Yang Pan is always the last player to leave the training ground every day, and after training, he will practice for himself for half an hour, mainly practicing his free kicks and crosses from high-speed dribbling. No one asked for him, it was completely self-realization.

Yang Pan is very clear about himself now, and the head coach is willing to use the only non-EU player quota to bring in him, a rookie who has played for a season, and he must have taken a fancy to himself. Therefore, this season will never arrange for yourself to sit on the cold bench for a season, of course, if your strength does not meet the requirements, being abandoned is the only way. That's why he has to work so hard and work so hard, just to adapt himself to the team and Serie A.

Although he ended up staying in Serie A, and Zhang Jun returned to the Netherlands in gloom, but in comparison, does staying really mean embarking on the road to success? In Italy you are definitely several times more stressful than in the Netherlands, and the difficulties are several times greater. With the start of the Serie A season just around the corner, more and more Chinese journalists are coming to Bologna's Dall'Ara stadium. Although Zhang Jun has scored consecutive goals in the Netherlands recently, he has received more attention than him.

Everyone will ask, can Yang Pan play in the first round of Serie A? Can Yang Pan sit in the main position? When did Yang Pan's first assist come in? When was the first goal scored? Can Yang Pan succeed in Italy?

Because of the Serie A complex of the Chinese people, he has greater expectations on his shoulders, right?

But on the other hand, Yang Pan also knows very well that compared to Zhang Jun, he is not a genius. That guy is a true genius! I invented the dragon by myself, and after only looking at it a few times at 90 degrees, it can be perfectly reproduced, and it is also used continuously with the dragon...... I just worked a little harder than others, and I was always with Zhang Jun, so I could have my current success. Another point is the biggest difference between himself and Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun can play in the professional league with the mentality of playing happily and win the Silver Boot Award. And he is different, he has a clear goal from the beginning, to win the championship. When I was in junior high school, I wanted to win the national championship in junior high school, and I got it. When I was in high school, I was going to win the national championship in high school, and I got it. I still have to win the national championship when I go to college, and the result is as I wish. When it comes to the professional game, he has a bigger goal - to win the World Cup! It is this goal that has made him go all the way, from a city in western Henan to the Netherlands, and from the Netherlands to Italy, and one day, he will walk on the podium of the World Cup!

It is precisely because of these goals and his ability that Yang Pan is so desperate. When you are alone in Italy, you have no one to rely on, and the only thing you can trust is your own legs. Isn't the realization of those goals also based on these legs?

The most realistic goal at the moment is to play in the team as soon as possible, but the most imminent goal is still ...... Find a good and inexpensive restaurant to feed your stomach.

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Yang Pan is known to not be able to cook. That's why Zhang Jun is worried about his life alone in Bologna. When he first arrived in Bologna, he stayed in a hotel, where he was provided with three meals a day. Later, he moved into an apartment provided by the club, and he began to look for restaurants all over the city. Maybe it's because I've been with Zhang Jun, a cook, for a long time, and my mouth is also tricky. He is not used to eating many restaurants in Bologna, and is still at the point of looking for restaurants with a map. On that map, where there is a cross-out, it indicates that it has been eaten and tastes bad, and now there are fewer and fewer restaurants without a cross-out.

Today this restaurant is a Chinese restaurant located at the entrance of Metro Station 1. The name is strange, it is called "chinachina restaurant". How do you translate this? Because of the name, Yang Pan decided to take the fifteen-minute subway to get a meal — he didn't have a driver's license or a car — and he didn't have hope about the taste of the food, and it was the name that attracted him.

Years later, Yang Pan should be glad about his original decision.

A very, very ordinary restaurant, at least from the outside. Compared with the Mexican restaurants next to it, this cuisine, and Brazilian barbecue, there is no "China" or "China" characteristics.

Yang Pan still decided to push the door and go in to take a look, can he still turn around and walk away when he comes? There are no customers in the store, so it doesn't seem to taste very good. There was a brown-haired waitress behind the bar who was busy with her head down, and when she heard the door knock, she quickly raised her head.

Yang Pan thought for a moment that he saw the famous French actress Sophie Marceau (Sophie Marceau) who starred in "L'Amourbraque" at the age of eighteen, with smart and clear brown eyes, a high nose bridge, fair skin, and smiling red lips, and he was stunned at the door.

Seeing that it was a black-haired, black-eyed and yellow-skinned man, the waitress hurriedly bowed and shouted, "koneecheewa!" (Say: Hello!) ）

Yang Pan turned his head to look around, but he didn't see him. Until I heard the other person shouting again: "koneecheewa! He came to his senses and pointed his finger at himself: "Are you talking to me?" ”

The girl smiled and bowed again: "koneecheewa!" ”

"Don't!" Yang Pan hurriedly waved his hand and said in English, "I'm not myself, I'm not myself!" ”

Seeing that Yang Pan could speak English, the woman switched to English and asked, "Then you are Korean, sir?" ”

Yang Pan rolled his eyes, could it be that the yellow-skinned and black-haired people only have short people and small-eyed Koreans in the eyes of foreigners? "I'm not Korean either, miss." He said angrily.

"Nor is it? Let me guess...... Well, you're North Korean? No? That's the Mongols? Not yet? Could it be Vietnamese? ”

Yang Pan slapped on the bar: "What's the name of your restaurant?" ”

"Oh!" The woman slapped her face, "You are Chinese, sir." ”

Yang Pan was made to cry and laugh by this woman, and he had no appetite to eat, so he turned around and wanted to leave. But he was stopped by the other party: "Sir, please stay!" Aren't you here to eat? ”

"I wanted to eat it, but now I don't have an appetite."

"But I was just kidding you! In fact, when you are anxious to say that you are not yourself, I know that you are Chinese. ”

"Miss, some jokes are not open to Chinese." Yang Pan was about to leave again, but was stopped again.

"I'm sorry, sir. I know it's wrong, so in order to apologize to you, this meal is free, it's always okay, right? "The girl's voice and expression are very sincere.

Yang Pan looked at the woman: "Free?" ”

"It's free!" The woman nodded affirmatively.

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"Hee-hee! What does the gentleman want? The woman changed into an apron and stood next to Yang Pan's seat with a large tray in her arms. Only then did Yang Pan notice that the woman was not wearing any work clothes at all just now.

Yang Pan flipped through the menu written in Chinese, Italian and English, and didn't know what he wanted, so he had to point to one casually: "That's it." ”

"Okay, a portion of Yangzhou fried rice. Wait a minute, sir. ”

Very quickly, the steaming fried rice was brought up by the woman. "Yangzhou fried rice, you use it slowly, sir."

Yang Pan scooped a mouthful with a spoon, blew and put it in his mouth to chew. But as soon as he took the first bite, he threw the spoon aside, and called out to the woman who was busy behind the bar, "Miss, call your chef out!" ”

The woman ran out: "Is there something wrong, sir?" ”

"Call out the chef who fried this rice!"

"I made this bowl of rice."

"This rice is fried...... What did you do? Yang Pan asked in surprise by pointing to the food on the table, and the woman nodded.

"Okay. It's hot outside, but it's still cold inside, and it's not hot at all...... How do you do it? ”

"With a micro ...... Microwave oven. The woman replied in a low voice, perhaps frightened by Yang Pan.

"Micro ...... Microwave oven?! Yang Pan's eyes were about to pop out, "Use the microwave to make Yangzhou fried rice?" You can't be a little patient, miss! ”

"Cook, the chefs aren't here, and you have to eat again, so I have to put the fast food in the microwave and heat it up. But the first time I did it, I didn't expect this, so bad......" Her voice became smaller and quieter the more she spoke.

I've been defeated by you, Miss! Yang Pan couldn't laugh or cry a little: "Use fast food to entertain guests, you really know how to do business, miss!" "Originally, as soon as he came in today, he felt that nothing good happened, and it was indeed the end. He pulled money out of his pocket and put it on the table, then got up to take his leave. This time, no matter what the woman called him from behind, he didn't look back, and walked straight out of the restaurant.

It was only when he let go of the handle and was about to say goodbye to the restaurant once and for all, but his hand was hit by something, and he noticed that there was a sign hanging on the handle, and he touched it so and turned it over, which read: "Today, the store is closed." Yang Pan remembered that when he came in, there seemed to be a sign on the handle, but it happened to be blown over by a gust of wind, and the blank back was just facing himself who pushed the door in......

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"Carlo [Carlonervo], it's three days until the first round of the league, are you okay?" Tamaslocatelli asked the team's right midfielder, Carlo Nelvo.

Nervo gave Locatelli a roll of his eyes: "Why is everyone asking me this question lately?" Do I need to dedicate a press conference? ”

Locatelli laughed dryly.

"I know what you mean, I want to ask if I can play the main force now, right? You've all seen it, Yang works hard. But for him, the Italian league is not so simple, he still needs time to adapt here, Italy and the Netherlands are very different. So I'm still going to be the main and Young needs to hone on the bench...... Well, what are you remembering? ”

"What you said." Locatelli wrote quickly on a piece of paper.

"What do you do with my words?" Nervo was a little surprised.

"To the reporter, haha!" As soon as Locatelli finished speaking, he dodged Nervo's thick legs. As Bologna's two main full-backs on the left and right last season, the two have a good relationship. This kind of joke is taken for granted in the eyes of his teammates, and it will never become a news story like "two members of the Bo team training and fighting" in the newspapers.

The two were joking, and a crisp sound caught everyone's attention. The assistant coach looked at head coach Mazzoni with some innocent looks, and Mazzoni stepped forward with a sigh. In the free kick practice, Yang Pan volleyed vigorously, and the football drew an arc, but it grazed the upper left corner of the wooden human wall, and the head of the "player" on the far left was cut off by the strongly rotating football!

Yang Pan stood a little bewildered, standing at the head coach Mazzoni who was walking towards him step by step.

"Remove the moving wall, when Young is practising free-kicks, he doesn't need these things." Mazzoni shouted to the assistant coach, and then he kicked a soccer ball for Yang Pan, "Shoot towards the near corner of the goal, try to stay above the knee and below the head." ”

When Yang Pan listened to the translator's words, he was taken aback: "But, coach." There's a wall there! ”

Mazzoni smiled: "I just want you to kick the wall." He saw that Yang Pan was still a little hesitant, "This is a tactical need, all you have to do is to try to keep the ball flying stable and powerful." Hear it and keep practicing! ”

Yang Pan didn't say a word, put a row of footballs in front of him, and began to practice.

Nervo swallowed: "Does the coach want to murder premeditated?" ”

Locatelli on the side hurriedly wrote on the paper again: "Well, the main player of the Bo team, Carlo Nervo, is timid, and the battle with Yang for the starters has been resigned to ......."

“……”

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After finishing his training, Yang Pan finished bathing and changing clothes in the locker room, and carried a small bag with a map to look for restaurants around. One of the few leisure activities he has in Bologna now is to look around for a place to eat, apart from listening to music. By the way, he got acquainted with this place where he would stay for an unknown amount of time.

Yang Pan didn't understand why he came to this place again, "chinachina restaurant". Before he pushed the door, he doubled to confirm whether there was a sign on the handle that said "The store is closed today", no, he pushed the door and entered, there were many customers, and there were few vacant seats. It doesn't seem that the food in this restaurant tastes bad, but it was indeed closed yesterday.

As soon as Yang Pan entered, he didn't hear the crisp female voice from yesterday, nor did he see her, he was a little disappointed. Behind the bar was a tall bearded man about fifty years old. "What do you want, sir?" Asked very politely in English.

Yang Pan thought for a while: "A portion of Yangzhou fried rice." ”

"Okay, a piece of Yangzhou fried rice, you wait, sir." The bearded man replied.

Yang Pan found an empty seat near the bar and sat down, and began to look around the small restaurant. It's really a very ordinary small restaurant, as the main Chinese food, but there is not much Chinese atmosphere in the decoration.

Not long after, the steaming Yangzhou fried rice was personally served by the bearded man, Yang Pan did not move, but raised his head and asked in English: "This is not heated in the microwave, right?" ”

The bearded man was surprised: "How is that possible, sir?" This is made by our Chinese chef himself! ”

"Oh." Yang Pan was relieved, the bearded man was about to leave but was stopped by him. "Sir, I would like to ask a question, why is this restaurant called 'ChinaChina Restaurant'? Does it make any sense? ”

The bearded man smiled, "There are many first-time customers who ask this question. Look at this ......" he picked up the ceramic ashtray on the table, buckled the ashtray over, and there was a line of small red letters at the bottom: mideinchina. "The plates and spoons you are eating on now are all from China, and all of our ceramics are made in China. I went to Jingdezhen, Jiangxi, China to buy it. ”

Yang Pan was taken aback, he carefully lifted the plate, then tilted his head to look, and he could see such a line of words underneath: mideinchina.

No wonder it is called "chinachina", and it is "Chinese ceramics"! But...... Well, the name lives up to its name. Yang Pan sighed in his heart. Seeing that the bearded man was about to leave again, he stopped the other party again: "Well, I'm sorry, sir......"

"Anything else, sir?" The bearded man appears to be polite and patient.

"Uh, that's right, I was ...... yesterday"

"Dad!" The door was pushed open, and a crisp female voice sounded, Yang Pan was stunned, and the bearded man hurriedly turned his eyes to the door. "Why are you free today?" He spoke French, which Yang Pan did not understand.

"Nothing anyway. Doesn't dad want his daughter to come to see you often? The girl replied in French as well.

Yang Pan looked at the sound and saw that it was the girl from yesterday. The girl also seemed to see him, for she herself was stunned for a moment. "Is that you?" She started by calling out in English.

"It's me." Yang Pan didn't know what to say, he replied honestly.

"You know?" The bearded man was taken aback.

The girl leaned in, "Huh? Yangzhou fried rice again, this time I didn't use the microwave, right? ”

"What do you say! This fried rice is made by your father's Chinese chef himself! "The bearded man is confused.

"Yes, the Chinese chef made it himself." Yang Pan looked at the girl and said.

"Humph!" The girl twisted her face to the side.

"Hey, what's going on between you?"

"Dad, I helped you ...... yesterday"

"That's right, sir. You're the owner of this restaurant, right? Your shop was closed yesterday, but because the sign was blown back by the wind, I didn't notice it, and I ordered a Yangzhou fried rice when I came in to eat. Yang Pan pointed to the fried rice in front of him. Your daughter entertained me very warmly with fried rice in the microwave, and that's it. ”

After listening to Yang Pan's words, the bearded shopkeeper laughed. "First of all, sir, allow me to apologize to you. Yesterday my restaurant was closed for the day because of something going on. I was going to lock the door directly, but my daughter ......," he patted the girl next to him, "Ilan, who volunteered to guard the store for me." I didn't expect you to walk in, so, so, ...... Ha ha! After laughing, he patted Yang Pan on the shoulder, "You can eat with confidence, there will definitely be no more microwave-heated Yangzhou fried rice, I invited this meal today, even if it is to apologize to you for my daughter's behavior yesterday!" ”

"Daddy!" Yilan was reluctant, "Why should I apologize to him?" It's because he didn't see the sign that he was closed, and I just kindly didn't want him to go hungry......"

Yang Pan stood up, took out a piece of money from his pocket and put it on the table. "I don't need to apologize, thank you for your Yangzhou fried rice." He turned and walked towards the door, and when he was about to push the door out, he stopped, pointed to it, turned back to the shopkeeper and said, "Sir, the grammar of your shop name is wrong...... After that, he pushed the door and put on his sunglasses and walked out.

"Hey! You give me wait! The bearded man shouted and wanted to rush out, but was stopped by Yilan: "Dad! ”

"That's the author's poor English, boy!" The bearded man still shouted in the direction of the door.

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At nine o'clock in the evening, the restaurant business is at its busiest time of the day, and the colorful nightlife of the scattered Italians is only now beginting. The bearded man still sits behind the bar and takes care of everything, while his cute and diligent daughter Elan has long since changed into a waiter's apron and is busy shuttling around the store.

When Elan handed over the money from a table of guests to her father, the bearded man shouted, "I remember!" ”

Elan was taken aback: "What do you remember, Dad?" ”

"He's Yang Pan!" Dad slapped him lightly.

"Who's the pickle plate?"

"Yang Pan, it's not a pickle plate. It was the Chinese winger who moved to Bologna this summer, a player with lightning speed, who is said to be the main reason why the club looked at him with his powerful long-range shots and accurate crosses after quick breaks. After joining the team, he snatched the No. 7 jersey of the veteran Nervo, and was favored by many experts......"

"Dad, who are you talking about?" Elan was confused.

"Elan, you really should have some football lessons. How long has it been since you cared about football? Dad sighed.

"It's a lot of schoolwork! Graduation is still a year away. Besides, I'm going to come to your grammatically incorrectly lit restaurant for free part-time. Elan pouted, "Where is the time!" ”

"Hey, don't mention that grammatical error again...... The Yang Pan I just mentioned is the guest you served yesterday with fried rice in the microwave, and the Chinese boy who dined with us this afternoon. ”

"He's Yang Pan?" Elan was also a little surprised.

"Yes, I've always felt familiar, but I can't remember who he is for a while. It's a shame that you him off. I knew I was looking for him to ask for a signature to hang in the store, but this is the first time that a big man has come to our small shop, and it is the second time......" Dad touched the beard on his chin and said regretfully.

"Hey, wait, Daddy! Why do you say that I was angry with me......" Yilan suddenly remembered the plate of Yangzhou fried rice that was heated in the microwave, and she stopped talking. Finding that her father was looking at her, she hurriedly picked up the tray: "I'll go pack my things, hehe!" ”

The father looked at his daughter's energetic back and sighed: "What a pity! ”

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It's been three days in a row, and Elan will go to her father's restaurant in the afternoon to help be a hostess. This surprised his father: "Yilan, aren't you heavy on your studies?" Isn't there still a year to graduate? Why do you want to help me, I won't pay for it. ”

"Hee-hee! The heavy academic load is not as heavy as my feelings for your father! ”

Today's business is average, and there are not too many people, so Yilan persuaded her father to go upstairs to rest. He became a small boss behind the bar. But most of the time, she's just a hand propped up on her chin and wandering.

It was the third day that he hadn't come. Yilan sighed, it seems that she was really angry and ran away, hum! A man with a small amount of energy! After the breath, Yilan lay on the bar in a little dejected.

In recent days she has bought newspapers and only focuses on football, news about Bologna FC. From various reports, she learned that due to Italy's new transfer policy, Bologna only has one non-EU place in the transfer market this season, and the team has used this place for the Chinese boy Yang Pan. The right wing-back, who moved from Dutch superteam Volendham, was the team's assist leader and third-leading scorer last season. Italian giants AC Milan have 50% ownership of Yang Pan, which means that if he performs well in Bologna this season, he is likely to move to AC Milan as a domestic player in the next two years.

A promising star with a bright future!

However, it seems that he is still in the adaptation period, the run-in period with the team. Although the No. 7 shirt was taken away from Nelvo, it will not be easy to regain the position of the main right wing-back who played well last season. Despite the Chinese journalists gathered in Bologna, they are still checking how likely Yang Pan is to start this weekend's Serie A open-round game against Parma. The Italian media have already asserted that Yang Pan's presence on the bench is a great success.

Elan suddenly reacted: "What do I want to do with these?" She tapped her head and muttered to herself.

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Yang Pan was lying alone on the bed in the apartment, listening to the newly bought mp3 in Italy. The CD player had been left to Zhang Jun, along with a large box of CDs. He rested early today because tomorrow is the first round of the 03/04 Italian Serie A season, and on 31 August 2003, Bologna will face Parma, one of the seven sisters of Serie A, at their Dalla Stadium.

At the end of today's practice, Mazzoni told him he had been named in the 19-man squad, but did not tell him if he would start tomorrow night's game. He knew that it was his hard training in the past month that impressed the old coach, he didn't have the amazing talent of Zhang Jun, he only trained hard, and then seized it when the opportunity came.

Maybe tomorrow will be an opportunity.

Yang Pan turned over, damn it! Resting too early made him a little sleepless. Originally, he was supposed to call Zhang Jun from the Netherlands at this time and tell him that he had been selected for the squad, and the two of them were so happy. But he didn't, the outside world has always had such a view, thinking that Zhang Jun is dependent on Yang Pan, I'm afraid even Zhang Jun will think so, right?

But only he knows that he is not relying on Zhang Jun? When the two of them play at the same time, as long as there is this silly boy by his side, he will be inexplicably much more relieved. The game can also be played at a normal level. Now that he is alone in Bologna, he must learn to face the situation without Zhang Jun, and he must clearly know that his kick is passing, and it is no longer Zhang Jun who responds in the middle. It won't be the boy who hugs him to celebrate the goal anymore with a sunny smile.

On the eve of the first round of Serie A, Yang Pan forced himself to calm down, without Zhang Jun joking on the side, talking to relieve boredom, which was a little difficult. But Yang Pan had to do it because he didn't want to continue to live in the shadow of Zhang Jun.

On August 31, 2003, at 10:43 p.m., there were 18 hours and 47 minutes left before tomorrow's game.

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