rank pass

Chapter 8
After changing in the team's locker room, Qin Hong left the sports center alone.

Since returning from Rome, what he is most unaccustomed to is that when getting along with people here, there are often false and false words of sarcasm and compliments.Therefore, usually when there are many people, Qin Hong will choose to remain silent or leave.

Because, he is used to the attitude over there, hugging when he is happy, singing when he is happy... scolding when he hates it, and singing too, never making too many detours...

More than ten years of life in Apennines has formed an inherent habit in the heart of the young Qin Hong-a person should not leave the singing at all times. In his opinion, there is a lack of singing here but full of scolding. The stadium is very uncomfortable...

At this time, Qin Hong sang his favorite little song softly and walked on the way home, although he thought he could not sing well.

While walking, he recalled what happened two years ago...

That morning, he found the extremely old shoemaker - Machiavelli in one of the most familiar corners of the old streets of the ancient city of Rome.

The reason why Qin Hong made friends with this old man was that he admired his craftsmanship and liked his singing.The Romans had a special affection for leather shoes. Some people even wore only one pair of leather shoes in their lifetime after they became adults. Therefore, the Romans had extremely high requirements for the workmanship and quality of the shoes. More than half of them would find a famous one. Shoemaker, privately customize your own leather shoes.

Machiavelli is a veteran shoemaker in the ancient city of Rome. This old man is not only good at crafting, but also can't leave his mouth. He can sing almost all the Italian operas in the Grand Theater at his fingertips, so he came here to find Among his shoe repairers and shoemakers, there are many who come here just to listen to music.

Machiavelli, an old shoemaker, liked Qin Hong very much. He thought that this Asian boy was not only smart but also well-behaved, unlike the local children who were muddy and mischievous.

That day, when the old shoemaker was showing Qin Hong how to repair shoes, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair walked in the morning mist.The man was carrying a bag in his hand, and walked over with his head down, looking like he was still asleep.

In Rome, there are many lazy people like this, so Qin Hong didn't pay much attention to him, and didn't even look at him directly.

However, a shoe that the man handed over to the old carpenter attracted Qin Hong's attention, because it was a standard football shoe.

The old shoemaker Machiavelli turned the football shoe over and over for a while, felt it inside and out, then handed the shoe to Qin Hong, and said to him: "Son, you find out The reason why this shoe makes your feet uncomfortable is a mistake."

This question is very simple for Qin Hong, because he has already learned almost the unique skills of the old shoemaker over the years since he was a child.

Qin Hong quickly found the inside of the sneaker that needed to be repaired, and repaired it himself.

The middle-aged man put on the sneakers and tried them out, and couldn't help but give him a soft compliment.

At this moment, Qin Hongcai raised his head and glanced at him, feeling that this unshaven and slovenly man looked very familiar, but at this moment, he only heard the old shoemaker Machiavelli say: "Andrea, my dear child, you I have retired from playing football, so why repair it..."

"Andrea Pirlo!" Qin Hong stared at that face, and suddenly shouted in his heart, "Yes, he is the leader of the Italian national team - the one who won the World Cup once and won the European Cup twice. The 'sleeping skin' of the Champions Cup!"

At this moment, "Sleeping Skin" still has sleepy eyes...

Pirlo still looked listless. He responded casually to the old shoemaker, squeezed his left eye at the stunned Qin Hong, and smiled kindly, which should be to express his gratitude to him.

"You really don't play football anymore?" Qin Hong finally regained his composure, and said eagerly, "If that's the case, I won't watch Juventus games in the future, um... I won't watch the Italian national team games either. No, I mean it."

"Don't be disappointed with the Italian national team, kid," Pirlo shook his head helplessly, "They just don't need Pirlo anymore, the game will be just as exciting..."

"No!" Qin Hong shook his head, and said seriously, "Without you, their team will definitely play ugly."

Spreading his hands helplessly, Pirlo shook his head, not knowing what to say.

"Andrea, I think you are lying to him, to this boy," the old shoemaker Machiavelli rolled his old eyelids, stretched out his hand to pinch his big nose, and said slowly, "If you really If you don’t play football anymore, why do you need to repair this shoe?”

"Well, I think it is necessary to explain clearly to you," Pirlo said seriously, "I repaired this sneaker to feed my old friend Buffon a few free kicks."

"My God, Buffon!" Qin Hong exclaimed in surprise, "That's the Italian goalkeeper!"

"The goalkeeper is also nervous," Pirlo took over the words and said, "Juventus' opponent in the Champions League final this year is Real Madrid. You know that Ronaldo and Bale can both play high-quality elevator balls. Therefore, before the upcoming decisive battle , the goal guarded by Buffon needs to be tested by me."

Rolling his eyes, Qin Hong said cunningly: "But, the sneaker you repaired is too old. I think it may break again if you kick the ball twice. At that time, if you can't kick high Quality free kicks, you will all be disappointed."

"Huh?" Pirlo frowned, looked at Qin Hong with doubts, and wanted to hear what he wanted to say next...

Qin Hong hurriedly said: "So, in order for you to practice smoothly, you should take me with you. I can help you repair this sneaker at any time."

"He's right." The old shoemaker seemed to be a roundworm in Qin Hong's stomach. He said solemnly, "Take this child, Andrea, with him, it's like having me by your side."

At that moment, Pirlo smiled, and he replied like this-"You know, I have always respected the opinions of the elders."

So the next day, Qin Hong appeared at the Juventus training base in Turin, and met the goalkeeper Buffon and several second-tier players who were training with him.He watched the free kick offensive and defensive practice between the two ball gods at such a close distance. He listened to the free kick offensive and defensive discussions between Pirlo and Buffon at various angles and distances. His mind has been following along Turning around, and soon have an experience...

Memories are beautiful, but they are easily interrupted... A screeching brake suddenly came from Qin Hong's left rear. The sharp sound pulled his thoughts from the distant Rome back to reality.

Turning his head slightly startled, Qin Hong saw a luxury car that was about to turn right, blocked by him on the left rear, only a few feet away from his body.

Through the front windshield of the car, the driver wearing sunglasses can be seen with an angry expression.

Looking at the green light on the sidewalk in front of the intersection, Qin Hong thought: "What's the matter! I pass the intersection normally, and your motor vehicle comes from behind and turns right, so I should let me."

Just as he was thinking like this, he saw the pretty girl sitting on the co-pilot in the car turned her head and said a few words to the driver, then she raised her hand to signal for Qin Hong to go first, the girl grinned slightly A smile made Qin Hong's heart flutter, but he always felt as if he had seen her somewhere before.

At this time, the beautiful girl in the car raised her hand naturally, and stroked the hair covering her forehead. The bright red mole on Jie Baihao's wrist suddenly jumped into the eyes of the young Qin Hong...

"It's her!" Qin Hong suddenly exclaimed in his heart.

(End of this chapter)