Chapter 79: Nutritionist

On Sunday afternoon, Zheng Zhiben wanted to go to Yang Chen ’s house, but when he walked out of the house, he saw a small car parked at the door of Yang Chen ’s house 100 meters away. A woman came down from the car, and Yang Chen ’s manner was quite intimate. With arms around Yang Chen's shoulder, he walked into the house with a smile.
Zheng Zhi stopped and he couldn't make a light bulb.
But, what did Mao see the day before yesterday evening?
Brother Yang seems to have a different woman every time she takes home ...
He lived here for two weeks. This is the third woman Yang Chen took home. He has a short hair, a long hair, and a blonde.
In this respect, he admires Yang Chen more ......
Wu Di seems to have done his hair in the morning and has not returned, he can only go shopping alone.
He subconsciously wanted to dig out ...
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Did not expect to walk on the streets of Frankfurt, and some fans knew him. A 40-year-old male fan took the initiative to say hello to Zheng Zhi.
"Hey, Zheng, I did a beautiful job yesterday."
"Hey, hello, thank you."
"Unfortunately, you will not be able to enter the next game, otherwise we should be a lot easier playing Nuremberg at home."
Zheng Zhi still knows a little German. It ’s no problem to say hello, but he quickly explained in English that he is not good at German.
He didn't understand this sentence.
Was embarrassed, and the fan didn't understand what he said in English.
Fortunately, at this time another fan came, and then helped Zheng Zhi explain it.
"Fight Nuremberg?"
"You can rest assured that without me, the team will also win Nuremberg."
Zheng Zhi is still very familiar with the impression of Nuremberg. The relegation opponent that Frankfurt killed at that time was Nuremberg. Nuremberg finally ranked 16, and Frankfurt ranked 15th, just relegated.
"They started well, but after all, their strength is limited, and we are improving, we now have 7 points."
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Is just a very plain encounter.
7 points, Zheng Zhi suddenly realized that it is not right, this time it is not necessary to relegate, maybe the performance can be improved, how short-sighted to be a relegation team!
After Zheng Zhi walked into a supermarket and purchased some daily necessities. There will be no competition in the next two weeks, and training will be left. The next ten days are all international match days, the team has no match, and even if
Frankfurt club has few internationals, so there is no leave for these ten days.
The opponent is a relegation competitor like Nuremberg, and Emmant Trout must be ready to fight hard.
So far, the goal of the club has been relegation, there is no other non-divided thinking.
But for Emmant Trout, the most frustrating thing is that Zheng Zhi was suspended by a red card, and he can only use other players in the choice of midfield.
If Zheng Zhi did n’t have that red card, how good it would be to win the city of Nuremberg at home.
But now he can only go the old way, he can only choose one of the other players to partner with Schneider.
And Zheng Zhi can not enter the main lineup, only as a sparring partner.
The effect is definitely different from before. The effect with and without Zheng Zhi can be clearly seen. Emmant Trout nagged the red card more than once ...
Every day after finishing training with the team, Zheng Zhi went to the gym alone to practice for another hour. He now wants to grow his body and become stronger.
He needs strength, enough strength to compete with any Bundesliga player.
Often the gym staff is off work, and Zheng Zhi is still training. Even Zheng Zhi was a little embarrassed and affected others to get off work.
Finally, he discussed with the staff. He continued to stay and practice, and he turned back to clean the sanitation and lock the door.
Anyway, his life is not as colorful as Yang Chen, so he can only stay in the gym.
When he returned home, Wu Di had already prepared the food. Sichuan men would cook, and the house was full of vegetables. Even Yang Chen would often come to rub the rice, and every time he brought a different woman.
Zheng Zhi has a large amount of food and consumes too much energy on the training ground. He urgently needs nutritional supplements. But Zheng Zhi is very picky and doesn't eat everything. He also gave Wu Di advice that he should strictly follow the nutritious recipes provided by the club and not always cook Chinese food.
"Professional players, it is better to have a fixed nutritional supplement. Now that we are young, we may not see it. When we get older, the gap will come out."
Yang Chen looked at Zheng Zhi with surprise, and said, "Your kid always talks in an old-fashioned way, like talking to my parents. I really doubt if you are eighteen."
"Why are you so harsh?"
"Even if the food doesn't taste good, what's the point of living?"
Yang Chen felt disapproved.
"In foreign countries, it is a kind of happiness to be able to eat good domestic food, you cannot kill this good!"
For food, Yang Chen absolutely supports domestic production.
But Wu Di did not blindly obey, he felt that Zheng Zhi said more reasonable.
If he came to Europe for gold plating, he wouldn't go to the muddy water.
The next day, he quickly went to the club ’s dietitian according to what Zheng Zhi said ~ EbookFREE.me ~ asked for a three-day meal recipe.
It turned out to be a tragedy. He didn't understand Western food. But he quickly hired a dietitian from the senior talent market to cook for Zheng Zhi.
Since he wants to do it, he will be the most professional. He puts his treasure on Zheng Zhi.
The treatment is not cheap, but Wu Di is willing to give up the blood.
As a result, Yang Chen, who came to dinner that night, was depressed.
Also has a dietitian, this old Wu is too serious!
"Old Wu, did you really hire him a dietitian?"
"This is over, what shall I eat?"
"Otherwise, he eats his. I eat it with you? Won't you eat Western food too?"
Wu Di smiled.
"Of course I eat Chinese food."
"But I also asked the dietitian to make a western meal for you. I think Zheng Zhi makes a lot of sense. As a professional player, you should follow the rules of sports more strictly, otherwise your body may break down by the age of thirty. . "
Yang Chen was silent, and he understood the truth, but he didn't take it seriously. He felt that as long as his life was regular, his body would not be worse.
Was originally lonely in Germany, eating some dishes of the motherland, that is a solace.
But since Wu Di spoke, he said nothing more.
Wu Di glanced at him.
"I will tell you something."
"About Schlapner."
"Schlapner?"
"It's a bad thing, a bit bad."
Yang Chen raised his ears, his relationship with Schlapner is so good, what can be bad?
Without Schlapner, he could not come to Frankfurt yet. No matter how bad things can go, as long as they can play football.
"You say it."