Chapter 3 Numbers and Canteens

"Yes, it's really fateful!" Ou Chuliang smiled and gave up his position to let Zhang Xiaorui and the other three walk in.

A bedroom for 6 people, with two lower berths and four upper bunks.

Seeing Zhang Xiaorui and the others, Li Jinyu, who was already lying down opposite Ou Chuliang, frowned, and immediately rolled up the freshly laid futon and threw it on the top of Ou Chuliang's head, "Tiezi, you go to the side, I'll sleep on Brother Ou's head." ”

"Okay." Li Tie is not good at communication, and he is not dissatisfied with Li Jinyu's request.

"Yo, so polite? Then I'll sleep on this bunk! Zhang Xiaorui laughed, immediately put his futon on the bed, and lay straight up.

The two people who followed him had no choice but to focus on the last two upper bunks.

The room for six people is not big, with only two bunk beds. In other words, there are three tables under each of the last two upper bunks, which are used by the players to write and read.

After discussing it, he looked at Zhang Xiaorui, who was resting with his eyes closed, as if he had thought of something bad. Gritting his teeth, he pointed to the top bunk hanging above the table and said, "I'll sleep on that one!" ”

After saying that, he climbed up first, and then bent down and began to make the bed.

Sui Dongliang shrugged his shoulders, he left home as early as 12 years old to train with the Beijing Bayi Workers' Sports Brigade in Hongshankou, and he was very familiar with collective life. What's more, geographically speaking, he was born in Dalian and is also from the Northeast.

In addition, Shang Yi and Zhang Xiaorui are both from Tianjin, so the six people in this dormitory are all northerners, and there is no difference in culture and customs.

After making the mattress, Ou Chuliang and the others came to the lobby to receive the jerseys.

The size of each person's jersey has long been reported, and it is made by local textile workers, which can be regarded as stimulating the local economy of Brazil.

Although the uniform size and everything are ordered, who wants what number is still up for debate.

Seeing Ou Chuliang coming, Liu Zhicai opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Ou, this is your team uniform." ”

The 2 sets of goalkeeper uniforms are particularly conspicuous among the 20 regular team uniforms, so Liu Zhicai has to take the lead in picking out the goalkeeper uniforms.

"Thank you, Coach." Ou Chuliang took it and thanked him.

"That number..."Liu Zhicai glanced at his notebook and gave Ou Chuliang a look.

"I want number one!" Without waiting for Ou Chuliang to answer, the person next to him was the first to speak.

The two glanced at Li Jian, who was provocative on the side, at the same time, and Ou Chuliang smiled, "Coach, then I want the 20th." ”

"Number 20? Xiao Ou, you have to think clearly..."

"Isn't it just a number, it's not a big deal."

"Okay, let's be the 20th." Liu Zhicai glanced at the proud Li Jian complainingly, and then looked at Ou Chuliang, who didn't care. With a sigh, he drew two strokes in his notebook, indicating that the places on the 1st and 20th had been occupied.

Who doesn't like to carry a number that symbolizes the main player and their own favorite?

It stands to reason that the number 1 must be the goalkeeper, so the other players basically won't grab it.

But if there are 2 goalkeepers on the team, then one is destined to choose the other number.

"I chose No. 1, and I am the main goalkeeper!"

Such a concept has been engraved in people's subconscious, Ou Chuliang has already received the attention of the upper coach during the audition, and No. 1 has long been assigned to him.

But now that Li Jian stepped in, Ou Chuliang didn't say anything wrong, and Liu Zhicai was even more embarrassed.

Looking at Ou Chuliang's departing back, Liu Zhicai nodded, and his senses for Ou Chuliang went up to a new level.

After everyone received their jerseys, they went to the cafeteria to eat.

Although some players have lost their appetite after such a long time of tossing, they have also come to the canteen in twos and threes in order to know the location of the canteen and check the quality of the food.

"Oh my God, let's just eat this, what is this!"

Looking at the meals cooked by these locals, Li Jinyu had no appetite at all.

"This is more messy (rotten) than the mess (rotten) stew in my hometown!"

"Just order it, just eat it." Ou Chuliang smiled and picked up the plate, then followed behind the other teammates.

The meals are free, and you can come back after eating. But looking at the "Chinese food" made by these locals, almost no one can eat it. Most of them poured it out after eating a few bites, and then went back to the dormitory to take out their own snacks and stuff them into their mouths.

"Brother Ou, you are really good!"

Seeing that Ou Chuliang in front of him had already begun to scrape the residues on the plate with a spoon, and then looked at most of the food left on his plate, Li Jinyu couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Didn't you learn to be a farmer when you were a child? This is all planted by farmers with hard work and cannot be wasted. Although Li Tie has a lot left, he still has a sense of superiority in front of Li Jinyu, "Foreign peasants are also peasants, and the peasant class in the whole world is one family!" ”

"Okay, okay." Li Jinyu scooped another spoonful of food and barely stuffed it into his mouth.

But I only chewed halfway, but I couldn't swallow anything.

"Dayu, you better eat more." Ou Chuliang smiled and put the last bit of food with a spoon, "Eat more, you will have enough physical strength tomorrow." Didn't the coach say that? Training starts tomorrow. How do you play football when you're bored? ”

"I, I still haven't eaten half of Clargus, I'll go back and eat that!" After Li Jinyu gritted his teeth and swallowed, he directly put the tableware aside and said stubbornly.

"Alright then, whatever you want." Ou Chuliang smiled and put the spoon in his mouth, and then chewed it carefully.

After years of accumulation in his previous life, Ou Chuliang was accustomed to chewing each bite of food twenty to thirty times before swallowing it. This will not only facilitate digestion and absorption, but also make it easier for the stomach to break down food, so that your brain will not be too sleepy.

Just as Ou Chuliang was chewing, a familiar voice sounded again.

"One more plate!"

Everyone looked up, Zhang Xiaorui wiped his mouth, and stood at the window for the third time. The black aunt behind the counter smiled, directly picked up the pot and scraped the bottom of the pot with a big spoon, and poured all the remaining food inside into Zhang Xiaorui's plate.

"What a beast!" Li Jinyu exclaimed, seeing Zhang Xiaorui's appearance, he remembered the old sows raised in the countryside when he was a child.

"What happened to the livestock? People will definitely be more energetic than you tomorrow! Ou Chuliang smiled.

"I, I, I..." Li Jinyu panicked, looked at Zhang Xiaorui, who was "fully loaded", and then looked at the food in front of him that was described as "pig food". Finally made up his mind, picked up the spoon again, and desperately scooped the food into his mouth.

Li Tie on the side was the same, picking up the spoon and eating a few more bites of the rest of the meal.

After eating, the three of them put the dinner plate in the recycling area and walked towards the dormitory.

"Brother Ou, aren't you going back to the dormitory?"

"No, you guys go back first, I'll go outside and get some fresh air." When passing by the lobby, Ou Chuliang saw Zhu Guanghu and the two coaches gathered at the door, not knowing what they were discussing.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Li Jinyu was still thinking about his half of the Kragus sausage, and when he heard Ou Chuliang's words, he walked towards the dormitory. Li Tie didn't eat enough, he still had more than half a bag of biscuits in his bag, and he wanted to go back and take a few bites.

After the three separated, Ou Chuliang walked out of the door and attracted the attention of Zhu Guanghu and the others.

"Xiao Ou, why are you going?" Goalkeeper coach Li Hui hurriedly opened his mouth to stop Ou Chuliang. "Don't you know if you are not allowed to walk around after eating? It's been a day, why don't you go back to the dormitory to rest? ”

"I don't walk around, I just digest food at the door, and breathe fresh air along the way." Ou Chuliang said with a smile. "By the way, Coach, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Ou Chuliang did not have a natural fear of the teacher like other teenagers, after several people glanced at each other, Zhu Guanghu said, "We are thinking about what slogan is better to write, how is your writing, Xiao Ou?" Help us think about it? ”

"Slogan?" Ou Chu leaned over in surprise, and at a glance saw the six words that had been painted with a brush dipped in red paint: higher, faster, stronger.

"Coach, what do you want to write about?"