Chapter 35: The Reporter in the Cold Wind
The temperature in Italy is getting colder day by day in December, and Zhang Shu has already brought a hat and gloves to keep warm during training. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Generally speaking, in such cold weather, there will be a lot fewer fans who come to see training. However, today seems to be a little different, there are several more groups of people on the sidelines. They gathered outside the barbed wire fence at the training ground and watched the players running on the pitch with a blank eye.
"Which one? Did you see him? Someone asked.
"It's so far, how can you find it." One person took out a photo and compared it to the players on the training ground while looking at it.
"Right there, the one with the black hat and white sneakers."
The players were warming up at the other end of the pitch, wearing the same training uniforms with no numbers on them, and the only way to identify them across the pitch was the colour of their boots and hats.
These people are all Italian reporters stationed in the major domestic media to find out the outpost for the large army. In a small city like Brescia, where no media have a press station here, they arrive early in the morning from Milan and behind them a large wave of journalists are on their way from China to Italy.
"The technique is good."
"Well, didn't you look at his goal last week, don't you have any skills to kick it?"
"It seems that the relationship with my teammates is not bad, there are some talking and laughing."
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While the reporters were talking about Zhang, the Brescia players were also curious about the crowd on the sidelines, who were not like ordinary fans or scouts. However, seeing a large number of black-haired and yellow-skinned Asians, everyone can guess that this matter is mostly related to Zhang Shu.
"Zhang, that group over there seems to be Chinese, it seems that they came from other cities to see you." Antonio Filippini bumped Zhang Shu with his arm. The 29-year-old midfielder is a native of Brescia and has been with Brescia for eight years, making him the longest-serving member of the squad. He also has a younger brother, Emmanuel Filippini, who also played for Brescia before moving to Parma at the end of last season. In Filippini's understanding for so many years, Brescia is different from Milan, this small city has never seen so many Chinese.
"Ha, Zhang, you will be the one with the most fans in our team in the future." Bacchini leaned in. "I've heard that there are tens of millions of fans in China!" Although he has the same name, unlike the Finipini brothers, he has nothing to do with the youth team's Baccini Ko. Bacchini was loaned out of Juventus last winter and was repossessed by Juve as part of Gianluigi Buffon's transfer fee, before being loaned to Brescia. After a long circle, Bacchini returned to the small city, where he has performed so well that the club is already considering buying him officially at the end of the season.
The others were taken aback by the number "tens of millions" when they heard Bacchini's words. In their minds, one million is already a terrible level, the population of Brescia is only more than 100,000, the city of Milan is only more than 1 million, and the population of the entire Lombardy region combined is not 10 million. Tens of millions of fans, it's unimaginable.
It's a pity that they still underestimate the number of Chinese fans.
"Well, statistics from the World Cup said that there were about 100 million fans in China." Zhang Shu corrected Bacchini's math.
"One... One hundred million???!!! Everyone was speechless in shock.
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Reporters on the sidelines waited until Brescia's morning training was over, and they swarmed up, hoping to book an interview for their newspaper first.
However, they were stopped by the stadium's security. "I'm sorry, you can't go in."
"We are the media, we have the right to interview!" Someone held up the stand of the uncrowned king.
"Isn't the training over? We don't interrupt the team's training. "Someone is going to be reasonable.
"Hey, be accommodating, be accommodating." Someone else pulled out a few euros and tried to stuff them into the pockets of the stadium security guards.
It's a pity that the security guards were unmoved. "No! That was Mr. Mazzoni's order. You can't go in. ”
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Mazzoni looked at the crowd of reporters outside the stadium with a serious expression.
Zhang Shu's debut surprised everyone, and he is now worried that the young man will get carried away after a great performance. During his coaching career, he has seen many young talents who have become famous early, but they are soon carried away by the media's pursuit, and since then they have indulged in praise and pleasure, and finally disappeared from everyone, and he does not want Zhang Shu to be such a future.
So he stopped those who looked like reporters outside the training ground, hoping to give Zhang Shu a slightly calmer environment.
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The reporters still couldn't find a way to enter the club, so they gathered outside the club's gate in twos and threes, waiting for the players to come out.
Even if you don't let us in, can you still not come out?
As a result, Zhang Shu really didn't come out.
Brescia's first-team training schedule is usually like this, with a day off after the weekend if the team performs well. The first training session after the players return from vacation is mainly to arrange some low-intensity recovery training, and after the lunch break, there will be a video analysis of the game in the afternoon, which is both to summarize the problems that arose in the previous game and to prepare for the next game. For a weak brigade like Brescia, such preparation is very necessary. The coaching staff needs to be quick and straightforward to educate the players about the strategy and approach to the game, so that the players know how to achieve this through their abilities.
After the last game, Mazzoni asked Zhang Shu to join the team's tactical lesson.
So at noon, after Zhang Shu had lunch in the club restaurant, he participated in the team's tactical class in the afternoon. After the tactics class, he followed Merricini to the gym to continue his strength training alone.
As the sun set, the Brescia players had already left the club one by one.
Zhang Shu, who returned to the dormitory after training, took a shower and threw himself on the bed.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~h Lying on the soft bed, Zhang Shu let out a pleasant moan.
The club had long since fallen into silence, and only shivering reporters waited alone in the bitter cold wind.