When Lin Sisi brought her younger brother to learn football again, she found that the tall and handsome figure was missing in the training class.

Just as she looked around, Director Yang's voice sounded behind her: "He's gone."

"Eh?" Lin Sisi looked at Director Yang unexpectedly. "Leave? Go home?"

"No, I'm going to play football."

Lin Sisi was stunned for a moment, as if she was wondering whether this was an amateur game that she usually played, or had a different meaning.

"He probably won't come back." Director Yang looked at the girl's infatuation and said again, then turned around and walked towards the football field, ignoring her anymore.

Lin Sisi stood alone, like a statue.

Lin Yuan glanced at his sister and saw her sitting on the sidelines, motionless. Although she was far away, Lin Yuan could see that her sister was in a daze.

This is the first time Lin Yuan has seen this a little lost sister.

"Lin Yuan! What kind of magic does training go? If you don't want to practice, go and rest!" Director Yang's scolding quickly pulled Lin Yuan's attention back.

After scolding Lin Yuan, Yang Wenlong also turned his gaze to the girl and shook his head gently.

That brat...

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After the training, Lin Yuan packed up his things and went home with his sister. On the way home, his sister didn't say a word, and he seemed to have lost his spirit.

Lin Yuan knew that this was because his sister had not met Coach Gao. In fact, during training, he heard from his teammates that Coach Gao was no longer here in the future. As for where Coach Gao went, he didn't know.

So my sister's appearance should have something to do with never seeing coach Gao again, but he is still very strange.

"Where is Coach Gao..." Lin Yuan pouted.

"What do children know?" Lin Sisi snorted.

"Why don't I understand? I know you like high coaches, right?"

Lin Sisi glanced at her younger brother, but didn't say anything.

"Why didn't I see what Coach Gao is good about? He is always careless... I heard that Coach Yang took him in, but he often made Coach Yang angry... What do you like like such a person?"

Lin Sisi looked at her younger brother's angry look and suddenly asked, "Do you think Coach Gao likes to laugh?"

Lin Yuan didn't expect his sister to ask this question suddenly. He thought about it very seriously and nodded: "Indeed, I always see him laughing, and I don't know how many happy things happen in a day..."

"Did you see that every time Coach Gao smiles, he feels a little depressed in his smile?"

Lin Yuan looked at his sister in amazement: "It's obvious that he is laughing, where does the melancholy come from?"

The sister knocked on the younger brother's head: "So what do children know?"

Lin Yuan held his head in his hands and protested: "Why don't I understand? Smiling means happiness. Are happiness and melancholy antonyms? I am in the fifth grade, I understand!"

Lin Sisi reached out to touch his head: "When you grow up, you will understand..."

Lin Yuan pouted, not convinced. He was already eleven years old and could understand many things. How old would he have to grow to understand?

But he could also see that his sister was not in a good mood today. He was afraid that he would be knocked on his head again, so he forced himself to keep it silent.

Lin Sisi suddenly stopped and looked back at the direction where the training class was located, which was the direction of sunset, the west.

Her eyes did not fall on the training class gate, but jumped directly over and looked farther away. In that place that was far away and she could not reach, was he working hard for his dream?

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Gao Zheng put on a pergola in his hand, and despite this, he still had to squint his eyes, otherwise the sunlight reflected on the court would still be dazzling enough.

On the winter morning in Italy, the sun was very strong, and the yellowish turf turned white.

He was a little dizzy, not sure if it was shining by the dazzling sunshine or because the jet lag had not arrived yet - he and Uncle Guo arrived in Milan yesterday afternoon, and then Uncle Guo rented a car and they drove straight to Modena. Because Sassuolo is a small town and there are not many hotels, they live in Modena, more than 20 kilometers away from Sassuolo.

It was already late at night when I finished my stay in the hotel.

He should have been sleeping, but because of the damn jet lag, Gao Zheng was not sleepy at all in bed and couldn't even sleep.

I tossed and turned and was in a daze until the morning. Because the first trial game was arranged in the morning, he and Uncle Guo got up very early, took a shower, had a simple breakfast, and drove to Sassuolo again.

After all this, he finally stood on the sod of Enzo Rich Stadium, the training ground in Sassuolo.

But his mental state and physical condition are really not good.

Who told me to wait for a visa for a long time and I would have no time left for myself to prepare?

Of course, he didn't have much money, so he had to be careful in budgeting. He could save more money by staying in a hotel for less than one day. He really had no conditions to come to Sassuolo to prepare for the battle a long time in advance.

Now this situation can only be caused by multiple factors.

Gao Zheng had no way to complain about all this. He told Sassuolo about his difficulties. Will the club agree to postpone his trial training for a few days?

Moreover, he was not the only one in this trial. Gao Zheng looked around and there were two other people in addition to him who also came to participate in this trial.

A tall and strong black man, and a short white man, plus him, a total of three people participated in this trial.

"Okay, boys. Let's play a game first and see how you perform." A coach-like person stood in front of them and said, "Of course, it doesn't matter if you perform well. This is just a simple test and will not determine your destiny based on the performance of this game. Next, you will have to follow the team for a week of trial training, and there will be one game in the end. All performances in the entire trial training process will determine whether you can stay here. Good luck."

After saying that, he left the court.

Gao Zheng looked at his teammates again, the two people who came to try out with him, one was the defender, standing in the back line, and the other was the winger, standing on the side. Of course, he was still the center, standing outside the center circle, waiting for the opponent's main reserve team to kick off.

Most of the reserve team are players of the same age as Gao Zheng. The one he came to try out was this team, not the first team of Sassuolo. Even if he could sign with the team through the trial, he had to go to the reserve team to train and play before he could enter the first team.

With a whistle, the game began.

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Although this is not a game that determines fate, the people participating in the trial work hard. After all, if they perform well, they can leave a good impression on the coach who observes on the sidelines, and the first impression is very important.

Gao Zheng's performance at the beginning was not good, it was obvious that his body was not in his best condition.

The first time he got the ball, he lost possession under the interference of the opponent. When the opponent hit him hard, it would be difficult for him to continue to control the football. In amateur games, he had also faced various physical contacts, but none of them could compare with today.

This is a world that is completely different from the kind of amateur competitions he played in China. The intensity of the confrontation and the speed of the competition are far higher than that of the domestic ones. Compared with that, domestic amateur competitions are like children playing house.

Gao Zheng hasn't experienced this feeling for a long time...
Chapter completed!