Shenfeng Wuying

Chapter 42 Helpless living together

In recent days, in the team's locker room, He Xu's treatment has been significantly improved, and even captain Stekelenburg's attitude towards him has more appreciation than the previous care.

He Xu understands that this change is not only because of his status as a temporary worker transferred from the reserve team to a professional player with a stable contract, but also because he has saved the team with key goals in four consecutive games. In fact, the most important reason should be that he got a beautiful girl. In the eyes of all his teammates, only the last one can be regarded as a real feat.

Of course, only he knows the good or bad of many things. For Zhang Yao, who is not a sweet but absolute burden, what He Xu has in his heart is that he has no idea at all.

Although I like beautiful girls very much, most people are afraid that they are extremely dependent on girls who seem to be a little schizophrenic.I don't know if this girl has a tendency to be abused or what, anyway, the more indifferent I am to her, the more pleasure she seems to have.

After hard training every day, He Xu had to go home to face Zhang Yao, but Zhang Yao's performance made He Xu slightly surprised, neither noisy nor arrogant, and he didn't know that this young lady was here What exactly is it.Does she feel good just looking at me?That's easy to say!I'll give you a few photos, why don't you take a look at them when you go home?

It is worth mentioning that He Xu's extra training has changed from the first one hour to two hours. Now he usually does not go back until the sun is setting and the sky is getting dark. It's not just because he doesn't want to face Zhang Yao, but also A more important reason is the joining of Martins Jones and the recovery of Suarez.

He Xu wiped off his sweat, "Garrincha, pass the ball faster!"

Garrincha had already collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, and had no strength to speak, "He Xu, rest! I really can't do it..."

Massimo Charlie?This dude was dead earlier than the skinny-looking Garrincha!It caused He Xu to sneer at him for a while, he was really a silver pewter.

But Massimo Charlie regained the disadvantage with one sentence, "Who can compare to you! There is a super beautiful woman living in the house, and then you can play football and practice every day. I don't know where your physical strength comes from? "

For Zhang Yao, He Xu always chooses to remain silent. As long as she is mentioned, whether it is a coach or a teammate, He Xu will remain silent.

It's a pity that this does not prevent his teammates from gossiping about him. Keeping silent will be considered to be enjoying this feeling from the bottom of his heart, which is a kind of dark expression.As for arguing with reason, that is completely a classic interpretation of trying to cover up.

He Xu saw that his two partners were already limp on the ground, so he had no choice but to end today's extra training, and kicked the ball hard, hitting the crossbar.He Xu walked towards the two of them and sat on the ground with them.

The ball bounced towards the entrance of the training ground, and He Xu's foot strength was evident.Just as the three of them were recovering their strength, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the door. He stepped on the football with his feet, raised his head, and looked down at the three people sitting there.

His eyes were not friendly, showing arrogance and contempt.

"Garrincha, Massimo, are you so familiar with this Chinese? You are so self-satisfied! Aren't you afraid of being infected by him and becoming football idiots?"

He Xu smiled, "Coach Martins, your leg is healed? You're recovering so fast!"

In a previous conversation, He Xu satirized Martins as if he was the head coach of the team, so He Xu has continued this name.At the same time, he was still thinking: If idiots are really contagious, I am afraid that the intelligence level of the places you go will drop by at least one level...

Martins gave him a blank look, "He Xu! If it weren't for my injury, you would have been so lucky to be drawn into the first team and score seven goals in four consecutive games?"

He Xu shrugged his shoulders, turned his head to look at Massimo Charlie, "Okay! I suggest you to make an announcement and explain who scored that goal! To avoid some shameless people, oh, no, It should be the ignorance that reduces the number of goals I don't have much."

Massimo Charlie glared at him, "Well, that...Martins, I think it is necessary to explain that in the game against Dortmund, the free kick I scored was because He Xu changed his foot. The way the ball goes, that ends up being the goal. That's his goal, so he actually scored eight goals in four games."

Martins rolled his eyes, "It doesn't matter if it's eight or seven, in short, boy, your magic is coming to an end! No matter how lucky you are, now that my powerful faction is back, you... just prepare to be like Ahmed will be a substitute like that!"

He Xu completely ignored his nonsense, because he knew that if everything this kid said came true, then he should be watching from the sidelines at home and on the bench.Instead of attacking the city for Ajax on the field.

After Martins finished speaking, he looked at He Xu who was unresponsive, wondering if he should continue talking.The reason why He Xu annoyed him was because he couldn't deal with him.Every time he faced him, even if he wanted to hit him hard or stimulate him in some way, He Xu always gave himself an uncomfortable feeling of hitting the cotton with a hard punch.

Seeing that he stopped talking, He Xu snickered in his heart, stood up to get his things, and said to the two partners beside him, "Why are you still here after training? Let's go!"

The three of them packed up their things and left Martins Jones here alone. The young man always had the idea of ​​ganging up.Especially these real young people...

After He Xu returned to his residence, he was about to open the door when he received a call from his father He Fengjie.

On the other side of the phone, after a few pleasantries, He Fengjie asked excitedly: "Son, is it you who scored seven goals in four games in the Netherlands?"

He Xu had really explained enough of the fact that he actually scored eight goals, so he simply acquiesced to what his new father said.

"Let me just say it! My son will definitely be successful, let those teams that rejected you regret it. I told my workers that you play in Europe and that you are the Chinese star that was recently rumored. They still don't believe it! When you become famous, see if you don't shock these people's jaws to the ground."

In fact, the executives of many teams have already regretted it, such as Fiorentina, which has always been in great demand for excellent centers, such as PSV, which has already suffered from He Xu, and Feyenoord, which pays great attention to market operations.

If He Xu was signed at the beginning, together with Chen Bo, who has already proven himself, with these two people, it is just right to create a "Chinese Twin Stars" gimmick, and drive the Chinese football market with a lot of people and money.It is a pity that the stubbornness of the athletic director made Feyenoord miss this opportunity in vain.

What He Xu doesn't know yet is that because of his sudden astonishment, several teams' sports directors and youth training directors have been scolded by the team's chairman.

But these are not what He Xu needs to consider now. As soon as he entered the house, he smelled a burning smell. He walked quickly into the kitchen and saw Zhang Yao's pretty face was covered with smoke. There was oily smoke, and there were obvious burns on the white and tender hands.

He Xu took a look, and although he knew what she was doing, he still asked uncontrollably, "What are you doing?!"

"Cooking! I'll prepare dinner for you. I read in the book that if you want to control a man's heart, you must first control his stomach, so I want to try." Zhang Yao rubbed her hands shyly while talking. Rubbing his clothes.

He Xu stretched out his head to look at the scorched pot and the unidentified dish that was also scorched in the pot, and after a long silence, he suddenly said, "Aren't you trying to control my stomach? You want to control my stomach clean! Are you sure that I won't be in the hospital after eating this thing you made?"

Zhang Yao shook her head very seriously, "Probably not! I think, because I watched this dish to school on TV, so many viewers didn't go to the hospital after trying it on the spot!"

He Xu was completely defeated. He lowered his head and said dumbfoundedly: "Okay! It's their fate that they didn't meet you! My eldest lady, you'd better go back and rest! I'd better leave this trivial matter to you. Let me do it for you! Just enjoy your life with peace of mind!"

After speaking, He Xu pushed her out of the kitchen.Then He Xu spent half an hour cleaning up the kitchen, and after that, it took only 10 minutes to prepare three dishes.

He Xu wanted to look up to the sky and sigh, what a fucking cohabitation life! ! !

After all, one more person and one more mouth can't really abuse others. Even He Xu is not sure if she really likes being abused.

Looking at Zhang Yao who ate more than himself, He Xu never imagined that even when this girl was in China, she ate as much as cat food when faced with different delicacies from mountains and seas every day.

Early the next morning, when He Xu arrived at the training ground half an hour earlier to start training, he suddenly saw the head coach of the reserve team, Liang Yuan, who had been known as "China's No. [-] Avant-Garde" The old guy smiled at He Xu, showing his teeth that had been eroded by tobacco for a long time but had not turned yellow.

"Training so early?"

He Xu responded with a smile. Facing the second Chinese he met in this world, He Xu still had a good impression of Liang Yuan who had given him a chance.

"The early bird catches the worm. This sentence is really true! But this time, who is the bird and who is the worm?" Liang Yuan said to himself.

Then, he turned his head and shouted, "Marco! Come out! Wait for me to invite you?"

As the voice fell, a tall man walked out of the corner alley, elegant and modest, tall and slender but not thin.He Xu was stunned for a moment, and said in a whisper, "Marco van Basten?"

He Xu was able to recognize him not because he was so famous, but because this guy's face had hardly aged.As a veteran pseudo-football fan, He Xu had watched Van Basten's wonderful shooting highlights countless times in his previous life, so he was deeply impressed by this striker nicknamed "White Swan". I know you all the way.

(End of this chapter)