At night, Grosso walked into the shop with a bright red rose in his hand.

Roses dotted with snowflakes still have a faint fragrance in the cold air.

Beautiful Jessica is counting today's income with her head down, ready to go home from work.

"I'm sorry, it's almost closed, please choose something as soon as possible."

Jessica didn't look up.

Grosso's gentle gaze fell on his delicate face, and he bent down slightly.

"It is said that men who work hard are the most handsome, but I think women who work quietly are the most beautiful."

"Jessica, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

Jessica's hands froze as she counted the money, and she lifted her delicate chin in surprise, revealing a gentle smile instead.

Such a familiar and magnetic voice makes her heart pound every time, even from the age of eight to the present.

"Fabio,"

"Why are you here?"

Surprised, her gaze fell on the rose in Grosso's hand.

"What day is it?" Her face flashed with happiness in an instant.

The man in front of him, although he is not a superstar on the football field, has no fame and money, but his love for her can fill the entire Mediterranean.

Grosso kissed him lightly against his cheek, then smiled:

"Jessica,"

"I signed a big contract with a big team."

"Wow?"

Hearing this surprise, the bill in Jessica's hand instantly slipped into the drawer, "Oh, Fabio! ”

"Really?"

"Congratulations!"

"It's the best news I've ever heard in my life!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Jessica stood up, then stood on tiptoe and hugged Grosso.

"Fabio,"

"You're amazing, you're amazing!"

"It's finally a dream come true!"

"I'm so happy for you." From time to time, tears had quietly slipped down Jessica's eyes.

"Well, hurry up and call it a day, let's go have a good meal and celebrate."

Grosso hugged Jessica tightly, and his heart was also excited.

The turning point came, the dawn finally appeared, and he no longer had to let the woman he loved suffer......

After this afternoon's game, Schuster approached him and asked if he would like to play in Eintracht Frankfurt.

At that moment, Grosso barely hesitated, believing that this was the first time he had answered so crisply since he had grown up.

Willing!

He certainly knows that Eintracht Frankfurt are in the Bundesliga.

From Grade D to Grade A, do you still need to hesitate? The fryer sells iron, not to mention that there is no such thing as a fryer selling iron......

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"Jessica,"

"We're going to Germany together."

In the noodle shop, Grosso stares affectionately at Jessica.

"Jessica, this time it's not about going on an adventure, it's about making your dreams come true."

"The Bundesliga, like the Italian Serie A, is the highest stage of German football. The team is also in a good position at the moment, 9th in the Bundesliga, and I often see about them in the newspapers. ”

"I also got a signing fee today,"

Grosso was a little excited, and while his mouth was gushing, his right hand reached into his coat, and then pulled out a check.

"Look, 10,000 marks."

"So much?!" Jessica was a little worried just now, but now when she saw that Grosso was actually holding a check for 10,000 marks in her hand, her attention was instantly diverted.

10,000 marks, which is indeed a huge amount of money in front of Jessica and Grosso at this time. It's like playing in an amateur league, a guy who can only get 300 yuan, and suddenly someone throws 30,000 yuan at once, can you not be shocked?

"I can definitely be a workhorse there, don't worry, I won't miss such an opportunity."

"Fabio," Jessica interrupted him with a raised hand.

"Are you worried that I won't go to Germany with you?"

"No, your worries are superfluous, I will be with you, always with you." Jessica's gaze became tender again.

"Let's go to Germany! I'm quitting tomorrow. ”

"Thank you."

"Thank you, Jessica, my love."

Suddenly, like glue.

……

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January 10, Eintracht Frankfurt training ground.

"I heard no,"

"Fjotoft terminated his contract with the club directly,"

"He's not coming to training again."

"That guy is so uninteresting that he won't say hello to us when he leaves, and by the way, he owes us three meals."

In the training ground, the veteran players were talking. Shure and Webb were making small talk.

"It seems that Fjotoft has not found a home yet, he is too impulsive, in fact, at this age, there is nothing wrong with being a substitute at the club, it is better than not playing at all."

"Alas, they are all used to playing the main force, and it is actually difficult to accept it when they suddenly have to be substitutes, which is understandable."

"I heard that a new person is coming today, from Italy."

"Italian? What position to play. Ah, I'm a little nervous. Webb's eyelids jumped.

"I don't know, it's said that you can play a lot of positions, I also listened to the club staff, but it's not famous, it used to be like playing in the Italian Primera D, you don't have to be nervous, now you're the starting left midfielder." Shure reassured.

"It's all me, I don't know what the second half of the season will be."

"Why don't you be nervous, Fjotoft said the same thing before, but in the blink of an eye, he became a substitute. Let's train well, and only if we perform better than everyone else can we keep our main position and get more bonuses. ”

Ralph Webb is also 30 years old this year, so it's no wonder if he doesn't worry, "You're okay, Zheng's side needs you, and for a while, Li shouldn't be able to take your place." At 28 years old, if you can't play the main team, you can transfer to another club, but I don't have to. ”

……

At this time, Grosso was arriving at the training ground with Schuster and was walking towards the main unit.

"Huh,"

"This guy ......"

As soon as Zheng Zhi saw Grosso, his eyes almost fell, and he immediately remembered Huang Jianxiang's shocking roar.

"Iaquinta, penalty! Penalty kick! Penalty kick! Grosso has made a meritorious service, Grosso has made a meritorious service! Don't give the Australian team any chance. ”

"Great Italian left-back! He inherited the glorious traditions of Italy. Facchetti, Cabrini, Maldini are possessed by their souls at this moment! Grosso alone, he represents the long history and tradition of Italian football, in this moment he is not fighting alone, he is not alone! ”

……

Awesome! Schuster! I doubt you're the one who was born again, right? I actually pulled out Grosso.

Grosso hasn't played for Eintracht Frankfurt in his previous life, is this a butterfly effect?

"Zheng?"

"Acquaintance?"

Schuster glanced at Zheng Zhi.

"Acquaintance."

"Oh, no, just met."

At this moment, it was time for his soul to possess him......

"Hey, I'm Zheng Zhi, welcome to the Frankfurt Club."

Zheng Zhi extended a big friendly hand......