Before the match with fifth-placed Scheerenveen, there were still many Dutchmen who held this view: "Admitting that Zhang Jun and Yang Pan do have some strength, but most of the opponents they have encountered are not strong, so it seems that the strength of the two is superior." In fact, their level should be in the middle of the middle of the table among Dutch youth players, and they are far from reaching the point where some Chinese media say they are superb. There are still some distances to Van der Meyde, Vandervaart, Mido and Ibrahimovic. Some media hype them up because they are from China, that faraway and mysterious place. ”

Because there is a league tomorrow, today's training is over early. The film crew also followed Zhang Yang and the others from the training ground to the apartment where they lived, which was the first time the film crew filmed where they lived.

Although the players are small, they also need **, and if it is not necessary, the film crew will not enter the house to film the life of the two. Today, because there is a game tomorrow, Qi Wei thinks that they should shoot some of their pre-game activities, and as soon as the game is over tomorrow, most of them will fly back to Yanjing, leaving only two resident reporters here to continue to insist and send news about Zhang Jun and Yang Pan back to Taiwan from time to time.

I haven't filmed it before, but today Qi Wei has to shoot some scenes in life anyway, which is also an objective and comprehensive reflection of the situation of the two foreign players abroad.

The two took a shower in the locker room, changed into clean clothes, and led the film crew back to their apartment. On the way, Qi Wei told the two not to pay attention to the camera, "You just treat him as a cloud of air." He pointed to the cameraman and smiled, what he usually does is what he does now, just as a friend at home. It's me, friend from afar. Qi Wei patted his chest, "It's okay to chat or anything, don't make it like a movie, relax." ”

However, Zhang Jun seemed to be overrelaxed, and he said to Yang Pan with a sad face that he didn't have enough food at home.

Yang Pan wondered: "Didn't you just buy rice and noodles two days ago?" I didn't eat much! ”

Zhang Jun pointed to a group of people in the film crew: "There are so many friends here, I have to prepare food for them!" ”

A group of people laughed, and the person carrying the camera almost fell to the ground with the machine. Qi Wei hurriedly explained: "Hehe! You eat yours, and leave us alone. We finished filming and went back to the hotel to eat. ”

"Don't be embarrassed, my skills are not bad, try it!" Zhang Jun did not give up.

"It's not...... It's ......" Qi Wei couldn't cry or laugh, and didn't know how to tell him.

Yang Pan was still smart, he patted Zhang Jun's head: "Damn!" People are here to shoot our ordinary life, not to shoot the full banquet of the Han Dynasty. What does a meal for seven people on a table look like? Let the domestic audience think that the two of us are pigs! Eat so much in one meal! Stupid! ”

"Hah...... That's what it means, Yang Pan is right, just when we don't exist. ”

"Oh." Zhang Jun touched the head that was hurt by Yang Pan, "I see, then you guys are really hard, and you can't eat a meal on time." ”

"Hey...... hey" Qi Wei laughed dryly. Many years later, when Qi Wei recalled this past, he would not think that Zhang Jun was really as stupid as Yang Pan said, he was just too simple.

After entering the house, Zhang Jun threw off his bag and went to the kitchen to get busy, while Yang Pan turned on a set of mini stereos that he had just bought not long after receiving his salary, and let the music fill the entire apartment, and then he sat on the sofa and picked up the football magazine that the film crew brought to them from China, which contained a lot of reports about him and Zhang Jun, but the content was similar, and he just flipped through it casually.

"Aren't you going to help?" Qi Wei asked Yang Pan off-camera.

Yang Pan shook his head, a little embarrassed: "Zhang Jun said that I was getting more and more helpful in the kitchen, and I always had to knock over something before I stopped, so he didn't let me into the kitchen." ”

Qi Wei laughed: "So he usually cooks the meals alone?" ”

"Well, his dad and his mom's dishes are cooked well, and they have been trained since childhood. Now he has learned some simple Western food with Uncle Wang, so I naturally open my mouth, hehe! ”

"Yang Pan, remember to wash the dishes after dinner!" Jang Jun shouted in the kitchen.

Yang Pan rolled his eyes.

Qi Wei smiled again: "It seems that there is no free lunch in the world!" Where do you usually go to buy these daily necessities? ”

"There are several such supermarkets in the city, so naturally the cheapest ones to go to. We don't have much money, but we have enough to live. ”

"Do you go often?"

"No, we don't like to go to the mall or supermarket. I don't have any time, except for training, I usually learn Dutch, so I usually go once every two weeks, buy a lot of things at a time, and come back and put them in the refrigerator. ”

Qi Wei looked around at the neat room, all kinds of trinkets and furniture were placed in an orderly manner, and exclaimed: "I didn't expect you to be so good at living at the age of twenty!" Many foreign players go out because they lack the ability to take care of themselves, so they are struggling. ”

"Zhang Jun's parents are often not at home, and he has to know everything. My dad doesn't stay at home for a few days a year, so his self-care skills are still not bad. ”

While speaking, Zhang Jun had already brought the meal to the table. Today's staple food is noodles, dishes are beef, vegetable salad. Yang Pan saw that Zhang Jun had already started to serve food to the table, and he also got up and took two cups, filled them with juice, and put one in front of him.

Qi Wei sniffed, and the aroma of beef came to his nose, among the players, this is really a good craft!

"You usually eat these?"

Zhang Jun put the noodles from a large basin to the plate: "No, anyway, let's eat it every day." Rice, noodles, chicken, beef, cheese, etc. Anyone who eats the same thing every day will be annoyed! ”

"Hah! I think you're more of a chef! Qi Wei said with a smile.

Zhang Jun was embarrassed to bury his head in eating, in order not to disturb the two of them eating, Qi Wei never asked any more questions, and the cameraman turned off the machine after filming for a while.

After eating, Yang Pan washed the dishes, while Zhang Jun turned off the stereo and turned on the TV.

"Do you usually watch a lot of TV?" Qi Wei noticed the TV as soon as he came in, but he always thought it was just an ornament. didn't expect Zhang Jun to really turn on the TV.

Zhang Jun shook his head: "Most programs can't be understood, and our current Dutch level is limited to general life conversations and football jargon, so the most watched are football programs." ”

Sure enough, as soon as the TV lit up, it was the sports channel. Zhang Jun glanced at the clock on the wall. 'There's five minutes to go, and we'll have an analysis of the league games in the next two days, so watching this will help us understand the opponents. In fact, when Zhang Jun and Yang Pan first came in, they just used the TV as an ornament, but later Qiu Suhui told them that this is not okay, and if they want to get in touch with Dutch football, they must watch local sports channels in the Netherlands, get all kinds of information from it, and also exercise their Dutch level.

When Yang Pan finished washing the dishes and sat back on the sofa, the opening of the show also appeared on the screen. Ajax lift the league trophy; Eindhoven's Kai Yuman hammered home; Feyenoord's Shinji Ono (ONO) assists his teammate's scoring with a precise pass...... Qi Wei found the picture of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan hugging each other to celebrate the goal in the quick flashing footage.

A soccer ball flies through the scenes, and finally freezes on the left side of the screen, with the subtitle: Dutch Premier League 02/03 season.

The host and commentators combined with the pictures of the previous round to introduce the two sides of all the matches in this round to the audience one by one, and predicted the victory and defeat and score.

Qi Wei's group can understand English, but Dutch is still a little difficult to hear. Yang Pan and Zhang Jun watched it with relish.

'They're now judging this battle for the top spot between Ajax and PSV Eindhoven.' Zhang Jun acted as a temporary interpreter. "The two teams now have 30 points and 28 points respectively, ranking first and second. So tomorrow's game will be the focus of attention across the Netherlands. They predict that Ajax will win more easily, so this game should be 2:0 with Ajax winning. ”

Warrendam's orange jersey then appears on the screen. "It's our turn." Zhang Jun sat up straight.

The picture shows the process of Zhang Jun receiving a direct pass from Bayes in the last round and stabbing the winning goal in front of the goalkeeper. This scene was repeatedly shown in "World Football" last week, and Qi Wei was very impressed.

After the goal, Zhang Jun and Bayes hugged passionately, and other players also surrounded them.

"They say we've been unbeaten in seven league and cup games since our 2-1 win over Utrecht in the last round and have been on a ...... late," Yang said. Zhang Jun is now the team's top scorer with seven goals, and I am the top assister. But ......"

Qi Wei heard the word "but" and knew that the latter was not a good word, and sure enough, Yang Pan continued: "That guest thinks that the two of us can achieve such results, largely because most of our opponents are not strong, they are arrogant, and they don't know the two of us to lose." And Heerenveen is an old powerhouse, and their strength has always been in the middle and upper reaches, so tomorrow's game will be the real first test......"

"So what do you think, this evaluation?" Qi Wei asked them.

Zhang Jun thought for a while: "It makes sense, but it's not all right." ”

Yang Pan replied: "You can ignore the guest's words, and tomorrow we will let him know who is wrong." "The answer was categorical.

In order not to affect the state of the two tomorrow's game, Qi Wei decided to end the shooting. After saying goodbye to the two young players, the film crew returned to the hotel in the moonlight.

Thinking of the words and deeds of the two, through this week's contact, Qi Wei found a problem. For Yang Pan, he can say at once that Yang Pan's surname is bold and generous, and he has a very strong self-confidence, just like his 100-meter speed and thunderous long-range shots that are said to be comparable to Robert Carlos, which are distinctive and impressive.

And Zhang Jun, in addition to his gentle smile, Qi Wei actually found that for a week, his impression of the top scorer was very vague! On the field, except for the moment when he scored, his performance was not even as eye-catching as Yang Pan, who played on the right side of the midfield. He remembered what Li Yan said when commenting on Zhang Jun:

“…… It's easy for fans to ignore him beyond shooting and celebrating goals, but if even opponents ignore him, it's a big loss. It gives people a very quiet impression off the field, but it is also when he accumulates strength, and then suddenly explodes when he needs him the most, and closes his throat with a sword! This is Zhang Jun, a smile killer. ”

Smile Killer ......

Qi Wei suddenly found the answer, he really deserves to be the most authoritative reporter who reports on Zhang Jun, and he hit the nail on the head. That somewhat lazy smile seemed to have a calming magic. If you want to find a word to describe Zhang Jun and Yang Pan, Yang Pan should be more like a fire, extremely fast and menacing, looking at his breakthrough on the field, it is really like a chariot of fire, after being swept away, there is no vitality at all.

And what about Zhang Jun? Like a gust of wind, rolling up pieces of fallen leaves, gently caressing your face, it is refreshing, but inadvertently, gently cutting your throat, making you die with a smile.

In Qi Wei's heart, the ending of this topic has been thought of, and it is the best ending in his opinion. He flipped his fingers and typed all the ideas he had just put on the computer, and the rest was to go back to Yanjing for post-editing and production.

It's finally finished, and there's only one nice name left. Qi Wei turned off the laptop, stretched his waist, and then walked to the window and gently opened the curtains, the colleagues in the room were already asleep, and they had a busy day tomorrow. Qi Wei looked at the dark blue night sky outside, the stars were shining, disappearing from time to time, there was no moon tonight, and the stars were the protagonists.

It's late at night, and the dream has just begun......

On Saturday, November 28th, the weather was fine.

Qi Wei and the film crew came to Zhang Jun and Yang Pan's apartment at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and then turned on the camera to record the whole process of the two's pre-game preparations.

The preparation is simple: put on the jersey, put on a warm sports jacket on the outside, put the shoes in the bag, carry it to the stadium and change it, and stuff the shin guards into the bag. Zhang Jun has long hair, and he has an extra hairband in his bag than Yang Pan, which is used to tie braids.

Qi Wei noticed that Zhang's sneakers were old-fashioned black shoes from Adidas, with three white vertical bars on the sides. And Yang Pan's shoes are a pair of dark red Adidas, with some white stripes on them, which are very eye-catching.

"Are the sneakers provided by the club as well?"

"Hmm." Zhang Jun replied while sorting out his equipment.

"Then why are the two of you wearing different sneakers?" Qi Wei asked, pointing to the shoes in front of the two.

"Hehe, there is not only one style of sneakers in the team, I like red, so naturally I chose the red one. Zhang Jun chose these shoes because they fit well. ”

After packing their things, the two left the apartment and went to the club to wait to get on the bus to the stadium. There are already players waiting in front of the gate to get on the bus.

Ao Chu saw Zhang Jun and the CCTV reporters behind them, and came up to greet him again, "Your uncle!" Your uncle's! He was the only one who remained in the dark.

The CCTV reporters were not surprised, and they responded to Ao Chu very enthusiastically: "Your uncle! Your uncle's! However, they all bite the word "you" very hard.

As the bus approached slowly, Adrianse jumped out of the car and told Stehl to count the number of people before getting on the bus. Here, the crew will go in two ways, one way on the bus and with the team. The other way is to drive to the Veronica Stadium by yourself.

Qi Wei and a camera reporter followed Zhang Jun and Yang onto the bus, and they were allowed to film the scenes inside the bus.

Everyone arrived, the doors closed, and slowly drove towards the stadium.

As soon as Yang Pan got in the car, he put on the headphones of the portable CD, turned on the music, and closed his eyes.

Zhang Junchong smiled at Qi Wei behind him: "This is his habit, the music does not leave his body, get in the car and close his eyes." ”

The car was quiet, and Zhang Jun no longer cared about the camera around him, just turned his head and stared out the window.

Qi Wei wouldn't know what Zhang Jun was thinking at this time, he could only guess. Therefore, he explained this paragraph in the later program: "As soon as the car started, Yang Pan put on the headphones and immersed himself in the music. And after Zhang Jun explained Yang Pan's actions to us, he also turned his face out of the window and said nothing, maybe his mind has flown to Veronica Stadium at this moment, looking forward to the upcoming game to prove himself, right? ”

In fact, Zhang Jun's heart flew to China, thousands of miles away, and he deeply missed a certain person.

The first to go to the stadium has set up machines on the sidelines to film the team's pre-match warm-up. Qi Wei took advantage of the team's warm-up to get busy in the locker room, which angle frame machine is the best; Where the lights are not good, try to avoid them; Veronica's sound insulation is not good, so you also need to consider it when shooting, and try to minimize the impact with directional recording......

Fifteen minutes later, the locker room door was pushed open by the staff, and the players and coaches crowded in with the noise in the stadium.

"Power on!" Qi Wei whispered to the camera next to him.

The players took off their coats while listening to Adrianse's talk about the demands of the game. Veronica's soundproofing was really not very good, and the noise outside the dressing room was as clear as the noise, and Adrianse had to raise the volume so that everyone could hear it clearly.

'We're at home and we're unbeaten lately. Heerenveen will take on PSV Eindhoven at the Philips Stadium in the next round, and they should have some reservations for this game. That's our chance! ”

An away team dressing room across the aisle.

Heerenveen head coach Haan still lined up his best 4321 formation.

"Warrendam have been unbeaten lately and have a lot of momentum. We are still defending and avoiding their edges. Most of the opponents are young players, so we mainly drag and defend and counterattack. The first half was tied, grinding off the opponent's sharpness and physical strength, and then waiting for an opportunity to counterattack in the second half. The opponent's Zhang Jun is a point-grabbing striker, and the back line should pay attention to not letting the opponent's two wings play the ball casually. Klopp, pay attention to Jang Jun, keep an eye on him and don't give him a chance. In midfield, the formation is tight and cannot give space for the two wing-backs to break through, especially pay attention to No. 25 Yang Pan, who is very dangerous with his speed and long-range shots. Edman, you're on the left, and it's up to you to defend Yang Pan. According to my observations, if you stick it on Yang when he starts, his speed won't be able to play......"

Li Yan stood in the press box, waiting for the game to start. He was surrounded by many of his Chinese counterparts of the same skin color as him, with Mandarin accents in various local accents.

When he first saw these compatriots in Veronica's press gallery, he was shocked. It's no longer a surprise.

The success of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan has also attracted many Chinese journalists to the town. These reporters flocked to the city like wolves that smelled blood, and tiny Warrendam flocked to hundreds of Chinese journalists, which is probably the highest proportion of Chinese in the whole of the Netherlands.

Li Yan thought that the fat man in Horns must have woken up laughing in his dreams, counting the money until his hands cramped. Eighty percent of the hotels in the town are owned by him, and with so many Chinese journalists, the town's catering and hotel business is booming. Most of these reporters, who are reimbursed by the government, don't care about the price, they pay as much as the store shouts. No wonder the shopkeepers are smiling when they see the yellow-skinned and black-haired people, that's their god of wealth!

Li Yan now has to make a reservation in advance if he wants to go to Uncle Wang's restaurant for dinner, as the only Chinese restaurant in Warrendam, it is full of customers every day, and he can't be busy. However, there are also people who come to kill two birds with one stone, and after eating, I have to interview Uncle Wang, who has worked as a full-time translator and nutritionist for Zhang Jun and Yang Pan. At first, Uncle Wang was quite happy, gladly accepting the reporters' interviews and photo requests, but then there were more people, and he was not happy, every day like this, he didn't even have time to cook. When I see Li Yan now, I will smile bitterly at him - it was Li Yan who introduced the details of Zhang Jun and Yang Panchu's arrival in the Netherlands to the Chinese people through the newspaper, but Li Yan underestimated the combat effectiveness of his domestic counterparts......

As the only professional football club in the Warrendam area, the introduction of Zhang Jun and Yang Pan did not take into account any factors other than football at all, but Adrianse felt that these two Chinese teenagers helped to enhance the strength of the team, but he did not expect that their rapid fame indirectly stimulated the economy of the small town of Warrendam. I heard that there are already travel agencies in China that take Warrendam as an important stop when opening routes in the Netherlands or Europe, and play "Go to the Netherlands and cheer for the Chinese players!" Propaganda slogan.

Li Yan looked at his peers around him and shook his head. The nose of the media and businessmen is more sensitive than that of a dog...... But he forgot that when it comes to smell, he should be the number one. It was he who single-handedly brought Zhang Jun and Yang Pan to their current status.

Zhang Jun stretched his hands behind his head and tied up his hair with a headband, which he learned from Sophie when he was in college.

He just stood up and was about to go out, but was stopped by Adrianse: "Zhang, this game is more retreating, leaning towards the midfield, and shortening the distance with Bayes." You've shown a lot of ability to shoot at the ball in the previous games, and the opposition will definitely keep an eye on you. If they play man-to-man, you run sideways and diagonally up front to disrupt the opposition defence and create chances for Yang Pan and Bayes. ”

Adrianse is going to sacrifice Zhang Jun's scoring ability to create opportunities for his teammates to attack with his good positional sense and ability to run off the ball.

Zhang Jun understood the strength of his opponent, and he nodded without hesitation.

Adrianse smiled at him, then patted him on the back: "Go ahead!" ”

Zhang Jun stood at the back of the line, and the players from both sides waited next to each other in the passage. Next to him was Heerenveen's team, who didn't know each other and didn't say hello. But Zhang Jun could feel that there was still a pair of unfriendly eyes coming from the side. As Warrendam's top scorer, he can feel this gaze in almost every game, defenders and forwards, natural mortal enemies.

Zhang Jun ignored the gaze - he was a little uneasy when he first felt it, but now he was able to deal with it calmly - he just lowered his head and kept stroking the amulet on his left wrist with his right hand, the red bracelet that Sophie had knitted for him at that time, with his name "zhangjun" and the number "11" on it. This is a gift sent by Sophie to Zhang Jun some time ago, and dozens of bracelets in one package startled Zhang Jun and Yang Pan - so much, how much time does it take her! Sophie told Zhang Jun in the letter sent with the package that this kind of bracelet was easy to break, and if he was broken, he would replace it and put it on himself, and when it was almost enough, he would call back and tell her that she would make it again.

The team moved forward, and Zhang Jun raised his head, he remembered Sophie again just now, and this was the second time today. He hurriedly stabilized his mind and moved forward.

The players of both teams ran out of the tunnel side by side. Some religious players will lean over and touch the turf with their hands when they step onto the pitch and make a cross on their chest. In this way, they prayed to God and blessed them with courage and freedom from harm.

Zhang Jun is not religious, but he also has his own entrance ceremony.

The people in front ran out of the passage one by one, and the hustle and bustle in the stands was getting closer and closer to Zhang Jun. Yang Pan, who was in front of him, bowed his waist, stepped on the steps and ran out.

"Sophie, watch me play......"

Zhang Jun touched the bracelet, silently said in his heart, and rushed into the court.

Suddenly there was a bright light in front of him, the white lights reflected a somewhat dazzling light on the turf, the smoke was filled, blurring the vision, the clamor of the fans stirred the eardrums, and even the air was permeated with a murderous aura.

The live announcer introduced the fans to the last player of the home team in a very inflammatory tone.

"Zhang-Jun-!!"

"Woo la!!" A sea of cheers poured into the court.

This is professional football!

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