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On the morning of Gao Zheng's departure, Director Zhao came to the training class to see him off. Gao Zheng couldn't see any signs of drinking too much that night on Old Zhao's face. He wondered if Old Zhao still remembered what he said when he drank too much that night.

"Brother Zheng, go over there and work hard, I'm waiting to see your news on TV!"

"Okay, I won't come back if I don't get along well!" Gao Zheng put on a bully pose. "I can only live on the streets of Italy and make a living by performing arts!"

"Go, go!" Yang Wenlong waved beside him, "What are you talking about!"

Then he turned his head and said to the slightly fat middle-aged man standing next to him: "Old Guo, have you seen it? This kid has such virtues. You have been tired after going to Italy. If there is anything wrong, you can bear it be magnanimous."

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

Then he carefully looked at Gao Zheng who was saying goodbye to his friend. This was the first time he had seen this legendary talented player. To be honest, it was not the same as he imagined.

In his imagination, as a genius, first of all, his personality must be different from ordinary people. He should be more arrogant and not easy to get along with. Secondly, after experiencing those setbacks and blows, you may be more pessimistic and dull. In short, there should be an aura of "don't get close to strangers" all over your body.

But what appeared in front of him now was a big boy who was chatting and laughing happily with his friends, without any formality.

"Old Yang, you proud disciple, you really are extraordinary."

Yang Wenlong chuckled, Gao Zheng will always be someone worthy of his pride.

Seeing that Gao Zheng and Zhao Ju were almost done chatting, he hooked his hand to signal Gao Zheng to come over. He had something to say alone.

"I've been training a lot during this time, is your left foot okay?" he asked.

Gao Zheng shook his head: "If you don't tell me, I almost forget that I was injured there."

"Well. But anyway, your left foot is a hidden danger, so this time you go to Italy, you have to be smarter, hide as much as you can, don't be a desperate Saburo. Learn to kick the ball with your head." Yang Wenlong pointed at Gao Zheng's head. "You are a striker, your task is not to fight the opponent, as long as you can send the football to the goal."

Gao Zheng nodded. He knew that the old man was giving him his last advice, and he listened very seriously, without the unscrupulous look on his face before.

"Also, if you sign a contract, do more basic training to improve your physical fitness and strength. After all, you have missed a year of class. Professional games are completely different from the kind of games you play every week."

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

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

Seeing the old man like this, Gao Zheng was surprised and said, "Aren't you, old man? I'm just going to Italy for a trial training, not to be a death squad. Don't make the atmosphere as if it's parting from life and death, okay... Don't worry, Even if I can't get along, I will definitely not perform 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 got angry when he heard this, and kicked Gao Zheng: "Get out! Who cares about you coming back?"

Gao Zheng could actually dodge, but he deliberately slowed down, and was kicked firmly in the ass by the old man: "Oh, old man, you really kicked!"

"Which time did you see that I was a fake when I beat you up?" Yang Wenlong rolled up his sleeves.

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

But his move was so effective that Yang Wenlong didn't dare to come up when he saw it, he just pointed at him and scolded: "Come out, what do you look like in front of others!"

"You think I'm stupid, old man? You beat me when I came out?" Gao Zheng hid behind Guo Wei, trying to shrink his body,

In order to make myself look not much taller than Guo Wei, this is really a bit ridiculous...

"Hey... this..." Guo Wei was not used to the master-student 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 won't be able to catch the plane soon..."

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

Yang Wenlong waved his hands angrily: "Let's go, let's go! It's annoying to look at you too much!"

"Did you see, Uncle Guo? Let's go quickly!" Gao Zheng pulled Guo Wei out after speaking. "Otherwise, the old man wouldn't be able to eat lunch if he should be so angry!

Guo Wei couldn't resist Gao Zheng, so he could only follow. He even waved to Yang Wenlong: "Then goodbye, Lao Yang. Don't worry, I will..."

"Okay, let's go!"

Director Yang didn't wait for him to finish, turned around and walked into the office, closing the door forcefully.

Gao Zheng didn't seem to care at all, and waved his hand to bid farewell to Ju 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!"

"Goodbye, brother Zheng, don't worry!" Zhao Ju replied something that sounded nonsense to Guo Wei.

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Sitting in the car, Guo Wei asked the driver to start the car, while he turned around and said to Gao Zheng in the back row: "What's the matter with you and Lao Yang, after a good farewell, it's like this..."

Gao Zheng smiled, but 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 one thing that Lao Yang has never let me tell you... Your traveling expenses and food for the trial training at Sassuolo The lodging expenses are all paid out of his own pocket, and he used his own money..."

"Is it your own money?" Gao Zheng asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Guo Wei didn't respond.

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

Speaking of this, Gao Zheng paused for a moment, and then said to Guo Wei: "This old man has brought a lot of people out, but up to now he can only hold a training class with little business in this poor place. I asked the old man Why don't you become a coach of a professional team, it's much more comfortable and earn more than he holds a training class here, guess what he said, Uncle Guo?"

Guo Wei shook his head.

"He said that he just likes to deal with children. As a result, no one has heard of him until now. No famous coach is willing to send children to him to teach... So Uncle Guo, I must succeed. That's when I want the world to know that the old man is my coach."

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

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Yang Wenlong sat alone in the office for a while before he came out. To his surprise, he saw that boy from Director Zhao standing outside the office.

"Why, stand still?" He glared at Director Zhao.

"Guide Yang, I'm leaving, and I'll come to see you. If you need anything, just call me and I'll definitely come. Brother Zheng is not here anymore, and I'm still your apprentice, although I'm not as good as Brother Zheng." Promising, but as long as you call, I will definitely not refuse!" After Zhao Ju finished speaking, he bowed ninety degrees to Director Yang, then turned around and walked away very simply.

Yang Wenlong stretched out his hand, trying to stop him, but he opened his mouth, but still made no sound.

He just stood by the side of the court with mottled tree shadows, watching Ju Zhao's figure disappear outside the gate.

The wind blew past, moved the leaves, and also his white hair, and scattered his sighs in the wind.