Chapter 2: Welcome Home (Part II)

Early the next morning, Qin Shou rarely went out for morning exercises.

Maybe it was because of the jet lag, or maybe it was because he played too crazy last night, and when he woke up, his head was still groggy and his body was sore.

Recalling the scene last night when he threw off his cheeks and drank with a large group of people, Qin Shou's face was full of smiles again. After becoming a professional footballer, he almost stopped drinking, and alcoholic beverages have a huge impact on the player's athletic life.

However, last night Qin Shou made an exception, and when he saw familiar friends and relatives again, Qin Shou's heart was full of emotion. He couldn't suppress his emotions, so he could only use a heroic way of fighting wine to play with everyone.

He couldn't remember exactly how much he drank, and he didn't even know who sent him home in the end - he only knew that he had drunk the splinter.

If it weren't for the fact that his biological clock had been fixed a long time ago, maybe he would still be drinking with Old Carl and the others in his dreams at this time.

Anyway, with today's state, he will definitely not be able to go out to exercise, Qin Shou simply lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling fixedly - this small attic is his exclusive residence, even if he becomes a signed player of the New York Red Bulls, or even is loaned to the distant British Isles, this small house still hasn't changed much.

Carl Sr. didn't rent it out, nor did he use it as a storage room for miscellaneous items. Old Carl left it empty, keeping everything in its original place, and would come to clean it every two days, for him, this place would always belong to Qin Shou, there were memories of Qin Shou, and there were memories of him.

This return, in addition to moving, there is also warmth. Everything here really has a warm feeling that makes him return to his own home.

It's just that......

A bitterness flashed in Qin Shou's eyes, he knew very well that his return was only temporary, and the dream road he was pursuing was destined to be given to him by the United States.

All he can do is keep the best of him here during the time he stays.

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This year's Major League Soccer will officially kick off on March 18, and it's only mid-February, a little more than a month before the league kicks off.

However, professional teams often have to start training a month ago, after all, the players have not been systematically trained for more than two months after a long vacation, and their physical and competitive condition have not reached their peak level, plus after the league break, the team will also replenish fresh blood, and it takes time for new players to integrate into the team, so the pre-season training camp is necessary.

Two days later, the day the players were ready to start training and report to the team, Qin Shou met with head coach Dietmar at the Red Bulls training base in New York.

As always, Qin Shou was almost the first to come to the training ground. On the way here, from time to time, fans and street vendors who knew him greeted him, and everyone was not enthusiastic or cold about his return, as if he had always been here and never left. Of course, there are not no changes, and it is obvious that there are a lot more fans looking for Qin Shou to sign autographs than before.

When he arrived at the training ground, the guards greeted him very warmly, and occasionally a passing staff member would stop with a smile when they saw him, and said with a smile, "Qin, you're back", and then chatted a few words, and then walked away to do his own thing.

Before coming to the head coach's office, Qin Shou stopped and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in."

Dietmar's voice came from the office, still the same as before, flat and full of majesty.

Qin Shou smiled faintly, turned the handle, and pushed the door in.

The decoration of the head coach's office has not changed, it is exactly the same as before Qin Shou left, except for a few simple objects, only a sofa, a desk, and a huge bookcase remain.

Head coach Dietmar sat at his desk, lowered his head and wrote and stroked, and when he saw Qin Shou Qin Shou, he glanced up, and then lowered his head to continue his work, but his mouth was out of his mouth.

"Coming back? How does it feel to be in the UK? ”

The tone was very calm, but Qin Shou could easily hear the trace of concern contained in it.

Qin Shou couldn't afford it, smiled, sat straight on the sofa, and said, "It's not bad, I've met a lot of new friends in London." ”

“…… And a lot of teammates, right? Dittmar said, without looking up, he could imagine the embarrassed expression on Qin Shou's face at the moment, the corners of his mouth grinned, he didn't continue to tease Qin Shou, and said, "I heard Thierry say, you seem to be doing a good job over there?" ”

"Uh...... That one...... Average......" Qin Shou scratched his head, it should only be regarded as average, otherwise he would not return to the United States.

"You're quite modest, why, after spending a while in England, you didn't learn anything else, but you learned the modesty and low-key of John Bull? No matter what I think, the Qin I know doesn't look like a gentleman. ”

"Uh...... In fact, many times, I am quite a gentleman......" Qin Shou said cheekily.

“……”

The corners of Dietmar's mouth twitched, Qin Shou's stinky temper was very clear to him, with this stubborn temperament, and a little bit of burning hot character, this is still a gentleman? Ditemar once again refreshed his impression of Qin Shou's shameless senses in his heart.

"Honestly, the fact that you chose to return to the U.S. was a bit more than I expected." Dietmar finally finished the matter in his hand, he put down his pen, looked up at Qin Shou, and said, "I know very well that American football is more than one level behind European football, and if there is a chance, who doesn't want to stay in Europe?" It's good that so many clubs have made transfer requests and you have rejected them, I really don't know what is going on in your head. ”

Qin Shou opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

Dietmar waved his hand, turned to a smile, and said, "But you kid goblin, I don't think you'll be willing to play in the United States until you retire, I believe it won't be long before you leave, right?" ”

Qin Shou's face was a little hot, but he still nodded honestly.

"Well, with your talent and ability, European football is indeed the stage where you can display your talents." Dietmar nodded, stood up, and slowly walked in front of Qin Shou, "But no matter what, it's good to be back, do a good job here, as long as it's gold, no matter when, it won't be ignored." ”

As he spoke, Dietmar smiled and opened his arms to Qin Shou. Qin Shou stood up and hugged the head coach.

"Welcome home, my child."

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Exiting from the office, Qin Shou saw his friend Coach Juan waiting outside the door.

"Coach Juan, if you look at me like this, I think I'll have a misunderstanding. You know, I'm not interested in men. Qin Shou smiled and nodded with him.

"you, you're still the same as before, always so nasty." Coach Juan glared at Qin Shou, and then the two hugged tightly, "Welcome back, Qin." ”

"Thank you, Coach Juan."

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At this moment, there are already people on the training ground. The players who have not yet completely recovered from their vacation get together in twos and threes, this one says that he went to Europe for a vacation, the other says that he is lying on the beach in Brazil, and he has seen a lot of sexy girls in bikinis, and bursts of laughter are heard from time to time.

When assistant coach Juan appeared gloomily on the sidelines of the training pitch, the players let out an exclamation, then stopped their bragging, and ran towards the locker room in a panic.

"Guys, Blackface Juan is here, let's go change our jerseys, otherwise this guy will be going crazy again!"

"Move faster, don't let him seize the opportunity to punish us for running laps - ha, my belly has gained a lap during the vacation, and I really want to run ten laps and eight laps, I can't stand it."

Cahill, Max and the others saw Qin Shou behind Juan, their eyes lit up, and they waved at Qin Shou as they ran.

"Hey, man, what are you waiting for, why don't you catch up?"

"Didn't this guy go to England once, did he?"

"Come on, buddy, hurry up and change into your jersey and sneakers, and let's fight the evil blackface Juan together!"

"Haha!"

Qin Shou laughed, this relaxed and cheerful atmosphere was so familiar, everything had never changed.

When Coach Juan's face was getting darker and darker, Qin Shou shouted, "Hit the black-faced Juan!" Strange screams rushed to the group.

A group of people ran into the locker room, and laughter was heard far and wide.

"Qin, you are bold enough to dare to say this about Coach Juan, it is estimated that he will tear your heart at this time!"

"After a trip to the UK, Qin is getting worse and worse!"

"Qin, you've been gone for a few months, I really want to kill you......"

"Damn it, Tim, you damn faggot, get out of the way, okay?"

"Haha, welcome back, Qin!"