The strongest blade in football

Chapter 40

Wang Nuo got his wish and fell asleep, but he didn't have a good rest all night.

He kept dreaming, he dreamed of rolling tires with the first team on the training ground, rolling all night.

This kind of situation can only appear in the night after the game. I was too tired from the game yesterday.

Fortunately, his recovery ability has always been different from ordinary people, and he didn't feel much discomfort after getting up in the morning.

He got up half an hour earlier than usual.

The first-team base is far away from home, and he had to cycle or run back and forth every day during the summer off-season, and he didn't think there was anything wrong at that time.

But it is different now, the winter in Belgium is too cold.

The temperature around zero and the pervasive damp and cold air make people not want to move.

Wang Nuo didn't want to be late for training on the first day. He rode a bicycle and pedaled in the cold wind for nearly an hour before arriving at the training ground.

Unfortunately, he was turned away.

The security guard guarding the training ground used to be a short, thin, middle-aged man who knew Wang Nuo very well in the summer, but Wang Nuo came to find out that he had been replaced today.

Security changed to a fat guy who looked like an immigrant from North Africa or something with a bad attitude.

He didn't know Wang Nuo and refused to let Wang Nuo enter the training ground.

"I haven't met you at all, Asian boy, I don't care where you are from, a shitty reporter, a fan or something, in short, get out of here, don't even try to get involved!"

Wang Nuo was blocked outside and was very angry at first. He wanted to call Boloni directly and ask this person to apologize to him.

It's a pity he doesn't have Boloni's phone number.

The situation was bad, he had nothing to prove that he was a new player joining the first team, just when Wang Nuo was at a loss and was about to call Del Rio, things turned around.

A car came behind Wang Nuo. It was a cool-looking three-door white mini.

The car honked its horn, and the security guard, who was still arrogant just now, immediately showed a smile. He opened the gate with a remote control, and waved to the car eagerly, with an extremely friendly attitude.

The car window was down, and a thin-haired head poked out from the driver's seat. He first greeted the security personnel, and then turned his head to see Wang Nuo standing beside him.

"Are you a fan? I seem to have seen you somewhere." He asked.

Wang Nuo recognized who was in the car at a glance, no wonder the fat man showed that appearance.

In the driver's seat is Serbian international Milan Jovanovic, a true star in Liege!

After transferring from the Russian Super League in 06, he can score double-digit goals every season.

He can play multiple positions in the frontcourt and has been elected as the best player in the league.

Recently, he has been in a hot state, and it is rumored that many wealthy families have ideas for him.

Wang Nuo didn't expect to meet here by chance, he thought he came early enough.

"My name is Wang Nuo. I have just been promoted from U19 to the first team. I just signed the contract yesterday." Wang Nuo answered truthfully.

"What are you doing standing here?"

"He won't let me in." Wang Nuo pointed to the fat man's security guard.

"Come on, I'll give you a ride, hand over the bicycle to Juan, and he will keep it for you."

Wang Nuo did not expect that Yovanovitch would say such a thing. He did not refuse Yovanovitch's kindness, and this invitation effectively resolved his embarrassment.

He looked at the fat man named Juan, who silently pushed Wang Nuo's bicycle away.

Don't even dare to fart.

Wang Nuo felt so good that he even yelled at him when he closed the car door: "Please help me take care of it, it's best to wipe the car body with a towel, thank you."

The car sped away, heading towards the innermost parking lot of the base.

It was the first time for Wang Nuo to sit in this kind of three-door car, and the space inside was larger than he imagined, and his 1.8-meter-five stature did not feel crowded in the passenger seat.

"Thank you, otherwise I wouldn't know how to get in, this car is really nice." Wang Nuo expressed his thanks.

Jovanovic looks like an outgoing and cheerful person. His hairstyle is very unique. From the side, it looks like mountains and basins. The problem of baldness must accompany him all the time.

"You are the first to praise it, don't be fooled by its appearance, it is actually a little beast."

Wang Nuo didn't know how to answer, the compliment just now was just polite, he didn't even have a driver's license, and he knew nothing about cars.

Fortunately, Yovanovitch quickly changed the subject, "I remembered, I heard the old drunkard talk about you, you are a Chinese, right? How old are you? 17 years old? 18 years old?"

The old alcoholic in Yovanovic's mouth is naturally Del Rio.

Wang Nuo thinks that Del Rio is another person he deserves to be grateful for. Without him, he might still be in the U19 echelon, and he is complacent about how many people he has knocked down.

The two had a brief chat in the car, and Wang Nuoneng felt that Jovanovic was not in a good mood, probably because the team lost an away game against Arsenal three days ago.

With the defeat in the fifth round of the group stage, Standard Liege was forced to the edge of the cliff in the Champions League, and the hope of qualifying was slim, which was frustrating.

The training base of the first team is not big, and it will arrive at the parking lot in 2 minutes.

Yovanovitch threw the car on the parking space indiscriminately, and the doors were not locked after the engine was turned off.

Wang Nuo followed behind him, trying to say some pleasant words along the way, such as——

"I've watched you play many games, you played really well", "Do you come so early every day, it's amazing", and so on.

Wang Nuo is not good at making friends, he is not a follower.

But he has to do this. He has no relatives in the first team. If he wraps himself up and doesn't take the initiative to contact his teammates, life will definitely be difficult.

Unexpectedly, Yovanovic didn't take this approach, the two of them walked for a while, and he stopped.

He turned around and faced Wang Nuo.

"Hey, don't act like a fan or a tabloid reporter."

He seemed to be able to read Wang Nuo's mind, and continued, "There are no bullies in the standard Liege locker room, nor will they bully newcomers. Everyone only rejects the incompetent."

"I don't know what Boloni likes about you. The team has a bad record recently. I hope you didn't come to make trouble."

After Yovanovitch finished speaking, he turned his head and continued walking.

Wang Nuo didn't talk back or defend himself. He understood the other party's meaning. It was obvious that he would only be recognized if he showed some decent performance in the future.

Wang Nuo believes that he will do well.

The two continued to walk forward. The weather was gloomy, and there was a faint white mist floating in the empty training base. They passed through an empty stadium and met someone on the road.

A man in tracksuit is lugging two large bags of soccer balls.

Wang Nuo recognized the man as Boloni's right-hand man, assistant coach Preto.

He has come to the U19 echelon more times than Boloni, and almost all the youth players have spoken to him.

He also saw Wang Nuo at the same time.

Wang Nuo walked over quickly and helped him share a bag of footballs.

"Ha, Boloni asked me to find you today. I didn't expect you to arrive so early."

Preto patted Wang Nuo on the back and pointed towards the goal, "Just put it over there for me, it will be used in training."

Yovanovic next to him had no intention of helping at all. He put his hands in his pockets, gave Preto a blank look, and said, "I have to find something to eat."

He didn't wait for Wang Nuo either, he turned and left unceremoniously.

Preto curled his lips, but did not speak, until Yovanovitch walked a little farther, before asking, "Why are you with him?"

"He gave me a ride."

"What?" Preto showed a surprised expression.

Wang Nuo briefly talked about what happened just now.

"It's really rare, he is a selfish ghost, you will know later." Prieto took the football bag from Wang Nuo and put it next to the goal post.

Wang Nuo could see that there seemed to be conflicts between the two of them, and he chose to keep his mouth shut about things he didn't understand.

"Okay, let's not talk about him, let me take you to the locker room."

Preto rubbed the palms of his hands, and while leading the way, told Wang Nuo some precautions.

"Standard Liege has some rules, you have to know."

"First of all, except for the locker room, it is not allowed to take out the mobile phone in other places, whether it is the stadium, massage room, activity room, restaurant."

"Usually, you must be on time for training. Get here on time at 9 o'clock every morning. Although you will not be severely punished for being late, it will affect Boloni's evaluation of you."

"Keep it tidy, the dressing room at the training ground is cleaned by the players themselves."

"The team does not allow cliques, any small groups are not allowed."

"After training, everyone must eat together, and what we eat must be strictly managed."

"Okay, that's about it. Whether you like these rules or not, you must abide by them."

"I will tell you in time if I think of something later, come in, and show you around first."

Preto pushed open the door of the locker room and walked in with Wang Nuo.

(End of this chapter)