Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

Ye Chen was very happy that Green could come to Milan.

He finally reunited with his mentor!

From now on on the training ground, you will see him every now and then. Thinking of this, Ye Chen feels warm in his heart.

When I was down and down before, it was Green who pushed me and recommended him to Inter Milan.

Now that he has become famous, he has a certain status in the club, and his words have weight. He is no longer the dumb and soft-spoken guy before.

At this time, Ye Chen can feed back and help his mentor!

Zhientubao, probably also means this.

Green drove the Fiat and drove Ye Chen to Ye Chen's apartment in the San Siro area.

Winter break has begun.

The team is on vacation for more than half a month.

On the one hand, it is to give players a holiday, and on the other hand, the team management also uses this opportunity to evaluate players and operate transfers.

Ye Chen has a lot of time to accompany his mentor.

"Mr. Green, you live in my apartment first. When Inter Milan settles your job, you are not in a hurry to go elsewhere."

Ye Chen took out the induction cooker and pot from the kitchen cabinet, and added water to boil.

Then I dug out the authentic Sichuan-flavored hot pot base from the refrigerator and poured it into the pot.

After a while, a spicy and delicious hot pot smell filled the room.

Green smelled the fragrance and was amazed.

"It smells so good, I'm hungry when I smell it!"

"Don't worry, the food hasn't been served yet!"

Ye Chen took meatballs, beef rolls, mutton rolls, shrimp slips, hairy tripe, luncheon meat and other food from the refrigerator.

These are the commonly used shabu-shabu delicacies in the Chinese diet.

A series of seasonings such as oyster sauce, sesame oil, light soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, vinegar, chives, garlic, fermented bean curd, sesame paste, chive sauce, and millet pepper were also taken out.

The spacious and clean marble dining table was instantly covered with large and small dishes.

Green looked at the colorful and colorful ingredients and seasonings on the table, and swallowed a mouthful of water.

"Ye Chen, you made all these things yourself?"

Ye Chen waved his hand, "Where do I know how to make them? I bought them at the Chinese supermarket in Milan. I knew you were coming. I went to the supermarket last night to buy them and put them in the refrigerator."

Ye Chen looked at the clock on the wall, it was already 6:20 in the afternoon.

He called Barrera:

"Hey, have you bought the coriander that I wanted you to buy? It's past six o'clock, and I'll wait for you to come back for dinner!"

When Ye Chen was busy cooking at home, he found that the coriander was missing.

There is no need to put some crushed coriander leaves in this seasoning, which seems to be a bit meaningless.

It happened that Barrera, who lived upstairs, went out to buy wine, so he asked him to go to the Chinese supermarket to bring back coriander.

It's just that it's been almost an hour, and Barrera is still missing.

"Here it is, it's downstairs, open the door for me quickly!"

Ye Chen hung up the phone and opened the door, the elevator door opened, and Barrera came out.

He held a large barrel of German stout in his left arm, and a large bag of green leafy vegetables in his right hand.

It was snowing heavily outside, and Barrera's head was covered with white snowflakes.

"Damn it, I'm freezing to death, I went to three Chinese supermarkets in order to buy your damn parsley, and according to the picture you posted, I took a handful of the ones that looked alike, and I couldn't go wrong! "

Barrera put the vegetables and beer on the ground, untied his scarf, and the snowflakes fell on the ground.

"You are Coach Green? Hello, I am Ye Chen's teammate Barrera, and I often hear Ye Chen mentioning you!"

The outgoing and cheerful Barrera greeted him with a smile and reached out to Green.

Green held Barrera's hand, "I know you, young man. The female anchor of Sky Sports often said in the news that you are the star of hope for Italy and the core midfielder of the future national team. I saw you today, and you are indeed a spiritual man." lad!"

"Hahahahaha," Varela felt elated, it turned out that my name had already spread to the UK, "You are also very good, Ye Chen told me that you are the best youth training coach in the world, Inter Milan can If you are a young member of the youth training team, you will definitely be able to produce some big stars!"

Barrera and Green exchanged business bragging and friendly sycophants in the restaurant.

Ye Chen looked at the two of them with a smile.

Green will come to Inter Milan to work in the future. As the leader of the U17, there is no harm in getting to know the main players of the first team in advance.

But the next second, Ye Chen frowned.

He looked at the bag Barrera put on the ground, these green leafy vegetables bought from a Chinese supermarket.

There are spinach, water spinach, celery, leeks, and even chrysanthemum leaves.

But Ye Chen checked it over and over again, but there was no parsley.

"Barrera, where is the parsley I want you to buy?" Ye Chen asked him.

Barrera came over, scratched his head, took out his phone, and opened the coriander picture that Ye Chen sent him.

"No? I looked at the picture and bought all the vegetables that looked like them. Did I buy the wrong one?"

After learning that he didn't buy the right big bag of vegetables, Varela scratched his head in embarrassment, and showed his classic habit of spreading his hands on the court again:

"Hey, then I can't help it!"

"We Italians only eat lettuce and cabbage. You Chinese supermarkets have too many varieties. I think the green things all look the same. I can't tell them apart!"

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Outside the window, the snow is falling even more.

The heavy snow in Milan this year came very early.

Before Christmas, huge snowflakes are falling down.

It was white outside, and there was a cold rusty smell in the air.

Green parked the Fiat downstairs in the apartment building, and the glass windows were all piled up with fresh snow, which looked like a small snowball.

The sky has darkened, and the Meazza Stadium in the distance has disappeared into the snowy night.

But in Ye Chen's apartment, the lights are warm and bright.

That proves the verse:

Green Ant New Distillery, red clay small stove.

Can you drink a cup of snow when you come here late?

Ye Chen, Green, and Barrera sat around a hot pot, eating hot-boiled mutton.

The hot steam rising from the hot pot, accompanied by the sound of gurgling, warmed the whole room.

"Exciting, delicious!"

Green put a lot of millet pepper in the oil dish seasoning, and now he was sweating from the heat.

He took off his glasses to wipe his sweat, and took off his sweater, only wearing a single shirt with long sleeves.

Varela wore a pair of Inter Milan's short-sleeved training, and kept raising his arms to wipe the sweat.

"It's so spicy to me. The more you eat, the more spicy you want to eat. Ye Chen, do you think I'm masochistic?" Barrera sucked in the cold air hissingly, and then downed a big gulp of cold beer.

Ye Chen put the belly into the pot, and at the same time slipped the boiled beef and shrimp, scooped them up with a colander, and put them into the plates of Green and Barrera.

"Come on, the three of us have a drink. I haven't had a drink for a long time. Today, Mr. Green came to Milan, so I will make an exception! We will all be colleagues in the future, let's have a drink together!" Ye Chen suggested.

"Okay, toast!"

“Come on, come on, fill up the glasses!”

The rich and viscous German dark beer flows out from the faucet valve of the 6L iron barrel.

A refreshing wheat scent hits.

The three filled the glass, and the white beer foam overflowing from the mouth of the glass slowly slid down the outer edge of the glass.

Varela was the most active, holding his cup high, his face full of happiness.

Green, however, lowered the cup and said to the two:

"Shouldn't we say a few words before cheers?"

"I'm the oldest, I'll say it first."

Ye Chen and Barrera put the cups down and stared at Green.

"I am 45 years old this year, half of my life has passed, unlike you, my youth has just begun."

"I came to Inter Milan this time. As the youth training coach of U17, my dream is to lead the Inter Milan youth team to win the Youth Champions League next year!"

Barrera went on to say: "I have been an Inter Milan fan since I was 8 years old. As a loyal Nerazzurri, my dream is to help Inter Milan win the Serie A championship this season. It has been 9 years since we won the championship last time." , the fans have waited too long!"

"Also," Varela paused, "Next year is 2020, and the European Cup is about to start. We, Italy, must win the championship! We didn't qualify for the 2018 World Cup. It's a painful memory... Next year, we will Use this champion to avenge your shame!"

Green, who was a little high, stood up, grinning and stretched his hand across the table to hold down Barrera's glass.

"That can't be done, boy, next year's European Cup, the champion will be our England, you Italy have no chance!"

"Hahahaha, Mr. Green, let's compare and see whether you are stronger in England or us in Italy!

The two looked at Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, what is your dream, it's up to you to tell."

Ye Chen looked at the shrimp dumplings and fish balls in the hot pot that rose and fell with the boiling soup, as if they were boats agitating at the head of the tide in the great river waves.

His heart was surging, and his hands on the table clenched into fists.

"I have too many dreams. Lead Inter Milan to win the Serie A championship, the Champions League, the top scorer in Serie A, and the European Golden Boot. In the future... I want to win the Golden Globe and become the number one in the world. Same as Ciro!"

Green and Barrera looked at each other and smiled, and Green said: "Good boy, you are young, and you have a big tone! Yes, you have high ambitions and clear goals!"

Varela raised his glass again, "Then, let's toast to our respective dreams!"

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Bang!

Once, they had dreams, about football, about championships, about the passion of the whole world.

Now that the three of them are drinking on a snowy night, when the cups meet, it is the sound of dreams bursting out!