Philip Govia and Little Pan walked towards the cafeteria laughing and talking all the way. The whole club was deserted www.biquge.info the whole club, and I didn't even meet a single staff member on the way.

The players took a shower, changed into their usual clothes, and walked out of the locker room one after another. Xiao Pan walked and counted silently in his heart, until he reached the door of the cafeteria, he finally asked, "Is there a total of 26 people in the team?" ”

Govia was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood what the other party meant, and said, "Yes." ”

"The first team plus the academy, is it all here?"

"Two more are injured and are recuperating at home."

Xiao Pan smiled and said, "This is even worse than I imagined." ”

Govia gently pushed open the glass door of the cafeteria, and when he saw the four young men sitting with his youth team coach, he shouted from afar: "Mixed up so quickly? I haven't introduced you yet. ”

Mario Silva turned around and said, "I'm their coach, do I need your introduction?" ”

Later, Govia led Pan and Silva to meet them, and then sat down next to them. The rest of the team was almost seated, and everyone sat at the long table in the center facing each other, waiting for the staff to serve the food.

Xiao Pan observed that the atmosphere in the team was not active, only people were chatting. No one looked this way, most of them were looking down on their phones, listening to music, or being bored. Occasionally, you will see someone with a smile on their face, but it is also fleeting. A couple of young men from China, including a red-haired weird guy, failed to attract anyone's attention.

Govia seemed to read his mind and said, "Most of the people here are new to the house. ”

"Well, I can understand." Xiao Pan retracted his gaze and said, "I'm just a little weird. ”

'No one knows what the future holds for the team, not even me. The players are coming in and out, the coaches are leaving one after another, and they have long been numb. ”

"Maybe it won't be long before they think we'll be gone?"

"That's it." Govia smiled bitterly: "There are only more than two months left in the season, there is no hope of promotion, and it is estimated that there will be another big change of blood." ”

"What about you?"

"Of course I'll stay."

Hearing this, Mario Silva leaned his face forward and said, "I'll stay too." ”

Xiao Pan smiled and said, "I hope we can all stay." ”

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Before the dinner, Govia solemnly introduced Chen Jianhao and his party, including Pan Xianen, the coach of the Chinese team. The players responded with a round of applause, which was much to Pan's surprise. Just a few minutes ago, they didn't seem to be paying much attention.

A middle-aged player got up and walked over, swaggering to the boys, "Kung Fu boys, welcome to the Plaid Army!" ”

He has long hair with the ends of his hair curled up, and judging from the fine stubble on his face and the crow's feet slightly peeking out of the corners of his eyes, he should be a veteran who has been galloping on the green field for many years.

"This is our first team captain, Renato Queiros." Govia introduced as he spoke.

"Hello, Mr. Quaylos." Chen Jinwu was the first to stand up and shook hands with him.

Chen Jianhao, Fang Jizhou, and Wu Tianchang were always half a beat slow, and they had to wait for Chen Jinwu to respond first before they stepped forward to shake hands.

Mario Silva whistled and quipped, "Just call him Uncle, he's much older than you." ”

Queyros smiled and said, "You're less proud, I'm three months younger than you." ”

"Wrong, it's 87 days."

The people around laughed, and Xiao Pan also got up to shake hands with him and said, "Hello, my name is Pan Xianen." ”

Queylos said: "Hello, I heard Coach Govia talk about you. Hopefully we can be friends too. ”

"It's my pleasure." Xiao Pan hugged him and said, "But I have to correct you a problem, Chinese people don't know kung fu." ”

"Haha, huh? The coach didn't tell me that. By the way, I heard that you are also a coach? ”

"Yes, but I'll just take care of the four of them."

After a period of pleasantries, lunch time was rarely lively.

So far this season, Boavista is only 7th in the northern part of the Portuguese second division, although there is no risk of relegation, but for this former powerhouse, the results in the middle and upper reaches are obviously not satisfactory to the board. After a few ups and downs, except for a few players who have stayed in the team since the youth team, the old faces are almost gone.

With the exception of 27-year-old Brazilian centre-back Leo Bonfim, all of the remaining players are part-time players who earn an average of less than €100 a week. Since most of them have played for multiple teams and have only made it to the club with their passion for football, they don't have much affection for the club. For them, it's enough to have a team willing to offer a contract, and who knows where they'll be next year?

Therefore, it is normal for them to be indifferent to Chen Jianhao and his party at first. Once a year, routine training, competitions, often before I have time to get acquainted with my teammates, there are a group of people around me. After a long time, they lost the urge to have deep friendships with each other.

After eating, the players left one by one. Govia had to prepare for the next round of the tournament, and after a casual tour of the crowd, he was ready to let Silva drive them home.

Before leaving, Govia said: "There's a game at 4 p.m. on Sunday, so let's come and see it?" ”

"No, these boys will have to listen to me in the future." Silva said: "Saturday officially took them to Lisbon to see what our youth team is capable of. ”

"Okay...... Good luck with that. ”

"Anyway, my men are not much worse than your first team."

Govia smiled helplessly and said, "That only shows that our first team is too weak." ”

"Okay Philip, I'm going to go up to their house and have a look, you go and get busy first."

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Shortly after retiring from the amateur league, Yang Xuxin went to work as a football reporter at a newspaper.

In addition to playing football, Yang Xuxin also likes to read books and write logs on the Internet on weekdays. His family often scolded him for not doing his job, and by mistake, this unintentionally cultivated habit got him a just right job.

Anyway, this job is not too difficult for Yang Xuxin. The only problem is that he is responsible for following up on the youth players of local clubs in Liaoning, and this piece of information has to be collected by individuals, and there is no ready-made information available, so the daily workload is extremely large. Running errands during the day and writing at night is his norm during this time.

However, Yang Xuxin is not satisfied with this, and his dream is to one day re-enter the football circle - as a coach or scout. So he still kept in touch with Fan Zhiyu intermittently, and bought a lot of relevant textbooks privately, and studied at home when he had time.

He was watching a youth team game. As an invited journalist, he has the right to enter the official venue and interview anyone. At the moment, he was sitting on the bench with a group of children under the average age of 15, notebook and pen in hand, watching the game intently.

The most active on the field is undoubtedly Chen Jianhao's younger brother Chen Jianfeng. It seems that his position is different from when he played in the amateur league, more like a midfielder. His ability to play the ball has improved a lot, and he has transformed from a stunned player who can only rely on his body to a strong defensive commander. The opponent's strength is not strong, and despite the use of dual strikers, Chen Jianfeng is regarded to death, and he does not get any effective opportunities from beginning to end.

After Fan Zhiyu's introduction, Chen Jianfeng was able to enter the professional team for training. Born in 1995 but with a height of 192cm, this tall man finally ushered in the first turning point in his life. Although he didn't get the same opportunity to stay abroad as his brother, being able to enter the Chinese Super League team can be regarded as fulfilling his wish.

And the strongest player on the offensive line is Huang Sizong. The reason why Yang Xuxin came here was more to investigate him. Unlike Chen Jianhao, as the most talented player in Liaoning's youth training, and even one of the most talented players of the 95-born generation, Huang Sizong has already received the attention of the national media two years ago.

The match ended almost one-sidedly with a score of 4:0.

Huang Sizong wiped his sweat while running to Yang Xuxin's side, smiled smugly at him, and said, "Brother Xin, are you going to transfer me to 99?" ”

Yang Xuxin handed him a bottle of mineral water and said, "Come less." Compared to Chen Jianfeng and his brother, you are a little more tender. ”

Huang Sizong unscrewed the bottle and poured it into his stomach with a gurgling grunt. Yang Xuxin said: "Look at it, they have all entered the professional team, and they still don't pay attention to moderation when drinking water?" ”

Huang Sizong said reluctantly: "Can you manage it?" ”

At this time, Chen Jianfeng walked over slowly, and Huang Sizong asked: "Jianfeng, tell me, who is more powerful between me and your brother?" ”

Chen Jianfeng just smiled and didn't respond. Yang Xuxin said: "Don't humiliate yourself, even if he thinks his brother is better than you, he is embarrassed to say it, isn't it?" ”

“99？ Is it better than Cristiano Ronaldo? Huang Sizong pointed out.

"Hey, it's just a game, and that's why a little kid like you will keep holding on to it."

Huang Sizong said to Chen Jianfeng Nunu: "Look at this little look, you really regard your brother as an idol." ”

Chen Jianfeng said shyly: "Actually...... I also think my brother is quite strong. ”

"Hear me, tell you not to bring shame upon yourself." Yang Xuxin squinted his eyes and said, "Okay, okay, let's go take a shower first, and I'll invite you to dinner later." ”