Starting with Milan as a central defender

Chapter 58 Buffon: This kid is covered by me

"Need I introduce you?"

Palvin's tone was obviously a little cold.

"That's not necessary, the most beautiful girl is already here."

These words had already formed a formula, and Qin Yun said them subconsciously.

"Do you usually coax girls like this?"

Parvin immediately changed his face when he heard the words, and moved his position towards Qin Yun without leaving any trace.

"You're still the first."

Qin Yun picked out a cucumber from the fruit plate and started to eat it.

Regardless of whether the words are true or false, anyway, the girls love to hear it and it's over.

After drinking, Palvin is just a chatterbox, talking about ideals, work, and love.

Qin Yun also never refuses anyone who comes, he can pick up any content he wants, and he can also follow the trend to guide the next topic.

Perhaps this is the power of a commanding central defender
Palvin liked it more and more. How could someone be handsome and speak so nicely?

Qin Yun had a helpless expression on his face. The chick was getting closer and closer to him, almost sitting on him.

So he simply said, "It's almost time to end."

"I'm a little tired, let's find a place to rest for a while."

Parvin leaned on Qin Yun's shoulder and lightly bit his earlobe.

Well, it really is greedy for my body.

"Do you want to tell your friends, lest they can't find you and worry."

Qin Yun was very thoughtful, and this little alcohol didn't have much effect on him.

After paying the bill, he greeted his friends on both sides, and Qin Yun dragged Palvin out.

The Milan teammates looked confused, what are you two doing?

Can you do whatever you want when you look good?
unacceptable!

Take a taxi back to the hotel.

Qin Yun never imagined that he would play basketball one day as a football player.

After a full warm-up exercise, hold the ball with both hands, dribble under the crotch, handle the ball with your back, fake sidesteps, violent dunks, and precise three-pointers. ([-] words omitted here)

Palvin never expected that Qin Yun, as a central defender, is not only aggressive, but also has excellent breakthrough and confrontation ability with the ball. He can maintain pure offense for more than half an hour, and he will become more ferocious after each long timeout.

In desperation, he had no choice but to retreat in a row until the sky was a little bright
In the end, Palvin blew the whistle for the end of the game, but it was a little hoarse.

Qin Yun fell asleep drowsily after the clean-up and appeasement after the match.

After several consecutive high-intensity games, he couldn't hold it even if he was an iron man.

Eight o'clock the next morning.

Qin Yun picked up the cell phone next to the pillow and turned off the noisy alarm clock.

After being woken up, Palvin curled up in the arms of the person beside him like a kitten, and made some small movements with his hands subconsciously.

"Don't make trouble!"

The two exchanged their experience after the next game, and did not get up until the sun was three poles before leaving.

Qin Yun stood at the entrance of the hotel refreshed. He will then rush to Florence non-stop, where he will receive a seven-day intensive training, and then go to Germany to participate in a friendly match.

so busy!
Corvisiano training base.

The setting sun was about to set, and Qin Yun had just arrived.

When I walked into the gate, I saw a few people on the training ground scrambling for laps. If you look carefully, why are they all acquaintances?

Abate, Montolivo, Polly, these people secretly came to the national team to open the book?
It seems that the national team is not as easy to mix as I imagined.

Buffon just came out of the locker room after changing his equipment, and immediately waved his hand to greet him, "Hey, boy, hurry up and change clothes, there is a night training today."

Qin Yun's face turned bitter instantly, what is the night training?
"Don't worry, the intensity is not high, it's just recovery training."

Walking into the locker room, Qin Yun found that Chiellini happened to be there, so he took the initiative to say hello, "Gio, good evening."

"Hello, you have performed very well in the recent games. I hope you can maintain your fiery state in the national team."

Chiellini showed a simple and honest smile. In the national team, he was very friendly to everyone except Balotelli.

The two exchanged pleasantries again. Qin Yun opened his exclusive cabinet. His equipment size and other clubs had been submitted to the national team's logistics department. In order to keep the number consistent, Qin Yun still chose No. 13.

After changing the equipment and returning to the training ground, Prandelli arrived belatedly. He put the tactical board under his arm and said, "This is Qin Yun. Perhaps many of you have already fought against him, so I don't need to introduce too much, do you?"

"No, no, they are all acquaintances."

Buffon came over and hugged Qin Yun's shoulder, the meaning was obvious.

This kid is covered by me, don't make trouble for nothing.

However, this kind of thing in the Italian national team has basically been cut off. Since those old guys left, the original three-legged situation of Milan, Inter Milan and Juventus has basically dissipated. Basically, Inter Milan players have not been selected for the squad.
Then there is no need to play the World Cup, and Italy can just pack up and leave.

As a result, Buffon became the oldest player, and his personality in daily life is also very respected, so now the Italian national team is still very united.

Chiellini touched his neck subconsciously
"welcome."

The rest of the teammates spoke up.

"How was last night? I took Fanny home."

Balotelli leaned over cheaply.

"Get out, how can I tell you?"

Qin Yun punched Balotelli angrily. He didn't have the habit of sharing his playing experience with others.

"Let me say some things first. This is the national team, not the club. You must put aside your superstar mentality and listen to my command."

Prandelli clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. He was still a little worried about Qin Yun's temperament. After all, he had become Milan's hottest star just now, so he would inevitably feel a little proud.

"Understood, head."

Qin Yun also knew that Prandelli was pointing at himself, so he responded generously.

This is a bit unexpected, Buffon showed a thoughtful look, perhaps without the help of Maldini, this kid can also gain a firm foothold in the national team.

"OK, after the warm-up is over, let's do a small offensive and defensive drill. There are two rounds of three 10 minutes. It doesn't need too much confrontation intensity, mainly to maintain the sense of the ball."

After Prandelli finished speaking, the assistant coach began to lead everyone to do warm-up exercises.

Soon Qin Yun got a white vest, which meant it was a substitute lineup.

Qin Yun didn't have much thought about this, who could be the main force on the first day of joining the team?

On the main lineup, Bonucci and Chiellini are two partners, and Balotelli is on the front line.

Qin Yun glanced at Barzagli beside him, and swallowed his words just as he was about to command, reminding himself that this is not Milan.

After all, not everyone is Zapata, and most people are very disgusted with the command of others, especially strangers.

(End of this chapter)