Because of the snow, the team bus to Turin was slow.

Several young people sat in the back row, some playing game consoles, some chatting.

"Why can Dybala play at Juventus?" Kuvas has been asking this question a lot these days. Born in Argentina, he played as the main player in Boca Juniors at a young age, and he is well-known in Argentina, so it can be said that the future is limitless, but if he compares it with Dybala, Kuvas feels that he is not a fart.

"Why?" Wang Dalong patted him on the shoulder, looking disdainful.

"Because everyone calls him Little Demon Fairy, the future successor of Messi."

"And you're not."

"Messi's successor? I'm not Messi, I'm Kuvas, and Kuvas is Kuvas. Kuvas withdrew his gaze from the window, his gaze becoming determined.

Why be Messi's successor?

It's just a flash.

"I'm only 1.65 meters tall, and I'm a proper future football king."

"Your sister, if you are the king of the ball, then I am not the god of the ball?" Lincoln, a Brazilian, and Cuvas, an Argentine, are always bickering, and perhaps this has something to do with the nationality of the two men. In terms of age, although Lincoln is younger, in terms of appearance, Lincoln looks much older, like his father.

"You? Ball God? Kuvas laughed, "You and Neymar are not." ”

"And what about you, how many streets were dumped by Dybala?"

"I'm still young, and youth is my biggest asset."

"I said you're very noisy, Kuvas, what basis do you have?" Wang Dalong decisively interrupted their quarrel.

Navas instantly became serious, and then gave the reason: "According to my observation, Maradona is 1.68 meters, Messi is 1.68.5 meters, Dybala is 1.77 meters, Neymar is 1.75 meters, Griezmann is 1.76 meters, and I am only 1.65 meters......"

Dare to be affectionate, this is the standard? Wang Dalong looked confused.

"Uh...... According to your standards, our China is the place where the football kings gather, and the streets are full of football kings, haha! According to your standards, I have a proper Neymar strength. After saying that, Wang Dalong himself laughed, according to the height division standard, then the Chinese can indeed have many ball kings, and there are many throughout Asia.

"Well, if that's the case, you can indeed be the king of the ball, when Maradona stands in front of you, he does have to bow his head like you, but then how do you explain Ronaldo, Ronaldinho, Ronaldo?" Lincoln retorted dismissively, giving several examples.

"Except for the Luo family...... Besides, I'm talking about the king of the ball, how many king of the ball are there in the world? Aren't there just two? ”

"Well, what you said makes a little sense, then Bailey and I are only a little bit different, he is 1.74 meters." Wang Dalong was happy, and instantly felt that he was a lot closer to the ball king.

"Casey, what about you, what do you think?" Seeing Casey quietly looking out the window and not talking with everyone, Wang Dalong said hello.

"Me? I want to be like Paul Pogba and make a lot of money, not to be the top player, but to be one of the richest stars. ”

"That's pretty true, yes." Wang Dalong nodded, and then asked himself, what about me?

Half a year ago, he just wanted to play professional football and earn enough money to treat his parents.

But half a year later, he has realized this dream, and he thinks more than that.

"What about you, king?" Casey looked at Wang Dalong seriously, and he also wanted to know what Wang Dalong's goal was.

"Me? Haha," Wang Dalong laughed, "I also want to make a lot of money, and then win a golden ball and come back in front of you......"

"Golden Ball?" Even Guedes, who was playing the game, put down the game console, and the word 'Golden Ball' shocked everyone, just talking about playing, but I didn't expect Wang Dalong to pull the Golden Ball.

This sacred word seems to make people feel a little excited?

The 2016 Ballon d'Or was lost to Cristiano? Ronaldo took it, who will be in 2017? Cristiano Ronaldo? Messi? Neymar? Griezmann?

Anyway, it won't be them.

"I also have two of these things, under the crotch, no one can snatch them, hehe."

"The Mero era has lasted for a full decade, and it doesn't seem to be over yet, if we don't work harder, how can we take over, Casey won't grab it from us, and the four of us will take turns to take it......" Lincoln smiled, as if it was their turn to take the Golden Ball.

"What a dream! Where did you put Anthony Martial, Marcus Rashford, Kylian Mbappe, Dembele? When they don't exist? I can't even fight a special plane! Get out of the car for me! ”

At some point, Davelsa stood in front of them, laughed and cursed, and drove them all out of the car.

These bunnies! However, it is indeed good to have dreams...... Looking at their galloping figures, he muttered to himself.

If these guys can kick out, wouldn't it be good for me? Hehehehe......

In fact, his heart is also a little excited......

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Turin!

It is home to Juventus, one of the greatest clubs in Europe.

Wang Dalong, like a tourist, stood outside the Juventus Stadium Square, a little excited.

The Juventus Stadium is the first football stadium in Italy to be wholly owned by a club. Because in Italy, football stadiums are usually owned by local authorities.

The stadium was rebuilt in 2009 from the original Alp Stadium, and although it is not large, it still looks majestic.

It's just that the big screen outside the stadium actually played an Adidas advertisement, not Nike's.

He also thought that Nike had released an advertisement for 2017, and he was the most important supporting role in it!

Every time he goes to a city to play a game, Wang Dalong is used to visiting the city, and he will not let go of Turin City. Normally, there is time the day before the game, and after the game, the team returns to Parma overnight.

After staying at the hotel, he arrived at the Juventus Stadium. It's not that he has any special feelings for this stadium, but that he came here to buy something.

Wang Dalong finally walked into the Juventus store.

A tall, big-eyed waitress in a brown ponytail and black overalls enthusiastically followed him.

"Chinese?"

The waitress asked in English. Maybe seeing that Wang Dalong is yellow-skinned, out of professional habits, he asked Wang Dalong if he was Chinese.

"How do you know?" Wang Dalong was surprised, there were no three words Chinese written on his forehead.

"Because it's usually Chinese who come here to buy things."

"Oh......" After half a year of special training, Wang Dalong's English is still at a certain level, and he can use it for daily communication.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Well, I want to buy a number 10 shirt, but it's not what it is, it's going to be printed with Del? Pierrot's. "Wang Dalong's request is a bit excessive, the number 10 shirt is now worn on Dybala, he wants Pierrot's shirt, the shirt he wears, how many years ago was that?

However, this request was not made by him, but by Xie Ying and his father, and Wang Dalong just bought it for him. Needless to say, Xie Ying's father must be a Juventus fan, or a particularly nostalgic fan, otherwise he wouldn't have asked for Pierrot's jersey.

The big-eyed beauty blinked, thinking that she had misheard, this guy was innocent and embarrassed her, right? Where did she go to find this jersey?

But she was obviously a very smart woman, and she immediately had a way to deal with it, and she showed a professional smile, and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, the owner of the number 10 shirt is Dybala now, but if you want a shirt about Pierrot, I think you're out of luck today?"