green shooter

Chapter 54
Leaving the stadium and taking the team bus back to the hotel where the Turin team stayed in Milan, the teammates naturally would not miss this good opportunity, and hurried out to be happy.

This is the most prosperous city in Italy, the political and economic center of the north, and the capital of fashion and art—Milan. It’s a rare time to go out and enjoy the nightlife, let alone celebrate if you won the game. So the players of the Turin team each found their own good friends to have fun together.

Then again, it's rare to say that it's not rare. In Serie A, there are two games in the league alone in Milan every season. If Milan's team is drawn in the Coppa Italia, there will be more teams.

And in fact, Turin is very close to Milan. If you go to Milan from Turin during the holidays, you can drive back and forth on the same day.

Staying alone in the room, Zhu Hantao was the only underage in the team, but his teammates didn't think about bringing him down, but Zhu Hantao had his own principles and refused their invitation, and even in the future, Zhu Hantao would definitely be self-disciplined enough not to go out to fool around at night, it should be... right.

After taking a comfortable bath in the bathtub to relieve his fatigue, Zhu Hantao turned on the system.

After completing the side mission [Sparkling San Siro], the host will be on the San Siro stage for the first time, score a goal at the San Siro Stadium and win the game.

Get bonus 20 points and 1 advanced attribute point.

Oh yes, this task is completed, okay, how to use this advanced attribute point, the shooting and explosive power have increased to 16, and the speed is now 15 points, which one should be added to?
Zhu Hantao, who always added a little bit to see his mood, didn't think too much, and added it to the speed casually. Don't ask, it's just as comfortable to watch as two speeds.

Score a goal against Milan, get a normal attribute point, uh... the header is only 12 points, add a little, that's it.

When I called home, my mother answered the phone, "Hi, Mom! Is the store closed?"

"Damn, you won the game today. There are a few tables of Turin fans who came to the store to eat. They are drinking happily. It may take a while. By the way, the goal was beautiful, awesome!"

"Hey, mom, let me tell you something. Tomorrow night, I'll call my teammates to our restaurant for a dinner. You and my dad can make some preparations."

"Oh? Okay, don't worry, your dad and I will take care of it for you and let them have a good time. How many people are there?"

"Should...all of them can come. I also asked them to bring their families. Some of them already have three children. If they all come..."

"Okay, okay, I see, it should be about the same to prepare food for 100 people."

Zhu Hantao on the other end of the phone had black hair, "Mom, that's too exaggerated, there won't be so many people, and children won't be able to eat much."

"That's fine, we can prepare some extra food that children like to eat, that's fine, that's fine, you should go to bed early."

"Then I'll hang up, see you tomorrow, mom."

After hanging up the phone and putting the phone beside the bed, I looked at the time and said, "Go to bed, go to bed early and wake up early to be healthy, and I still have to grow my body, so I must get enough sleep." The teammates in the same room were still wandering outside, and Zhu Hantao had already fallen asleep.

……

After a good night's sleep, after breakfast at the hotel the next morning, the entire Turin team assembled and returned to Turin by the club's bus.

After arriving, Zhu Hantao was just about to go home, when someone from the club came to find Zhu Hantao, this time it was not the tool guy before, but an aunt named Monica whom he had never seen before.

Monica explained her purpose of coming to find Zhu Hantao.

"You mean you want me to go to the club's official flagship store to sign and sell jerseys?" Zhu Hantao looked confused.

"Yes, since you played in the first team, your excellent performance has won the love of many fans, especially after you scored the Juventus goal, your jersey was once sold out."

"Oh?"

"Then the club has always wanted to find an opportunity for you to hold a signing to give back to the fans, and to sign autographs for fans who like you and support you. Just today we learned that coach Novellino gave you a vacation, so that it will not affect normal training."

"Oh... okay, I understand, it's a good thing, let's go then?"

"Get in the car."

When I arrived at the official store of the Turin club, there were already many fans who had received the news in advance waiting there and lined up.

Everyone held Zhu Hantao's No. 99 jersey in their hands, "Oh my god, there are so many people, if I knew it, I would have practiced signing it."

"Zhu, I can't believe my eyes, you are right in front of me! Ah! I saw Zhu alive."

Zhu Hantao smiled embarrassingly, or have you seen the dead one, "Hello, where are you signing?"

"Oh, I want to give it to my son as a birthday present, can I wish him a happy birthday?"

"Of course, what's his name?" Zhu Hantao showed a business smile.

"His name is Milico, and he is six years old."

"Okay, happy birthday to Milico, Zhu." Zhu Hantao signed his name on the side of the club handed over by the middle-aged man.

The next one was a middle-aged aunt, holding a Zhu Hantao jersey, looking at Zhu Hantao expectantly.

"Hi, Zhu, my son likes you so much, he regards you as an idol now, and he told me repeatedly before going to school that he must get your autograph."

"Thank you for your support. May I ask what your son's name is?" I looked up at the bucket-shaped aunt in front of me, and sure enough my mother didn't lie to me.

"Oh, his name is Ricardo."

"Then I will write, I wish Ricardo success in his studies and good health, and thank you for your support."

"Thank you so much, Zhu, you are a good person, not only you play well, but you are also such a good person."

What else could Zhu Hantao say, he just smiled and took the good person card and signed it for her.

The next one is a white Italian girl with a good figure, who has already put Zhu Hantao's jersey on her body, "Zhu, can I sign here?" The girl pointed to the position on her chest.

Zhu Hantao:? ? ?
You want to seduce a minor?Zhu Hantao didn't say much, but signed his name on her chest without blushing, and the angry girl chopped her feet twice before leaving.

Cut, it's like signing a football, or something.

My hands were sore after signing in, and I finally signed the last person in front of me, "Huh—" Zhu Hantao let out a long breath, it's over now.

I saw several staff members of the specialty store bring in a pile of new jerseys and pile them on the table in front of Zhu Hantao.

"I would also like to trouble you to sign all these, and we will sell them in the store."

Zhu Hantao:? ? ?
It seems that there will be such a thing. Zhu Hantao remembers that he traveled to Italy in his previous life and saw some signed football jerseys in the Inter Milan store east of Milan Cathedral.

The price is clearly marked, and the jerseys signed in advance are more expensive than ordinary jerseys. It is a good choice for fans who have no chance to get in touch with players and want to get their signatures.

What to do, continue to sign, can you still run?There is no way, migrant workers, their souls, and migrant workers are all superiors. In order to let the boss buy better sports cars and live in better villas, Zhu Hantao wrote a lot. Alas, I don’t want to sign my jersey anymore. It’s too bad. It’s not easy to sign at all.

Oh my god, Zhu Hantao, who has finally signed everything, feels that his hand is no longer his own.

After working for a long time, Zhu Hantao can be said to have back pain, leg cramps, and his face is stiff from smiling, but don't be paralyzed. Zhu Hantao thinks this is more tiring than playing a professional game or a day of physical training.

It was already afternoon when Zhu Hantao, who was exhausted, returned to Zhu's restaurant. Seeing his parents busy preparing for the evening dinner, Zhu Hantao stopped unconsciously, and happened to hear their conversation, "You have to do better tonight, don't let your son embarrass himself in front of his teammates."

"Look at what you said, don't you know your husband and my cooking skills? I can satisfy both Chinese and Italian tastes, so don't worry."

Zhu Hantao controlled his expression and showed a smiling face, "Mom and Dad, I'm back, let me help too."

"Your son is back, you are done with your work over there, you have worked so hard, just leave it to us here."

"That's right, don't make any trouble, just rest by the side."

The time soon came to 06:30 in the evening. Bodone, Mota and Rosina and their group came first. They were relatively young and had a relatively close relationship with Zhu Hantao in the team. "You guys are here, come in quickly."

Each of them brought their own girlfriends, and the girls got together to chat about cosmetics, bags, and fashion, and Zhu Hantao also chatted with his teammates.

"Zhu, you are still single. Would you like me to ask my girlfriend to introduce you to one? I heard that many of her sisters are interested in you. Hehe, you understand."

"Um, no need, no need," Zhu Hantao repeatedly refused, "I'm still a kid, I just want to play football well."

"Hahahaha!"

One after another, all the people who promised to come to the dinner party today came. It was rare for so many cars to come in front of Zhu's restaurant at once. Seeing which Ferrari was driving, Zhu Hantao thought, I will buy a sports car and drive it when I get my driver's license.

There were less than 30 first-team players and substitutes. Even the Japanese general Zhu Hantao was invited, but he shirked that he couldn't come because he had something to do, and Zhu Hantao didn't force it. It's his freedom not to participate.

Most of the players of the Turin team have already married, and they came here with their wives and children. The lobby of Zhu's Restaurant was full of people.

"Come here, it's getting late, everyone is hungry, hahahaha, then I don't want to talk nonsense, thank you all for giving me face, I came to my family's restaurant to have a meal, the place is simple and the hospitality is not good, I hope everyone will forgive me, according to the customs of our country, we all raise our glasses together to celebrate this moment of reunion, and then eat and drink whatever you want, everyone is happy."

"Hey~ We want to thank Zhu for your invitation, we are all very happy."

"Yes, in the future, if you have anything to do, you can report my name. It will still work in Turin."

"Hahahaha what if I meet Juventini?"

"That's Zhu's bad luck."

"Hahahaha!"

The dinner party was very successful, and Lao Zhu did his best. He wanted to try Chinese dishes such as fried noodles, fried rice, fried noodles, roast duck, spring rolls, fried meat, kung pao chicken and other Chinese dishes that Italians prefer.

For those who are not used to Chinese food, he also prepared lasagne, steak, Italian-style sausage, grilled chicken, Italian vegetable salad, pasta with bolognese sauce, pasta with mushroom cream, macaroni, and butterfly noodles.

In addition, the French fries and fried chicken prepared for the children who came with their parents received unanimous praise for their unique Chinese flavor, and they were eaten clean.

Time passed quickly while eating and chatting, and it was not until eleven o'clock at night that everyone reluctantly left and went home, "Thank you, Zhu, I am very happy tonight."

"Be careful on the way back."

After seeing off the last one, Zhu Hantao went back to the store to help A Fang and Xiao Qiang clean up.

"You guys worked hard today too." Because of his own affairs, his parents and Xiaoqiang have been busy all day, and they have no income, Zhu Hantao feels a little bit sorry.

"Oh, it's a part-time job, isn't that the way it is. Are you tired? It's right to be tired. Comfort is reserved for the rich. Come on, work as a worker!"

　If it is written in advance, there will be this kind of problem. By the time it is sent out, the meme of beating a worker is already out of breath... It hurts, please continue to ask for recommendations and collections

　　


(End of this chapter)