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Zhang Yang scratched his head, and he decided to introduce himself. It seems that it is not so reliable to count on Ribery.

"Hi everyone, I'm Zhang Yang, from China, and I'm very happy to play football with you. You can call me Zhang."

Just before the two came in, the players were chatting together in twos and threes. They hadn't reacted to what Ribery said just now, but they still understood Zhang Yang's words now.

"Hello, young man, welcome. I am Frederick Dehu, welcome." Marseille team captain Dehu extended his hand to Zhang Yang. Dehu is the captain of the team, and it is his job to welcome new teammates on behalf of the team .

"Hello, captain." Zhang Yang shook hands with Frederick Dehou. He looked at the veteran in front of him. An excellent sweeper who later moved to Barcelona, ​​however, Dehou was never really trusted at Barcelona's Camp Nou, leaving Barcelona for Paris Saint-Germain in 2000 and later Marseille , became the banner and leader of the Marseille team.It is the well-deserved Dinghaishenzhen of the Marseille team.

"Frederic, I handed this kid over to you." Franck Ribery said while touching the scar on his face, and then said a little worriedly, "This is my friend of Ribery. Don't bully him. he."

The captain of the Marseille team looked at Ribery in surprise. Although Ribery is a cheerful and optimistic guy, he rarely calls someone his friend. This kid seems to know Ribery well?

Zhang Yang didn't understand what Ribery was saying, he saw Ribery winking at him, he could only respond with a smile, my God, does this guy really speak French?

Frederick Dehu then introduced the rest of the team to Zhang Yang. However, it was obvious that Zhang Yang's arrival did not arouse their interest. Those who were more enthusiastic shook hands with Zhang Yang, while those who were more polite just nodded. Some were rude and even expressionless, without any response at all.

Only a guy who looked younger than Zhang Yang came over and hugged Zhang Yang, "Zhang, I'm Samir Nasri, I heard Almed mention you."

Almed is Almed Yaxioyi, Zhang Yang immediately felt warm in his heart, this guy Yaxioi knew that he came to the first team without anyone he knew, it seems that he greeted Nasri, Yaxioi Oy and Nasri were both twin stars of the Marseille youth academy before, and they have a good relationship.It's just that Zhang Yang is very strange. He only received the notice this morning that he will come to the first team. Could it be that Yashioyi called Nasri just now?

This guy!Zhang Yang cursed, and suddenly felt a little moved.

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"Zhang, did Mr. Fernandez say which locker you use?" Marseille team captain Frederick Dehu asked Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang shook his head. He already realized that he had made a big mistake. He should go to Mr. Fernandez first instead of coming to the locker room by himself.

"Uh——" the captain of the Marseille team was a little embarrassed. He looked at the locker, and finally pointed to the innermost cabinet near the corner and said, "Then you use that cabinet first."

"Okay." Zhang Yang looked at the locker with the worst position. He nodded. Zhang Yang felt a little uncomfortable about this arrangement. Obviously, the position of the locker represents a person's status in the team. That position The locker is definitely the worst place to be.However, Zhang Yang knew that he was new here, a rookie, so he really had no right to complain.

Someday, I want that middle most locker!He said to himself in his heart.

Afterwards, everyone was busy with their own affairs. Zhang Yang leaned on his locker, not knowing what to do. He watched other people listening to music with headphones, shaving, praying, and drying their hair , or simply someone was there with a sullen face and didn't know what to think... Zhang Yang suddenly felt that he seemed superfluous.

Seeing Zhang Yang's silence, Nasri said in relief, "It's nothing, it was the same when I first came here, these people are actually pretty good, their grades haven't been very good recently, everyone probably isn't in a good mood."

Zhang Yang nodded. He knew the situation of the first team. After the 13th round of the league, the Marseille team, which had one game less, only won 5 of them. Now, they have 5 wins, 2 draws and 5 losses in the Ranked No.13 among the [-] teams in the French Ligue [-], only a little higher than the relegation zone. Disastrous results.It can even be said to be a shame!

Now the media has been hyping up the crisis of the Marseille team, discussing when Marseille coach Fernandez will leave get out of class, discussing which players of the Marseille team will be purged, and discussing which players the Marseille team will introduce during the winter transfer or summer transfer to replace the current players.

It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to describe the current Marseille team with low morale and panic.

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Fernandez learned from assistant coach Hiltney that Zhang Yang went to the locker room by himself.Even the well-informed Fernandez was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, this kid is really interesting.

He heard Hiltney talk about Ribery and Zhang Yang again. He heard that Ribery seemed to be quite enthusiastic. Fernandez nodded thoughtfully and didn't say anything.

"I don't know why Frank is so enthusiastic about this kid?" Hiltney was a little surprised.

"You forget what Frank was like before," Fernandez said with a laugh.

Hiltney slapped his head, that's right, Frank Ribery has been playing in amateur teams before, if the gentleman in front of him hadn't discovered his football talent, maybe Ribery would have given up football by now .And this Chinese young man has never played a professional game, and his experience can be said to be similar to that of Frank Ribery.Could it be that Ribery wants to help the Chinese kid because this kid is somewhat similar to his own experience?

"However, Frank didn't seem to know Zhang just now." Hiltney expressed his doubts.

Fernandez laughed, but didn't answer, which made Hiltney a little confused.Only then did Fernandez raise the newspaper in Yang's hand. It was a copy of "Marseille Athletics", and it just turned to the third page. In a corner, there was a small photo of Zhang Yang playing in yesterday's youth league. A photo of the Marseille youth team scoring an equalizer and shouting to the sky, next to the words, Marseille youth team 3:2 Paris Saint-Germain youth team.

"In yesterday's youth league, the Marseille youth team scored three goals in a row when they fell behind 0:2, and defeated the rival Paris Saint-Germain youth team in a reversal. The biggest contributor to the team's victory was a strange Chinese young man , this young man came off the bench and scored the equalizing goal, and created the subsequent penalty... It is worth noting that this young man from far away China has no experience in professional games before, is it possible for our Marseille team A new Ribéry player?"

"If I remember correctly, we can see "Marseilles" in the homes of our players." Fernandez said.

"That's right." Hiltney knew what was going on. "Marseille Athletic" is a print media cooperative of the Marseille club. This newspaper provides free newspapers for the first-team players of the Marseille team for two years.Ribery's family naturally has this kind of newspaper... Needless to say, Ribery naturally saw this newspaper in the morning and knew about this young Chinese man.

As for what Franck Ribery did just now, it seems that he is playing tricks again.Maybe he didn't know who Zhang Yang was standing outside the locker room at first, but he definitely knew later.And deliberately pretending not to know, just teasing Zhang Yang.

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Zhang Yang finally met Fernandez in the locker room.

Fernandez didn't mention that Zhang Yang didn't go to the office to see him, but first asked Zhang Yang's locker if he was sure.

Zhang Yang pointed to the locker in the farthest corner.

Looking at Zhang Yang with a calm face, Fernandez asked again, "Which number do you like?" This is to choose the jersey number.

"Number 27." Zhang Yang blurted out.This is a number he likes very much, and, as he noticed just now, no one in the Marseille team uses this number now.That means he can use it.

"Well, okay, you can use that number." Fernandez nodded, "Someone will print this number on your game jersey later."

In the subsequent training, Zhang Yang wore a No. 27 jersey. However, the name on the jersey was not his. It said 'hemdani', which was probably the predecessor of this number.Zhang Yang thought to himself.

During the whole training, the difference in strength between Zhang Yang and this group of players was immediately apparent. Among other things, the technical ability of Marseille's first-team players is definitely good, and their skills can surpass Zhang Yang's.

At the beginning of the training, Nasri passed the ball to Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang stopped the ball, and the ball stopped more than one meter away. This immediately attracted the surprised eyes of other Marseille players. Some players began to complain in their hearts, how could this kid Came to Marseille first team?

Zhang Yang himself blushed, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

The eyes of others looking at him became strange, and some people laughed. Although the laughter was not loud, it was so piercing.

Training continues.

Coming to the first training session of the first team in Marseille was a kind of torture for Zhang Yang.He didn't even know how he survived this morning's training.

After the training ended, Zhang Yang walked towards the locker room with his head drooping.He was hit.

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Marseille coach Fernandez did not take care of Zhang Yang during the entire training process, nor did he talk to him. He just looked at him so coldly, as if this young man had long been a first-team player of the Marseille team, and other People are no different.

During the training process, the Marseille assistant coach Hilteny looked at Fernandez from time to time, wanting to see the expression on the head coach's face. He didn't understand what Fernandez was thinking. Was it because he promoted the kid to the first team? To see this kid make a fool of himself? !

Of course he knew that Fernandez definitely didn't have such a goal, but Hiltney couldn't figure out what that kid's strength could do in the first team other than make a fool of himself? !

This kid received such a blow today, maybe he couldn't stand it tomorrow, and desperately asked to return to the youth team!

Seeing Zhang Yang walking to the locker room in frustration, Hilteny suddenly thought happily... Well, as the team's assistant coach, Hilteny really shouldn't think about his players like this …

Back in the office, Hiltney was called by Fernandez, and he took a piece of paper from Fernandez.

"Let's discuss the game against Le Mans. This is the list of players I have decided on." Fernandez lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled the smoke ring. The Marseille team had a poor record and he was under pressure so big.

"——What? How is it possible?" Hilteny looked at the list on the white paper, his eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a name that he never thought of!

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ps: The next update is at seven in the morning.Staying up late these days and writing more code words, I will try to update at a fixed time in the future.Twice a day this week.

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