Midfielder Ruler

At noon in Shanghai in July, the scorching sun hangs high, and the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees makes people feel a different kind of sauna.

Jiangwan Stadium

The Shanghai Football Team of the 12th National Games had just finished its second training session. The official members ran under the huge sunshade umbrella for the first time, wiping off sweat with a towel and pouring a functional drink into their mouths. Pour hard.

The more than a dozen young players under the age of 20 from the candidate team did not have this kind of treatment. They sat at the other end, sitting together in twos and threes, bragging, chatting, and drinking Wahaha mineral water.

One of the small groups of three focused on Tang Zheng who was doing stretching and relaxation exercises, thoughtfully.

After a while, the burly Fu Tiaoyi turned his head to Sun Ziming and said loudly deliberately: "Hey, Ziming, I heard that Tang Zheng's father knelt on the ground to plead with the principal a few days ago, I don't know if it is true or not. "

"Heh... I know this, it's absolutely true! I really don't understand that a stinky whore with no power and no power in the family dares to touch the girl Young Master Yang likes. He doesn't know how high and earthy he is! Stupid!" The crooked grandson Ming said with a smile on his face.

Xie Yu, who is very tall, made up the knife appropriately: "That's right, doesn't he know that some people can't afford to offend? I really admire this idiot!"

This small group usually doesn't see eye to eye with Tang Zheng, so whenever they have a chance, they will ridicule and ridicule them.

Immediately, the rest of the candidate team set their sights on Tang Zheng, because they knew that Tang Zheng's temper was not good.

If there are no accidents, there will be a good show later!

But the result made them a little disappointed, Tang Zheng seemed to have heard nothing, bent over and continued to do stretching exercises.

But in reality, Tang Zheng was enduring, desperately enduring.

Yuan Mou, the captain of the second team, turned his head and glanced at Tang Zheng, who was bowing his head and tying his shoelaces. He hesitated for a while, and then shouted at Sun Ziming: "Hey, hey, are you three finished? Take a break and rest, don't compare yourself to nothing, wait." Coach Xialin is back!"

The three of them directly ignored Yuan Mou, and still went their own way. Sun Ziming's voice was even louder, and he laughed at Tang Zheng unscrupulously: "I also heard about other inside stories... His father was like a dog..."

However, before the words were finished, a forty-four-size Umbro sneaker hit Sun Ziming's ugly face accurately, and at the same time, a sentence floated in the air: "You can say me, but you can't say my father!"

The real fight is finally officially staged!

Although Tang Zheng was fighting alone, he was not at a disadvantage in the slightest by virtue of his years of martial arts training and his advantages of being tall and long.

And beside them, is a group of teammates fighting.

At this moment, head coach Lin Haitao's unique loud voice rang out in the Hongkou Football Stadium: "What are you doing! Damn, stop me!!"

"Tell you to drag me with me! TNND!" Tang Zheng, who was so angry that he didn't seem to hear any other voices at all, just went up and kicked Sun Tzuming's face with his fist: "TM·D continue to give me a hand!" Pull! M·D!! If the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat?"

No one knew that Tang Zheng's actions caused his fate to develop in another unknown direction...

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Lin Haitao, the head coach of the National Games football team, was very optimistic about Tang Zheng. Although Tang Zheng is not yet eighteen years old, he has a good sense of playing football. He is the kind of young player who likes to use his brain to play football. He is very smart and worthy. cultivation.

But...everything that happened just now made him feel strongly dissatisfied with Tang Zheng.

Fighting in school is fine, but now he dares to beat his teammates during the critical period of preparing for the National Games!

This is totally disrespecting yourself!

No organization, no discipline, no education!

After the unanimous opinion of the senior management of the National Games representative team, the superior decided to punish Tang Zheng as follows:

1. Expel Tang Zheng from the National Games team.

2. Cancel his participation permit in various competitions of the Chinese Football Association.

That is to say, as long as it is a match organized by the Chinese Football Association, Tang Zheng is not eligible to participate.

Of course, Tang Zheng would not have been punished so severely if he had followed the normal rules and regulations.

At most, he would be expelled from the team and go home to reflect on himself. There would be no additional fines for canceling the competition certificate at all.

But Tang Zheng offended "Young Master Yang" in Shanghai, and even beat his dog's legs in public, so the problem rose to the level of personal face damage.

His family has a great influence in the Shanghai sports system, especially in the three-acre land of the Shanghai Football Association, and the right to speak is even more important!

Blessings never come together, and misfortunes never come singly.

The next day, Tang Zheng, who returned to Zhongbang to report, unexpectedly received a contract termination letter from the club.

The reason for the termination of the contract is very simple: the club does not need a player who is unorganized and undisciplined and beats his teammates during critical preparations. This behavior has seriously affected the club's reputation.

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After a few days of thinking, Tang Zheng, who had calmed down, chose to have a showdown with his father, and said, "Dad, I won't play football anymore."

Tang Tianhua lit a cigarette, and then changed the subject wisely: "I remember when you were 12 years old, you pointed to the eye-catching 0:4 on the TV screen and vowed that you would become a professional player and land in Europe. The league, leading the Chinese team to the world, don't you... have you forgotten? I remember that this was your first dream! It is also the only goal that has kept you fighting until today!"

Tang's mother sat aside, hesitating to speak, but she resolutely thought that it was her son's dream.

Listening to his father's narration, Tang Zheng fell into deep thought. Indeed, since then, he has been training hard every day, hoping that one day he can become a professional player, and then land in the five major European leagues, put on the national team jersey, lead the Chinese team to the World Cup, and complete the competition. dream.

But what happened a few days ago made his dream...unreachable.

Only then did he realize that he could not go far on the football road without money or power in the country.

"To be honest, there is no difference between forgetting and not forgetting!" Tang Zheng leaned against the wall, looked at the snow-white ceiling, and laughed at himself painfully: "Books...can't be read, and ball...can't play, it's better Go to work! These years...you and mom have really worked too hard for me. "

"Shanzi, don't talk about such useless things for me, I'll just ask you, do you still want to play football?" Tang Tianhua snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and said brokenly.

Tang Zheng's eyes lit up, then darkened again, and said with some resistance: "Dad, didn't I tell you? Even if I don't play football or read books in my life, I won't ask for those things that are arrogant!"

"You child, everyone has dignity, your father and I too! It was you, Sister Chen, who was bored a few days ago and sent the video highlights of the National High School Football League game you participated in to that South American Scouting League network. Now It has attracted the attention of Argentine giants Boca Juniors. Half an hour ago, my old comrade-in-arms, that is, your Uncle Chen, called me and told me about this matter. He suggested that I take you to Argentina as soon as possible to familiarize yourself with the environment. In October, participate in the unified trial training, now... I want to hear your opinion..."

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