Yi Zhe seems to have grasped a new proposition, which is also a completely new field for him.
Having received professional football training since childhood, he certainly knows that true professional football is not only a concept relative to amateur football, but also includes the difference between the adult first team and the youth echelon, and the two are even as far apart as heaven and earth.
But is professional football so cruel?
Yi Zhe definitely doesn't want to become some talented player who shines brilliantly in the youth team but disappears when he reaches the adult team.
So in the second half, he hardly watched the game on the field. Coach Heijing's words hit him like a heavy hammer. Even if there were waves of curses coming from around him from time to time, he remained indifferent - of course it was because of the field.
Heijin insisted not to let the main players play, and Yi Zhe was replaced again. The Wolfsburg players on the court instantly lost their backbone and seemed a little shaky in the face of their opponents who had become completely serious. The score was once turned into 2:3. Wolfsburg
They were almost reversed with a two-goal lead, but fortunately, Honte saved the team with a direct free kick at the last moment.
With one goal and one assist, Yi Zhe's performance was absolutely outstanding, and he was even surrounded by fans after the game.
"Man, you did a great job!"
"Sign your name, you won't regret coming to Wolfsburg!"
"Look here, man, please introduce yourself!"
Yi Zhe forced a smile. If he had nothing to worry about, he would definitely satisfy everyone's requests generously, but now he simply replied: "We will meet again in the future."
After saying that, he quickly squeezed out of the crowd. He needed to be quiet and think about how he should evolve. This seemed to be a very advanced question, and it was unclear whether the system would work or not.
"Hey, Yi, you are so popular, but you have to learn to get along with the fans!"
Perisic came over at this time and patted Yi Zhe on the shoulder in a great mood. However, the timing was wrong, and he was destined to have a warm face and a cold butt. Yi Zhe just responded casually: "It's just a warm-up match."
Perisic obviously felt that Yi Zhe was a little depressed, and asked: "What happened? Yi, it's your first time to play, one goal and one assist. Are you still not satisfied?"
Yi Zhe hesitated for a moment, then said: "Ivan, the old man thinks I don't understand professional football... What exactly is professional football?"
He thought he could get the answer from Perisic, but Perisic just grinned and tugged on his shoulder: "Yi, you think too much. The old man just likes to make things mysterious and prove that he seems to understand football very well."
Yi Zhe blinked: "Ivan, you seem to be dissatisfied with the old man."
"Isn't it? How does he compare with Jose Mourinho?" Perisic grinned and shrugged his shoulders and smiled happily: "Okay, Yi, since you won the ball, you have to learn to enjoy the victory. Part 1
car!"
Yi Zhe was dragged away in pure confusion: "Where are you going?"
"Haha! You helped me defeat these idiots today. I will take you to enjoy it!"
Yi Zhe listened to him happily talking about his bet and smacked his lips repeatedly. These people are really little wolves, they are not afraid of big troubles!
And before the two left, they encountered Schürrle, Dost and Nardo blocking the road aggressively. The meaning was very simple: the winner is treated to a treat, and the group is happy!
So a group of five people drove out of the training base and arrived at the entrance of a bar in the city center.
The city of Wolfsburg is not big, and it is not as prosperous as Berlin and Munich in Germany, but because it is the famous Volkswagen City, it is not bad either.
For professional players, to have a sense of belonging to the team, they must understand a city, but Yi Zhe never thought that he would come to know this kind of place. He saw a car parked outside a large bar in the commercial street in the city center.
Next, he hesitated: "Ivan, we are professional players, are you sure this kind of place is suitable for us?"
As soon as he said these words, his teammates looked half-smiling, and Perisic even grinned and yelled: "Haha! Yi, you are such a good boy! I have this concept for many years. I know.
Manchester United's Wayne Rooney? The famous nightclub prince, has it affected his performance in the club and national team? Not to mention Cristiano Ronaldo's practice of frequently changing girlfriends and playing with women."
"That's right, Yi, come on, don't have any ideas! Since you are already a member of Wolfsburg, you have to learn how to play!"
"Football is just work, we are free, easy."
Yi Zhe was surprised to hear Schürrle, a German international, say this. Aren't Germans the most rigorous and disciplined people? Could it be that all he had heard of before were Germans?
But he soon discovered that his outlook on life was about to be overturned.
Stepping into the door of this house with the English word "King" engraved on it, the nearly deafening sound of crazy music hit his face. Yi Zhe frowned and subconsciously covered his ears. Since he started playing football, he has almost never stepped into such a sensual place.
.So...the gap between me and those around me is huge.
A few people were singing along to the music, and began to make all kinds of weird noises without restraint, passing in front of a group of scantily clad men and women with almost bare buttocks. He even saw Dost, who looked like an iron tower, blowing frivolously.
Whistle.
"Beauties, I'm here again!"
Well……
Yi Zhe felt that his three views were about to be subverted. Is this what professional players should do?
But several people had a great time, and everyone had a beautiful woman put the wine glass to her mouth and drank it. Even Xuerle, who usually seemed quite disciplined, had an obviously malicious laugh around him.
"wipe!"
Yi Zhe said that his eyes were poisoned and he couldn't enjoy the madness, so he simply stood up and left.
But it didn't matter that he stood up, everyone's eyes were on him.
"Hey hey hey, Yi! You're not allowed to leave. Where are you going?" Xuerle, who was enjoying the beauty feeding him wine, quickly said to the girl next to him: "This is the real genius of our Wolfsburg. He's new here. Please arrange it."
Let him have fun."
Hearing this, Yi Zhe screamed, and sure enough, two beauties immediately ran over to him and raised their fingers at him: "You are a handsome Asian guy, have a good time tonight!"
Yi Zhe felt that the beauty was exhaling like blue, and seemed to be trying to force her away. He quickly raised his hands and shouted: "I won't... won't... don't look for me! Don't look for me!"
As he said that, he ran directly past the area where there were a few people and ran directly towards the bar. This look naturally became a joke for him in front of these old birds.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Hey, Yi, you're really bad!"
"I guess Yi has never eaten meat, hahahaha!"
"Boy, you have to learn to be crazy here so that you can let yourself go on the court!"
"Come on, let me teach you how to be crazy!"
"Ivan...I'll get rid of you first!"
Yi Zhe was so angry that he cursed out his hometown dialect, "We are serious people, can I run away?"
