Prologue
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Jiangwan Stadium
The 12th National Games SH City Football Team just finished the second training session, and the official members immediately ran to the huge sun canopy umbrella, wiping sweat with a towel and pouring a functional drink into their mouths with one hand.
And more than a dozen young players under the age of 20 from the candidate team do not have this kind of treatment, they sit at the other end, sitting together in twos and threes, bragging, chatting, and drinking Wahaha mineral water.
The eyes of one of the three-person groups focused on Tang Zheng, who was doing stretching and relaxing exercises, thoughtfully.
After a while, the sturdy Fu Yuanyi turned his head to Sun Ziming and said in a deliberate loud voice: "Hey, Ziming, I heard that Tang Zheng and his father knelt on the ground and pleaded with the principal a few days ago, I don't know if it's true or fake." ”
"Huh...... I really don't understand that a stinky and powerless person in the family dares to touch Yang Shao's favorite girl, I don't know how thick the sky is!"
The tall Xie Yu made up the knife appropriately: "That's it, doesn't he know that some people can't afford to offend?
This small group usually doesn't look at Tang Zheng at the same time, so whenever they have the opportunity, they will ridicule and ridicule it.
Immediately, the rest of the candidate team set their eyes on Tang Zheng, because they knew that Tang Zheng's temper was not good.
If nothing else, there's going to be a good show later!
However, the result disappointed them a little, Tang Zheng didn't seem to hear anything, bent over and continued to do stretching exercises.
But in fact, Tang Zheng is enduring, desperately enduring it.
Yuan Mou, the captain of the second team, turned his head to look at Tang Zheng, who was looking down and tied his shoelaces, hesitated, and then yelled at Sun Ziming: "Hey, hey, are you three finished?
The three of them directly ignored Yuan Mou and still went their own way, Sun Ziming's voice was even higher, and he laughed at Tang Zheng unscrupulously: "I also heard other insider stories...... His dad was like a dog......"
But before the words were finished, a size 44 Estion Brox sneaker accurately hit Sun Ziming's ugly face, and at the same time, a sentence floated in the air: "Say I can, can't say my dad!"
The live-action fight is finally officially staged!
Although Tang Zheng fought alone, he did not fall behind at all by virtue of his perennial martial arts practice and his height and long arms.
And next to them, there is a group of teammates who are fighting.
At this moment, the unique voice of head coach Lin Haitao rang out in the Hongkou Football Stadium: "What do you do!
"Tell you to drag with Lao Tzu!tnnd!" Tang Zheng, who was furious, didn't seem to hear any other sound at all, went up and kicked it, picked up his fist and smashed it in Sun Ziming's face: "tm・d continue to drag Lao Tzu! m.d!! The tiger is not threatening, you are a sick cat when Lao Tzu is a sick cat?"
No one knew that Tang Zheng's few blows would make his fate develop in another unknown direction......
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Lin Haitao, the head coach of the National Games football team, was originally very optimistic about Tang Zheng, although Tang Zheng is less than eighteen years old this year, he has a good sense of playing football, and he is the kind of young player who likes to use his brain to play football, very smart and worthy of cultivation.
But...... Everything that happened just now made him strongly dissatisfied with Tang Zheng.
It's okay to fight at school, but now I dare to beat my teammates during the critical period of preparing for the National Games!
This is completely disrespectful to yourself!
Unorganized, undisciplined, uneducated!
After the unanimous opinion of the senior management of the National Games team, the superiors decided to punish Tang Zheng as follows:
1. Expelled Tang Zheng from the National Games team.
2. Cancel his participation permit in various competitions of the Chinese Football Association.
In other words, as long as the event is held by the Chinese Football Association, Tang Zheng is not eligible to participate.
Of course, if things were done normally according to the regular relevant systems, Tang Zheng would not have been punished so severely.
At most, it will be expelled from the team, go home and reflect, and there will be no additional penalty for canceling the participation card.
But Tang Zheng offended 'Yang Shao' in Shanghai, and even beat him in a public place, and the problem rose to the height of personal face damage.
His family has a great influence in the SH sports system, especially in the SH Football Association, where they have more power!
Blessings are not double, and disasters are not alone.
The next day, Tang Zheng, who returned to Zhongbang to report, unexpectedly received a termination letter from the club.
The reason for the termination was simple: the club did not need an undisciplined player who would beat up his team-mates during crucial preparations, a behaviour that had a serious impact on the club's reputation.
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After a few days of thinking, Tang Zheng, who calmed down, chose to have a showdown with his father and took the initiative to say, "Dad, I don't play football anymore." ”
Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Tang Tianhua lit a cigarette, and then wisely changed the topic: "I remember when you were 12 years old, you pointed to the eye-catching 0:4 on the TV screen and swore that you want to become a professional player, land in the European League, and lead the Chinese team to the world, right...... Have you forgotten? I remember that this was your first dream, and it was the only goal that has made you fight to this day!"
Tang's mother sat on the side, wanting to speak and stopped, but thinking that it was her son's dream, she was firm.
Listening to his father's narration, Tang Zheng fell into deep thought, indeed from then on, he trained hard every day, hoping to become a professional player one day, and then land in the top five European leagues, wear the national team jersey, lead the Chinese team to the World Cup, and complete his dream.
But what happened a few days ago made his dream ...... become out of reach.
At this time, he realized that he had no money and no power in China, and he could not go far on the road of football.
"To be honest, there is no difference between forgetting and not forgetting!" Tang Zheng leaned against the wall, looked at the snow-white ceiling and laughed at himself bitterly: "Book...... Can't read, ball...... I can't kick it, I might as well go to work......! You and your mother are really working too hard for me. ”
"Decrepit boy, don't talk about these useless things for Lao Tzu, I'll ask you, do you still want to play football?" Tang Tianhua snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and said brokenly.
Tang Zheng's eyes lit up, then darkened again, and said with some resistance: "Dad, didn't I tell you? Even if I don't play football or study in my life, I don't ask for those things that are bullish and powerful!"
"You kid, people are dignified, and so are your fathers and me! It was your sister Chen who was bored a few days ago and sent the video highlights of the game of the National High School Football League you participated in to the South American Scouting League network, which has now attracted the attention of the Argentine giants Boca Juniors, half an hour ago, my old comrade-in-arms, that is, your Uncle Chen, called me to tell me about it, and he suggested that I take you to Argentina as soon as possible to familiarize yourself with the environment, and wait until October to participate in the unified trial, and now ...... I'd like to hear your opinion......"
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