On the morning of the day when Gao Zheng left, Director Zhao came to the training class to see him off. Gao Zheng could no longer see any signs of drinking too much that night on Lao Zhao's face. He was curious whether Lao Zhao still remembered the words he said that he drank too much that day.

"Brother Zheng, I'll be cheering up when I'm going there. I'm waiting to see your news on TV!"

"Okay, I won't come back if I can't do it well!" Gao Zheng put on a stance. "I can only live on the streets of Italy and make a living by performing arts!"

"Go and go!" Yang Wenlong waved his hand beside him, "What are you saying!"

Then he turned his head and said to the middle-aged man who was slightly fat, "Old Guo, did you see it? This kid has such virtue. When he went to Italy, you were suffering. If there was anything wrong, you should take it more and take it."

The middle-aged man Guo Wei smiled and waved his hand: "Where are you, you are too polite, Lao Yang."

Then he looked carefully at Gao Zheng who was talking to his friend. This was the first time he had seen this legendary genius player. To be honest, it was different from what he imagined.

In his imagination, as a genius, first of all, his personality must be different from ordinary people, and he should be more arrogant and not easy to get along with. Secondly, after experiencing those setbacks and blows, he may be more pessimistic and dull. In short, he should have a "no stranger to approach" aura.

But what appeared in front of him now was a big boy who was chatting and laughing with his friends and was not in good shape.

"Old Yang, you are a proud disciple, really not ordinary."

Yang Wenlong smiled and said that Gao Zheng will always be someone worthy of his pride.

Seeing that Gao Zheng had almost had a chat with Director Zhao, he hugged his hand and signaled Gao Zheng to come over, and he had something to say alone.

"Your left foot is fine during this period of training, right?" he asked.

Gao Zheng shook his head: "If you don't say it, I'll almost forget that I've been injured."

"Well. But no matter what, your left foot has hidden dangers, so when you go to Italy this time, you must learn to be smarter, hide if you can, and don't be a desperate mahogany. You must learn to play football with your head." Yang Wenlong pointed at Gao Zheng's head. "You are the striker, and your task is not to fight with your opponent, as long as you can send the football into the goal."

Gao Zheng nodded. He knew that the old man was giving him the last advice. He listened very seriously, and his face lost the previous inappropriate expression.

"Also, if you sign a contract, do more basic training to improve your physical fitness and strength. After all, you are missing a year of classes. Professional competitions are completely different from the same game you play every week."

"I know, don't worry, old man."

Yang Wenlong seemed to want to say something, but what he should have said seemed to have finished speaking, so he opened his mouth and only sighed in the end.

Gao Zheng was surprised to see the old man like this, and said in surprise: "Old man, aren't you? I'm just going to Italy for a trial training, not to be a suicide squad. Don't make the atmosphere as if it were a separation from life and death... Don't worry, even if I can't make it, I will never be a performer in Italy. I will come back to find you and work for you. This time I want you to pay me a salary, ha!"

Yang Longwen was angry when he heard this and kicked Gao Zheng: "Gonggong! Who cares about you coming back?"

Gao Zheng could actually avoid it, but he deliberately slowed down a little and was kicked hard by the old man: "Oh, old man, you really kicked it!"

"When did you beat you up, did you see me pretend?" Yang Wenlong rolled up his sleeves.

Gao Zheng ran away agilely this time, and he hid behind Guo Wei, using Director Yang's friend as a shield, which scared Guo Wei.

But his move was really good. Yang Wenlong didn't dare to come up at the sight of it. He just pointed at him and scolded: "Come out, what does it look like in front of others!"

"You think I'm stupid, old man? You're beaten up when you come out?" Gao Zheng hid behind Guo Wei and tried hard to shrink his body so that he could not look much taller than Guo Wei. This is really funny...

"Hey...this..." Guo Wei was not very adapted to the master-apprentice relationship between Gao Zheng and Yang Wenlong, and he didn't know what to say.

Gao Zheng hid behind him and said to him: "Uncle Guo, let's go, we'll be unable to catch up with the plane later..."

Guo Wei really didn't expect the master and apprentice to part. He was still asking: "Just... just leave like this?"

Yang Wenlong waved his hand angrily: "Let's go, hurry up! It's annoying to see you more boy!"

"You see, Uncle Guo? Let's go quickly!" After saying that, Gao Zheng pulled Guo Wei out. "Or the old man would be angry and would not be able to eat lunch!

Guo Wei couldn't resist Gao Zheng, so he had to follow him. He waved to Yang Wenlong: "Goodbye, Lao Yang. Don't worry, I will..."

"Okay, let's go!"

Before he could finish his words, Director Yang turned around and walked into the office, closing the door hard.

Gao Zheng didn't seem to care at all, and waved his hand to say goodbye to Director Zhao who was standing on the side: "Goodbye, Lao Zhao. I'll come to see you when I'm developed, and I'll take you flying then!"

"Goodbye Brother Zheng, don't worry!" Director Zhao replied with a stupid sentence to Guo Wei.

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Sitting in the car, Guo Wei asked the driver to start the car, but he turned to Gao Zheng in the back row and said, "What's wrong with you and Lao Yang? Say goodbye and make a fuss like this..."

Gao Zheng smiled and did not answer him.

Seeing this, Guo Wei hesitated for a moment, and said, "You, Director Yang, really cares about you. In fact, there is something that Lao Yang has never asked me to tell you... He paid for the travel and accommodation fees for your trial training in Sassuolo this time. He used his own money..."

"Is it my own private money?" Gao Zheng suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Guo Wei didn't react.

Gao Zheng continued: "I know Aunt Wang is very strict with the old man. It will definitely not be easy for him to save some private money. This old man..."

Speaking of this, Gao Zheng paused and said to Guo Wei: "This old man brought a lot of people out, but he can only open a training class without any business in this broken place. I asked the old man why he didn't go to a professional team to be a coach. It was much more comfortable and earned more than he did to run a training class here. Guess what he said, Uncle Guo?"

Guo Wei shook his head.

"He said he likes to deal with children. As a result, no one has heard of him yet. Who is unfamous coach willing to give him a child to teach... So Uncle Guo, I must succeed. By then, I will let the whole world know that the old man is my coach."

Guo Wei stared at Gao Zheng blankly, forgetting to twist his body back.

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Yang Wenlong sat alone in the office for a while before coming out. What surprised him was that as soon as he came out, he saw the boy from Director Zhao, and he stood outside the office.

"What are you doing? Are you punished to stand?" He glared at Director Zhao.

"Guide Yang, I'm leaving, I'll come to see you. If you have anything, call me and I will definitely come. Brother Zheng is not here, and I am still your apprentice. Although he is not as promising as Brother Zheng, as long as you call, I will definitely not refuse!" After Director Zhao finished speaking, he bowed to Director Yang at 90 degrees, then turned around and walked away simply.

Yang Wenlong reached out his hand and wanted to call him, but his mouth opened but still made no sound.

He just stood by the mottled court of trees and watched Director Zhao disappear outside the gate.
Chapter completed!