Chapter Seventy-Five: A Treat
After Chu Zhongtian decided to take the initiative, he deliberately didn't have anything to say to chat with Menez during training, anyway, they were in a group of two.
And this matter can't be delayed, the more it drags on, the worse it will be for the team. The team is currently riddled with injuries and counting. Just yesterday in training, South Korean shooter Ahn Jung-hwan was injured again, he was in a slump this season except for a goal from the bench in the first game, and the Korean media has been defending Ahn Jung-hwan because he was plagued by injuries, but he didn't expect Ahn Jung-hwan to be cursed.
In the current situation, the team really needs a fresh force. Even if the match against Nancy didn't get Menez in the squad, wouldn't it be necessary in the future?
Unless Fernandes is the manager wants to sell Menez, he won't do that. Chu Zhongtian carefully analyzed the intention of the head coach. He believes that Fernandez is doing this to keep Menez calm and calm alone, but Menez may not be able to think the way he wants to think about things, and may think more and more extremely, and run in the opposite direction.
At this point, someone needs to pull his mind back.
Will Coach Fernandez do?
Obviously not, because he got rid of this matter to Chu Zhongtian. It is clear that apart from Chu Zhongtian, there is no one else more suitable for this matter.
Chu Zhongtian felt that if he wanted Menez to integrate into the team, he had to first know what he was thinking, so that he could prescribe the right medicine. He decided to invite Menez to his house, and of course, he was mentally prepared to be rejected by this arrogant genius. If you are rejected, you will find a chance to invite it next time, and it is not a matter of killing people, there is nothing to be afraid of.
When he extended such an invitation to Menez between trainings, Menez was surprised.
He stared at Chu Zhongtian with wide eyes, as if he had seen an alien.
But he didn't refuse the first time. Chu Zhongtian thought to himself that this was a good sign.
So he laughed: "What's wrong? Is my treat incredible? β
"Uh...... No. Menez didn't know what to say.
"So you're not available?"
ββ¦β¦ Not ......," Menez replied reflexively and honestly, and then he regretted it a little. I accidentally told the truth, and now I have no excuse to refuse - just say that I don't want to go? If someone else invited him, he would definitely do it, but Chu was different. At the very least, this man greets him every day when they meet, and he's the only one on the team who does that. Since he has this relationship, it is difficult for him to refuse directly.
Chu Zhongtian looked at him with a smile. He had carefully considered this question, and he was betting on whether Menez felt about him in the slightest. If Menez was disgusted with himself and had only barely greeted each other before, then when he asked him if he was not available, he should not hesitate to say "not available". His answer was "free", which means that he at least does not hate himself.
"Then it's decided, tomorrow I will invite you to my house to eat Chinese food!" Chu Zhongtian slapped his face.
Menez opened his mouth, but finally did not refuse to speak.
Ribery heard Chu Zhongtian slap him, so he turned his head to look over, and he found that Chu Zhongtian was laughing. I don't know what this kid is going to do...... After the training, in the locker room, while Menez was going to take a shower, Ribery asked him what was going on on the training ground just now, and Chu Zhongtian told him that he was going to invite Menez to his house for dinner.
Ribery looked at Chu Zhongtian with wide eyes, as if he were looking at an alien.
"You and Menez really have a good understanding, Frank." Chu Zhongtian teased Ribery.
Ribery made a look of disgust, "Who wants to have a tacit understanding with him?" Don't bring him to our house! β
"Don't worry, only in my home, I want to talk to him about my life ideals."
Ribery was stuck around his neck and vomited.
"Walk home with him in a moment!"
β»β»β» Ribery really didn't drive the car and wait for Chu Zhongtian and Menez, he quickly took a shower and changed his clothes, and rushed out after saying goodbye to the big guy.
Of course, Chu Zhongtian would not walk back with Menez, he took out his phone and made two calls to Belmont, asking him to come to the Holy Mountain Frian Training Base to pick him up.
While waiting for the bus, the two of them suddenly couldn't find anything to talk about. Chu Zhongtian was thinking about how to arrange the topic of the evening, while Mene was as silent as ever.
This atmosphere was very embarrassing, but Chu Zhongtian couldn't concentrate on it. Just when he felt uncomfortable about this, he heard the roar of a life-saving engine.
For the first time, he thought Belmont's modified taxi was so cute. With that Belmont, who never knows how to stop, the atmosphere is expected to be much more lively.
"How long have you waited? I promise you must think it was a moment, right? After pulling the car to a steady stop, Belmont jumped out of the car. As soon as he saw Chu Zhongtian and Menez, he shouted.
Seriously, Chu Zhongtian really didn't wait long, it was only five minutes from the phone call to the car. But it was the awkward atmosphere of these five minutes that made him very uncomfortable, and he couldn't imagine if he waited here in silence for twenty minutes like a normal taxi, and he would be able to eat that meal in the evening.
He suddenly felt that it was not without benefit to drive fast...... Belmont and Chu Zhongtian are old acquaintances, so they don't want to introduce themselves, but there is a silent Menez standing next to them.
Chu Zhongtian is not worried that Menez can continue to be silent, because with Belmont here, no one can be silent-even if you complain about his chatter, you always have to speak, don't you?
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Escher. Morality. Belmont, a taxi driver, you can call me Escher. Belmont pointed to Menez.
"Jeremy. Menez. Menez's self-introduction was brief.
He originally thought that the greeting procedure was over, but he didn't expect Belmont to take a very enthusiastic step, open his hand and give Menez a hug and a veneer salute.
"Boom" twice, and the left and right sides of the face came to one side.
After the kiss, Belmont also patted Menez on the back hard: "I've watched your game, you're playing well, man!" β
Chu Zhongtian felt that Belmont must be talking nonsense. Aside from showing off his footwork and a vigorous search for breakthroughs, Chu ZhongnaΓ―ve didn't know what Menez's football was commendable.
"You're talented, man! It's a pity......" Belmont shrugged at this, "...... You haven't figured out how to use it properly. β
Chu Zhong really wanted to laugh. He didn't have anything to do beforehand, it was all Belmont's own words, right? But to the point. He stole a glance at Menez, and the kid was a little embarrassed. was said by a fan who met for the first time, and his face was indeed a little unbearable.
You can't let him be so embarrassed all the time, especially when outsiders are present. He coughed and reminded the rise of Belmont: "Escher, we are going home." β
"Huh? Yes! No problem! Belmonte pulled the door and motioned for everyone to get in. If you're in a hurry, you've found the right one! β
Chu Zhongtian didn't say this time: "We're not in a hurry!" He felt that letting Menez look a little bit would help break his extreme self-esteem.
But after getting in the car, he kindly reminded Menez: "Fasten your seatbelt." β
Menez thinks it's common sense, wear a seatbelt when you get in the car, why should someone remind you otherwise.
But soon he knew.
With Belmont's cowboy-like whistle, the black cab sprang out. Just like Chu Zhongtian's performance on the day he first came to Mace, Menez was slammed down on the back of his seat. With the first turn, he fell back to Chu Zhongtian, who was sitting next to him.
And Chu Zhongtian grabbed the handle and behaved much better than him.
Belmont chattered as she drove, "I said man, your teammates are inferior!" He saw Menez's staggered look in the rearview mirror.
"Isn't it like this for the first time in your car?"
"I've heard his name - he's that great young man? Is the youngest hat-trick player? Belmont's words reached Menez's ears, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he was afraid to bite his tongue. can only accept the evaluation of others in the constant collision, and at the same time he expects the other party to praise himself. He was still haunted by a taxi driver who said that he had "not found the right way to use his talent".
"Hey, man, you're really talented!"
It's a pity that Belmont's evaluation of him ends there.
Next, Belmont and Chu Zhongtian talked about the Lorraine derby with Nancy. "I didn't watch the game, but I listened to the whole thing! Great, great, great! He gave a thumbs up to Chu Zhongtian behind him. If you're French, that one game is enough to get you in the national team! Listen to me, man, keep kicking like this! Metz will have a bright future! We're not going to fight for relegation this season, are we? β
Chu Zhongtian nodded: "I think so, I don't want to fight the relegation battle anymore." β
Belmont laughed. 'You and Frank are at the heart of our Metz and I'm so glad neither of you left at the end of last season.
Menez listened to the two of them chatting sentence by sentence, nothing to do with him, he was a little unwilling. When I was in Sochaux, last season was the focus of the talk all over France. Now in the small northern town of Metz, a taxi driver only knows Ribery and Chu.
Such a gap made him unacceptable for a while.
Chu Zhongtian and Belmont were chatting and laughing in the speeding car, and Menez, who was riding this taxi for the first time, could only roll around in the car non-stop, while being unwilling.
β»β»β» Menez "rolled down" from the car, because the car had just stopped at the door of Chu Zhongtian's house, the back door was pushed open, Menez rushed out with a rolling belt, ran to a garbage can on the side of the road, and vomited.
Chu Zhongtian paid the fare in the car, and then gave Belmont a thumbs up: "Well done, man!" β
Belmont grinned at him, "Actually, I could have driven a little faster......"
Chu Zhongtian hurriedly waved his hand: "No!" I'll be like him soon. Chu Zhongtian quietly pointed to Menez, who was still lying on the trash can and vomiting.
Belmont muttered, "Well, that's a shame......" he shrugged, "I don't know what to do, but do what you want, man!" β
Sending Belmont away, Chu Zhongtian stood behind Menez and patted him on the back to make him feel more comfortable.
"The first time I rode in his car, I was like that."
"Damn......" Menez even had much less strength to scold.
"That's how I came here, huh!" He lied, and the first time he got in Belmont's car, he was embarrassed, but he didn't vomit.
"This experience will help you develop your balance."
When Menez heard this, he looked back at Chu Zhongtian.
Chu Zhongtian looked at the residue still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and grinned: "Okay, I'm kidding......" He handed over a tissue, "Do you still vomit?" β
Menez took the tissue and wiped his mouth, then shook his head.
"Let's go, welcome to my house!" Chu Zhongtian pointed to the courtyard gate just ahead. He also introduced Menez: "The one next door is Frank. Ribery's home. β
Menez didn't react when he heard the name.
Taking Menez into his home, Chu Zhongtian turned on the light, and Menez was attracted at a glance by a glass wine cabinet placed in front of the door, and five bottles of champagne were neatly placed in the cabinet.
The corners of his mouth twitched. He also thought that Chu Zhongtian was a player with a very professional ethics, and he usually looked at him so seriously training and playing, but he didn't expect that he was also a guy who liked to drink. "You like to drink?" He asked.
Chu Zhongtian shook his head: "I don't like it, I can drink it." But I haven't drunk it in a long time. β
He knew what Menez had in mind. French football is different from English football, in the English football circle, it is commonplace for professional players to drink, and even many people think that professional players should drink, and if they don't drink, they are not a qualified English player, and the more they can drink, the more capable they are. For example, George. Best (ge_best), Paul. Gascoigne (paul_gascoigne), and former Arsenal captain Tony Murphy. Adams (tony_alexander_adams), now England's number one golden boy Wayne. Rooney (wayne_rooney). They all like to drink, and the first three even have a history of alcoholism.
But on the French side of football, they have strict restrictions, except on certain special occasions, professional players are not allowed to drink. Many young players are taught from an early age not to be contaminated with alcohol. Although people still like the contents of the cup, they don't drink it blatantly like the English players, before the game, at half-time, in the dressing room after the game, at any time and anywhere. These are things that the French players can't do.
Menez doesn't drink.
Chu Zhongtian walked to the wine cabinet and opened the glass door, and said to Menez, "This is not for me to drink." He pulled out a bottle and handed it to Menez.
Menez then noticed that each bottle of wine was tied with a ribbon, and when he took it to the light to take a closer look, it was English.
He couldn't read it.
"It was the best prize on the spot in the English FA Cup." Chu Zhongtian explained.
Menez looked at Chu Zhongtian with some surprise. Although he didn't know much English, he knew what the "FA Cup" was.
"That's what I was known for in that game."
Menez was the best prize after Wimbledon and Chelsea. Although he had a man of the match before that, the man of the match at Wimbledon Athletic and Wimbledon, the match against Chelsea was the one that really made him a hit.
"I was an amateur player, going to school, working in a fan bar and then finding time to play for the team. We reached the fourth round of the FA Cup against Chelsea. Before the game, everyone was not optimistic about us, and even some of our own team-mates felt happy to be able to play a game at Stamford Bridge. But guess what? Chu Zhongtian asked.
Menez looked at the wine in his hand, and then asked rhetorically, "You won?" β
"That's right! We won! Chu Zhongtian nodded vigorously, "I scored two goals, the score was 2:1, and an amateur team of the ninth division defeated a Premier League team. Sounds like a fairy tale. That's when I got the attention of the professional team and became a professional player. I heard you became a professional footballer when you were sixteen? I didn't become a professional footballer until I was twenty years old. β
This is the first time that Chu Zhongtian has told Menez his story in detail.
Menez listened attentively, too, and he looked down at the bottle in his hand. Chu Zhongtian is only twenty-one years old this year, which means that he has only been a professional player for more than a year, but he can perform so well on the court. "You're also very talented...... he said.
"Nope." Chu Zhongtian shook his head and denied Menez's statement, "I don't have any talent, I just want to admit that I work hard." It's you who are gifted. I gave up football when I was your age because I didn't have the talent and I couldn't see the future. β
"What's the use of being gifted?" Everyone says he's talented, but not capable. Menez was a little upset. "No matter how talented you are, you can only play in the reserve league."
That's how the conversation turned. "It's nothing in the reserve league, I've played in lower teams. Frank, even Ribery, like me, used to play amateur football, working as a laborer on a construction site. When I first arrived in Metz, I didn't even play a warm-up game, I was kicked straight into the development team, and the manager didn't say anything to me, didn't explain anything, just asked me to play in the second team. β
"I've heard Mr. Tadio say something about you." Menez put the bottle back and pulled out another one. He found out that it was the best in the game against Lyon, but this time it was clearly not an official prize.
"It was given to me by an old fan who promised me a bottle of champagne if I got the best of the match." After explaining to Menez, Chu Zhongtian continued to talk about himself, "I'm glad that I endured loneliness at that time and persevered, if I doubted my choice at that time and decided to leave, I wouldn't be where I am today, let alone fans who brought me champagne." Chu Zhongtian pointed to the other four bottles of wine in the wine cabinet and said.
Menez didn't say anything, Chu Zhongtian's words seemed to mean something.
"I'm sorry, I'm not a genius, I can't quite understand what geniuses think." Chu Zhongtian said again. "But if I had the talent you have, I'll work harder and win with my team-mates, I think it will be easier than it is now." He said, touching the band-aid on his forehead.
"Mace is not for me." Menez knew what Chu Zhongtian wanted to say.
"So which team is right for you?"
"Monaco ......"
"Do you think that with your current performance, you can find a place in Monaco, where there are so many masters? Can you get a steady chance to play? Chu Zhongtian interrupted him. Don't talk about Monaco, I don't think there's a team for you in the whole of France, no, not in Europe. If you don't always cooperate and don't actively integrate into a team, then no team will be right for you. β
Chu Zhongtian said sharply.
Menez's face was a little uncontrollable. In addition to his father and Guy. Coach Lacombu, few people can point to themselves and criticize him like that.
"I thought you were different from them, and it was not bad, so I agreed to come to your house. But if you've invited me just to teach me a lesson, I think I should go. Menez put down the bottle and turned to leave.
Chu Zhongtian didn't pull it, just shouted behind him: "This is the last chance, Jeremy. Menez! I'm here to help you! Think about why Mr. FernΓ‘ndez put you in the reserves? Think about why you moved to Metz? β
Menez ignored Chu Zhongtian's shouts and continued to walk towards the door. It seems that these arguments have no effect on him at all.
When his hand had already touched the doorknob, Chu Zhongtian suddenly shouted, "How are you doing in the reserves?" β
This sentence seemed to have an incredible magic, and Menez stopped suddenly.
Poor performance in the reserve team has been a pain for Menez. He's obviously talented, but he can't show it, he's not the core, he lacks support on the pitch, he always looks lonely. If he can't get the ball, no matter how good his talent is, he can't play it.
Seeing Menez stop, Chu Zhongtian struck while the iron was hot: "You never thought about why that?" It's true that you're a genius, but football is an eleven-man sport, can you beat a team alone? You can score a hat-trick against Bordeaux, but did you score three goals in every game you played last season? When you score, are the team-mates who pass the ball for you and distract the opposition's defence for you? β
Chu Zhongtian didn't give Menez time to think, and continued: "It's not your first time playing football, you must know all these truths, why did you never think like that in Sochaux, when you arrived in Metz, you thought that the whole team should serve you?" Do you want to be the centerpiece? Do you want to be a leader? Do you want people to pass the ball to you willingly? Then prove it to us! β
'I'm the heart of the team now, and all my team-mates think about passing the ball to me when they have it, and if I wave for it, I can ask for it. Do you know why? I'm not as gifted as you, why can't I? That's because I played in obscurity in the reserve team for half a season! That's because I'm always trying to help my teammates on the pitch, pass them the ball and assist them, so they're willing to pass the ball to me! β
As he spoke, Chu Zhongtian suddenly thought of the days when he had a conflict with Russell when he first arrived at Wimbledon, for the sake of "hatred" between each other, they ignored each other and never cooperated, causing the team to split into two, as long as they were on the field, Wimbledon Athletic seemed to be two better, and their opponents were like two more people.
It's naΓ―ve...... "Jeremy, football is a team sport. You pass it to me, and I'll pass it to you who run into the air. If you don't pass it to me, how can I pass it to you? I don't even have the ball, how do I pass it? You want to be the core, you want people to pass the ball to you willingly, first you have to pass the ball to them first. All for one, one for all, it's that simple. β
Chu Zhongtian spread out his hands and walked behind Menez. Then she patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't stand stupid, go, I'll cook. Let you eat authentic Chinese food! If you think it's delicious, pass me the ball on the pitch. β
After speaking, Chu Zhongtian turned around and walked to the kitchen, no longer caring whether Menez was going to open the door and go out.
And until he walked into the kitchen, he didn't hear the door closing.
(To be continued)