others while several young men were also looking at him, but only a few breaths of effort, the other side lost interest, gossiping with self-care, and did not take him seriously. mean.

Zeng Ke smiled, didn't care, and looked around his neck.

"This is the teenage genius you brought back from China?"

After the chill, Charles focused his attention on Zeng Ke's body. His face still had a sullen smile, but he was shaking his head. He was not tall enough and not strong. Standing in a loose look, he couldn't see it. There is nothing special about it.

Although not very optimistic, Gentle is the leader of their team, and the facts of the past have fully proved that Gentle is really unique in seeing people and digging for good seed, so Charles still smiles. Xiangzeng Ke held out his right hand: "Hello, Zeng, I'm glad to meet you. I'm Charles, a very aristocratic name, but obviously, I'm not a nobleman. Ha, just kidding, I believe we will be in the next days. Have a great time together. "

Charles's attitude showed nothing wrong, but Zeng Ke was still a little upset. He just caught the clear tone of Gintel 's questioning and the imperceptible contempt in his eyes. He smiled. Mimi, MMP in her heart, once reached out with a "friendly" hand and held it: "Hello, fat!"

Gintle frowned, and saw Charles apologize and nodded to Zeng Ke, then looked at Gintle in wonder: "What did he say, Gintle."

"He speaks Czech, oh, he's saying hello to you: It's a great honor to know you, Mr. Charles." Gentle talked solemnly, and touched the sweat beads that didn't exist on his forehead. At a stretch, this guy was really uneasy. Fortunately, Charles didn't speak Czech.

"Ha, a very polite young man, I like it very much." Charles said again with a smile.

"I like you too, fat man!"

Zeng Ke continued to smile.

Gintel was about to faint. Nima, it's not enough to call someone fat once. Now? Also added the word "dead"? I said, uncle, are you picking things on purpose? Do n't you think they do n't understand what you say, and you can arrange it as you want, and they have to talk to you with a smile, so you 're so cool, right?

Grass, I have never seen a shameless person like you!

"Oh, he said he likes you too, Charles."

The word "dead fat" was automatically ignored by Gintel, and seeing Zeng Ke opened his mouth and wanted to talk, Gintel couldn't help it, covered his mouth and said to Charles, "Okay, time It's not early, it's important to do the business first, and the rest, wait until the trial is over! "

Although it is not clear why Gentle was so anxious, Charles still nodded with a smile and said to Zeng Ke: "When the trial is over, let's talk and understand each other."

Zeng Ke, who was covering his mouth, said, "Yeah!" "No problem, fat man! I like to arrange other people while others don't understand, smile and chat with me."

...

"Mr. Dietmar, sorry, please allow me to leave for a while, you know, I ..."

Stuttgart's training base is in a dense and dense forest, and on the forest path, a silver-haired old man and a beautiful young lady are walking in the middle.

If you have been here, you can recognize at a glance that this old man is the old man Ditmar who was forced to drag across the road outside the airport.

Speaking was Ditmar's female assistant and his niece Hirna far away.

Women, there are so many days in each month, this is not, Hirna's relatives have just arrived in the past two days. This is why outside the airport, Ditmar agreed with Zeng Ke who issued the "woman, your name is trouble". But I didn't expect ...

When thinking of the inexplicable Oriental boy, Dietmar couldn't help his toothache.

With a wave of his hand, Dietmar said, "Go ahead, Hirna, I'll go out by myself first. You're done, just drive the car over."

"Ok."

Hilna responded quickly and stepped outside.

Looking at the niece's figure, Dietmar shook his head with a wry smile, walking slowly forward.

But only a few steps away, the wrong expression appeared on his face, a face that made him hate his teeth, and a face came out of the forest, beckoning at him, his face was bright.

"Hi old man, what a coincidence!"

...

Time back to five minutes ago.

Zeng Ke, who entered the training base with Gintel Charles and his party, suddenly stopped. The reason is very simple.

"Helping others, please support Ditmar with reduced mobility. Mission reward, five hundred reputation points!"

"Promoting the spirit of helping others is a gift that we deserve. Come on, boy, the next Lei Feng is you!"

Zeng Ke was dumbfounded, MD, is it helpful? Well, shouldn't it really be a fake system or a good person system? First to help the elderly cross the road, and first to help people with mobility problems? Nyima, good people do n't live long, have n't you heard the famous saying that has left behind for thousands of years? Who wants to be Lei Feng? I don't know if Lei Feng died early!

Wait ... eh? Why does it look like Ditmar again? That bad old man?

Zeng Ke inquired in his mind, and it was confirmed that he was assisted by Ditmar.

"It's a coincidence that this is the old man again. I said that this guy is really hostile to the system. Why did he find him every time? Hey, isn't this the boss who asked me to brush the equipment? That's it Boss is getting older, and it doesn't seem to make much sense to repeat it. "

Zeng Ke sighed in his heart, but did not let go of the task. Such a simple task is nothing more than barrier-free points, not white or brush, Lei Feng he did not want to be, but occasionally a guest appearance is still possible, anyway, this is the point of prestige that comes to the door, he has to decide.

"I go to the bathroom!"

Zeng Ke greeted Kintel and hurried away.

"Hello, do you know where the toilet is? Don't run around, wait for Stuttgart later ... Hey, the toilet in the base is not in that direction ..."

Gintel shouted behind him, but Zeng Ke ignored it and ran away in no time.

After looking around the training ground, Zeng Ke finally found that familiar figure in the forest.

"It turns out you're here, ha! Fame point is here!"

...

"Hi old man, what a coincidence!"

Hearing such a voice, and looking at the face in front of him that caused his toothache, Dittmar almost didn't go crazy.

"You ... you ... why are you again? "

"Isn't it me?"

Zeng Ke stepped forward with a smile, and he waved his hand, as if greeted an old friend with enthusiasm.

"You ... what do you want to do? I ... I'm not crossing the road today!"

Dietmar was frightened by Zeng Ke's ridiculous laughter, but he knew that the guy in front of him had some abnormal brains. Isn't this nonsense, who would help an elderly person cross the road? And it is the case that others do not want to cross the road at all!

Watching Zeng Ke approaching, Ditmar moved his feet backwards, but didn't want to. He slipped under his feet and fell to the ground, suddenly covering his sprained right ankle.

"You fell? You got hurt? That's great ... No, it's unfortunate!"

Zeng Ke is still weird. Ditmar in front of him looks fine. Where is the inconvenience? It turned out to be good. As soon as he came to the other side, he fell down and got hurt. But, did this not become inconvenient immediately?

Zeng Ke's eyes lighted, and the look towards Ditmar was exactly looking at a moving reputation point, and he kept coming forward to hush and ask: "I'm not here to help you cross the road, ha, I like to help others Music, no, you always fall and get hurt now. Come here, I will help you up. By the way, you can always come here, presumably also a fan, I must be here to watch the player training. I happen to be Come and come, I will help you to the sidelines. "

With that said, regardless of the other party's willingness or not, he carried the old man on his body, and Ledian Ledian went far away.

"You ... I ... I'm not going to the training ground. I just came from ... you ... you ... you're a snake disease!"

Ditmar, who was carried on his body, kept screaming, but Zeng Ke turned a blind eye and walked vigorously.