"This guy doesn't even know who Klaus Mayn is? Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it,"

"He is lying, he is definitely lying."

After hearing Zheng Zhi's answer, the reporters immediately booed him. Their first reaction was that Zheng Zhi was lying.

"Zheng, you said you don't know the lead singer of the Scorpion band?"

"I really don't know anything Klaus Mayn."

Zheng Zhi also repeated it.

"I don't listen to foreign music, so I don't know what you are talking about."

"But Klaus said he knew you."

"That doesn't mean anything. I play football in the Bundesliga every weekend. Is it not normal to know me?"

“…”

"But you did drive to Munich last week, and a reporter recognized you there, that is, you did appear on the highway, and there is a possibility of racing with Klaus Mayn."

"possible?"

"You use a possibility to question me, it's ridiculous. There are so many drivers driving on the highway, why don't you question them? Just because my name is Zheng Zhi? Maybe you ask Klaus Mayn, and he will tell you the answer."

"This question is so boring. You should continue to ask some questions about football, otherwise you can ask Schumacher, who will answer questions about racing."

...

The reporter from the Mirror was choked and thought he could make a big news. Who knew that Zheng Zhi was so capable and did not admit it at all.

"Zheng,"

“We also found witnesses.”

"And your license plate number."

"They also called the police, and the police station has records."

"What did the police say?"

"this……"

The Mirror reporter couldn't answer because the police station said it was a misunderstanding, not a racing car. But the news the reporter got from witnesses was racing car.

But the police station does not recognize it as a racing car, so what can I do?

In the end, this question can only end in failure.

...

Back in the home team's locker room, the locker room was very noisy, like a vegetable market. Shuster frowned and walked in, about to get angry, but when he saw that Klaus Mayn was here, wearing sunglasses and a headscarf, and a rock style.

"ah,"

"You bastard, you really came to my locker room."

Shuster glared fiercely.

Klaus Mayn was stunned for a moment, then walked towards Shuster with a big laugh, and hugged Shuster directly.

It can be seen that the two of them should be friends for ages.

“Birnd,”

"Ha ha,"

"It's been missing for more than half a year."

"After you came back from the United States, I suddenly felt that life was less fun."

"That guy Gandalf is talking about playing football with you every day, but he doesn't have time to see you today and ask me to greet you when he wants to him."

Mayn is a chatterbox.

“Gandalff,”

"Didn't that guy think my team loses? I'll give him a big gift this afternoon."

"At this time, he hasn't gotten up yet, lying in the bed to smoke marijuana?"

"Birnd, pay attention to the occasion." Klaus Mayn's face froze. Unexpectedly, Shuster's mouth still dared to say anything regardless of the occasion.

"Ah, Zheng!"

Klaus Mayn let go of the hand that was placed on Shuster's shoulder and walked towards Zheng Zhi.

“I often watch you play football,”

"You're a great guy,"

While saying that, he took out two cigarettes from his pocket, threw one of them to Shuster, and lit them gracefully, took a comfortable breath, and continued.

"I like you,"

"He loves Frankfurt so much."

"You have won a lot of money for me."

"Haha, especially in the game against Bayern Munich, I earned $1 million, and I will win if you buy it."

$1 million...

The paralysis, the locker room, so everyone was stunned. This guy is so rich, $1 million. It is estimated that no one of the players here can earn $1 million a year. This guy bet $1 million in one game?

However, as the lead singer of the Scorpion Band, 1 million US dollars is really nothing. You can just release a song and hold a concert and you don’t know how much you earn.

Shouldn’t this one million be given to everyone?

But Schuster was not happy again.

"Klaus,"

"Don't say this in the locker room,"

"When others heard it, they thought we were betting on football, shi-t!"

"Get out of my locker room quickly,"

"You are not welcome here."

"Also, don't admit that you have been with Zheng Biao. You are a bad old man, you must have taken too much drugs."

Shuster swears while pushing Klaus Mayn out of the door.

"Birnd, Birnd..."

“…”

The players in the locker room were even more shocked. It is estimated that only people like Shuster can scold international rock stars at will. How can anyone else be qualified?

Zheng Zhi never spoke to Mayn from the beginning to the end, and after Shuster came back, his mouth was still beating.

"Zheng,"

"Don't know this guy,"

"Take bad guys!"

"Look, why do I smoke? This guy is the one who taught me badly."

After taking a deep breath, Shuster threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it hard with his feet.

"Children,"

“It’s time to play,”

"Let them see our strength,"

"Tell them with victory that the relegation zone is where they should stay the most!"

"Zheng,"

"You know what to do."

"The Bundesliga only needs the strong and will not sympathize with the weak."

"Defeat Desler!"

...

※※※※

The two teams met in the player's passage, and Desler was quietly looking at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Klose gently hit Zheng Zhi with his elbow.

"Does he often do this?"

"I don't know,"

"Maybe he's a guy who loves to think."
To be continued...