Chapter 12: It's a little strange

When Lin Sisi brought her younger brother to learn to play football again, she found that there was no tall and handsome figure in the training class.

Just as she was looking around, the voice of Director Yang sounded behind her: "He's gone." ”

"Huh?" Lin Sisi looked at Director Yang in surprise. "Gone? Got home? ”

"No, it's time to kick the ball."

Lin Sisi was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about whether this was the usual kind of amateur game, or whether it had a deep meaning.

"He probably won't come back." Director Yang looked at the girl's stupid appearance, said again, and then turned around and walked to the football field, ignoring her no more.

Lin Sisi stood alone in place, like a statue.

Lin Yuan glanced over to his sister and saw her sitting on the sidelines, motionless. Although it was far away, Lin Yuan could see that his sister was in a daze.

This is a bit of a disgraced sister, Lin Yuan is still seeing it for the first time.

"Lin Yuan! What kind of god is trained to walk? If you don't want to practice, go down and rest! Director Yang's scolding quickly drew Lin Yuan's attention back.

After scolding Lin Yuan, Yang Wenlong also set his eyes on the girl and shook his head gently.

That stinky boy......

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After the training, Lin Yuan packed up his things and went home with his sister, and on the way home, his sister didn't say a word, and the whole person seemed to have lost her spirit.

Lin Yuan knew that this was because his sister hadn't seen Coach Gao, in fact, when he was training, he heard his teammates say that Coach Gao would not be here in the future, and he didn't know where Coach Gao went.

So my sister's appearance should have something to do with never seeing Coach Gao again, but he is still very strange.

"Where is Coach Gao......" Lin Yuan pouted.

"What do children know?" Lin Sisi snorted.

"Why don't I understand? I know you like Coach Gao, right? ”

Lin Sisi glanced at his younger brother, but did not speak.

"Why don't I see anything good about Coach Gao? Hang your child all day long...... I heard that Director Yang took him in, but he often made Director Yang angry...... What is there to like about such a person? ”

Lin Sisi looked at his younger brother's puffed up appearance, and suddenly asked, "Don't you think Coach Degao likes to laugh very much?" ”

Lin Yuan didn't expect his sister to ask this question suddenly, he thought about it very seriously, and then nodded: "Indeed, I can always see him laughing, and I don't know how there are so many happy things in a day......"

"Then have you ever seen that every time Coach Gao laughs, there is a little melancholy in his smile?"

Lin Yuan looked at his sister dumbfounded: "It's obviously a smile, where does the melancholy come from?" ”

The elder sister knocked on the younger brother's head: "So what do children know!" ”

Lin Yuan held his head in his hands and protested, "Why don't I understand?" Laughter means happy, and aren't happy and melancholy antonyms? I'm in fifth grade, I know! ”

Lin Sisi reached out and touched his head: "When you grow up, you will understand......"

Lin Yuan pouted, very unconvinced, he was eleven years old, he could already understand many things, how old did he have to grow to understand?

But he could also see that his sister was not in a very good mood today, and he was afraid that he would be knocked on the head by his sister again, so he couldn't bear it anymore.

Lin Sisi suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction where the training class was located, which was the direction of sunset, to the west.

Her gaze did not fall on the door of the training class, but jumped directly over and looked farther away. In that place far away from her reach, is he working hard for his dream?

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Gao Zheng put his hands on the pergola, even though he still had to squint his eyes, otherwise the sunlight reflected on the court was still dazzling enough.

On an Italian winter morning, the sun is so strong that it turns the yellowish turf white.

He was a little dizzy, and he didn't know if it was because of the harsh sunlight or because the jet lag hadn't arrived yet - he and Uncle Guo had only arrived in Milan yesterday afternoon, and then Uncle Guo had rented a car, and they drove straight to Modena. Because Sassuolo is a small town and there are not many hotels, they live in the city of Modena, which is more than 20 kilometers from Sassuolo.

It was already late at night when I got my stay in the hotel.

Obviously he should have slept, but because of the damn jet lag, Gao Zheng was not sleepy at all when he was lying in bed, and he couldn't sleep even if he wanted to.

So he tossed and turned until the morning, because the first game of the trial was in the morning, so he and Uncle Guo got up very early, took a shower, had a simple breakfast, and drove to Sassuolo again.

After all this tossing, he finally stood on the turf of Enzo Ricci, Sassuolo's training ground.

But his mental state and physical condition are really not good.

Who says that if you wait a long time for a visa, you will have no time to prepare?

Of course, he doesn't have much money, so he has to be careful in terms of budget, and if he can stay in a hotel for one less day, he can save more money, and he really has no luxury to come to Sassuolo to prepare for the game long in advance.

Now this situation can only be caused by a variety of factors.

Gao Zheng had no way to complain about all this, he told Sassuolo about his difficulties, and the club would agree to postpone his trial for a few days?

And he is not the only one in this trial, Gao Zheng looked around, in addition to him, there were two other people who also came to participate in this trial.

A tall, strong black man, and a small white man, plus him, there were three people in this trial.

"All right, boys. Let's start with a game and see how you perform. A coach-like man stood in front of them and said, "Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't perform well, it's just a simple test and it won't decide your fate based on your performance in this game." You're going to have a week of tryouts with the team and one game at the end. It's all the performances you perform throughout the tryout process that will determine whether you can stay here or not. Good luck. ”

With that, he left the court.

Gao Zheng looked at his teammates again, the two people who came to trial with him, one was playing guard and standing in the guard line, and the other was playing winger and standing on the side. And of course, he is still a center forward, standing outside the center circle, waiting for the main force of the reserve team opposite to kick off.

Most of the players in the reserve squad are players of the same age as Gao Zheng, and he came to try out for this team, not Sassuolo's first team. Even if he can pass the trial and sign with the team, he will have to go to the reserve team to train for the game before he can make it to the first team.

A whistle blows, and the game begins.

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Even though it wasn't a fateful game, the people who took part in the trials worked hard, after all, if they perform well, they can make a good impression on the coach who is watching from the sidelines, and the first impression is important.

Gao Zheng's performance was not good at the beginning, and it was obvious that his body was not in the best condition.

The first time he got the ball, he lost possession due to the interference of the opposition. As soon as the opponent hits him a little harder, it will be difficult for him to continue to maintain control of the ball. In the amateur game, he has faced all kinds of physical contacts, but none of them can compare to today's.

This is a completely different world from the kind of amateur competition he plays in China, the intensity of confrontation and the speed of the game are far beyond that of China, compared to the domestic amateur competition, it is like a child's play.

Gao Zheng hadn't experienced such a feeling for a long time......

It's a bit unfamiliar.