Chinese champion

Chapter 230 The Road to Brilliance It Rained Gold

Time goes back to five months ago.

"Zhong Yan, how much money do you have with you?" Yao Le threw the package on the steps of the Cathedral of Our Lady of Flowers, sat down and asked exhaustedly.

Zhong Yan, who was not much better than him, took out his wallet and looked through it: "I still have about 1000 euros... It seems that I need to find a place to work, otherwise our brothers will really starve to death on the street." He said He raised his head and stretched his arms exaggeratedly towards the sky: "God, if you really show face, you will give us two brothers a golden rain from the sky..."

"Don't make me laugh, I don't have the energy right now." Yao Le said weakly, he carried all the packages along the way, that guy Zhong Yan is simply a hands-off shopkeeper, no wonder he is so tired.

Looking at Yao Le leaning on the package, Zhong Yan was delighted: "Do you know what you look like now? If you are in China, you are a blind person, if you are abroad, you are a stowaway, and you will go to a shelter! Look, then There's a police uncle coming over, boy, you retreat first, I'll cover you!"

"Don't be funny! We didn't come here illegally. We still have more than a month left on our tourist passports, so we won't be caught in a cell." Yao Le said angrily.

"But we are dressed like smugglers now. When did you think we were so down and out?" Zhong Yan casually tossed the wallet up and down in his hands. To be honest, his gesture...is cheap, like It's the same as sending your wallet out for others to grab.

Yao Le raised his head and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and then he heard Zhong Yan yell: "Robbing!" and then rushed over.

When Zhong Yan was tossing the wallet upwards, a thin and small man passed by him shot like lightning—really fast, grabbed the wallet in his hand accurately, and walked towards a small alley without stopping for a moment. run away.

A daring thief actually snatched the wallet from Zhong Yan in broad daylight.

When Yao Le realized what had happened and stood up to chase after him, Zhong Yan had already chased the thief for dozens of meters. Yao Le quickly picked up the package and chased after him, but he was surprised to find that the thief on the road Pedestrians continued to do their own things as if nothing had happened. A few looked up, and then walked as if nothing had happened.

"Damn, the law and order in foreign countries is so bad, they rob money in broad daylight, and the people around them don't help catch the thief! What kind of atmosphere, it's really his grandma." Yao Le thought angrily.

He overlooked one point. The "robbery" that Zhong Yan yelled just now in a hurry was in Chinese, and the people on the road couldn't understand it at all, and they thought it was a joke with a few companions...

Their luck today is really a bit back.

Yao Le chased after him out of breath, but his speed was not very fast, and he was carrying a big package on his back, so he was thrown farther and farther by the two people in front.

Passing through an alley, an open land suddenly opened up in front of him. Yao Le finally saw Zhong Yan's back. At this time, Zhong Yan had stopped and was standing at the entrance of the open land.

The kid who snatched their wallet ran up to the six or seven people who were gathering there, handed the wallet to the leader, and pointed at Zhong Yan and the others: "Boss, they are chasing me!"

The boss threw away the wallet in his hand and took a step forward: "Why are you chasing him?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Give us back the wallet!" Zhong Yan yelled. Although there were many people on the other side, he didn't pay attention to these people. Before joining the Wuhan team, he was a guy who often liked to fight, not to mention Now there is Yao Le by my side.

"Chinese?" Listening to his substandard Italian, the boss frowned and flipped through the passport in his wallet.

These two guys don't mean to be afraid at all. I heard that they are Chinese people who know Chinese Kung Fu. It seems that these two guys must know it too...

Thanks to the popularity of Chinese kung fu movies in Europe, the boss chose a method that he would never choose: "It's okay to want a wallet, but I can't give it to you for nothing... so, let's have a football match, and if you win, you will win." Return the wallet to you.” Chinese Kungfu is famous, but football… Hehe, we have two members who used to be members of the Florence youth team!Although they were eliminated, it is still no problem to deal with these two Chinese, right?
"No problem." Zhong Yan was amused, he didn't expect this hooligan to be so blind, he raised his chin: "How do you compare?"

"On these two goals, one goal will determine the outcome. Whoever scores first will win." The boss said with a sly smile: "Fabio, Christian, you two go!"

The hooligans under him burst into laughter immediately. These two are the best amateur players in this region. In the games organized by their hooligans (the hooligans also have a football league?) they beat Florence Invincibles all over, and they got rid of these two Chinese It's not a piece of cake, what's more, skill is not the main thing in this kind of street competition.

"Okay, you attack first, don't say that the Chinese are not polite." Zhong Yan and Yao Le took off their coats together, revealing the sportswear inside. They already had sneakers on their feet, so they didn't need to change.

"Hurry up and clean up these two boys, let's go have a good time! Today's harvest is good." The boss lit a cigarette and cheered up his subordinates.

Fabio and Christian walked forward lazily, Fabio passed the ball to Christian, and he stood behind without moving.

Zhong Yan ran forward, but didn't even look at Christian who was dribbling the ball. He had full confidence in Yao Le.

Christian started shaking when he was one meter away from Yao Le. In all fairness, his skills are not bad. Still a professional player.

After resisting the opponent with his body, Yao Le made a beautiful turn around and tackled the ball. Before Christian could react, Yao Le had already called out: "Ah Yan!" and passed the ball to Zhong Yan in front of him. .

Seeing that Yao Le easily broke Christian's ball, Fabio immediately paid attention to it. He could see that Yao Le's tackle was very standard. Damn, these two guys are professional players!
But two people can't be so powerful...

It's a pity that Zhong Yan immediately shattered his fluke mentality. After stepping on the bicycle three times in a row, Zhong Yan used a personal ball to pass the dizzy Fabio, and then pushed the ball lightly with his right foot to send the ball to him. into the goal behind him.

The boss opened his mouth wide, and the others stared blankly. They didn't expect Fabio and Christian to be so vulnerable, they lost within a minute, and they kicked off first!
What's more, they lost many dirty tricks before they were used...

In fact, Fabio and Christian were too careless. If they used underground football's lethal style of play to deal with Zhong Yan and Yao Le from the beginning, Zhong Yan and the others might not be able to win. After all, one goal is sure to win. Negative chance is too great.

"Bring the bag." Zhong Yan stepped on the ball under his feet, stretched out his hand and said calmly.

"Damn you!" The boss threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground. Since these two guys are players, there is no need to be afraid. Fighting them will definitely not work. Seriously? Hurry up and get out! Don’t hunt for it!”

"Fuck you!" Zhong Yan was also angry. He decided to kill the chicken first for the monkeys to see. With a beautiful sideways kick, Zhong Yan kicked Fabio who was standing beside him five meters away. , the action was clean and neat: "I will say it for the last time, give me the bag!"

Staring blankly at Fabio, who was hugging his stomach, slumped on the ground, foaming continuously, and his eyes almost protruding, the hooligans were dumbfounded. One kick can kick a 1.8-meter-old man five meters away. What a foot!

Can't be so bad luck?The Chinese who just happened to hit two balls and played well, and who knows kung fu?

The eldest swallowed a mouthful of spit, he is the eldest brother and cannot back down.

Taking out a switchblade, the boss's face was full of ferocity: "Boys, you provoked me first!"

"You want to scare people with a broken knife?" Zhong Yan snorted disdainfully and walked forward.

Several other people also picked up softball bats and surrounded Zhong Yan and Yao Le. Just as they were about to fight, a voice suddenly sounded from the alley, an Italian voice: "Mr. , Those gangsters are robbing two foreign tourists! God, they even used knives!"

The boss shuddered all over and shouted: "Run!" He took the lead and ran into an alley behind him.

The others were not slow to react, and disappeared within five seconds, but they were still loyal. The two picked up Fabio who was still lying on the ground, and ran behind the boss.

"Hey! Damn it, give us back the wallet!" Zhong Yan yelled, and when he was about to catch up, the voice from the alley rang again:
"Hey, Chinese boy, don't chase after them, they have many people and knives, you will suffer! Forget about losing money and avoiding disaster!"

"What do you know!" Seeing that the group of hooligans broke into several intersections and couldn't catch up with him, Zhong Yan was annoyed and said less politely: "The living expenses and travel expenses of the two of us It's all in the wallet, let them take it away from us to drink the northwest wind!"

"Forget it, Ah Yan." Yao Le came up from behind and said with a wry smile: "He also has good intentions, the police never came, if it wasn't for this uncle who yelled, I'm afraid we would still be entangled with those guys Woolen cloth."

Zhong Yan calmed down, and he also knew that the person must have good intentions: "I'm sorry, what I said just now was inappropriate, please don't take it to heart."

The slightly gray-haired man smiled: "I happened to be passing by too... I watched the game just now. You guys played well. Those two guys used to be in the Fiorentina youth team. Although they are the two worst players indivual……"

"What's the use of that? It's because I haven't brought my wallet back." Yao Le murmured, "What should we do now? We don't even have money for food. Are we really going to live on the streets..."

"Ale, don't be discouraged. If you don't have money, you have no money. Let's look for a job. Isn't it easy to find a job washing dishes? Let's find a team while working. We must not give up halfway!" Zhong Yan comforted him. .

"Wait a minute." The middle-aged man next to him said, "You don't even have money for food now? Are all your belongings in the wallet just now?"

"Yes." Zhong Yan said angrily: "Otherwise, why are we working so hard? Sorry, we are penniless now, so we can't repay you. If we got our wallet back just now, we can treat you to a meal." .” Zhong Yan thought that the middle-aged man wanted a reward.

"No, that's not what I meant!" The middle-aged man couldn't laugh or cry: "What I mean is... I can help you find a job."

"What job?" Zhong Yan and Yao Le looked at each other suspiciously: this is too coincidental, someone came to find a job for him just after all his wealth was robbed, why is it so like a scene in a movie?This guy is not a human trafficker, is he?
"My name is Mondonico, and I'm the head coach of the Serie B team Fiorentina. Are you interested in coming to Fiorentina?" The middle-aged man never thought that the two Chinese youths in front of him would think of such a complicated possibility.

Seeing Zhong Yan and Yao Le staring wide-eyed, Mondonico thought they didn't believe it, took out his coaching certificate, and added: "This is my certificate, I'm not pretending... Of course, it is the end of the league now, and it is impossible for us to recruit first-line players. If possible, I would like to sign an apprenticeship contract with you first, so that you can train with the team and sign with you before the start of next season ,how?"

Seeing that Zhong Yan and the others still did not speak, Mondonico became a little anxious. He had just taken office not long ago. The former head coach left him a mess, and the chairman gave him a death order to advance to the next season. He is worried about not finding a good player.

"Wow!" Zhong Yan yelled suddenly, startling Mondonico, but saw Zhong Yan opening his hand to the sky: "God, you're giving Zhong Yan too much face..." Turning around Said to Yao Le: "Gold really fell from the sky!"

Yao Le was also giggling, happiness came too fast and suddenly, these two guys could hardly accept it.

"Mr. Coach, thank you!" After Zhong Yan calmed down a bit, he realized that the future head coach had been left aside by them, so he went up to hold Mondonico's hand: "I'm very happy to be a member of Fiorentina!"

"Me too!" Yao Le followed up.

In this way, Zhong Yan and Yao Le followed Mondonico to Florence. After the start of the new season, they finally became part of Viola as they wished...

(End of this chapter)