"Landed, landed, landed!"

"Which class?"

"Which passage did Zhang Shu come out of? Whoever has a message to share it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The waiting hall of Kunming Airport was full of people, and when Zhang Shu's flight information was changed to "arrived", reporters from major media outlets, who were lying or sitting, jumped up from the ground and squeezed into the narrow passage.

They all came to shoot Zhang Shu's return to China. During this time, they watched their counterparts in Milan send all kinds of explosive news to the country one after another, and their eyes were red with envy. Now that Zhang Shu has finally returned to their territory, how could they let go of this good opportunity.

"It's out!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and suddenly long guns and short cannons were set up at the entrance of the passage. The reporters identified the people one by one, especially the young men wearing hats and sunglasses, whether they were the main ones or not, and took a few photos first.

However, until the crowd walked out of the waiting hall, the reporters still did not find Zhang Shu.

"Could it be that Zhang Shu really took the VIP channel?" Someone questioned it.

Someone immediately vetoed this possibility.

"The person guarding the VIP passage said he didn't see Zhang Shu."

While the reporters were waiting in the waiting hall, Zhang Shu stayed on the plane to take pictures with the crew.

He put his arms around a flight attendant in his left and right hands, facing the camera, smiling so hard that his face was rotten.

"It's my turn, it's my turn." After a photo was taken, two other flight attendants in line immediately crowded to Zhang Shu's side, making a bird-like pose.

"Ah, it's still the kindness of the people of the motherland." Zhang Shumei cooperated with the flight attendants to make various shapes. After looking at the freckled Apennine beauties in Italy for half a year, Zhang Shu found that the beauties in China were more in line with his own aesthetics.

"This feeling of hugging left and right, this is heaven!" He cried out in his heart.

"Zhang Shu, we have to hurry." Zhu Hefang, who was waiting at the door of the cabin, smiled and urged beside him. In order to prevent Zhang Shu from having the opportunity to talk to reporters after returning to China, the Football Association deliberately found a relationship and drove the car that picked up Zhang Shu into the tarmac of the airport. After Zhang Shu got off the plane, he was directly "escorted" to the Kunming Haigeng Sports Training Base, which was already fully enclosed.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, under the instruction of Yan Shiduo, Zhu Hefang, the leader of the national team, personally came to the airport to carry out this escort work.

Facing this young man who made him grit his teeth, Zhu Hefang looked kind. For a bureaucrat like him, talking and laughing with his enemies is just the most basic skill.

"Okay, right away, it's almost over." Zhang Shu turned his head and said to Zhu Hefang. He had a good impression of this team leader Zhu, and he knew at a glance that the other party was a good person.

The team leader should be responsible for all the chores of the team, and it is also hard work. These miscellaneous things should be done by younger boys, and it is simply unprofessional for the Chinese Football Association to let such a person in his 40s do it! Scold! -- Zhang Shu thought in his heart.

The driver helped Zhang Shu put the luggage into the trunk, Zhang Shu followed Zhu Hefang into the second row of the commercial car, and the car drove out of the airport quickly and sped away in the direction of the Haigeng base.

Zhu Hefang secretly looked at Zhang Shu, Zhang Shu was completely different from what he imagined. In his imagination, Zhang Shu, who can speak so openly to reporters, should be the kind of person who wears a T-shirt with indecent English words, tattoos all over his body, studs on his ears, and a rebellious face.

And the young man sitting next to him was looking curiously at the scene that was constantly speeding by outside the car window. The neat inch of the head, there is no extra decoration on the body, and even the smile on his face is full of sincerity. Zhu Hefang didn't expect that just one expression could make him look completely two people from the mocking photo in the newspaper before.

Maybe Zhang Shu is just a false snake with himself? It's like I'm not talking and laughing with him with a smile on my face now--Zhu Hefang thought like this--I must not take this kid lightly!

Zhang Shucai didn't know what this amiable team leader Zhu was thinking, he still felt that the other party should be a good person.

So he decided to ask this good man for some help in life at the training base.

"Team leader?" "Comrade Zhang Shu, what's the matter?" "What's more fun outside the training base?"

"What do you say???!!! Zhu Hefang had a ghostly expression on his face. Which of the new players to the national team was not polite when he saw him, and he behaved positively and wholeheartedly won glory for the country, but when he came to this kid, he asked himself where was fun? What about the professionalism of the European players? What about the self-restraint of high-level players?

Zhang Shu took it for granted, generally speaking, players still have more free time, except for training, they always have to find a place to spend time.

"This... Zhang Shu, what about our training camp... It's a closed training camp... To get the best out of your training ... So... You can't usually go out... Zhu Hefang said cautiously while considering his words.

As a Chinese official, he knows all too well what happens when he says the wrong thing. Sometimes saying something you shouldn't say is more serious than doing something you shouldn't.

"What? Isn't that jail time??? Zhang Shu shouted.

"You can't say that, Xiao Zhang, the country is also trying to let you eliminate interference and strive for the best results, isn't it?" Zhu Hefang said awe-inspiringly.

Of course, the reality is not so simple. He just didn't want Zhang Shu to go out and reach reporters.

But Zhang Shucai didn't want to be trapped in a base, it seemed that this Team Leader Zhu was very talkative, so he decided to ask a little "deviant" question.

"Team leader, where can I sneak out of the training base?"

Zhu Hefang never thought that he would actually communicate with one of his players about how to violate team rules. When he got out of the car, he felt like he was in a cold sweat.

Let's take a look at what questions Zhang Shu is asking, what is the "Internet café near the Haigeng base", what is the "roll call time of the training base", what is "which player likes to take his friends out to play the most"...

He even asked shyly if there was a high school with more girls near Zhu and Fang Haigeng base!

What the hell does this kid want to do! Do you still want to fall in love in this short week?

In fact, that's what Zhang Shu thinks, since he left school, his heterosexual social circle has shrunk rapidly, and he can't look down on those foreign girls after going to Italy. So much so that at the age of seventeen, when he first fell in love, he couldn't help his turbulent heart as soon as he returned to China.

What a wonderful thing it would be to meet a beautiful love here.

Zhu Hefang didn't want to talk to Zhang Shu anymore, he couldn't bear his disgust with Zhang Shu, but he still had to pretend to have a good impression of Zhang Shu and persuade him to train hard and not think about those who didn't have it, Zhu Hefang felt that he would have to go crazy first if he continued like this.

He knew the answers to these questions, and even knew that there were players who turned out of the base in the middle of the night to go to the bar, in fact, he wanted to tell Zhang Shu all these things, and then find an opportunity to seize his handle and expel him from the national team.

But he didn't dare, he knew that as long as Zhang Shu made a little news in the training base, those reporters would pounce like sharks that smelled blood. Even if the Football Association can find a way to isolate Zhang Shu from the media in China, those reporters will definitely continue to look for him after Zhang Shu returns to Italy.

At that time, the ghost will know if Zhang Shu will make any moths again.

So he could only be like a real team leader, patiently doing ideological work for Zhang Shu, just begging him to spend the week quietly and send him back to Italy immediately after the first training match.