Chapter 37: 1 handshake

"Morning, Uncle Yong."
When Zhang Qinghuan walked to the door of the kitchen, he greeted Yong Jun, the broker who was making breakfast.
"I got up so early, why don't you sleep for a while? You don't need to go to training this morning." Yong Jun asked when he looked back and saw Zhang Qinghuan.
"If I can't sleep, I don't want to sleep." Zhang Qinghuan walked to the refrigerator, opened the door to take out the mineral water, and took a sip after unscrewing the cap.
"Hey, drink hot water, drink hot water." When Yong Jun saw this, he wanted to stop it. It was too late, so he had to complain, "The stomach of Chinese is different from that of foreigners. You don't want to get up and drink ice water."
"It's different, you have to adapt to the habits here when you come here." Zhang Qinghuan laughed. "Do I have to bring an electric kettle with me when I go to play an away game? Then boil water for myself?"
"Hey, it's not impossible. There are electric kettles that are the same size as a vacuum flask on the Internet. Take one with you. When you go to an away game, you will get up and boil a pot by yourself, and then go to wash. When you finish washing, boil water. It’s burned, so it won’t delay things..."
Seeing that Uncle Yong began to nag, Zhang Qinghuan waved his hand quickly: "I have gone to wash..."
When Yong Jun saw him running away from wasteland, he laughed, and then stopped him: "Qinghuan!"
Zhang Qinghuan, who had gone so far away, turned her head back: "What are you doing?"
"congratulations!"
Zhang Qinghuan waved his hand: "Hey, where is this, Uncle Yong. It's just a ball..."
"This is not just a ball. This is the first ball. The meaning is different. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. After you take this first step, the road after that will be relatively easier." Take Yong Jun, who was wearing an apron with a spatula, said seriously.
"Yes, yes, you are right, Uncle Yong..." Zhang Qinghuan yawned and walked to the bathroom. "I went to wash."
Seeing Zhang Qinghuan's careless appearance, Yong Jun shook his head and said with a smile: "Smelly boy!"
Then continue to concentrate on fried eggs for Zhang Qinghuan.
In the bathroom, Zhang Qinghuan lowered his head and squeezed the toothpaste onto the toothbrush, raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.
There are traces of not fully awake on his face, and his facial features are slightly different from usual.
A thousand miles begins with a single step……
He thought of what Uncle Yong said to him just now.
Congratulations, Zhang Qinghuan, the first step of this journey of a thousand miles has finally taken place!
He pursed his mouth and squeezed out a smile.
The handsome face that made countless women crazy came back.
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When Zhang Qinghuan returned to the dining room after washing, Yong Jun had already put breakfast on the table and turned on the TV at the same time.
Sports news is playing inside.
It’s a show on Spanish TV.
This is also the way Uncle Yong came up with to improve Zhang Qinghuan's language ability, by watching Spanish news programs, to speed up his adaptation to the language environment.
So from the first day they came to Barcelona, ​​they did it.
And the effect is not bad.
Now Zhang Qinghuan can basically understand this kind of Spanish news with standard pronunciation and pronunciation. When communicating with Spanish-speaking teammates, there is no problem as long as the other party speaks slowly.
It was talking about the Barcelona City Derby that ended yesterday.
As the highlight of this round of La Liga, this game has attracted much attention.
After the end, it was also the subject of heated discussion.
Zhang Qinghuan's goal is being replayed.
In the video, the original voice of the narrator during the live broadcast is reproduced.
The passionate Spanish commentary made this ball even more exciting.
Even on the second day after the game, it can still make people excited when revisiting it.
"This kick is really clever. Why did you think of using a spoon to shoot it?" Looking at the TV screen, Yong Jun asked Zhang Qinghuan.
"I was thinking about hitting the opponent unexpectedly." Zhang Qinghuan replied. "And this kind of lob is the most unexpected."
Yong Jun nodded and continued: "The latest news just now, Lecco suffered a waist and rib injury and will miss a month of training games. You played well in the derby. This is your opportunity, but you must seize it. what."
Zhang Qinghuan nodded: "Don't worry, Uncle Yong. I will."
Then he said: "But in fact, I don't have a month...This is all on the 23rd, and on the 15th of next month, I have to report to the national team. How can I still play in the team for a month? Woolen cloth?"
Yong Jun grinned, swallowed the words in his heart, and changed his tone: "No matter what, the opportunity in front of you must be seized. You can play a few games, as long as you perform well, even after you finish the Asian Cup. When you come back, you will still have your place in the team, otherwise it will be really cold..."
"Um."
The two were talking, when the TV screen was switched, a scene of Hu Lai suddenly appeared.
At the same time, the news announcer said: "...This morning at 8:30, the Leeds City team set off from the UK, their destination is Barcelona, ​​where they will begin preparations for the midweek UEFA Champions League group match..."
Seeing Hu Lai and hearing these words, Zhang Qinghuan and Yong Jun looked at each other and were a little surprised:
"What are you doing here so early? Today is Monday..."
"This time is here, where to train..."
Then the two looked at each other, and both had guessed the answer.
"No?" Zhang Qinghuan was surprised.
Yong Jun asked him: "Hu Lai didn't tell you?"
"No... this kid must want to make a surprise attack again!" Zhang Qinghuan frowned.
Yong Jun laughed: "Oh, I didn't expect that one day, I would still see two Chinese players training together in Europe!"
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Hu Lai stood on the green field, surrounded by his teammates, who were curiously looking at this strange training ground.
This is the training ground of the La Liga team Sarria.
In these two days, they will be training here, preparing for the Champions League group stage with Catalonia.
In fact, this approach generally only appears after entering the Champions League knockout stage-the team will come to the opponent's city in advance to conduct adaptive training in order to prepare for the opponent in the knockout. If the city has more than one professional team, then it will choose the training grounds of other teams.
If this team happens to be the opponent's mortal enemy, that would be great.
The opposing team will be very happy to provide venues to the team so that they can train with peace of mind and defeat their rivals in the Champions League.
At this time, there is no "national interest" to talk about. They are willing to do everything as long as they can let their enemies in the same city die.
Sarria is such a "mortal enemy in the same city".
Not only did they provide a training ground for Leeds to train, they also generously provided the video of the last Barcelona derby produced by the team’s technical team to the Leeds coaching team to help them analyze the performance of Catalonia in the game. .
This cannot be said to be "righteous destruction of relatives", this is simply "an enemy"...
But in the eyes of the Sarria club, it is a very normal thing.
The hatred between them and the Catalan United can completely transcend countries.
The legendary president of Catalonia Luis Siovas once said, "I just want Sarria to die completely." So how could Sarria not want Catalonia to die completely?
If they can see Catalonia lose in the Champions League, they will be very happy.
Even if Leeds City can't beat Catalonia, if Catalonia can be embarrassed, Sarria's goal can be considered to be achieved.
For this purpose, Sarria attaches great importance to the visit of Leeds City.
At the same time, they have not forgotten what their team and the opposing team have in common-that is, they both have a player from China!
So the Sarria Club specially arranged a meeting.
In front of the reporters at the scene, Zhang Qinghuan and Hu Lai held their hands together.
They smiled, hugged, and high-five for the reporter's camera.
The Chinese reporters present were extremely excited and kept pressing the shutter to record this scene.
For Chinese football, this is a very memorable picture.
The teammates of the Chinese national team met again on the training grounds of their respective clubs. This is the phased result of the Chinese players' overseas trips to the sea.
Of course, if one day, Chinese players wear jerseys of different teams and shake hands like this on the court, then it will be a more memorable historic moment...
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"Why did you come so early?" Zhang Qinghuan asked in a low voice while smiling towards the camera.
"Isn't it for you, Brother Huan." Hu Lai also wrapped his voice behind her squeezed mouth.
"For me? Hell!"
"Two, two, let's change the posture..." As they were chatting, a reporter directed them to continue taking photos.
So the two people cooperated with the requests made by the reporters.
After tossing for a while, the reporters left with satisfaction looking at the photos in the camera.
And Hu Lai and Zhang Qinghuan finally didn't have to cover up, because the Chinese reporters who could understand them all left.
"I really did it for you..." Hu Lai smiled hippiely, "...that meal, Brother Huan!"
Zhang Qinghuan rolled his eyes: "I know, what's so special about you... No, you are still talking nonsense! Just because I treat you to a meal, the whole Leeds City team can come to Barcelona in advance? Are you kidding me? If you want to invite you, what do you mean by the whole team? Do I invite you all on the team?!"
"Ha! Brother Huan is what you said! Let me tell you that our team's fine tradition is that when I hear someone treats guests, it runs faster than a rabbit!"
"You brought this special!" Zhang Qinghuan vomited.
"It really has nothing to do with me. It was brought by the Charlie Porter of our team. I'm serious, you believe me, Brother Huan. But if you don't let you invite us to the whole team this time, you can just invite me alone. You see how nice I am to you." Hu Lai laughed and hugged Zhang Qinghuan.
Zhang Qinghuan took his hand away with a look of disgust: "A treat? Let's talk about it when you finish the game!"
"We'll leave after the game, Brother Huan... Or why do you think we should come early, just to give you a chance to invite me to dinner!"
"It's just right to leave. Next time, the next time..."
"Hey, Brother Huan, you can't learn from those white prostitutes at Xiaopo Station!"
The two were talking. The coaches of the two teams who had communicated on the other side came over. Seeing that they were talking, Clark asked Hu Lai: "What are you talking about? So happy?"
Seeing Hu Lai want to answer him, he waved his hand again: "No, no need to tell me. But no matter how happy you are, you should go back and train with the team now, Hu."
On the other side, Sarria’s head coach Casas also smiled and said to Zhang Qinghuan:
I’m sorry to interrupt the gathering of friends, but we should go back now, Zhang.

Zhang Qinghuan quickly said: "No, sir. You did not disturb us. I am indeed saying goodbye to Hu..."
Casas nodded in satisfaction: "Then let's go."
Zhang Qinghuan turned his head and said to Hu Lai: "Oh, it's really a pity this time. You guys came and went in a hurry. You have to go back right away after the game? Please do not pay attention to this before the game. If you lose the ball, this The responsibility is great... there really is no chance! How about next time, ah? Next time! Ha!"
He said that he laughed out loud, then quickly waved goodbye to Hulai, and walked towards the training ground of the first team of Sarria with his coach.
After he left, he recalled Hu Lai's slumped expression, and he was extremely relieved.
From the corner of his eyes, Casas caught a glimpse of the smile on Zhang Qinghuan's face-the smile on his face has not faded after he met Hu Lai and talked...
Upon seeing this, Casas asked: "You must have a good relationship with Hu?"
"Huh?" Zhang Qinghuan didn't realize why the head coach would suddenly ask, but he immediately nodded and admitted, "Yes, sir. He and I play for the same team in China."
"I heard that the Catalan United had been interested in him. If he really went to the Catalan United, we might not be able to tie the game yesterday..."
This is a bit exaggerated at first, but Zhang Qinghuan fully approves of the coach’s judgment-if Hulay is in Catalonia, coupled with the world-class midfielder combination of Rosas and Campsano, it will Hu Lai’s efficiency in front of the goal, Sarria’s defensive line might really be blown.
He said: "But sir, Hu will not go to Catalonia."
"This is also what I am curious about. He did not go to Catalonia because Catalonia did not have a substantial offer. But why did he reject the King of Madrid in the first place? How many young people can withstand the temptation of the King of Madrid?" Casas turned his head and asked.
"Because Hu knows what he wants, and also knows where he wants. The Madrid Kings can't give him, Leeds can give him, so he went to Leeds." Zhang Qinghuan confuses his head coach.
Hearing this, Casas said with emotion: "It's amazing. How many young people at his age have such a clear mind?"
"He's not so clear-headed, sir." Zhang Qinghuan corrected, "He is pure. Look for one direction, and walk in that direction almost paranoidly."
Hearing what Zhang Qinghuan said, Casas nodded thoughtfully.
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"Boss..." Hu Lai, who followed Clark back to his team's training ground, hesitated and decided to speak out what was in his heart.
"Why?" Clark glanced at him, but he had already noticed that this kid seemed to have something on his mind, and just waited for him to speak.
"Well... after we finish the game~EbookFREE.me~ can we stay in Barcelona for one more night?"
"Why?" Clark asked.
"I just think it would be better to let the whole team rest for one more night..."
Clark no longer glanced at him this time, but directly turned his head to look at Hu Lai. The latter was a little guilty. He shrank his neck and quickly stated: "Of course, I just said it casually, boss. If you think... …"
Unexpectedly, Clark nodded and said: "Well, if we can beat Catalan United, we will take a half day off so that we can wait for the next day to return to Leeds."
Only by winning can you stay one more night, this condition is actually a bit harsh. In other words, this can be regarded as a certain degree of "declining" Hu Lai's suggestion.
But Hu Lai didn't show any embarrassment after hearing it, but slapped his face in excitement: "The boss, let's make it so!"
Clark gave him another look.
(End of this chapter)