"Zheng,"

"You really won't go?"

"Don't go."

On Sunday night, Kloze passed by Zheng Zhi's doorstep and repeatedly invited Zheng Zhi to watch the Scorpion Band's concert, but Zheng Zhi still did not agree. In fact, he didn't hate Scorpion Band. The reason why he didn't want to go was just because he remembered his wife.

Now he is just young, but his mind is still 39 years old. Seeing Klose driving away in the car, Zheng Zhi returned to the backyard and devoted himself to training.

Training is lonely, but it is even more lonely if you don’t train.

He couldn't date different girls every day like Yang Chen, nor could he be as affectionate as Klose. He even envied Li Weifeng and Li Yin because there were only simple beauty in their memories, and there were too many memories in his mind...

At this time, Li Weifeng and Kloze both came back to his backyard for training, while Li Yin liked to sit by the goal with his laptop and recorded the teaching content he heard from the coach that day.

But today they all went to the concert.

Zheng Zhi stared at the goal in front of him and suddenly sighed, "I am not young at all."

"They are the real young people."

“I miss my family very much.”

"I really want to."

Miss his parents, wives and children.

He lowered his head to the left and looked at his left shoulder.

The left shoulder is very smooth, but there is no tattoo.

The original left shoulder has a heart tattooed on it, with the wife's name on it.

Now there is nothing, my heart suddenly feels empty, and loneliness has invaded him again...

"Zheng Zhi,"

"What do you think?"

At this time, Wu Di appeared, and Shao Jiayi and Yan Qiang appeared with him.

Zheng Zhi turned around and laughed.

"Oh,"

"How was the trial training?"

He immediately cared about Shao Jiayi.

“It should be no problem.”

"It's easy to talk to Guoan."

"It should be possible to get there."

Yan Qiang replied quickly.

"Congratulations."

Zheng Zhi looked at Shao Jiayi and said, "Kick you well."

"So, Germany will have 6 Chinese players in the future."

Zheng Zhi, Li Yin, Li Weifeng, Yang Chen, Zhou Ning, Shao Jiayi are stronger than Iran. Iran also has several players in Germany, but the number is not as high as that in China. In addition, Li Jinyu, Fan Zhiyi, and Sun Jihai, there are 9 players in Europe, which can be said to be the largest overseas Chinese in Asia.

After Zheng Zhiyi reminded him, Yan Qiang became excited.

"Oh my God, I counted it and it seemed like there were 9 players in Europe."

"The national team will occupy at least half of the country in the future."

"Don't be too happy too early," Zheng Zhi immediately poured a plate of cold water.

"Playing football in Europe does not mean you can definitely play it out. If you can't play out, you can't enter the national team."

He looked at Shao Jiayi again.

“Add one,”

"This is just a new beginning, nothing is."

"In Europe, we cannot be slacking off at all."

"You can tell if you look at Li Weifeng. He is the best in China, but in Frankfurt, he has not yet entered the big list."

He immediately treated Li Weifeng as a typical example to educate Shao Jiayi.

In fact, in his impression, Shao Jiayi's study abroad was considered successful, but he was only 18 years old now. What if Shao Jiayi goes astray? He will still say it if necessary.

Wu Di looked at his cousin again with disbelief. He was the oldest, but he had not organized his language yet, but Zheng Zhi finished speaking in one breath. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart, a weirdo...

"By the way, why didn't you see Li Weifeng and the others today?"

"They all went to the concert."

"Ah, it's the Scorpion Band's concert!" Shao Jiayi's eyes suddenly lit up, and it can be seen that he is also a fan of Scorpion Band.

“I bought the ticket, too.”

"..." Mayen has so many fans! Zheng Zhi was speechless.

"Zheng Zhi, why don't you go?"

Wu Di asked suddenly.

"All of them are young people, but you stay at home like an old man every day, not like a young man. Sometimes, you should have fun, otherwise life will be too boring. This is your youth."

"I'm really worried if you're 80."

"A few days ago, your parents called me and asked you how your life is now and if you have any friends. When I heard this, I was immediately happy. I said that if my cousin was in love, the sun would probably come out from the west. If he really talked, his girlfriend's name must be football."

"..." Zheng Zhi was speechless again.

He is indeed a little different.

"Add a little, if you want to go to a concert, you will finish your meal quickly. The roads in Frankfurt are blocked. Damn, even if you play games on weekends, it's not so exaggerating."

"I just want to find something to eat now." Wu Di touched her stomach and then got into the kitchen, but when she saw the food in the kitchen, she instantly lost her appetite.

Because it was all eaten by Zheng Zhi, he was not interested at all.

Even Li Weifeng and Li Yin had no appetite when they saw this kind of food. They prefer to eat normal Chinese food. However, Zheng Zhi has been giving them science to popularize the nutrition knowledge of athletes, and now he has begun to slowly change his eating habits.

"Add one, come and try it."

"We all need to learn from Zheng Zhi."

"Bah, it's really hard to swallow." Although Wu Di found the nutritionist, Wu Di made his own things and never ate these things with Zheng Zhi.

"I remember when I was in Chengdu, the coach never asked us how to eat. The difference between China and abroad is too big. Different environments have long been different. We used to think that it doesn't matter what we eat, but later I found out that this was a huge mistake."

"Just talk about this nutrition, it's so knowledgeable."

"The physical fitness of Chinese people is definitely not as good as that of Europeans. They have been drinking milk and beef since childhood. We eat pork and eat everything. The muscles are not as good as others. It is impossible to say that there is no impact, and their physical fitness is not as good as theirs."

Wu Di was tinkering with the refrigerator while beating.

Shao Jiayi was already sitting at the dining table, looking at the inappropriate white boiled chicken, and he really had no appetite, but he still grabbed a piece of chicken and started to chew it.

At this time, Chinese players took Yang Chen and Zheng Zhi as examples, and their success inspired everyone.

Why can’t Zheng Zhi eat it myself? So Shao Jiayi ate very hard...

“Isn’t it hard to eat?”

Wu Di turned to look at Shao Jiayi and asked in surprise.

“It’s very hard to eat!”

Shao Jiayi answered truthfully, but continued to chew.

"Um,"

“This attitude is very good.”

"Even if it's unpalatable, you have to eat it..."
Chapter completed!