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Volume 1 1994-Start Chapter 4 Lonely people are shameful

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    I went to bed after reading Serie A yesterday, so the promised chapter in the evening could not be released. This chapter is to make up for yesterday. In addition to this chapter, there are two chapters released today, which will be at 5 pm and 11 pm.  Around 0:00, there will be two chapters every day from now on, at noon and afternoon. I hope everyone can enjoy reading it.

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    "Lin Zi, if you really want to pick someone from us, how many of us have hope that you can pick someone? Of course you are, do you have any hope for the others?" During another break, Zhu Guosheng still sat down on Ai  Lin's side, it seems that they have a good relationship.

    "I don't think so, right?" Aylin smiled slightly: "I don't know what criteria our new boss uses to select people."

    "What does the boss know?" Zhu Guosheng was a little dismissive: "The boss must only be responsible for paying. Football is not something that can be led by just an outsider. It is not the coach who selects people. I heard that Mr. Hua is the team leader."  As for the coach, he will definitely pick us.§

    "Mr. Hua is the coach? That's really possible." Aylin touched his chin: "He is very familiar with us. He brought many of us here. Let me think about it"

    Ai Lin clasped his fingers: "One for me, one for you, maybe Wujiang, and Li Chaojin, Li Zhenggang, Meng Xiaojun, Wu Xiaofeng These are the absolute main players, and they should be able to pickthe people I want to pick.  There won＊t be too many. After all, the second-tier team still needs to be retained. If there are too many people, there will be no one left in the second-tier team.§

    Zhu Guosheng listened to Aylin counting heads, nodded, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Anyone can be picked, but that guy can't be picked. Who wants him to always talk back to the coach?"  After speaking, he raised his finger.

    He was referring to a very special person among the players present. The other players were sitting on the sidelines in twos and threes drinking water. He was the only one sitting alone on the sidelines, holding an enamel jar and sipping water in small sips.  .

    Aylin took one look and sighed: "Don't underestimate him. When it comes to skills, he is probably the best in our team! If not forthe coach wouldn't always put him on the bench."

    "No way, boss, no matter how skilled Nie Fei is, can he be as good as you?" Zhu Guosheng looked in disbelief.

    "I told you not to underestimate him!" Aylin said seriously: "After all, he also came back from Brazil, and you don't know how good his dribbling skills are! At that time, weren't all the best defenders in your three teams flanking him?  Didn＊t you break the ball? I can＊t do that.§

    "So what?" Zhu Guosheng said with a playful smile: "Didn't his team lose miserably in the later competition? No matter how good the technology is, what's the use? If you don't cooperate with one person, you can get through the whole game? Do you really think he is Mara?  Dona."

    "Can't you say that?" Ai Lin looked at Zhu Guosheng and smiled slightly: "Nie Fei and you didn't cooperate at all in that game, how could we win? And didn't you guys deliberately kill him to show off his arrogance?  Rarely cooperate with him? He still scored a goal based on his personal ability. To be honest, once he trains with us for a while, he will definitely become our main force! What a pity, this kid is so arrogant.  Everyone on the team was against him, forget it, and then he actually complained to the coach that his training was wrong! Isn＊t this looking for death?§

    "I thought it would be okay to drink a few bottles of foreign ink, no!" Zhu Guosheng looked at Nie Fei in the distance and said in a weird voice.

    Nie Fei didn't seem to hear what others were talking about. He drank the water in the cup one gulp after another, and then put the cup back to its original place. This time he took a longer rest, and everyone else was chatting. Nie Fei was bored.  Fei stood up and picked up a ball that had fallen on the sidelines with his left foot.

    Before the ball hit the ground, Nie Fei took turns placing his feet under the ball. The ball kept beating on his feet like an obedient elf. Occasionally, Nie Fei also played a trick and quickly recovered the foot that fell under the ball.  He made a circle around the ball and then continued to pad the ball.

    If Pei Wei were present, he would definitely be amazed. It's not because of Nie Fei's ball control skills. Most professional players can do such actions, but Nie Fei's series of actions seemed very easy and comfortable.  The ball is like an obedient elf at his feet. This kind of ball feel is probably better than that of most Chinese players, not to mention that he is only 17 years old!

    Gradually, other people＊s eyes were attracted, but there was not much surprise in their eyes. They seemed to be very familiar with this scene.

    "This kid knows how to show off his stinky skills!" Zhu Guosheng sighed: "It's amazing to have stayed in Brazil for a few years. If Brazilian football is so good, how come it has been around for 70 years?"Haven＊t won a world championship since?  "

    Zhu Guosheng's words make sense. After Brazil won its third World Cup title in 1970 and permanently preserved the Jules Rimit Cup, the next two decades were dominated by West Germany, Argentina and Italy, of which West Germany won two.  two sessions in Argentina and one session in Italy.

    But what Zhu Guosheng didn't know was that just after Brazil won its fourth World Cup championship in the 1994 World Cup, Brazilian football ushered in a golden era. It reached the finals of three consecutive World Cups and won two of them - of course.  He is not Pei Wei and will not know about future generations.

    At this moment, Nie Fei might have gotten excited and did a few extremely fancy street football moves. He first raised the ball up, then moved it to his thigh and bumped it several times in a row, and then jerked it upwards.  With one pick, he hit the ball with his forehead a few times. As soon as he lowered his head, the ball rolled down his back. When it landed near Nie Fei's calf behind him, Nie Fei seemed to have eyes on the back of his head.  Nie Fei lightly tapped his heel upwards, and the ball flew upwards again. Nie Fei hit the ball with his head a few more times, then let the ball fall and continued to play. Several people around him stared at him.

    "Nie Fei!"

    There was a sudden loud shout, and Nie Fei seemed startled. He stretched out his hand to grab the padded ball, and then turned his head helplessly.

    Then he saw coach Xia Liquan walking over angrily: "What are you doing? What are you showing off? Are you showing off your skills? How many times have I told you that football is a team sport, no matter how good a person's skills are  , can he use one person to fight against eleven people? Yes, your skills are good, and you are from Brazil after all, but if you lead a team to fight against Aylin and his main team, can you win?  "

    Nie Fei tilted his head slightly to one side. He seemed to have listened, but he seemed not to have listened. It seemed that he had not been reprimanded once or twice.

    Xia Liquan finished losing his temper, turned around and yelled at the other team members: "It's time to rest, continue training!"

    The others immediately started to take action, but Nie Fei was still standing there, his thin figure looking so lonely.
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