Chapter 77: Season is over

Enzo Ricci Stadium, a stadium that can only accommodate 4,08 people, is now a training ground shared by Sassuolo’s first team and reserve team.
There is a building next to the training ground, where the Sassuolo Club is located. Offices, physiotherapy rooms, dressing rooms and other rooms are concentrated in this building. As a club, Sassuolo is really a mini-mini.
In the reserve team's coach's office, head coach Mandley exclaimed: "Sampdoria reserve team won the championship?! They defeated the Roma reserve team 5:0?"
"What's so surprising, Paro. Don't forget, high in the Sampdoria Reserve." Luciano Carlino shrugged, and he sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs.
Mandley glanced at the full-fledged Carlino: "But he will not be in the reserve next season."
"Of course, with his performance, if Sampdoria does not transfer him to the first team, then their coach has a problem with his brain." Karlino was not surprised.
"I remember Sampdoria was relegated."
"Of course, their performance last season was too bad..." Halfway through, Carlino stopped suddenly because he remembered one thing-Sampdoria next season will be the same as Sassuolo In the league, wouldn't it meet you at least twice, if you get into the promotion play-offs, there may be two encounters. This is really a face to face...
Seeing his expression, Mandley knew what he remembered, and he laughed happily: "It's your first team's headache next season, Luciano!"
"Damn it!"
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Luciano Bruni returned to the training ground.
The training for the reserve team has long been over, but before he walked to the training ground, he heard the sound of a batting echo over the empty training ground.
He saw that Gao Zheng was still practicing free kick for himself.
His free kick training is a bit different from other players.
In general free kick training, a piece of moving wall props is enough, but Gao Zheng uses two pieces.
The two wall props were put together, almost completely blocking the goal.
Gao Zheng first fixed ten kicks in one spot.
Then he changed places and played ten more balls.
This cycle continued until he kicked all the footballs in the big net pocket beside him, and ran to collect all the and continue to play.
This scene is no stranger to Bruni, because Gao Zheng has been practicing for a month.
When he first saw Gao Zheng practice this way, he also instructed Gao Zheng not to use a two-person wall, but one was enough.
But Gao Zheng insisted on his approach and took the initiative to increase the difficulty.
Later Bruni would not say it.
Today when he saw Gao Zheng still training free kicks on the training ground, he shouted: "High, the season is over, you don't need to train anymore!"
His cry made Gao Zheng stop.
Bruni walked onto the court and looked at Gao Zheng.
Yesterday night, the team returned from Rome by bus overnight. This afternoon, the team came to Mugoni Sports Center for a restorative training. The coaching staff announced the end of the season and all the games of the reserve team have been completed this season. They ended the season with a reserve team champion, it is a successful conclusion to this season.
As soon as the training was over, the players ran away like rabbits.
For them, a wonderful holiday is waiting for them.
What surprised Bruni was that Gao Zheng actually stayed for a free kick.
Gao Zheng glanced at the head coach and raised his hand to say hello: "I have two more rounds to wait for me to finish..."
"Don't practice, your free kick level won't be improved because of two less rounds of practice." Bruni stepped up and said, "I know you are here, in fact, I came to say goodbye to you."
Gao Zheng said with a smile: "I wish you a happy holiday coach, we will see you next season. Where are you going to vacation?"
"We will not see you next season, should." Bruni said.
"Eh?" Gao Zheng was a little surprised.
"Next season I will coach a first team, not a reserve team."
"where?"
"Lucchese."
Gao Zheng was confused, and he didn't know which team this was.
"This season they are in Group B of the C-League." Bruni explained.
Gao Zheng showed a sudden look, but in fact he still did not know what kind of team it was and where the club was.
"Why don't you stay, coach? You did a good job here, and we won the championship..." Gao Zheng was a little reluctant to be the cold-hearted head coach.
"Before coming to the Sampdoria Reserve, I spent a season in the Juventus Reserve." Bruni said. "Before that, I was an assistant coach in Verona. I also coached the Piacenza and Siena reserve teams, and I also coached the Florence reserve team... To be honest, any coach is still I hope to be able to coach the first team. Just like every reserve team player wants to play in the first team. Lucchese is not a very famous and top team, but for me, it may be a good one. stage."
After listening to the head coach's explanation, Gao Zheng said: "Then I can only wish you good luck, coach. If you go to that place, I can't help you."
Bruni smiled: "I would like to loan you from Sampdoria, but Sampdoria will definitely not agree. You should be in the first team next season, but don't take it lightly, it is completely different from the reserve team. Two worlds."
Gao Zheng nodded: "I know, the coach. Playing well in the reserve team, it may not be possible to play in the first team."
Bruni was very satisfied with Gao Zheng’s answer:
I don’t know what the first team will look like when the team arrives. The team is relegated, the head coach has changed, and the rest of the coaching staff should also be changed. What character is the new head coach? What is his thinking for team building...We don’t know. But no matter what the situation is, you have to be patient and don’t worry. And once you have the opportunity, seize it, don’t waste the opportunity easily. The first team is not good for young players. As much patience as the reserve team."
"Understand the coach."
"You are a very smart player, high. You are more intelligent than the geniuses I have seen. Although I am a coach, I can't actually guide you any more. I wish you good luck. But don't do it now Practice, go home, I mean at home in your country. Have a good rest, don’t think about training all day, physical fitness is slowly increasing, and it won’t change suddenly because of your summer surprise training. Cheng run will not die. Rest, rest, you can start better."
Gao Zheng scratched his head: "I know, coach."
"Okay, goodbye, high."
Bruni waved his hand, no longer talking nonsense, turned around and left, leaving the training ground.
Gao Zheng stood and looked at his background, and the head coach at the last moment was like he usually did, and there was not much talk. The previous head coach was too much...
Seems to explain the matter.
Gao Zheng flashed this unlucky idea, and then he took a sip.
Then he looked back at the pile of footballs, remembering that there were two more rounds, and remembering what the coach had just said...
He pondered there for a moment, then dragged the football in the net pocket off the field.
Stop practicing.
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Polata is admiring the photos he just washed out, with him and his son, together with Gao Zheng wearing a Sampdoria jersey.
This was a photo of the three of them at the side of the Sanquan Stadium in Rome last night.
Gao Zheng also holds the championship trophy in the reserve league.
All three were laughing, even under the flash, their faces were pale, and their red eyes were a little bit grinning...
However, Polata was still very satisfied with this photo, specially washed out and intended to be mounted on the store.
As he admired his photo with Gao Zheng with satisfaction, the shop door was pushed open.
"Good boss." Gao Zheng's voice rang.
Seeing Gao Zheng, Borata put down the photo and greeted with a smile: "Are you back from training?" He noticed Gao Zheng's sportswear and carrying bag.
"Well, the last training class."
"The season is over..." Polata sighed a little. "When the team was relegated, I felt like the sky was falling, but fortunately the reserve team won the championship. It was a surprise. Thank you, Gao."
"You're welcome, boss, after all, you eat so much free Fakacha." Gao Zheng was very happy when he saw the boss's happy smile. Why did he decide to win the championship, not just to see such a smile? ?
Polata laughed: "I have already thought of the slogan ‘Family of Sailors’ Focacha to provide energy for the champion!

Gao Zheng gave his boss a thumbs up.
Borata handed the four kilograms of Fakacha to Gao Zheng, but Gao Zheng rejected it: "If you don’t have that much, boss, just one kilo."
"Huh?" Polata was surprised.
"I'm going home the day after tomorrow, I can't eat so much."
Polata was shocked for a while, and then patted on his forehead: "I forgot you are a Chinese boy... also, it is time to go home and have a good rest. Will I see you in the first team next season? ?"
"I don't know, boss. That's the coach's business."
Polata frowned: "If the first team coach doesn't call you, then he's got water in his head!"
Gao Zheng smiled, picked up the refilled paper bag, and said goodbye to the fat boss.
"Goodbye, high, happy holiday."
"Goodbye, boss, and I wish you happiness."
Polata smiled as Gao Zheng pushed out the door, and he picked up the photo again.
The reserve team’s attention is still low, but next season he believes that there will definitely be more people who know Gao Zheng. By that time, he can proudly introduce them to this tomorrow’s star-he eats my Foca Just scored the championship!
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PS, I have to talk about jet lag after the end of the World Cup—I went to bed early yesterday, but I couldn’t sleep. I was tossing and turning in the bed until it was almost cold before I fell asleep.
There is still no competition tonight, everyone take a good rest.
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