Midfielder Ruler

The training time of the first team is half an hour later than the training time of the youth team, that is, it starts at nine o'clock.

But Tang Zheng came to the youth team training ground at eight o'clock according to the original work and rest habits. The training ground at this time period was the same as usual, and it was still empty.

But it was normal for Tang Zheng, because he was the first one to come to the training ground every day.

As time passed, the youth team members came to the training ground one after another, and Tang Zheng habitually greeted his teammates while bouncing the football.

Tang Zheng, who was concentrating on playing football, seemed to hear some teammates pointing at him and saying something.

Not long after, Matteo Musacchio came to the training ground, looked at Tang Zheng who was juggling the ball, was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Don! You killed me with laughter."

Tang Zheng lifted the ball up with the toe of his right foot, naturally stretched out his hands to hug the football, turned around and walked towards the laughing Mateo Musacchio, and threw the football in his hand. Theo Musazio's reaction was fast enough, he covered his chest with his arms, narrowly avoiding Tang Zheng's 'attack'.

"You guys are still so insidious!" Matteo Musacchio said dissatisfied.

"Excuse me, what is it worth laughing at?" Tang Zheng rolled his eyes and returned to the question just now.

Matteo Musacchio looked at every teammate present, including Honas who had just come out of the locker room, then pointed at Tang Zheng and said with a smile, "What do you say...why am I laughing?"

Immediately, there was a burst of laughter from the group.

Tang Zheng seemed to have transformed into Monk Zhang Er, a little confused.

Looking at Tang Zheng who was still in a daze, Matteo Musacchio glanced at his teammates present, stopped smiling, and said solemnly: "Tang, did you go to the wrong training ground?"

Then, there was another burst of good-natured laughter.

Uh……

Tang Zheng finally understood why his former teammates were pointing at him, it turned out that... he was a S·B!

Yesterday the head coach of the first team, Diego Simeone, was accompanied by the director of youth training, Nicolas, and the head coach of the youth team, Igabi Fabiani, called him by name. He should report to the first team today, but now he has to appear in the youth team Training Course……

Made a big oolong!

Tang Zheng didn't answer Matteo Musacchio, but raised his middle fingers high, pointing at each teammate, and said indignantly: "M·D, don't let me wait until I'm in the first team. I see you."

Speaking of this, Tang Zheng pointed his finger at Matteo Musazio's chest: "Especially you, you are dead!"

"The first team is about to start training." At this moment, someone said something.

After Tang Zheng heard this, he walked towards the locker room without looking back.

Another burst of laughter broke out.

Just halfway through the run, Tang Zheng suddenly realized that the voice did not sound like his teammates, so he stopped and looked towards the entrance of the training ground. Youth team head coach Igabi Fabiani and assistant coach Christian Pizzi looked at each other. Looking at himself with a smile.

Damn, I am disrespectful to the old!

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Everything about the first team is most familiar to Tang Zheng of the youth team, because it is the place they have longed for.

The first team is the goal of every youth team member.

There, Tang Zheng will have the opportunity to officially represent the team in games, that is to say, he will have the opportunity to express himself in front of tens of thousands of spectators, and then his career and love will become a matter of course.

It was exactly half past eight when Tang Zheng arrived at the locker room of the first team, half an hour before the training of the first team, but at this time there was already a strong figure, not very tall. A man with mid-length hair tied behind his head by a headband.

"Romedal Falcao!"

Tang Zheng recognized at a glance that the Colombian international footballer Falcao who had just walked out of the locker room had exploded this season!

"You are?" Falcao stopped walking,

Looking up at Tang Zheng who was half a head taller than him, it took him a long time to hold back two words.

"Hello, I'm Tang Zheng from the youth team." Tang Zheng stretched out his right hand with a smile on his face.

"Oh?" Falcao subconsciously greeted Tang Zheng's outstretched right hand with his right hand, and then patted his forehead vigorously with his left palm: "I see, you are the Tang who performed very well in the youth team that the coach told us yesterday .”

It's embarrassing to be praised in person, especially by the first-team top scorer Falcao.

So Tang Zheng smiled awkwardly.

At this moment, Captain Ariel Ortega, known as Xiao Maolu, came over, he greeted Falcao, and then looked at Tang Zheng.

Falcao patted Tang Zheng on the back and introduced to the captain: "This is Tang who reported to the first team today. The coach said it yesterday."

Ariel Ortega nodded and entered the locker room without looking back.

This……

Falcao laughed dryly and shrugged his shoulders to explain: "Don't worry too much, the captain has this personality, but the game has a different attitude, very serious and great."

Speaking of this, Falcao leaned his upper body forward to make sure that Ortega had completely entered the locker room, and then deliberately lowered his voice and said to Tang Zheng: "The captain was drunk last month, and he came home and beat him. Later, his wife Danesa called the police, and the court ruled at the beginning of this month that he could not enter the house for 30 days, let alone see the children, which also understands why the captain’s attitude is rather arrogant.”

Tang Zheng pinched his chin lightly. He had heard of Ortega's name in the youth team. He retired twice and came back twice, and he played at a very high level in both comebacks. He's a legend!

But legends have their own disasters, understandably.

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What Tang Zheng didn't expect was that Falcao, who had always admired him, would be so talkative, so he forgot the time for a moment.

When Captain Ortega, who had changed into his training clothes, saw Tang Zheng and Falcao who were still chatting, he said to Tang Zheng with a displeased face: "Hey, newcomer, start training on time at nine o'clock."

Tang Zheng glanced at his watch subconsciously, the time had already reached 8:50, that is to say, only ten minutes.

He greeted Falcao and rushed to the locker room.

Walking into the locker room, most of the first-team players inside had already changed their clothes. Tang Zheng waved his hand to greet everyone, and briefly introduced himself: "Hey, everyone, I'm Tang, who was promoted to the youth team just now. I hope everyone Take care."

For the players promoted from the youth team, several first-team players who were also promoted from the youth team expressed their welcome.

Among them, the extroverted team member stood up, the only characteristic was that he was not tall, less than 1.7 meters by visual inspection, he stretched out his right hand to Tang Zheng: "Hello, my name is Diego Bonanotte."

Immediately, he added with a smile: "I was also promoted from the youth team last season."

After all, they came from the same place, so there must be a sense of intimacy, unlike those who transferred from other teams.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, so the players promoted from the youth team often form their own faction.

"Tang, there is your wardrobe." After Tang Zheng finished introducing himself, the locker room manager pointed to an unused wardrobe.

Tang Zheng thanked him, then walked towards his own wardrobe.

On the closet, there was a brand new label: Tang Zheng.

Of course, it's in Spanish.

Compared to other first-team players' wardrobes, Tang Zheng's label lacked a number, but this is normal, the club will not sign up with the youth team members in the Football Association, naturally there is no exclusive number.

As a result, players promoted from the youth teams tend to wear large sizes.

In the closet, there is already a brand new set of first team training uniforms.

Thinking that when he came in just now, there was only ten minutes before training, and then he had to say hello to the big brothers of the first team and wasted some time, Tang Zheng hurriedly changed his clothes.

Fortunately, he didn't change his shoes when he came from the youth team, otherwise it would take more time.

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