After time travel, I can only beat up the national football team

Chapter 59 Champions League Grouping
"Mr. Dior, please help me open the door to the dressing room."

Del Rey shouted to the staff in the distance in the corridor of the locker room!

It was only 7 o'clock in the morning, 2 hours before training started.

But he had some insomnia last night, so he came to the base early in the morning, intending to let his mentor see his efforts.

"Damn it, why did you come so early!"

McCarthy happened to walk to the door of the locker room at this time. As soon as their eyes met, their expressions became ugly.

"Why, why couldn't I have come earlier?"

Since the first day Delle reported to Porto, he and McCarthy did not like each other.

They all know that the other party's role conflicts with their own. It is estimated that Mourinho also wants to encourage competition and prevent them from getting too comfortable and falling behind at critical moments.

But it's one thing to know it in your heart, and it's another thing not to be happy after meeting.

Yesterday at the training ground, the two had a quarrel over a trivial matter and almost had a fight. In the end, they were scolded by Mourinho.

"Humph!"

McCarthy snorted when he heard this, but he didn't dare to really fight with the opponent, otherwise Mourinho would definitely throw them into the second team.

"Hey, it's early!"

At this time, the door to the locker room, which should have been closed, was suddenly opened from the inside. Zhang Desheng, who had already changed into training clothes, was looking at them with surprise.

Del Lai was stunned when he saw Zhang Desheng and did not react immediately.

"Zhang, you are finally back. I miss you so much!"

McCarthy was also startled, but immediately showed a look of surprise, shouted and gave Zhang Desheng a disgusting hug.

"Hey Benny, I've only been gone a few months, how was your summer?"

Zhang Desheng had naturally been eavesdropping on what was going on outside. When he saw that the two men were not fighting, he regretfully opened the door.

He also knew that McCarthy was deliberately appearing to have a good relationship with him, probably because he wanted to create a small group to isolate the new Del Rey.

But it's hard for him to refute his old teammate's face. After all, he has known McCarthy for a long time.

"Hello, I am Zhang Desheng!"

After Zhang Desheng greeted McCarthy, he naturally stepped forward to introduce himself to Del Rey.

"Hello, just call me Delle. Your success last season was truly a miracle!"

After all, it was the first time for Delai to meet Zhang Desheng. Especially when he saw that the two seemed to have a good relationship, he felt a little cold and resistant towards Zhang Desheng, so he did not take the initiative to say hello.

But now that someone else has taken the initiative to say hello, he naturally can't refute his face.

After Zhang Desheng greeted the two of them, he stopped talking to them and went to the training ground to warm up.

In his heart, he didn't care much about the infighting between the two men. Delle probably didn't even know that Mourinho bought him just to find a reliable substitute for himself.

Zhang Desheng finished warming up on the court and even started to practice shooting by himself. Only then did the rest of Porto's players come to the base one after another.

"Zhang, I've wanted to meet you for a long time!"

"Haha, the last time we met, we were still opponents!"

"Zhang, your three-legged volley almost made me pee when I saw it!"

"..."

At this time, I have to say that Zhang Desheng's five-piece victory last season really made himself famous.

This group of new players had only just joined the team at the end of the pre-season training camp. Although they felt a little bit that he was trying to be a big name, they still approached him with smiles on their faces to build a closer relationship after they actually met.

Even Maniche, who is notoriously bad at dealing with interpersonal relationships, forced an ugly smile when he saw Zhang Desheng.Zhang Desheng also gave the gifts prepared in advance to these teammates one by one.

He also knew that he was a bit pretentious by joining the team so late.

So in order to alleviate everyone's dissatisfaction with him, he purchased a lot of Chinese specialties in Hong Kong and Macau early in the morning, shipped them in advance and waited to give them to everyone today.

These specialties were not expensive to him because they were just tea, porcelain, Suzhou embroidery, and liquor. However, the goodwill conveyed by these gifts was very successful in bringing these new teammates.

Soon, Mourinho, who dressed up carefully before going out every day, finally appeared at the training ground.

The Portuguese young coach who now has complete control over the team, after seeing Zhang Desheng officially returning to the team, naturally called this baby over to chat for a few words.

But in fact, the day after Zhang Desheng returned to Porto, he brought a lot of gifts to visit Mourinho and the second-tier team coach Alberto.

Therefore, these two masters and apprentices have communicated in private about many things that cannot be said publicly in front of other players.

What is a confidant?

This is the true unity of master and disciple!
After the day's training, only small groups of Porto players were seen returning to the locker room one after another to take a shower and then go back to their homes.

At this time, based on the different small groups formed spontaneously by the players, it can actually be seen who has a better relationship with whom, and even the team status of some people.

"Andersson, how was your summer!"

After Zhang Desheng briefly communicated with everyone during the day, he finally sat down with Deco and Carvalho.

Their three lockers were even arranged together for the new season.

"It's wonderful, but I don't want to recall that wonderful but short-lived time again. How about your trip to Asia went well?"

Deco shook his head. It seemed that he didn't want to let himself fall into too leisurely memories, because now he had to get nervous as soon as possible. The new season was about to start.

"Not bad, I made it to the second stage of qualifying for the U20 World Cup! But I don't plan to go back to play in the next stage of the competition!"

Zhang Desheng naturally knows that the Macau team has defeated Yemen 6:1 a few days ago. They have won all three games in the first stage of the qualifiers and entered the second stage of the qualifiers at the end of December as the top spot in the men's football group.

But after returning to Porto, he really didn't want to play in the second stage of the game.

In other words, unless the Macau team can advance out of the group in the next stage, then he will go back to play the most important quarter-finals, because if he wins that game, he will get a spot in the U20 World Cup.

"Congratulations to you. Being able to play for the national team is always more exciting than a beautiful beach!"

When Deco heard this, he seemed to remember that he had never been able to participate in the national team, and his expression looked a little lonely.

Zhang Desheng also knew that mentioning the national team seemed to irritate the Brazilian star. Just when he was about to say something to make up for it, Paulo Ferreira rushed into the locker room with a radio.

"Hey guys, the draw ceremony for the first stage of the group stage has begun!"

Ferreira's words immediately stopped everyone's conversations, and everyone listened attentively to the sound coming from the radio.

Zhang Desheng was also listening carefully at this time. The current Champions League still adopts the "double group stage" competition system. It stands to reason that the chance of a death group in the first stage is small, but it is impossible to say which strong team performed better last season. Crotch and dropped to third or fourth gear.

Everyone listened with open ears for a long time. It was not until the list of Group F was announced that they finally heard the name of Porto.

But at this time, Zhang Desheng and his teammates were a little uneasy, because before everyone heard the name of Porto, the first two team names they heard were "Arsenal" and "Barcelona", and the last name It’s Maccabi Haifa.

"Damn, what kind of bird grouping is this!"

"That's not bad. In the Lisbon group there are Inter Milan, Manchester United and PSV."

"I said, so what if we meet Arsenal and Barcelona, ​​we are not easy to bully!"

"Well said, only by qualifying against such an opponent can you feel a sense of accomplishment!"

"..."

Although the Porto players saw that their team was drawn into a group of death, they really didn’t feel panic after thinking about it carefully. After all, Porto is not a small group that can be manipulated by others. Presumably the three teams will also feel the same when they see them. It's a headache, right?

Zhang Desheng felt an uncontrollable excitement and impulse, and couldn't help but think in his heart: I have already fucked Portugal's Son of Luck once, is there a chance to fuck Argentina's Son of Luck this time?
(End of this chapter)