Vol 4 Chapter 965: What's your name?
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Me, Captain of China
- Big Head
- 1160 characters
- 2021-01-30 04:42:14
In recent games, the best player in Chelsea has been Zheng Zhi, even when Drogba got a penalty hat trick.
This time Drogba finally got the best, and it was the best in the game. However, what Zheng Zhi said in the locker room changed his mind. Zheng Zhi said he could do better.
Originally, his confidence was not so sufficient, but now with Zheng Zhi, he feels that he can improve further.
Although he is not young, 26 years old, at the best age of his career, it was not until he came to Chelsea that he was truly on the road to success.
On the returning plane, Drogba sat next to Zheng Zhi, recalling the past.
"I came from playing wild football and have been honing my first skills on the streets outside Paris."
"Until the age of 14, I still didn't decide whether to take football as my lifelong career. I played basketball at one time, and later decided to concentrate on my studies. But my enlightenment teacher Longkar taught me to participate in training on time. And no longer eat foods like McDonald's that are not good for strengthening the body."
"Under Longcar’s suggestion, I finally showed off in the French youth league. From the age of 14 to 18, I often scored 20 to 25 goals in a season. In 1998, Paris Saint-Germain wanted to sign in. I’m 20 years old, but Longkar advised me
it’s better to go to a smaller club first to hone up.
"This decision made me bumpy for 6 years: Le Mans, Guingamp, Marseille... At the age of 27, I changed 8 clubs before I came to Stamford Bridge."
It sounds like Drogba was a bit complaining about the advice of his mentor. He could have joined Paris Saint-Germain directly, maybe he could directly set foot on the pinnacle of his life, but it has been so many years.
The career of a professional player is not long. At the age of 26, according to normal estimates, he has only a few years of good time left. So it is understandable that Drogba is a little sad now.
Zheng Zhi patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: "Don't worry, as long as you are self-disciplined enough, your body like a monster can keep you kicking for a long time."
"Age sometimes has no effect. Some people retire before the age of 35, but some people can play until they are 40. There are quite a few players in Italy."
Others are also very emotional. In his previous life, he and Drogba had similar experiences, and even he was much worse than Drogba. Drogba was able to come to Chelsea anyway, but he could only go to Charlton. Not at the same level...
"Brother, we Chinese have a saying called'accumulate thick and thin hair.' If you don't have those tempers, you might not be able to stop and kill the gods and the Buddhas now."
"What is meant by God blocking and killing God, Buddha blocking and killing Buddha?" Drogba didn't quite understand many of Zheng Zhi's words.
"Ah, it means no one can stop it, haha!" Zheng Zhi laughed and explained Chinese to Drogba? Might as well teach him to sing Liu Dehua's song...
Two people pulled their suitcases out of the London airport one after another. There were many Chelsea fans in front of them to greet them. It can be seen that Chelsea fans are very happy with this victory. Before the players came, their screams broke the silence of the night.
A young guy rushed out abruptly and stood in front of Zheng Zhi, holding a blue Chelsea uniform in his right hand.
"Hey, Zheng, can you sign me?"
The security guard at the scene immediately walked over, grabbed the low-bodied guy, and pulled it out.
"Please, I just want him to sign me, let me go!"
The young man wanted to struggle to get rid of the security, but he was not strong enough. He was still dragged away from Zheng Zhi.
"Quickly let go of him,"
"It's just asking me to sign it, it doesn't need to be."
The security is completely unnecessary, isn't it just asking for a signature? Not to rush people, besides, at this point, the airport is not as lively as the vegetable market. What order does it need to maintain?
The security guard listened to Zheng Zhi's words and finally let the young man go.
The young man was overjoyed and rushed to Zheng Zhi once again with his blue Chelsea shirt.
"Thank you,"
"You are a good person."
The young man was very emotional.
"If you can, can you write a line? My friend is a big fan of you." The young man made a new request.
"Why didn't he come in person? What should I write?" Zheng Zhi understood instantly when he heard that he was not a fan of his own, he was just helping a friend to sign, but he was still very patient with each other communicate with.
"He can't come, he's lying in the hospital now, maybe he won't be able to get out again." The young man's face faded immediately.
"Ah..." Zheng Zhi thought about it with his heels and knew what was going on. Maybe he was a seriously ill friend.
"Young man, don't be so pessimistic, he will get better." Zheng Zhi comforted, and then wrote a paragraph in front of the shirt.
"I wish you a quick recovery, Zheng Zhi and your friends"
Then, Zheng Zhi stopped and glanced at the young man:
"What is your name?"
"Jamie."
"Jamie Vardy."
"Oh,"
Zheng Zhi lowered his head again and continued to connect the sentence just now. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com "Jamie Vardy is supporting you, come on!"
After finishing writing, Zheng Zhi's mind reacted, and then he glanced at the young man again, and then at the name on the shirt.
"What do you say your name is?"
"Jamie?"
"Jamie Vardy?"
"Are you Jamie Vardy?" Zheng Zhi asked again, a little excited.
Jamie Vardy is a little silly now, a little inexplicable? He touched his head and nodded seriously.
"Yes, this is Jamie Vardy, what's wrong?"
"Well, I understand." Zheng Zhi's gaze locked Jamie Vardy tightly.
The outline is very similar, definitely that Vardy, the future legend of Leicester City and England. He actually met Vardy when he was young!
This guy, should he be playing in a semi-professional league?
At this time, Drogba shouted in front:
"Hi, Zheng, it's time to leave."
Zheng Zhi did not answer him, but took out a piece of paper from his backpack and told me your phone number.
Vardy's mind was a little confused, in the mist, the star asked him for his phone number?
But he blurted out and told him the phone number.
"I will call you."
"Wait for my call."
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"tomorrow."
"Let's go see your friends together."
He didn't say to find Vardy to play football. This would scare Vardy, but he couldn't miss Vardy, so he took the initiative to ask for his phone number.
As for the next thing? Everything will become very simple...
"I'm not in London!"
"I……"