After attending the commercial endorsement event, Marc invited Pamela to find a place to have coffee together.
Pamela hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
They arrived at a nearby cafe, took their seats, ordered coffee, and then began to chat.
"When you just invited me for coffee, I was quite surprised."
"Ah, why?"
"Because I'm used to planning everything out and rarely make last-minute decisions. Or rather, many German girls are like that."
"It's a good thing I didn't have work or a photoshoot today, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed..."
Hearing Pamela's explanation, Marc suddenly understood:
"So that's how it is!"
"So, if you want to invite a girl for coffee next time, it's best to make an appointment in advance."
"Haha, then I'll make an appointment with you in advance next time."
Hearing this, Pamela met Marc's deep green eyes and suddenly felt a little shy, involuntarily looking away:
"That would be best, otherwise, if I happen to be filming a video or working, I'd have to stand you up..."
"...So, all those videos of yours, your brother helps you film them?"
"That's right."
"Speaking of which, you could also try filming some daily videos, like vlogs."
Marc was a bit confused by Pamela's suggestion:
"Vlogs? What kind of content would I film?"
"Just casually film your daily life. I think many fans and supporters are very interested in what you do off the field."
"I usually just rest and exercise at home, occasionally go to a friend's house to play games together. There's nothing particularly interesting."
"Perhaps these things aren't special to you, but it's a way for you to build a connection with your fans."
"Moreover, for many fans and supporters who follow you, it's also a way to get to know you more deeply. My channel also grew little by little this way..."
"Sounds interesting, I'll consider it..."
As they chatted, their coffee cups were emptied.
At this point, Pamela suggested they go for a stroll together.
Previously, whenever she came to Berlin, it was always for work.
She would arrive in a hurry and leave in a hurry, never having the chance to calmly explore this international metropolis.
Marc, who had nothing to do for the moment, naturally agreed happily.
Speaking of which, the last time he came to Berlin for an away game, he didn't stay long either.
Today, he could take advantage of his day off to explore properly.
And with a beautiful woman by his side, it was even better!
However, what they didn't expect was that with the airing of Rexona's commercial, Marc's fame and popularity had significantly increased.
Especially Marc's black hair and green eyes, which were highly recognizable.
Coupled with Pamela, a well-proportioned blonde beauty, walking beside him, their Return rate (rate of people turning their heads to look) was extremely high.
Soon, Marc was recognized by a Hertha Berlin fan.
Facing the request for an autograph, Marc naturally agreed happily.
Compared to their crazy enthusiasm inside the stadium, German fans in daily life are very reserved.
Ultimately, people in this country are very rational.
Germans are accustomed to solitude and consider social interaction a private matter.
Therefore, that Hertha Berlin fan also hesitated for a long time before approaching Marc to say hello.
After signing the autograph, Marc wanted to take a photo with him, but to his surprise, the fan directly turned and left, seemingly afraid of disturbing their date.
This surprised Marc a little.
Moreover, Marc's fame had not yet reached the level of a household name like Müller or Götze; not everyone recognized him.
After the small interlude, the two were able to continue their stroll.
They first visited the Brandenburg Gate, then Unter den Linden, and then Gendarmenmarkt, where they explored the spring market.
Unknowingly, the two found themselves on Kantstraße in West Berlin.
Kantstraße is located in the city center of Berlin, Germany, and is named after the philosopher Immanuel Kant.
In the 1920s, the street was lined with Chinese shops and restaurants, and many Chinese students concentrated their residence here.
Even the premier surnamed Zhou once lived here and participated in revolutionary activities with friends on multiple occasions.
Although it couldn't be called Chinatown, it had already become a gathering area for Chinese people in Germany.
Chinese restaurants with Chinese signs, milk tea shops, and the yellow skin and black hair visible everywhere instantly gave Marc a strong sense of familiarity, much like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.
At this moment, Pamela, who was beside him, suddenly spoke up:
"Marc, you told me before that your father is Chinese?"
"Yes."
"Then you must speak Chinese?"
"Not only can I speak it, but I can also read and write it."
"What does it say on that sign?"
Following Pamela's finger, he looked to see "Pearl Milk Tea" prominently written on a neon sign!
"That says 'Pearl Milk Tea.' It's a popular drink in Asia, which is milk with tea, and there's also an ingredient inside. It tastes sweet..."
"I've heard of it, but I've never tasted it. I wonder what it actually tastes like..."
"Do you want to try it?"
Hearing this, Pamela looked at the people queuing in front of the shop, clearly intrigued.
However, her long-term healthy eating habits still made her ask first:
"Is its sugar and calorie content high?"
"You can choose the sugar level. The calories shouldn't be high; you could probably burn them off with a set of warm-up exercises."
"Then I'll try it, three-tenths sugar will be fine."
"Okay."
Having reached an agreement, the two went to queue in front of the milk tea shop.
Then, when it was their turn, Marc stepped forward and skillfully ordered in Chinese:
"I'd like one hot pearl milk tea with full sugar, and one hot one with three-tenths sugar."
"Okay, sir. That will be XX euros in total..."
Marc directly paid the bill. Pamela didn't stop him but smiled at this gentlemanly gesture.
After receiving their pearl milk teas, Pamela immediately took a sip:
"Delicious!"
"This taste feels even better than hot chocolate!"
"I think I've fallen in love with it..."
Walking a bit further, Marc saw a poster of Bruce Lee in a yellow jumpsuit on a storefront.
And on the sign, four large characters were written:
"Jing Wu Martial Arts School!"
What the heck?!
Seeing the Bruce Lee poster and the words "Jing Wu," Marc's mind was instantly filled with related movie scenes.
And he had a sudden thought, recalling Ibrahimović training karate to improve his flexibility.
He could totally train Chinese martial arts to improve his balance and flexibility!
Chinese martial arts were far more advanced than something like karate!
Thinking of this, he spoke:
"By the way, Pamela, didn't you teach me how to do balance training online before?"
"Yes, I did. Why?"
"From what I know, Chinese martial arts are profound and extensive, and there are many training methods specifically for improving human flexibility and balance..."
He paused, then pointed to the sign with "Jing Wu Martial Arts School" carved on it, and asked:
"That's a martial arts school up there. Shall we go up and take a look?"
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