Green Destroyer

Chapter 22 I want to be a ball bully

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Yang Yiming's mood was like knocking over a five-flavored bottle, and he didn't know what it was like.

He just got the clip of Chen Hao's interview, but he heard a gossip from his French colleagues:
The French Football Association has sent an invitation to Chen Hao, and they are willing to help Chen Hao obtain French nationality as soon as possible!

If this news comes true, it means that the material in his hand will immediately become a joke!
In the interview, he lavishly praised "Chen Hao is the leader of Chinese football in the next 20 years" and "is the absolute hope of Chinese football"... If "China's hope" turns around and changes his identity, these praises will almost make him His old face sucked!

He had to take out his phone and dial the number.

Fortunately, Chen Hao didn't let him think about it for too long, and quickly connected the phone:

"Yang Ji, what's wrong?"

Yang Yiming quickly stabilized his mood:
"Mr. Chen, my colleague just edited the interview. If it's convenient, how about I take it and let you have a look?"

The over the phone agreed very readily:

"Okay, you come to my apartment."
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Chen Hao, who is only 17 years old, still lives in the player's apartment provided by the club. Like the other four players, each has a separate bedroom.

Yang Yiming has already been here once when he was doing an exclusive interview, and he has done all-round shooting, so he is no stranger to this place.

He took out his laptop and showed Chen Hao the newly released interview clips.

The nearly two-hour interview was compressed to 20 minutes, and Chen Hao, who remained in the camera, looked extremely confident.

Chen Hao nodded:

"I'm not picky. You guys are more professional than me in doing this."

Yang Yiming still suppressed his urgency, and opened the second video:

"What I watched just now is the content that is going to be broadcast on the show. As for other content, we plan to promote it on the official website and other public accounts."

Chen Hao glanced at the two-hour video, smiled and shook his head:

"Don't read it, I asked a few foreign students to go fishing together today. If it's convenient for you, why not go out with us? By the way, you should have a car, right?"

Yang Yiming nodded vigorously:
"of course."
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"Chen, Chen Hao!"

Although it had been confirmed 24 hours ago, Mo Xiaohao was still a little excited when he saw the casually dressed Chen Hao appear in front of him.

Several friends with him also hurried over.

Chen Hao smiled and greeted them one by one, and then introduced Yang Yiming to them:

"This is reporter Yang from CCTV. You should call Brother Yang. He happened to come looking for me, so I bumped into his car."

Yang Yiming also smiled and nodded with them, but compared them a little in his heart.

Those who can study abroad are at least 20-year-old adults, but these students seem much immature in front of 17-year-old Chen Hao.

Metz is just a small city with a population of over [-]. The natural environment of such a city is generally well protected. The Moselle River passes through the city, and the whole city is divided into several small islands by the river. Now in summer, the water flow and The islands are combined together, with green mountains and green waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and the scenery is particularly beautiful.

Some people took out fishing rods to fish by the sandbar, some took out barbecue grills and various ingredients from the car, and started the preliminary preparations, and some people were busy holding up their mobile phones to take pictures for everyone...

"Chen Ritian, you were so handsome in yesterday's match! Did you know that you almost turned me around!"

Mo Xiaohao said while swinging the fishing rod out.

"Fuck off!"

Chen Hao cursed with a smile, hung the bait on his hook, and swung it out vigorously.

Yang Yiming didn't go fishing, he just sat on another rock, thinking about how to ask for news.

But he doesn't need to think so much at all, because Chen Hao has already said it himself:
"Yesterday afternoon, Cartier, my head coach called me and asked if I would like to join the French team..."

Mo Xiaohao was taken aback, his hands shook violently, and there was a sudden ripple on the lake:
"This is real?!"

Chen Hao nodded with a smile. Out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see Yang Yiming's astonished face:

"For a talented superstar like me, the French Football Association really wants to recruit me, and they also agreed to help me with naturalization."

Mo Xiaohao's face suddenly turned red:

"how could you do this?!
Yes, I know that the football environment in China is rubbish, and the Football Association is even more rubbish. If you join France, you can indeed get a better platform...

Moreover, even if you change your nationality, as long as you rely on your Chinese identity, you can still get huge domestic commercial endorsements without hindrance, which is only beneficial to you...

But, but, but..."

He said three buts in a row, but he finally stopped talking.

In this real world, where would anyone really put an illusory concept of "country" above everything else?
Even if he can't do it himself, why should he blame others?
The corners of Chen Hao's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a characteristic faint smile:

"I refused."

Mo Xiaohao opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say.

Yang Yiming finally couldn't help it:

"Why? Don't tell me that you love your country more than anything else, that you have red blood in your veins. You know, the French team has just entered its golden age, and all positions are terrible, but they There is only a lack of a striker who is good at scoring goals!"

Chen Hao glanced at him and smiled confidently:

"One day, I will let everyone in the world know what it means to be truly invincible!"
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When Chen Hao finally caught a big fish, Yang Yiming also finished the latest manuscript.

This is a series of reports, each of which is enough to attract attention.

"Suddenly! The French Football Association secretly contacted Chen Hao!"

"Shocking! China's greatest hope may join the Gallic Rooster!"

"Maybe? The only weakness of the French team is the striker!"

"The ultimate choice of the Chinese teenager! France and China, honor and challenge!"

"The voice of the fans! No matter what choice you make, there will always be someone supporting Chen Hao!"

"The Chinese Football Association remains silent! They say they respect every player's choice!"

"The 70-year-old fans cried and supported, go to France! You can get nothing in the Chinese team!"

……

He didn't pass all these manuscripts to the editor, but temporarily kept the last few—after all, it always takes a little time to create a news topic.

Of course, Chen Hao saw what he did, and this was what he hoped for.

He's not a naive 17-year-old.

Rejecting the French team does not mean that he has to dedicate himself to the national team unconditionally, at least... he has to seek something.

The curling smoke rises from the lake, and the rich aroma permeates the air.

Mo Xiaohao, who was taken aback, stuffed a handful of freshly roasted beef into Chen Hao's hands:

"Can professional players eat barbecue?"

Chen Hao took it with a smile:

"Don't you know that Argentine and Brazilian players are the most famous BBQ gangs?"

— Too much grilling is of course bad for your health, but it's harmless once in a while.

After eating a bunch of beef, Chen Hao couldn't help but licked his lips, revealing a temperament that was different from his calm and mature style before.

He glanced at Mo Xiaohao, who was grilling fish profusely in sweat, and joked with a smile:
"Mo Ritian, what university are you going to France for? Why don't you go to Paris and set up a barbecue stand, and you're guaranteed to earn millions a year!"

While brushing the seasoning, Mo Xiaohao turned over and grilled, but his mouth didn't stop:

"To be honest, compared to cooking, I really have no interest in my major. After I graduate next year, can you, Chen Ritian, reward me with a bowl of rice and take me in as a chef?"

Chen Hao laughed loudly, but heard the phone in his trouser pocket vibrate and rang.

He freed one hand and took out his mobile phone. The screen displayed a number from China, and the most familiar string of numbers was the area code of his hometown.

While eating the barbecue, he pressed the hands-free button:
"Hey?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone:

"Hello, is this Chen Hao? I'm the secretary-general of the City Football Association, Gu Jianming. I don't know if you still have any impressions?"

Chen Hao was slightly taken aback, and swallowed the barbecue:
"Of course I have the impression, Secretary-General Gu, when we came to Metz, you personally sent us abroad. It's just morning in China now. Is there anything you can do with me?"

Gu Jianming's tone became more cordial:
"Xiao Chen, it's like this. Seeing you play so well in France, we are also very proud and proud as the football association that sent you to train. You see, we plan to hold several youth training activities in the summer, It is aimed at children aged eleven or twelve. If you have time, I sincerely invite you to return to China to attend this event and do a little publicity for the football career in your hometown. Of course, there is no need for round-trip board and lodging, and other expenses If you don’t worry about it, the Football Association will give you an appropriate appearance fee, what do you think?”

He was really sincere, and Chen Hao certainly would not refuse, after all, as long as he did not change his nationality, he would still have to deal with these fellow villagers:

"You are so kind. I am also very honored to be a role model for the children in my hometown. Well, I still have two relegation games in Metz. It is very important and it is difficult to be distracted. When the league is over, I will contact you immediately to confirm the matter of returning to China to participate in the event. As for the appearance fee, you can arrange it with Secretary-General Gu, and I have nothing to say."

Gu Jianming is also very satisfied with his attitude:

"I know Mays has been under a lot of pressure recently, but you are only a 17-year-old child after all, don't be too nervous, and you have to go for a walk and relax when you have time..."

While eating barbecue, Chen Hao listened to these earnest teachings, and responded a few times casually, because he had already heard that inviting himself to participate in the youth training activities was just a cover, and what the other party really wanted to say must still be behind .

Sure enough, Gu Jianming finally opened a new topic:

"By the way, Lao Guo from the Football Association Management Center called me two days ago and asked me about your situation. It seems that he wants to recruit you to the national team or the Olympic team, but Uncle Gu said no for you. No more words. But I just saw a message on the Internet, saying that the French team is contacting you, there should be no such thing, right?"

Chen Hao laughed, and took the freshly grilled fish from Mo Xiaohao's hand:
"Your news is still very good. My head coach in Metz just asked me what I meant yesterday. He said that the French team has been lacking a striker who is good at scoring goals. I just meet their standards."

Gu Jianming quickly said:
"Oh, the French team has always had a tradition of internal strife. What happened in 2010 is vivid in my memory. These European countries shout about equality and freedom every day, but you must know that their racial discrimination is much more serious than that in China. You are a Chinese People, not of mixed race, if they want to gain a firm foothold in the French team, they will definitely have to work extra hard..."

Chen Hao remained silent for a few seconds on purpose, took another bite of grilled fish with this time, and then spoke slowly:
"They are also very sincere and promised to give me the position of the main striker, and absolutely respect my wishes. I don't have to participate in some irrelevant friendly matches."

"Oh, what is this condition?" Gu Jianming probably jumped up: "The French team is full of mountains, even if you are given the main position, those niggers don't pass the ball to you, what will you do alone? The Chinese team That is absolutely different, you are the absolute main force, and everyone else is your green leaves, the national team will build a united and progressive team around you for the next 20 years, do you think about it?"

Chen Hao responded and spit out a fish bone:

"I didn't agree to the French team, but I have been abroad all the time. I have never participated in the national youth, national youth, and national Olympic experience. I don't know anyone in China. I am always worried that I can't compete with the national team Officials deal well with..."

Gu Jianming sighed:
"I can more or less understand your concerns. I will also bring these concerns to the leaders of the Football Management Center. But you should think about it first. Don't make a wrong choice because of impulse. Wait a minute I will send you my mobile phone number, if you have anything to do, feel free to contact me."

After listening to these sincere words, Chen Hao still smiled, and just spit out another fishbone casually:
"I will think about it carefully, thank you Secretary-General."

After finishing the call, he glanced at Yang Yiming, and then continued to eat the fragrant grilled fish with big mouthfuls.

Yang Yiming had already forgotten the smell of barbecue in his hand.

Although he is not an old man, he can understand that this 17-year-old player is negotiating with the Football Association.

Yang Yiming would not be surprised if this kind of thing happened to those players with senior qualifications, but... Chen Hao is only 17 years old and has never played for the national team!
It's just that he played three games in France, thousands of miles away, and he thinks the conditions that the Chinese Football Association promised him?
He doesn't understand that headstrong bureaucracy at all!
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As if aware of Yang Yiming's thoughts, Chen Hao showed another incomprehensible smile.

He is talking about conditions.

He must be the core of the national team, and he must also have the privilege of refusing to participate in rubbish friendly matches, not accepting random early training or delaying the return time, and even... Some players he doesn't like are not worthy of playing on the same field as him.

He is going to be the boss of the team!

Even if you call him a ball tyrant, it is not an exaggeration!

That's right, the current national team probably won't agree to these conditions.

But Chen Hao didn't care, the big deal is that he won't play for the national team for the time being.

He's only 17 and still has plenty of time.

Sooner or later, those people will hug their own thighs and beg themselves to save everything!
Well, probably.

(End of this chapter)