Godfather of national football

Chapter 213 Hamburg Treasure Hunt ([-])

Lin Peter told Lin Zhijian the ins and outs of the incident, and suddenly Lin Zhijian was stunned. After a while, Lin Zhijian said: "But my dream is to enter the German team, uncle. Do you still remember that we went to watch the German team match in 2006? I was eliminated by Italy in the semi-finals. I was very sad for a long time."

At this moment, Lin Zhijian's pet dog - a sled dog mixed with a squirrel, kept rubbing against Lin Zhijian's lap.

"Wukong, go aside!"

Lin Zhijian has always been very kind to his pet dog and never yelled at it. What he did just now proved that Lin Zhijian was in a mess at the moment.

"Uncle, I will be the new German team's new Lahm, don't you believe me?"

Lin Peter smiled slightly, "Zhijian, how old are you?"

"After the new year, I will be 20,"

"Well, Lahm represented the German team in the European Cup at the age of 21, and he was very popular in Stuttgart at the age of 19."

Lin Zhijian opened his mouth slightly, yes, now he is only in the second team of Hamburg, participating in the northern division of the German regional league. Apart from the fact that his surname is pronounced similar to Ram in German, how can he be compared with Ram.

"Uncle, I understand what you mean, you don't believe me."

"No, your father and I are getting old. We want Ye Luo to return to his roots. We Chinese people want to go back no matter whether we are successful abroad or not."

"Go back?" A trace of hesitation flashed in Lin Zhijian's eyes.

"Yes, on behalf of the Chinese team, you can participate in the World Cup. The Chinese team is the top 16 in the World Cup."

"It was just luck, and happened to encounter the French team, which had internal strife," Lin Zhijian said disdainfully.

"Maybe, maybe not, you know better than me," Peter Lin pointed to Lin Zhijian. He knew that in the world of football, good luck may only account for 20% of the factors. If there is no strength, then no matter how good luck is, it is useless.

"Zhijian think about it, China is different,"

"Yes, listen to your uncle!"

A strange voice came from the door, which Lin Zhijian had never heard before. Turning his head, he saw a middle-aged man with a Chinese face.

Without an introduction, Lin Zhijian guessed that he was Li Guo. He didn't like Li Guo very much in his heart at this time. He didn't know what drug Li Guo had given his dear uncle. The most important thing was that his dream of becoming the next Ram seemed to be unfulfilled.

"Please leave, you are not welcome here," Lin Zhijian said.

"Zhijian!" Lin Peter scolded.

In a fit of anger, Lin Zhijian rushed out of the restaurant and disappeared into the night in Hamburg.

*****
In this bustling city, apart from home, the only place Lin Zhijian can go to is the club, and the only person who can take him in the club is the Korean Sun Xingmin.

"Hey, Zhijian, did you bring me something delicious again?"

"Just know how to eat,"

Lin Zhijian walked into Sun Xingmin's dormitory in the club and sat down on the soft sofa.

"What's wrong, you're in a bad mood? Your girlfriend dumped you?"

"Screw you."

"Oh, sorry, boyfriend?"

Lin Zhijian slapped Sun Xingmin hard, and Sun Xingmin blocked it. Boys of this age have the most frivolous mouth and the happiest heart.

Sun Xingmin brought Lin Zhijian a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, Lin Zhijian waved his hand, "I'm in a bad mood, let's have a beer."

"Beer? Are you of age?"

"Don't tease me, I'm really in a bad mood today."

Sun Xingmin brought Lin Zhijian a can of beer, "What's the matter, tell me."

Lin Zhijian then told Sun Xingmin the ins and outs of the matter like pouring beans. After the latter heard it, he held his chin and remained silent.

"Speak, stick,"

"Damn, if you dare to call me Bangzi again, I'm really angry."

Lin Zhijian chuckled, "Then give me some advice."

Sun Xingmin said: "Someone once advised me to become a German citizen. Do you know what benefits it would bring if I become a German citizen?"

Lin Zhijian shook his head.

"First of all, the biggest advantage is that I don't need to serve in the military," Sun Xingmin then raised two fingers, "That's two years."

Military service is a nightmare for South Korean players. No matter how popular you are, even if you are the World Footballer, you cannot escape military service.

Lin Zhijian was speechless, "Then why don't you?"

Sun Xingmin chuckled: "Because I can get things in Korea that I can't get here?"

"what?"

"A sense of identity."

"A sense of identity?" Lin Zhijian said it silently in his heart, which he had never thought about before.

Suddenly Lin Zhijian remembered that when he was a child, he was very happy when he returned to Hong Kong every summer vacation. His uncle would take him to buy a lot of toys, and the people around him were also very friendly to him, touching his little head from time to time.

"Maybe that's the sense of identity!"

"Is recognition really that important?"

Sun Xingmin nodded, "Of course, football is temporary, maybe 10 years, maybe 15 years, but the sense of identity is a lifetime."

Lin Zhijian seemed to understand why his uncle changed?It's not that Li Guo is scheming, but that Li Guo may be right.

"Okay Bangzi, I'm leaving, thank you, the knot in my heart has been opened."

"Damn, call me Bangzi again, I'll fight with you!"

*****
Back at the restaurant, Li Guo had already left, and Lin Peter was cleaning the table, making preparations before closing, and the day's work was about to end.

"Uncle, where's Li Guo?"

"Hehe, Zhijian is back."

"Uncle, I'm sorry!"

Lin Peter waved his hand, "No need, I know that you have been a child with great ambition since you were a child, and that's why uncle likes you."

Lin Zhijian lowered his head, like a child who has done something wrong.

Lin Peter took out a USB flash drive, "This is left by Li Guo before he left, you can take a look when you have time."

Going back to his room and turning on the computer, Lin Zhijian inserted the USB flash drive and found a video file and a text file inside. He opened the video and saw that it was an exclusive interview with the former Bundesliga star "Altintop". His situation was very similar to Lin Zhijian.

Altintop's father is a Turkish immigrant who left his hometown to seek a living in Germany. He raised his two children and sent them to play football. After they grew up, they both chose to play for Turkey, although they could only speak German and not the language of their own country.

Altintop talked a lot when explaining why he wanted to play for Turkey, and every sentence touched Lin Zhijian, and this was also Li Guo's goal.

Turning off the computer, Lin Zhijian looked at the street outside the window. It has been like this for more than 10 years, just like when he was a child. At this time, he has made up his mind to play for the Chinese team.

Lin Zhijian opened the text file, which contained Li Guo's e-mail. Lin Zhijian sent an e-mail to Li Guo, expressing in a concise and concise way, head, I am willing to join the Chinese national team!

(End of this chapter)