Ice Shooter of the Green Field

Since the first day of school, Irene hasn't come to look for Zize again, and only occasionally met in school, and she just said hello politely and left.

Zize's classmate told him that the father of the brothers and sisters had come to the school to make trouble when they were in junior high school, so their reputation has not been very good. Since Meier entered the youth training of Mainz, he simply stopped going to school.

After the training, Qi Ce came to the restaurant to work as usual. In Huangji, Qi Ce's main job was just to wash the dishes. If there were not enough staff in the front office, he would help out. Although Qi Ce himself was more interested in cooking, but If you really want to do it, you can only beat it. In Germany, if an unemployed person without a chef qualification certificate is found out, he will be held legally responsible.

Today’s job is to prepare drinks at the bar. Chinese restaurants don’t need to mix drinks, just bring the drinks to the waiters according to the quantity of the order. The other thing is to cut the fruit, play with the fruit plate, and use the juicer to get some juice. It is difficult.

"Ten bottles of dark beer, a jug of freshly squeezed orange juice!"

A young female police officer put the tray on the bar, then leaned on it: "Ah Ce, look at the people over there, they are a bit scary."

"Just do your own thing." Qi Ce quickly dragged out a case of beer from the refrigerator, opened the package, took out ten bottles of beer from the inside and put them on the tray, and glanced in the direction the waitress said.

That man is... Meyer?

The freckled boy with blond hair was sitting with four or five young people. He looked a little reserved from his appearance on the training ground.

Qi Ce peeled the three oranges, threw them into the juicer, and then lowered his head: "Sister Xiaolan, go and listen to what they are talking about."

The young woman is Li Lan, who is studying at the University of Mainz and also works part-time here.

"Fuck you, I don't want to go, what are you doing listening to them?"

"Didn't you go to order just now?"

"That's no way, they called me, can I not go?"

"Anyway, help me pay attention."

Qi Ce remembered hearing rumors about the Meier brothers and sisters at school a few days ago. They swear that Meier was related to the underworld. mind.

"Xiao Qi, do you know that boy? He seems to be talking about a transfer or something. He should also play football? Your team?"

Half an hour later, Li Lan came to the bar to pick up fruit again, and asked secretly.

"Well, I know that person."

"They sound so fierce. If they ask him to transfer to some team, it seems that he can get money."

Qi Ce, who was cutting the watermelon, stopped for a moment: "Transfer? They are managers? It doesn't look like it."

"The boy seems to be very afraid of them. I don't know if I heard it wrong or what. They should be threatening him."

Zize frowned. As a youth training coach in his previous life, Zize knew very well that Maier was very talented. Although he was not a particularly professional coach, he could still see this level of talent. If he develops normally Entering the national team is not a big problem, but Qi Ce has never heard of such a player in his previous life, so maybe the problem lies here.

However, I am afraid that is the end of it.

Qi Ce nodded and said, "Thank you Miss Xiaolan, I'll see if there is any tofu left in the kitchen later, and I'll get you some tofu curd."

"Hee hee, thank you Xiao Qi."

Zize raised his head and glanced at Meier. He was talking to several people with a hesitant expression, but it was obvious that he was in a passive state.

All I can say is, it's none of my business. Zize thought so in his heart.

Not only because Meier is an annoying guy, in fact, as an "adult", Zize doesn't care about some of Meier's problems, or he doesn't care much about most of the people around him. The only thing he cares about is the present Stage to kick the ball well.

It has been such a long time since I traveled back, because Qi Ce has caused many changes in other people's life trajectories, most of which should be in a good direction, but to put it bluntly, it is just by the way, as long as you make yourself better, the people around you will naturally be better. It will be affected, and Zize doesn't mind helping them if it's not troublesome, but the current situation is indeed a bit too much.

No matter what, you have to think about yourself first! They all have the system, and the system doesn't care about other people's lives, as long as they play well, it's better not to get involved in these troublesome things.

[System task: Help your teammate Victor Meyer avoid committing crimes. 】

WTF?

Zize didn't cut the fruit either, and directly entered the virtual court.

Indeed, when the system mission was launched just now, Qi Ce carefully read the mission description with wide eyes, and he was sure that this mission did control the lives of others, and it was that annoying Meyer.

There is also a failure penalty for this task. If it is not completed, the system will deduct the right to use two skills. At present, Qi Ce only has three skills, the birth of a new star, precise shooting and the wind of recovery. Deducting two directly is simply a pain in the flesh .

Is this system sincerely against me? Zize now extremely doubts this.

Through the mission description, Zize also probably knew the origins of the group of people around Meier. Of course, they are not gangsters, at best they are just a group of gangsters, hooligans, scammers, and not even managers, but it is obvious that, If Meier continues to stay with them, it is easy to go down the road of crime.

[During the mission, in order to prevent possible dangers, you will acquire a temporary skill: Advanced Fighting Technique. 】

ah this...

On the second day of training, Zize took the initiative to find Meier, which surprised him a bit.

"What are you here for?" Meier still looked aggressive, but Qi Ce always felt that his spirit had been extinguished a lot, and he didn't know whether it was the influence of those people, or after being transferred back to U15, Maier I have no confidence to speak.

"Are you going to transfer?" Zize asked, ignoring his attitude.

"This...who told you?" Meier was startled when he heard this, and his voice lowered: "Don't talk nonsense!"

In Germany, you must be at least 17 years old to sign a formal full-time contract. Players under this age can only sign youth player contracts. Semi-professional players do not have a formal contract relationship with the club, so it is not possible for players of this age to sign contracts. A transfer fee needs to be paid, but in order to prevent the young talents of the team from being directly poached, UEFA has very strict signing conditions for young players, and there will be a so-called youth training compensation fee.

The "transfer fee" that Mainz signed Qi Ce was actually the youth training compensation fee, and after reading the mission description yesterday, Qi Ce knew that the gangsters' abacus was the youth training compensation fee.

"From what I've heard, it's not important. What's important is that you don't be fooled by those people."

"No, it's very important. Who did you listen to?"

"Are you really going to transfer?"

"I ask you who did you listen to!"

Qi Ce sighed, if it wasn't for this ghost mission, who would want to deal with this guy...

"I also know some friends who are very well informed in this regard."

"Are you talking about a friend...a person who is well informed about transfer news, or..."

"It's almost as you imagined, I can't tell you who he is."

Meier's expression was very complicated. He suddenly didn't know how to face Zize. The boy who defeated him on the field not long ago appeared in front of him at this time, and asked himself straightforwardly about his recent major and difficult choices.

Maybe that wasn't an option either.

"I may have to transfer. You hate me. You should be happy now. The guys here seem to like you more, but I will prove that I am better than you."

If I had to choose whether I liked you or hated you, I would definitely choose the latter, but that's not the question now. What I can tell you is that you have been scammed. "

"What's the meaning?"

"Those people who let you transfer, who are they?"

"This has nothing to do with you!" Meier looked flustered.

"You can't guarantee whether they will actually help you with these things, can you?"

"I said, this has nothing to do with you!"

"What about your family? It has nothing to do with them?"

Hearing this, Meier really looked into Zize's eyes: "What do you want to say?"