Chapter 33: Zhang Dabao
Zhang Tiehan's mood couldn't be worse!
He met a beautiful girl, he was very excited, the two talked very speculatively, they held hands, hugged, and said happily that the next time they had time to meet, it would have been a beautiful beginning, and then ......
He didn't have it!
He forgot to ask for his phone number, and she didn't mention it, so what else?
Munich is so big, Manchester is not much smaller, there are more people named Lola, he doesn't even know Lola's surname and nationality, and where to find Lola.
"You idiot! Idiot! Idiot! On the tram, Zhang Tiehan kept patting his face, his face was black and blue.
Munich International Airport to Munich North Olympic Stadium Park, nearly an hour's drive, Zhang Tiehan's face has not changed, he is so annoyed, his heart is like dripping blood, Lola, what a lovely girl, just missed it.
Looking at the bustling people coming and going outside the window, Zhang Tiehan felt a burst of indifference in the world.
Really missed it.
Frustrated, he got off the tram and dragged his suitcase down the familiar road, a pedestrian path around the Olympic Park, which looked as he remembered, and was quiet and relaxed in a peaceful and relaxed environment, unlike the hustle and bustle of central Munich.
Some teenagers were playing soccer on the lawn by the road.
Zhang Tiehan stopped on the side of the road and watched.
The teenagers tried their best to grab the ball, laughing happily from time to time, and some of them were very good at their feet, they could play with others, they could dribble the ball far away, and they could also hit the ball into the goal.
There are many such teenagers, and Munich is a city with a thriving economy and at the same time the center of German football, where football is a part of people's lives.
Once, he was also a member of the teenagers.
What a beautiful memory.
But it's just a memory, now he is a regular professional player, these from the most sincere football happiness belongs to these young people, and what belongs to him is honor, victory, and championship, and the pursuit of the two has been completely different.
He grew up.
In football, he also grew up.
Zhang Tiehan exhaled lightly, walked across the sidewalk with his luggage, and turned a corner to a bustling neighborhood, which was Franz-Josef Street.
Franz Josef Street, named after Emperor Franz Joseph, was the ruler of Central and Southern Europe in the 19th and early 20th centuries.
However, in the 20th century, during the period of rapid development of the Munich area, Franz-Josef Strasse was not among the priority developments planned by the government, and it seemed to be a prosperous street, but in fact it was just an ordinary street, compared to the famous neighborhoods in Munich's northern district, the land price here was much cheaper, and many foreign nationals lived nearby.
Walking down Franz-Josef Street, a familiar feeling comes over you.
Shouts in various languages were constantly heard on the streets, including German, English, and French, and even some Zhang Tiehan did not know which language Lu Dao was, but he could understand a few words.
After walking for a long time, I turned the corner and looked at a special shop.
There is a large sign hanging in front of the store, on which a few Chinese characters are written in an informal manner, as if it is afraid that pedestrians do not know Chinese, and there is a line in the lower right corner of the sign that you can't see the German explanation 'chinesische KΓΌche (Chinese cuisine)'.
It's finally here.
Zhang Tiehan exhaled a long breath and walked in with his legs raised.
The shop is not big, there are more than 40 square meters, the tables are all wood-colored, there are a few words hanging on the wall, and there are also partitions with oriental classical charm in the table intervals, which has a unique charm.
If you're here for the first time, you'll definitely think it's authentic, but in fact, the tables are all cardboard, and the rails are all plastic, so it's hard to tell if you don't look closely.
It's just tea time, and there are only two people at a table in the store eating.
A familiar tall figure was standing at the table, he glanced this way, and shouted to the back compartment, "Zhenren! Zhenren! What are you doing! There's a guest coming! Come and greet the guests! "It was spoken in Chinese, and the voice was very rough, with a bit of a northeast tone.
In the rear compartment, a voice came, "Uncle, aren't you outside?" β
"You kid! Dare to talk back! I've got something to do, you go and greet the guests! Don't talk nonsense! The tall figure roared at once.
"Yes, yes, uncle, I'm here......" The voice in the rear compartment was much weaker.
The tall figure continued to talk to the man at the table.
"I said Dabao, Zhenren is studying at the University of Munich, right? Why did you still ask him to help out in the store? I think this kid has the ability, and he will definitely be able to find a good job when he graduates. One of the men at the table said.
The tall figure snorted, "What can you do if you have the ability?" He's my nephew! And now he doesn't have the ability! Don't look at this kid who is obedient, he spends money very much, last month in order to chase a woman, he actually went to buy ninety-nine roses, but it is really romantic, ninety-nine...... That's two weeks' worth for him! β
The man who spoke laughed, "I said this kid is okay!" Bold enough! β
"There's a fart! It turned out that it was not rejected by others! Zhenren, this kid is good at everything, but he doesn't know how to chase women, thinking that I chased Chenchen back then, that was a ...... With a look at me, she has to come over obediently! β
The other person at the table said disdainfully, "Dabao, you are bragging!" I said that you are a tracheitis, and you will come over with a look, why don't you say that people are chasing you! β
"That's how it is!"
"That is, Chenchen doesn't have long eyes to look at you! Your old Zhang family's genetics are not very good, otherwise Zhenren can not find a girlfriend for such a good child? β
The tall figure said dissatisfied, "What about my son? My son is so good-looking! β
"That's with his mother! Chenchen is beautiful, and her son can't be ugly! "Began to speak that human.
"That's too!" Hearing others praise his wife, the tall figure immediately laughed.
This conversation.
Even if he was prepared, listening to the tall figure talking, Zhang Tiehan still felt a chill, and he said how could he grow so tall, strong, and rough, it turned out that his mother was genetic!
That's his cheap dad!
Zhang Tiehan exhaled and walked over slowly.
I heard that the person at the table was still talking, "I said Dabao, your son has been in the UK for so long, and he hasn't made any name for himself?" β
"Kick the ass!" Zhang Dabao sighed, "When this kid was a child, I knew that he would definitely have no way out of playing football, so I would wait for the day he turned around, and when the time came to learn cooking skills with me, and our father and son ran the restaurant together, then there would be a way out!" It's famous! β
"Iron Man, this kid is a good kicker, he is the pride of our Franz Josef Street, I tell you, I know how to play! Manchester United is no worse than Bayern! β
"What Manchester United! No Manchester United! β
Zhang Dabao was annoyed, "In short, I'll tell you, my son is definitely not good at playing football, he was born to be a chef, you see how strong he looks, just like me, he is a first-class man!" β
The other two were silent.
"The children of our Zhang family are all men, what kind of football do they play? Have you ever seen the Zhang family play football? This kid is with me, he is all good chef's material, and with a little training, he will definitely become a chef in the future! What can be famous about playing football, one day he will change his mind. β
Zhang Dabao was still talking to himself, only to find that the two people on the table were looking behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw his son standing behind him with a black face.
He said dumbly, "Iron man? You're back! β
"Uncle, where are the guests?" Zhang Zhenren was also coming out of the rear compartment.
"Guests? What a guest! No guests! Zhang Dabao patted Zhang Tiehan on the shoulder fiercely, "Tiehan, you just came back?" Why don't you say it! β
"Iron man? Are you on vacation? Zhang Zhenren also walked over.
Zhang Tiehan nodded, but his face was still dark.
He finally realized that he didn't like talking on the phone with his family very much, especially when talking to this unreliable father.
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said that Zhang Dabao was still very happy when his son came back, he hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook a table of good dishes, and he didn't need Zhang Zhenren and Zhang Tiehan to help, so he cooked by himself.
Zhang Zhenren is Zhang Tiehan's cousin.
His father's name is Zhang Erbao, and he is still in China, but Zhang Erbao got married much earlier, and Zhang Zhenren is three years older than Zhang Tiehan.
A few years ago, Zhang Zhenren had no hope of taking the college entrance examination, and he didn't know what to do in China, so he came to Munich with Zhang Dabao to develop, and after coming to Germany, he worked hard to study and spent two years being admitted to the University of Munich.
When Zhang Zhenren came, Zhang Tiehan was already at Manchester United, and the two were not familiar with each other, but they still felt very close by blood.
Seeing this cousin, Zhang Tiehan was full of confidence in his appearance.
Although he is not handsome or handsome, he does not have a face that bewitches all kinds of loli and ** like those stars, but he is definitely not ugly.
Ke Zhang Zhenren......
He has completely inherited the funny genes of the old Zhang family, tall, strong, and rough, especially the face, square, low nose, and big mouth, it seems that all the words that describe ugliness in the world can be reflected from him.
He seems to exist to interpret the meaning of these words.
"No wonder I can't catch up with pretty girls." Zhang Tiehan silently prayed for him.
found the joy of life in his cousin, Zhang Tiehan was in a good mood, and the depressed things just now were almost forgotten, and the two talked very much, talking about Zhang Zhenren's studies, talking about ordinary life, and talking about his football.
"I heard you're leaving Manchester United?" Zhang Zhenren asked.
Zhang Tiehan was stunned, "How do you know Lu Dao?" "He hadn't told anyone else that Munich was in Germany and Manchester was in England, and his fame didn't seem to have spread so far.
"Uncle said that."
"Zhang Dabao?" Zhang Tiehan was taken aback, and somehow a warm current flowed through his heart.
It turned out that Zhang Dabao had already known the Dao, and he thought that his parents didn't care about him at all, but he didn't expect that even if he didn't say it, they would be able to know the Dao.
"Of course, Uncle knew about it half a month ago, and what he saw from the website was Manchester United's website, with your transfer news on it." Zhang Zhenren explained.
Zhang Tiehan was silent.
He suddenly didn't know what to say, it was different from what he had imagined.
He originally thought that his parents didn't care about him, for example, Zhang Dabao never supported him to play football, and only wanted him to be a chef, while his mother ...... It is estimated that the mother told the father.
Even in the next life, Zhang Dabao will not be able to understand English.