Zhang's reasons for refusing were flawless, and Bacchini certainly knows how brutal the rest of the fixture will be. www.biquge.info As the core of Brescia now, Zhang Shu must maintain full attendance, so he has no reason to drag Zhang Shu to the bar anymore.

So when Bacchini led the young people of Brescia to feel the enthusiasm of Turkish beauties, Zhang Shu could only lie on the big bed in the hotel room and talk to Han Yu on the phone.

"It's getting late, you go back to your room and rest. You've got class tomorrow. Zhang Shu looked at the time of his mobile phone and said reluctantly.

The two of them are still in the stage of secret love, in order not to let Aunt Han notice, Han Yu can only chat with Zhang Shu in the garage.

"Are you bored without someone to talk to?" Han Yu's faint voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Uhhh Zhang Shu thought about it, and finally replied honestly, "There will be a little." ”

It was quite late for Han Yu, who was going to school the next day, but for Zhang Shu, there was still a long time before he went to sleep.

"Why don't you hang up the phone, plug in the headphones, and put the phone in your pocket?" Zhang Shu said, "You don't have to speak, I just want to know that you're still on the other end of the phone." ”

The phone was silent, and after a while, Han Yu's response came.

"Hmm."

Soon, there was only a subtle sound of electricity left in the earpiece, and Zhang Shu also plugged in the headphones, but did not continue to speak.

He opened the curtains of the room, and under the starry sky in Istanbul, he listened to the footsteps of Han Yu going upstairs on the other end of the phone, mixed with a faint breath, Aunt Han, "Why did you go to the car to find something for so long?" The questioning, the trivial chatter between the mother and daughter...

The complex, muffled sounds coming from his headphones made him feel like he was at home in Brescia, like the everyday symphony he usually heard next door in his room.

These voices crossed a distance of 1,600 kilometers from distant Italy and flew to Istanbul via radio waves, and this somewhat lonely and boring night slowly warmed Zhang Shu's lonely heart in a foreign hotel.

In another room, Di Biagio was seriously discussing the team's discipline with Baggio.

"Robbie, you should be strict with those young players and not let them go out and fool around with such a tight schedule for the rest of the game!"

"Relax Gigi, I think they'll be measured." Baggio calmed Di Biagio's emotions. "It's normal for young people to relax a little bit after a game, they're not people who don't know what to do, and they shouldn't be going home at night."

"Even if you don't care about anyone else, what about your successor? You have to think about it, if Zhang's friends are a bunch of nightclub animals who like to roll on the bellies of strange women, do you think Zhang really won't be affected at all? ”

As the captain of a team, Baggio relied more on his charisma and prestige to manage Brescia's dressing room. A Buddhist, he believes in going with the flow, so he doesn't usually care whether the young people in the team are healthy or not, but Di Biagio's words made Baggio hesitate.

"Zhang didn't go with him today, I think it shows that his self-control ability is very strong." Baggio finally chose to believe Zhang Shu, but looking at Di Biagio's solemn face, he finally raised his hands. "Okay, I'll talk to him later."

"Knock knock~"

When Zhang Shu opened the door, he was surprised to find that it was not his roommate Schauff who had returned from clubbing, but the captain of the team, Baggio, who was standing at the door.

"Robbie, what's the matter?" Zhang Shu took off the earphones hanging from his ears and put them in his pocket.

"It's okay, just come and talk to you." Baggio smiled and spread out his hands, looking at Zhang Shu with a pair of green eyes, "Is it convenient to go in?" ”

"Of course, of course." Zhang Shu hurriedly gave way to the door.

Baggio slowly walked into the room and sat down on Schop's bed, who had temporarily lost his owner. "Zhang, why didn't you hang out with them?"

"Well, I'm not very interested in that kind of place." Zhang Shu touched his head and replied honestly.

In the face of Baggio, he did not use the excuse of politely rejecting Bagchini before, after all, if he said that he was trying to conserve energy, it would inevitably give people the feeling of accusing other teammates who were out to play for ignoring the team's next game, although he didn't actually mean that.

"Zhang, I'm glad you have such an idea, that's right, as I told you before, you can't find true love in that kind of place." Listening to Zhang Shu's words, Baggio was a little relieved, and he laughed. It was natural to shift the conversation to personal issues. "But you're about the same age, so you have to go out and expand your circle of friends when you have time. Do you have a favorite girl? ”

Baggio's words made Zhang Shu feel a little shy, but he didn't intend to hide his love life.

"Actually, I have a girlfriend now."

"Oh! Good! Baggio clapped his hands, "It's not really manly to be nostalgic between several women. As long as you are sure that it is the other party, I suggest that you start a family early, which will also help you a lot in your career. ”

"Well, I'm sorry, Robbie, our Chinese law doesn't allow you to get married so early." Zhang Shu's expression was a little embarrassed. Although he admires Baggio's childhood sweetheart who has been married for decades and respects each other, he has not considered such a distant thing as marriage for himself.

Hearing Zhang Shu's words, Baggio's face showed a trace of regret, but he soon continued to instill the idea of starting a family in Zhang Shu in a gossipy tone.

"It's a pity, Zhang, in Italy, players who marry early are given preferential treatment, Carlo has publicly declared that he prefers to use married players, and when he was in Bologna, he often urged his players to marry."

"Damn, dad still works part-time in this ???" Zhang Shu only felt that Mazzoni's image in his heart had completely collapsed, and he only thought that Mazzoni was a coach with a gentle personality and obsessed with tactics, but he didn't expect that there would be this side.

Baggio nodded, "Yes, all elderly Italians believe that a sense of responsibility to the family is an important criterion for whether a man is called a man. The older the big ball, the more important it will be. Milan, Inter and Juventus are the three clubs with the highest marriage rates in Serie A. ”

Zhang Shu thought about it, and it seemed that this was really the case. The older generation of Italian internationals seem to have gotten married quite early, and most of their wives are childhood sweethearts or ordinary people, and a small number of them have not registered with the city government, and most of them have carried out engagement ceremonies according to the traditional wedding process.

However, with the development of the times, young players nowadays do not seem to value tradition so much. More players are starting to get involved with supermodels, TV stars, gossip girls.

"Mind telling me what kind of girl she is?" Baggio asked curiously, it stands to reason that Zhang's life circle is quite small, and he doesn't know when he will have a girlfriend.

Zhang Shu slowly recalled Han Yu in his mind, and smirked a few times when he thought about it.

It wasn't until he saw Baggio's playful smile that he reacted back and put away his own smile.

"She... Just an ordinary person ... ”

"Ordinary people are good." Baggio nodded, encouraging Zhang Shu to continue.

"She's a year older than me...

"Age is not an issue, Andriana is also a year older than me." Baggio shrugged.

"She will take care of my life, three meals a day, cleaning the house, I only need to train and compete, and I don't have to think about anything else...

"Ha, that's why old-fashioned coaches think it's easier for players to focus on football when they're married. Although you are not married ... Baggio commented with a smile.

"Usually we spend very little time together, and she doesn't ask to be with me at any time, she has her own business, but I feel very relaxed when we are together, and I feel very calm even if I don't do anything; She doesn't make too intimate gestures to me, but I feel happy just by making eye contact; On the pitch I love scoring goals, I like assists, I love listening to the fans call my name, I love the ups and downs of the win. But when I'm with her, even if it's plain, I like it just as much... ”

"Anyway, she's nothing special to anyone else, but she's the most special one for me."

"Hahahaha, Zhang, I really didn't expect you to say such a thing." Looking at Zhang Shu, who was a little shy, Baggio couldn't help but laugh. "You should say these things to that person's face, though."

Now he is not at all worried that Zhang Shu will be ruined by women like those young players of the new generation.

"By the way, have I seen her?" Baggio asked.

"Well, you've actually seen it, it's the girl who sent me to train every day." Zhang Shu touched his head and said embarrassedly, he didn't mean to hide it from his teammates, but he didn't say anything when no one asked.

And in distant Brescia, Aunt Han was touching Han Yu's forehead with her hand.

"Don't have a fever?"

She looked at her crimson daughter and muttered to herself in confusion. (To be continued.) )