Zhao Ju is not the abbreviation of "Director Zhao", and these two words are written in the name column on his ID card and household registration book - Zhao Ju.

His name is Zhao Ju.

When Zhao Ju's father named him, he gave his son such a name with the simple Chinese paternalistic values of "hoping for his son to become Jackie Chan" and "what does the name look like", hoping that his son would become the director of the bureau in the future.

However, this child from an ordinary peasant family is obviously not the material to be an official, and he has not been able to study since he was a child, and finally embarked on the road of playing football.

Because of this, he and Gao Zheng became teammates in the football school.

Although he called Gao Zheng "Brother Zheng", he was actually a few months older than Gao Zheng......

Now Zhao Ju is standing outside the gate of Yang Wenlong's football training class, waiting for Gao Zheng to come out.

Gao Zheng is leading the children to warm up before training.

Yang Wenlong saw Zhao Ju probing his brain at the door.

Like Gao Zheng, Zhao Ju is also his disciple, but the talents of the two are very different.

He knew what Zhao Ju was doing with Gao Zheng now, to be honest, he didn't like this kind of thing very much, and Zhao Ju should also know his attitude, so every time he came to Gao Zheng to hide outside, he didn't dare to come in.

In fact, Yang Wenlong's attitude towards Gao Zheng is different from that towards him, he will directly scold Gao Zheng if he is dissatisfied, but he has never scolded Zhao Ju once - he can't open that mouth. He always felt that Zhao Ju's current situation had something to do with him, and if Zhao Ju hadn't learned to play football with him, maybe he wouldn't have ended up like this......

Gao Zheng ended the task of leading the team to warm up, said hello to Yang Wenlong, and walked out of the training class directly without even changing his clothes. Yang Wenlong snorted behind him, and then yelled at the children: "You still want to rest when you warm up?" Get me up! ”

Gao Zheng greeted him when he saw Zhao Ju: "Old Zhao, you are waiting outside again, how many times have I told you, the old man will not eat you." ”

Zhao Ju shook his head: "I'm still afraid of him ......"

"What is there to fear about the old man?" Gao Zheng pouted.

Zhao Ju smiled: "Of course you don't have to be afraid of him, no one in the whole team at that time didn't know that you were his godson, ha!" Let's go, the game starts in an hour, go over early and make a good impression on the bosses......"

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards a tattered Wuling Rongguang parked on the side of the road, the headlights and rearview mirrors of the car were glued with scotch tape, the ghost knows that this Iraqi small broken car is already the first hand, anyway, it is said that Zhao Ju spent 2,000 yuan to buy it, usually pulling goods, when Gao Zheng has a competition, he acts as Gao Zheng's "special car".

When Zhao Ju turned around and walked to the car, Gao Zheng's eyes fell on the knee of his right leg, and if he paid a little attention, he could see that his walking posture was a little strange, the movement of his right leg was different from his left leg, and his body was not very coordinated.

Gao Zheng withdrew his gaze from Zhao Ju's right knee and looked at his left foot.

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Sitting in the co-pilot seat of the god car, Gao Zheng listened to Zhao Ju driving and introduced him to the game for a while:

“…… The two companies are considered competitors, so there has always been a feud. Last month, I invited your company's team to play against them in the other city, but I lost 1:5, and I was ridiculed by the other party for half a month, and I couldn't swallow this breath, so I made an appointment for a second game, this time at home, of course, I hope to take revenge, so they will find you. ”

Gao Zheng was a little absent-minded: "Oh." ”

"But this time the opponent is considered strong in amateur football, and has won the runner-up in their amateur football competition. There are a few ...... in the team who have played professional football or are in the echelon of professional football clubs"

"Oh?"

"Actually, there are two people in the team who invited you today who have played in the second division, but judging from the score of 1:5, the opponents are obviously stronger. But it's good if the opponent is strong, and the opponent is strong enough to give a lot of money, hehe! Zhao Ju laughed happily.

In this game, the employer only gave 3,000 yuan for the appearance fee, and promised that if he helped the team win, there would be a winning prize of 7,000 yuan - usually he took Gao Zheng to play this kind of string of games, and it was very good to earn five or six hundred per game. That's why he was very excited, and his voice was shaking when he called Gao Zheng last night.

Just when Zhao Ju was looking forward to 10,000 yuan, Gao Zheng next to him leaned on the back of the chair and yawned.

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Forty minutes later, Gao Zheng and Zhao Ju arrived at the football field of a university on the outskirts of the city, where the game was played. Here Gao Zheng also met his "gold owner" this time, Mr. Dong, the owner of a private company called "Hongguang".

Boss Dong held Gao Zheng's hand after seeing him: "I have admired the name for a long time, I have admired the name for a long time!" Here, help me take a picture with the golf stars! ”

The secretary on the other side immediately raised his mobile phone.

Gao Zheng gave a thumbs up very skillfully, grinning and revealing two rows of eight teeth, and the standard perfect smile was frozen.

In the past half a year, he has dealt with such a scene, and he has long been familiar with it.

After the group photo, Gao Zheng and Boss Dong had a very happy conversation, which made Boss Dong very happy and satisfied, patted him on the shoulder and praised him repeatedly: "With you, we have won this time!" ”

"Then I'll warm up, Boss Dong."

"Okay, there you go!"

Bidding farewell to the gold owner, Gao Zheng walked to the corner of the court, he originally planned to warm up casually. Just like the amateur competitions he had participated in before, just pull your muscles and let your body warm up. Playing at this level of competition, he sometimes wins without even breaking a sweat, and he doesn't have to sprint with all his strength in the game, he can win with a walk, there is really no need to take it too seriously.

But just when Gao Zheng was about to do this, he remembered the conversation with the old man last evening.

"You've been with me for a year, has the left foot injury ever recurred? You've been out playing so many irregular games, have you ever felt discomfort in your left foot? Don't you have a little pressure in your own heart! ”

Almost a year ago, Gao Zheng fled back from Milan like a lost dog, unwilling to go home to face his parents, so he hid with the old man. The football school where the old man worked had long since closed because it couldn't recruit enough students, and now he has come south to open a football training class here, barely surviving.

At that time, Gao Zheng didn't know what he was going to do next, and he didn't even dare to touch the ball at first. Then I couldn't help it, and I started to play football, and I started playing these wild ball amateur games.

Now that I think about the experience of playing in the past six months, it seems that there is no sign of a recurrence of his left foot injury......

Of course, this may have something to do with the fact that the intensity of the amateur competition is not very high.

He remembered what Lao Zhao told him today, today's opponent is very strong, he is the runner-up in the city-level amateur football competition, and there are some players in the team who have played in the professional league.

Gao Zheng thought that if it was really as powerful as Lao Zhao said, he could use it as a test to see if his feet could cope with it.

Thinking of this, Gao Zheng decided to be serious.

He took out the standard of a professional player and started warming up.

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When Gao Zheng went to warm up, Zhao Ju stood on the sidelines and looked around.

This is the football field on the university campus, and in addition to the people who spend the wallet field, there are actually many college students who play football, and now that the game has not started, they can still play on the field, and they will have to be driven down by the administrator in a while.

In addition to these college students who play football, there are also some sports students jogging on the track, and in the corner of the stands, you can probably see some couples talking head to head there, not knowing what they are whispering. There are also people sitting in the stands holding a book and reciting English aloud – in this wide and noisy place, this volume is not noticeable, but it does not disturb others, and it is better than reciting in a study hall.

Zhao Ju looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

He loves it here and loves the university.

Zhao Ju, who will be 20 years old soon, has never gone to college, he has taken the road of professional football after graduating from primary school, and if it were not for the regulations of nine-year compulsory education, he would not even have been able to get a junior high school diploma.

At the beginning of the Chinese, he was both envious and curious about everything in the university, envious of the free life of these proud children, and curious about what more aspects of college life he had not seen were like.

Wouldn't it be nice to go to college......

Zhao Ju looked forward to it in his heart.

Then a shrill voice interrupted his fantasies: "Yo! Isn't this Director Zhao? ”

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