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Chapter 119 The Boss
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Long Bisheng has been promoted to the U-17 echelon for more than a month. For the players in this echelon, they are actually equivalent to semi-professional players, and the treatment is also much better-they start to have a dormitory for two people, and have a serious contract with the club, which means that their identities have begun to become professional.

Long Bisheng lived in the same dormitory with Li Jie. The relationship between the two of them became very good due to frequent physical confrontation. Li Jie seemed rough but was considerate. Long Bisheng and him have always gotten along very happily.

A few days ago, Long Bisheng received his salary for the first time. Since there was no competition this month, all he received was an apprentice’s salary—1000 or 200 yuan. Long Bisheng only kept 1000 yuan for pocket money, and the other 1000 yuan was sent home. After he put the [-] yuan in the bank into a passbook account that he got from his father during the Spring Festival, he felt the first month’s wages earned by Sun Shaoping from the coal mine in "Ordinary World". The feeling of being sent home.

When Sun Shaoping wrote down his father's name stroke by stroke on the remittance slip, tears immediately filled his eyes. Long Bisheng was not so sentimental, after all, he did not fully experience the suffering of life like Sun Shaoping—but when he walked out of the bank gate, his heart was full of pride—I am an adult now!You can use the money you earn to supplement your family!
This pride lasted until ten o'clock that night - and then he fell asleep, his daily sleep situation was also as accurate as a clock, going to bed before ten o'clock, and waking up naturally at six o'clock in the morning without an alarm clock - this was due to the military life he had been accustomed to since he was a child.

One day in March, at six o'clock in the morning, Long Bisheng got up lightly, folded his bedding quickly, dressed after washing, opened the door gently, walked out gently, and then closed the door gently.

Li Jie turned over on the bed, said something indistinctly, and fell back into a deep sleep.

The air in Yunjia in March is very good. Yunjia, located in the beautiful land in the south of the Yangtze River, has beautiful mountains and clear water. There was a spring rain two days ago, which made the air extremely fresh.

Long Bisheng took a deep breath, let the fresh air circulate in his lungs, did a few chest expansion exercises comfortably, and then walked towards the training ground.

The club was quiet and there was no one there. It was impossible for the stars of the first team to come so early. They had already passed the age of hard training, and all they had to do was to maintain their form at ordinary times. Excessive practice was not a good thing for them, because it would cause them to be in poor condition due to lack of physical fitness in official games.

Players in other echelons did not get up so early. The prescribed training time was eight o'clock in the morning, but now it is only a little past six o'clock. The training of Yunjiatianyu echelon is also very hard. No one will waste their precious rest time, except perhaps Long Bisheng, a superhuman physical monster.

Long Bisheng walked briskly on the boulevard. The dormitory he lived in was quite a distance away from the training ground. Yunjia Tianyu Club also occupied a large area, perhaps because Yunjia was only a medium-sized city. If it was in a big city, no matter how rich the club was, it would be impossible for the club to occupy such a large piece of land.It's just that this distance is nothing to Long Bisheng. The hard training has brought him a strong body, and it doesn't matter if the road is far away, just treat it as a warm-up.

When he came to the training ground of the reserve team, Long Bisheng's pace suddenly slowed down. He saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the barbed wire around the training ground of the reserve team, looking up at the training ground in a daze.

It looked like this man was not a thief, and a thief would not dress neatly like him—although Long Bisheng couldn’t tell whether the clothes were good or bad—besides, even if he wanted to steal something, he would have to go to the office building. I had never heard that a thief would be interested in the lawns of the training ground, although these lawns are also expensive.

"Maybe it's a fan? Sneaked in to find an autograph for your favorite star?" Long Bisheng had heard of such a thing. Although Yunjia Tianyu's first team training was open to the public, the number of autographs for each player was also limited. Some fans from other places could not get autographs of their favorite stars in a short period of time, so they deliberately adopted this method, and generally speaking, they would get what they wanted.

"Hehe, make fun of Uncle Ribeiro tomorrow. Two days ago he boasted that he would never let any idlers enter the club." Long Bisheng smiled in his heart. Ribeiro is the gatekeeper of Yunjiatianyu Club, and is also the father of the star Adriano who once played for Yunjiatianyu. Although his son is now a big star, in order to thank Pei Wei, the owner of Yunjiatianyu Club, for bringing his family out of the Brazilian slums, he insisted on continuing to serve Yunjiatianyu. Guarding the gate, instead of going to enjoy the blessings with his son in England - Ribeiro is a kind uncle, he has no airs of a star father at all, and he is also very concerned about these children in the Yunjiatianyu echelon - after all, his son also came from the Yunjiatianyu echelon. Although Long Bisheng has not been here for a long time, he has become a little familiar with Ribeiro.

Thinking like this, Long Bisheng walked forward quickly, and politely said to the middle-aged man: "Sir... this is the training ground, not players can't come in."

The middle-aged man seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then turned his head slowly. Long Bisheng could see his face clearly. It was a very ordinary face. It was not handsome at all, but the gentle smile on his mouth made people feel good at the first sight.

The middle-aged man seemed to be taken aback by Long Bisheng when he turned around, but it was no wonder, now that the sun had just come out, the middle-aged man was backlit when he turned around, and the shadow brought by Long Bisheng's body enveloped him completely—the middle-aged man was not tall, about 1.7 meters, about the same height as Ding Yu.

Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't answer, but was only looking at himself, Long Bisheng became a little uneasy, as if he was the one who sneaked into the club-although the middle-aged man in front of him looked amiable, but he possessed the majesty unique to someone who has been in a position for a long time.

So Long Bisheng repeated: "Sir...you can't just come in here, it's only open to fans in the afternoon."

The middle-aged man smiled gently: "I'm not a football fan... who are you, are you the security guard here?"

Long Bisheng proudly puffed up his chest: "I... I am a player of Yunjiatianyu's U-17 echelon team. I just graduated from Yunjiatianyu Football Academy this year!" He is really proud of his identity. No matter which football player he is, he is proud of being able to do this. Long Bisheng's achievement is hard-won. If he hadn't worked so hard, he might have been on the elimination list of Yunjiatianyu Football Academy.

At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he compared his head with his hand: "You are only 17 years old? My God, how tall are you?"

Long Bisheng was a little embarrassed, he knew that his height was a bit outrageous: "I'm only 15 years old, and I'm [-] meters tall, sir."

After hearing this sentence, the well-dressed middle-aged man stretched out his hand enviously and squeezed Long Bisheng's arm: "Wow, what did you eat to grow up...15 years old and [-] meters...Why don't you play basketball? Yao Ming is probably only this tall at your age."

The friendly attitude of the middle-aged man made Long Bisheng feel good about him. The "like a spring breeze" written in the book probably reflects this feeling, right?Long Bisheng forgot that he was going to persuade this stranger to leave the club, but unknowingly chatted with him.

This is the first person who is much older than him to chat with him in a completely equal tone, just like chatting with an old friend. The middle-aged man doesn't talk much, but every word seems to go to Long Bisheng's heart.Under the guidance of the other party's excellent eloquence, Long Bisheng talked a lot, about his family, about his experience of coming to Yunjia, and about his troubles...

The middle-aged people also seem to be very interested in Long Bisheng. When Long Bisheng said that compared with other teammates, he has nothing but height and hard work, he even gave an example, saying that there is a center forward who has nothing but height. No, height is your most precious wealth!"

Every word of these words hit Long Bisheng's heart heavily, making him tremble with excitement—although he later realized that these words were spoken by Lingnan's coach to basketball center Yuzhu after he had read the cartoon "Slam Dunk", but he was still grateful for this person's encouragement to him.

He chatted with this middle-aged man for a long time, and he didn't know the identity of this middle-aged man from Xia Liquan, the head coach of the U-17 echelon, until he started training.

"Boss! It's you!" Long Bisheng's eyes widened when Xia Liquan shouted in surprise.

No, isn't our boss Li Qiang?Why did Coach Xia call this middle-aged man the boss?
(End of this chapter)