Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Chapter 20 1 professional contract, teammates cried with envy

Ye Chen was quite surprised by this result.

Originally, I just wanted to train the accuracy of passing the ball.

Unexpectedly, I even practiced with the accuracy of shooting

In fact, it is right to think about it. Whether it is passing or shooting, you use your feet to control the direction of the ball.

are essentially interlinked.

When Ye Chen came out of Xuanwu Lake in Shaolin Temple, he felt hot all over his body.

The skin is hot.

But the heart is extremely peaceful and calm.

After a kind of meditation, the peace of mind spreads all over the body.

Even the blood flow around the body has become slow and rhythmic.

"The meditation mode is indeed a great weapon of the Shaolin football system. In addition to training on the field every day, I can also meditate at night and train through meditation."

"With this two-pronged approach, my football level will definitely be greatly improved in a short period of time."

After the meditation was over, Ye Chen didn't get up immediately.

Instead, he sat upright on the bed, restraining the breath around him.

At this time, there was a burst of laughter in the corridor.

At this time, Ye Chen's teammates came back.

Ye Chen just came here today, so he didn't join the training immediately.

The teammates of the Inter Milan youth team have just finished training in the afternoon and returned to the dormitory.

"I heard that a player from China came to our team today, have you all heard about it?"

"I heard, it is said that this kid came directly from Manchester United U17."

"Manchester United? Stayed well at Manchester United, why did you come to Italy?"

"Who knows, he seems to have been released by Manchester United."

"Impossible? Chivu would want a player who was released by Manchester United? It's strange."

"Oh, by the way, Moranto, there is still a vacant seat in your dormitory. Does he share a room with you?"

The 17-year-old Inter Milan teenager Moranto pushed open the door of his room.

I saw a young man with an Asian face in a golden meditation suit, meditating on the bed with his eyes closed.

"Damn, this, who is this!"

Moranto exclaimed.

He was stunned by Ye Chen in front of him.

"Hey, take a look, it seems like an oriental monk has come to my room!"

Moranto took a step back and yelled into the corridor outside the door.

Moranto's exclamation attracted other teammates who had returned to the dormitory to also come.

"Why, what happened?"

"Monk? I'll go and see."

Teammates came to Moranto's room one after another.

They were also shocked when they saw the scene in front of them.

The teammates whispered and watched Ye Chen.

At this time, Ye Chen was still immersed in the recovery of meditation.

Although he could vaguely hear someone shouting in his ears, his physical body could not get out of the meditation mode for a while.

"Hey, who are you, why did you appear in my room?"

Moranto swallowed, and mustered up the courage to ask Ye Chen.

These young Italians feel somewhat mysterious about the culture from the East.

And Ye Chen was motionless, sitting cross-legged in meditation, which looked very bluffing.

They subconsciously feel that this person is a master of martial arts and is performing martial arts, so they dare not approach easily for fear of being hurt.

"No, he's not a monk," a teammate looked at Ye Chen's black hair and muttered, "Haven't you watched the movie? Dongfang Shang has no hair. This kid has a lot of hair, so he must not be a monk!"

Moranto looked and found that on the table next to the window, there was a piece of paper with words written on it.

He put his index finger on his mouth to signal his teammates to be quiet.

Then tiptoe, tiptoe, around Ye Chen's bed, came to the window, picked up Ye Chen's professional player contract.

"Professional player contract...Ye Chen!?"

When Moranto saw the professional player contract signed by Ye Chen and Inter Milan in his hands, a shock was more violent than before, sweeping his whole body like a storm.

"He is Ye, the one who came from Manchester United!"

Moranto exclaimed, covering his mouth with his hands, unable to believe what he saw.

"What, a professional player contract?"

"This meditator is Ye?"

"Impossible, he signed a professional contract, why is he still in the dormitory of our youth team!"

"Really, let me see!"

"Oh my God, is he so good? He signed a professional player contract as soon as he came. I stayed in the youth team for three years, and it was just a youth training contract..."

"Looks like he's a big boss!"

In the small double dormitory, teammates from the Inter Milan youth team flocked to the table by the window, making a mess.

Ye Chen finally woke up from the mode of meditation.

Although he didn't open his eyes and couldn't move his body, Ye Chen could hear clearly what his teammates were talking about just now.

He coughed heavily.

"Cough cough!"

Inter Milan's youth team fell silent when they saw Ye Chen making a sound.

Everyone was silent and stared at Ye Chen.

With a smile on his face, Ye Chen slowly got off the bed.

"Hello, my name is Ye Chen. I'm from China. I just signed a contract with Inter Milan today. It's a pleasure to meet you all!"

Ye Chen felt a little strange meeting everyone for the first time in this way.

I don't know if it's the way I meditate in the yellow exercise uniform that scares everyone.

The teammates stared at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.

Finally, Moranto broke the awkward silence.

"Hello, Ye! My name is Moranto, and we will be roommates from now on."

He stepped forward and shook hands with Ye Chen.

It's just that there is still a bit of awe in the eyes that look at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen scratched his head in embarrassment, and explained to everyone with a smile:

"Haha, I was just practicing yoga, meditating, and entered the state, so I didn't notice you coming."

"From now on, we will be teammates, please take care of us!"

When everyone heard it, they all made "oh~" voices.

It turned out to be yoga!

Ye Chen knew that if he told everyone that he had turned on the meditation mode in the Shaolin football system, he was training the accuracy of passing and shooting.

Everyone will think he is a fool...

But in another way, say that I am practicing yoga meditation, which is easy to explain and will be understood by others.

"Hi, I'm Edel."

"Ye, hello, I'm Vilia!"

"Netto, Frenchman, welcome!"

"I'm from Senegal, and I just arrived in summer, so I live next door to you."

"Hahaha, Ye, you really scared everyone just now, I'm from Argentina, and my name is Camoso."

Everyone stepped forward and greeted Ye Chen.

Some cheerful teammates even hugged Ye Chen and patted him on the shoulder.

The scene was once very enthusiastic.

Ye Chen was infected by everyone's hospitality.

When Ye Chen went to report to Manchester United, only the media and reporters from his country followed, and everyone in the dormitory was very indifferent to him.

But in Inter Milan, although he was alone when he reported for duty, it was deserted.

Even because he lost his mobile phone, the security guard Tonali once regarded him as a tourist who wanted to sneak in and refused to let him in.

But now, in the dormitory of the Inter Milan youth team, Ye Chen received such a warm welcome.

This was something he had never imagined.

However, Ye Chen also knew the reason.

Because everyone inadvertently saw the professional player signing contract he put on the table!

Being able to sign a professional Qu Yuan contract to show his strength has been recognized by the club.

Therefore, Ye Chen can get a higher salary than the youth training contract.

Ye Chen looked at his teammates, each and every one of them showed admiration and envy for him.

He silently thought of Green's advice from the youth team when he left Manchester United:

"Ye, if you want to be respected in football, it doesn't depend on which country you come from, but on your football skills!"

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