Chapter 508: Practice the promise, it feels good to go home
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Me, Captain of China
- Big Head
- 1599 characters
- 2021-01-30 04:40:32
The latest website: Although there is no snow on the road, for safety reasons, Leverkusen's luxury bus still travels slowly south. The 200-kilometer journey took nearly four hours. When it arrived in Frankfurt, it was already It is three o'clock in the afternoon.
This is the heart of Zheng Zhi's first return to Europe. Frankfurt was the place where his first battle in Europe began and his dream started.
A large number of fans were waiting outside the stadium. When Zheng Zhi stepped out of the bus, people shouted his name. Subsequently, Zheng Zhi stopped to sign a fan.
"Zheng,"
"Zheng,"
"Zheng."
"Welcome back to Frankfurt."
"Welcome home!"
More and more fans surrounded him, and he thought it would be impossible to simply kill something. The fans here love him so much. Although he has gone to Leverkusen, they never think that Zheng Zhi is a child of someone else.
"Zheng, you will always be the best player in my heart."
Some fans wore Zheng Zhi's Frankfurt jersey on the 39th, and it seems to stay in the memories of the past.
In the shadow, the staff of CCBV5 carried the camera and microphone and walked continuously among the fans, and finally came to Zheng Zhi. It seems that they have been broadcasting live to the country.
"Zheng Zhi, when you return to Frankfurt and see the fans being so enthusiastic, what do you think?"
Zheng Zhi put down the signature pen in his hand and smiled and said, "It feels like going home."
"This kind of feeling I thought it would only come back to Shenyang, but I didn't expect to appear here, the fans were too kind to me." Zheng Zhi spoke fluent German, of course, to the Frankfurt fans on the spot Listen.
Then the CCBV reporter had to translate it for domestic fans in front of the TV.
"Bull, this German is awesome."
"I heard that Yang Chen has said that they are unfavorable until now, but they only have some simple exchanges, but Zheng Zhi is too bad. If he continues to study, should he be a school bully in university?
"Excellent people really are so good in everything they do."
"Frankfurt fans are really loving. Their love for Zheng Zhi comes from the heart. Are there thousands of people on the scene?"
After watching the live broadcast, Chinese fans were also very moved.
Zheng Zhi's statement naturally made the Frankfurt fans at the scene cheered, and one of the fans almost jumped in front of Zheng Zhi.
"Zheng,"
"Zheng!"
His throat shouted, fearing that Zheng Zhi could not see him.
The sunny smile, as long as people glance at it, will make people remember that this person is young Royce.
Zheng Zhi gently touched his head.
"Growing again."
"You remember me!" Royce was more excited when Zheng Zhi said this.
"Of course, genius football boy Royce, practice the ball well, I'm waiting for you to grow up."
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After nearly half an hour of tossing outside the stadium, Zheng Zhicai entered the away locker room, only to find that he was not used to it. He has been to the away locker rooms of many clubs, but for the first time he feels strange to the away locker rooms in Frankfurt.
I used to stay in the home locker room in Frankfurt. I really didn't know what the locker room was like. Only then did he find that Frankfurt's away locker room was too bad to be seen directly. In the dressing room, like the large domestic bathing hall, a large row of wardrobes, a row of seats, and universal clothes racks, although they are very grounded, but can not cover the difference between the away dressing room.
He really misses the locker room at home now.
Anyway, there was more than an hour before the game, so he went to the door. Without saying hello to anyone, the door of the Frankfurt home team's dressing room was pushed open.
Squeak,
The former teammates in the dressing room looked at them in full glance.
"Zheng ?!"
Although he knew that Zheng Zhi would come back, he didn't expect him to visit at this time.
It was actually Klose who rushed up and hugged him directly.
"by!"
"Quick me down!"
Before Zheng Zhi had time to sensational tenderness, he discovered that Klose's actions were too evil.
"Can you change another way of welcome?"
The locker room was almost full of old acquaintances, and he didn't speak out. "You would make many people sad. I'm not your lover."
Klose put him down, "Come on, lover,"
"You don't want me to give it away."
Zheng Zhi went to say hello to his teammates.
Shure, Brinkman, Pedersen, these are old comrades.
"You have become stronger." Coming to Schneider, Zheng Zhi stared at him seriously, then praised him.
"Both the right and the middle are excellent."
Schneider smiled slightly: "You are criticizing me."
"No, you really become stronger."
"It's done very well, of course, it should be done even better."
The young Zheng Zhi raised his right hand on the shoulder of Schneider, a few years old, and there was no strange place. It was completely the atmosphere of chatting between the big brother and the younger brother, although he was the youngest.
"Fabio,"
"Is Fengzi getting married next summer? I will come to your wedding when the time comes."
His eyes fell on the quiet Grosso, and his tone became softer.
The relationship with Grosso is not too shallow, he changed Grosso's football life in advance.
"Yes,"
"Sure, if you are willing to be a best man, I can't ask for it."
Grosso gave Zheng Zhi a thick hug.
"Thank you, my brother."
Grosso Grosso kissed Zheng Zhi's forehead again.
"grass,"
"It's too cold,"
"The Europeans, I will never learn." Li Weifeng sat on the chair, watching the club teammates interact with Zheng Zhi intimately, goose bumps. Every time Klose would do this to him, he would hide far away.
"I'm used to it, I'm used to it." Li Yin's face next to him squeezed an awkward smile. "Look at Yang Chen, every time he scores, he will enjoy such treatment. I'm glad I am a defensive midfielder, haha!
That ’s not, every time Yang Chen scores a goal, his teammate ’s spit will wipe his face. Li Yin has no such opportunity. He belongs to the kind of flowering iron tree. He does n’t score more than three goals in a year. opened.
"Welcome back."
Yang Chen's right hand and Zheng Zhi held together heavily.
This is a way for Chinese to meet each other.
"Big head, are you smiling?"
Zheng Zhi suddenly scolded Li Weifeng, but the two didn't even shake hands.
"He said that the way you interacted with everyone was disgusting, and every time it seemed like watching an island movie." Li Yin explained it next to him.
"by!"
The relationship between Zheng Zhi and Yang Chen is still normal, but the relationship with Li Weifeng and Li Weifeng is much behind. It is not a concept, so it is more casual to speak, even not to say hello.
The most embarrassing thing is Qi Hong.
Qi Hong stood behind Li Yin, looking a bit cautious.
Not too young.
But in front of these fellows, he did not have a high status. Mainly because of his psychological troubles, he felt that he hadn't kicked it out, so he naturally had little confidence to speak. He was wearing the No. 39 shirt left by Zheng Zhi, but this situation is indeed too embarrassing.
"Hongge," Zheng Zhi greeted himself.
"Hey," Qi Hong still squeezed out a smile, reaching out and holding Zheng Zhi together.
"Oh, what about that lunatic?"
madman? Of course referring to Schuster.
"He is going to prepare for the press conference."
"He said that if you come to the dressing room, he won't see you either." Klose explained beside him.
"Ah? Sure enough it's crazy. He remembers it."
"Remember what?" Klose puzzled.
"It's nothing." Zheng Zhi smiled. When he left at the end of last season, he chatted with Schuster in the stands of the Eagle Stadium. Schuster said that he wouldn't talk to Zheng before he didn't get the Golden Globe. Zhi Zhi met, now he is fulfilling his promise.
Zheng Zhi can't always tell these teammates that he must get the Golden Globe Award before Schuster will meet him. Such words are too scary and too shocking.
Open your mouth to say the Golden Globe Award? Everyone here seems to have only a little chance of Klose, everyone else is a mortal ...
"I'm gone,"
"See you on the court."
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"Bernd, you said a few days ago that Zheng Zhi's free kick shot was blind?"
"Yes,"
"Flower fist embroiders legs, flashy."
At the press conference, Schuster hit Zheng Zhi again.
"I bet that his next goal of this kind will be far away."
"how far?"
Schuster was silent for two seconds. "It takes at least thirty or fifty shots to convert."
"This kind of shooting really depends on luck."
"You have said more than once that he will get the Golden Globe in five years. Do you now think he needs five years?"
"Ah, I have to take back this sentence,"
"I now think he can achieve this achievement within three years."
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"Ha ha,"
"Teacher makes sense."
"But not absolutely."
"Who knows when luck will come? Maybe this game might come?" Dialogue ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Zheng Zhi responded to Schuster.
"Schuster said you will get the Golden Globe Award in three years, how do you think?"
"The teacher always speaks like this, that's his right. But I want to play every game down to earth."
"You mean your teacher is unrealistic?"
"No, no, no, the teacher always does everything with action. He just wanted to inspire me. I am very grateful to him. He will always be one of my best teachers."
"One? Are there others?"
"Of course, every coach in my career has been very good to me, and I am very grateful to them. All I have to do is to inspire all my potential and worthy of the expectations of them.
"I can get to this step today, it is their credit."
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