Wang Nuo stood under the shower head, and his body and mind were completely relaxed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The teammates went out after washing, chatting in the locker room outside, through the wall, you can vaguely hear happy laughter, winning the game, everyone is in a good mood, although the youth league is not very concerned, but it has a lot of weight in the hearts of the echelon players.

Not to mention that the audience here today is three times the average number of performances, and there is also a TV broadcast, winning such a game can at least make everyone happy for a few days.

Wang Nuo just finished talking to his father on the phone, as Wang Nuo expected, his father cared about him much more than the game, a hush and warm, the content of the usual communication is no different, Wang Nuo estimates that even after playing in the Champions League, his father will only worry about whether he is injured, and not ask about the score.

Smiling and shaking his head, Wang Nuo made a splash of water, casually touched the new bruises on his body, and tried to recall the origin of each bruise.

It is common for football games to have a little injury, in the second half, since Wang Nuo broke through Bruges No. 2 once, he has been "taken care of" many times, but fortunately, Wang Nuo is not a fuel-efficient lamp, bumping around, and the other party is not comfortable.

Since Wang Nuo played football at the age of nine, every coach has instilled in him almost the same philosophy, they tell Wang Nuo: if you fall down in a collision, you will get up, as long as the opponent does not foul, it is a reasonable confrontation, and to win the game, you must be more fierce than the opponent.

Wang Nuo kicked all the way over, and it can be regarded as a fall, and there are too many small bumps, so it is not a good thing, but the injuries on his body have never been mentioned to his parents.

Wrapped a bath towel on his butt and walked out of the bathroom, the number 20 people sat naked in the locker room, and the ground in the middle of the benches on both sides was wet with the jerseys that the players took off.

"Played well, just like that!"

The teammates immediately followed the commotion, some whistled, some coaxed, and all kinds of funny actions, Wang Nuo knew that it was an affirmation of his outstanding performance, he took the drink, gave the coach a smile, and was pulled down by several enthusiastic arms.

The dressing room of Standard Liege U19 was full of laughter, everyone felt like they were part of the team from the bottom of their hearts, and the intrigue disappeared here, Wang Nuo felt that the team was like a big family, and Wittant was their soul mentor.

Vitant is actually an amiable person, Wang Nuo has never seen his coach and any player blush, everything will be reasonable, occasionally take the initiative to talk to the players, pour some chicken soup for the soul, the so-called "chicken soup", probably when they played football in the 90s, after some artistic processing and memory sublimation, to the young people in the team have a long insight.

Vitant is also good at speeches, Wang Nuo has always believed that as a means to inspire the team and improve morale, the content of the speech is very important, but the way of speech - phrasing, intonation, speed, is also very important, Vitant can always play perfectly, mobilize everyone's spirit, he can read the inner thoughts of the players, and know how to express it.

All in all, the players are treated as their own children, genuinely helping them grow, and they are indeed very talented, and naturally the players also trust and respect the players.

The short post-match summary was over, the boys had a smile on their faces, but they couldn't hide their tired looks, the game was very difficult, everyone was tired enough, Wittant saw it in his eyes, and gave the team a day off, and everyone can rest well tomorrow.

The players left in twos and threes, Wang Nuo changed into clean clothes, and was about to rush to meet with Iseer, but was stopped by the coach.

"Wait a minute, I have something to say to you."

Wang Nuo stopped and waited until Vitant finished talking on the phone and walked over.

'I played well today, and I had a good level of assists. Wittant did not hide the admiration in his eyes, and once again praised Wang Nuo.

He went on to say, "As you must have learned, passing and breaking through is not good, you have to have a balance, know when to do something, not only by intuition, but also by learning to watch the game at all times. ”

"You've worked hard, you don't have to say anything about your attitude, you have to train hardest in the team, I see everything, so the key now is whether you can find the balance I call and give 100 per cent of your strength – that's going to determine your ceiling for the future."

Wang Nuo nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, I left you behind to give you some advice and reminders." Wittant said.

"Well, you say." Wang Nuo's attitude was very respectful.

"I spoke to your father on the phone, and as I understand it, you are alone in Belgium...... There shouldn't be any relatives or friends around, right? Wittant asked.

"No, my father returned to China to be busy with work, my mother, I haven't been in touch for a long time, and now I'm alone, living in my grandmother's old house, very close to Dufraxen."

"Okay, I was going to talk to you in a few months, but your excellent performance today made me realize that I should have warned you sooner." Vitant looked at Wang Nuo and said with a straight face, "Standard Liege is a big club, the opportunities and conditions provided to young players are among the best in Belgium, the talent selection mechanism is efficient and professional, playing here, you can concentrate on polishing your skills, if the level meets the requirements of the club, you don't have to worry about not getting a better contract treatment...... Do you think I'm right? ”

"I know, Coach." Wang Nuo did think the same way, he didn't understand what the coach meant, "Why did you suddenly mention this?" ”

"You are alone in Belgium, and you play well in the competition, and you are a Chinese, sorry, I don't mean anything else, just a little worried, because a background like yours is the easiest to attract flies."

"Flies?" Wang Nuo pondered the meaning of the coach in his heart and asked, "Are you afraid that I will make fox friends and affect my football?" ”

"No, no, no, I don't doubt your dedication to football at all, and the flies I speak of are much more difficult to deal with - those scheming, insidious, cunning, deceitful little scouts and black-hearted agents, they like your background the most, they are young, they are alone, and they have a bright future, that means they have a lot of money to make, and they will find you and work with you in various names."

"They come in swarms and never tire of harassing you, like a swarm of flies."

"Once you believe in them, you will immediately fall into a catastrophe, they will not care about your future, your career, they will pull your hind legs, just to meet their own interests, through various means, gradually suck your blood!"

"Then, when you have no use value, just throw it away and look for the next goal, and by that time, your career has already become a joke, even if you are lucky, you will take a long detour."

"......" Wang Nuo was a little shocked when he heard it.

"I'm not alarmist, I'm telling the truth." Wittante's expression was serious, "As a young player, the platform for development and the agent to cooperate with in the future are two very important, as long as one of them goes wrong, it will affect the football career in the future." ”

"I guess those who smell fishy are coming for you, remember what I said," said Wittante, word for word, "stay away from them!" ”

"Stay in the echelon, train, play, and work as you do now, and I can assure you that one day, you'll be called up to the first team – and that day won't keep you waiting, and at that point, I'll introduce you to a reliable agent."

Wang Nuo nodded seriously, Vitant helped him a lot, and he believed the coach's words.

"I remember, Coach, thank you for your advice."

……

Mani stood outside the locker room of Standard Liege, watching the players leave one by one, waiting left and right just couldn't wait for Wang Nuo, he couldn't help but be a little anxious, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, could it be that he accidentally missed it, he was already gone?

At this moment, Wang Nuo came out of the door.

Mani rushed forward with a single step, lest he miss the opportunity to meet.

Wang Nuo felt that a person suddenly came next to him, and he was startled, and subconsciously turned around and dodged two meters away.

Then I looked at the uninvited guest.

His face was as fat and round as a ball, the front half of his head was bald, the back of his head was messily tufted with a few strands of brown hair, and his small eyes like broad beans were looking at him, revealing a flattering smile, but the smile was as greasy as if it had been soaked in oil, which annoyed people, Wang Nuo hurriedly avoided this face, looked down, and saw a card handed over by the other party.

That's a business card.

Wang Nuo hesitated, but took it out of politeness.

"Meet me, my name is Frank Marney, a scout." Mani was overjoyed when he saw Wang Nuo take the business card, he straightened his body, tucked his stomach and raised his head, and tried his best to show that he had seen the world.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" Wang Nuo resisted the urge to turn around and leave, and asked nonchalantly.

"I've watched your game against Cologne and watched the afternoon game, and I have to say that I was deeply moved by your performance, you are a football genius, and I thought we could work together so that your talent would not be buried."

"Cooperation?" Wang Nuo's voice had already cooled down.

"Yes, I know a lot of people in football, coaches, managers, scouts from other big clubs, and I thought I could help you." Mani didn't notice Wang Nuo's abnormality, and the annoying smile on his face was even bigger, "There are many better options than the standard Liège echelon. ”

"Snort", Wang Nuo tore the business card in half, crumpled it into a ball, threw it on the ground and stepped on it twice, which can be regarded as giving his own answer.

Then he smiled at Mani and left without looking back.