Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 109 A Troubled Day

"Mo, are you alright?" Lannick frowned as he looked at Mo Fei, who looked a little sluggish.He originally wanted to reprimand Mo Fei for being late. You must know that Germans value discipline very much.No one should be above the whole, and neither is Lannick.But looking at Mo Fei's distressed appearance, he didn't say what he wanted to say, instead he asked a caring word.

"Thank you, sir. I'm fine." Mo Fei lowered his head, not daring to face Lannik squarely.He is very clear about the rules of the team. No matter who they are, as long as they violate the discipline, they will be punished.Although my being late is not considered a "heinous crime", it can also be regarded as a bad influence. You must know that even African players with a lazy style like Obasi and Demba Ba have never been late when Hoffenheim cracked down on rectification .

Maybe some people don’t think it’s a big deal to be late for a while. After all, this is not in China, where everything is “disciplined.” They are often labeled as “not uniting the team and destroying the stability of the team.” .However, in Germany, the Germans, who have always presented themselves with a strict and rigid image, attach great importance to this.In their view, a team must be a strict team.

Yes, that is an army.Must be banned.Only in this way can the strongest combat effectiveness be exerted.

This is also the reason why the previous German national teams can still achieve good results without many big-name stars.In their view, it is good enough technology, because an overall strong team will be able to defeat all opponents.

Someone once described that other European football powers are like a group of gorgeous dancers, and the German team is a group of engineers holding wrenches and pliers. It seems inconspicuous, but often the engineers beat the dancers. Have the last laugh.Relying on strict discipline!
This is what German fans are most proud of.

Rangnick obviously inherited the rigor and stubbornness unique to the Germans, and often emphasized the importance of discipline in the team.If anyone falls into his hands, he will definitely not have a good life.There is a special department in the team called the "Team Committee", whose main function is to monitor all players who dare to commit crimes.Last season, Obasi and others were regulars inside, and they were often invited to drink coffee and chat, and pay fines by the way.Although there are not many, it is really embarrassing to do so.After a few beatings, the thorny heads became visibly straightened.The atmosphere of the team is very good.

Could it be that his face was full of helplessness, he didn't expect such a day to happen to him, and he couldn't help being a little depressed.

"Mo, you're late." Lannick said slowly.

Sure enough, it came!Could it be that he sighed in his heart, well, go to the "team committee" obediently to accept the punishment, at least he will get the reputation of "correct attitude".

"Is there any reason?" Lannik paused, and then continued, "Did you encounter any trouble?"

Lannick believed in Mo Fei's morality. This oriental boy worked hard on the court, but he was neither arrogant nor impetuous. He was very humble. Not only him, but other club staff also admired him very much.He didn't believe that the other party would play big because of his outstanding performance yesterday, and then felt that he was going to be famous.He didn't think that the other party would make a mistake on purpose, there must be other reasons.For example, "I met an old lady crossing the road on the road and gave her a hand", or "I saw a dying wild dog on the side of the road, and I gave it to my pet with so much love."

Lannick felt amused by all the reasons he made, but he really didn't want to punish Mo Fei.He believes in him.As long as the other party gives him a reason, this matter will be considered over.No one could say anything, because everyone saw it with their own eyes. The reporters gathered around the training ground blocked Mo's entry, which also delayed a lot of time.Otherwise, I might not be late.

Lannick's concern makes Mo Fei feel embarrassed.He can't say that he overslept for no reason, can he?This reason is really too simple, so simple that no one will believe it.Well, even if you overslept, you have to find a reason, why did you oversleep?What did you do last night?Hang out at nightclubs?Still have a girl date?After such a questioning, is it endless?
"It's nothing, sir." Mo Fei still lowered his head, like a primary school student who has done something wrong, waiting for the teacher to let him know.He is ready to be punished.He is not a person who likes to make excuses for himself. Since he is late, he has made a mistake and should be punished.And the training that was delayed due to being late, he will also make up for it through additional training.

"In this case, Mo, you also know the team's rules. I was late for 15 minutes..." Lannick shook his head helplessly. Since the other party indicated that there was no reason for being late, he stopped asking.He raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "150 euros, you can go to the 'team committee' to pay the fine later. As punishment, you have to run five laps around the stadium. Go."

"Yes, sir." Mo Fei agreed and ran towards the field.

Lannick looked at the receding figure, then glanced at the reporters who were still surrounding the entrance of the training ground, and cursed in a low voice: These annoying "flies"!He attributed the culprits to these journalists. If it weren't for them, maybe his beloved disciple would not have been punished.

After Mo Fei ran five laps alone, he returned to the team and was surrounded by his teammates.Everyone asked him why he was late with concern. Of course, some people made fun of him in good faith.

"Hey, Mo. It's not common for you to be late. Usually you are the first to arrive at the stadium. Be honest, what are you doing doing the corners? Is there a beautiful woman hidden in the house, so I forgot the time ?Ha ha!"

"I just overslept..."

"We don't believe this. You don't think Hinidu will use the bad excuse of oversleeping as an excuse. Don't you try to fool us? Did you perform well yesterday and be fascinated by the enthusiastic female fans?"

"You guys are so boring...I really overslept."

"Hey, boss, don't talk about it, with your perverted body, I suspect that you never know how tired you are?"

"By the way, it feels good to be surrounded by such reporters? Haha, Mo, congratulations, you will be the first person to drink coffee at the 'team committee' this season, this honor is not easy to come by! "

"Ha ha!"

Could it be that he rolled his eyes helplessly, he was only late occasionally, so there was no need to arouse everyone's interest.Could it be that he turned his head, ignored the group of gossiping teammates, and put his mind on training.When everyone saw that the "protagonist" of the late event died down, they lost interest in making a fuss, and continued to train.

After Mo Fei tidied up from the locker room, there was no one on the court.His teammates left as early as the end of training more than an hour ago, but he stayed and practiced for himself.This is compensation for training that was delayed due to being late.

In fact, there was another reason. Could it be that he was really afraid of the group of wolves like tigers?

Could it be that he secretly looked at the exit like a thief, made sure that it was quiet there, and there seemed to be no one there, so he ran towards it.

"Out!"

"Mo come out!"

The sudden loud cry made Mo Fei's heart tremble.Damn it, these reporters are still here!Although the voice didn't seem to be as loud as when it came, the number of people was still quite large.

Looking at the crowd rushing up, Mo Fei painfully wiped the sweat from his forehead.Fortunately, he was already outside the court, so he stopped hesitating and ran forward crazily with his feet wide open.

"Hey, Mo, wait. We're reporters from City News, please accept our interview."

"Mr. Mo..."

The noise behind him couldn't stop Mo Fei's footsteps at all, he only had one thought, to escape from the place of right and wrong, otherwise he would not want to go back home to rest quietly.

To Mo Fei's surprise, although most of the people were left behind, there were two tall, thin middle-aged men who followed not far away.

"Mr Mo, I hope we can have a good talk. I'm not one of those nasty journalists, I'm a football manager. I think you need a manager to take care of everything for you right now, and I think you have a big business potential. How about we find a place to talk? I said, wait, I can’t run anymore..."

After following for a long distance, the thin man on the left finally exhausted his energy and finished his words in one breath. Seeing that Mo Fei didn't respond, he had to stop, his face full of helplessness.

"Mr. Mo, I'm not a reporter, let alone a so-called football manager. Hey, I'm a scout. I think you are very talented and definitely have the strength to play the main force or even the core of our team. It is also negotiable. Playing as a substitute in this country team will definitely not reflect your value." The man on the right was also out of breath, seeing Mo Fei still not stopping, he cursed a monster in his heart, but his mouth was loud Said, "Our team is called xxx, but it has a long history and is very strong... I said Mr. Mo, wait... think about it..."

Could it be that he couldn't bear it anymore, and ran forward like crazy, turning a deaf ear to the shouts coming from behind.Not to mention that he already has the gold agent James Merry, even if he didn't, he wouldn't dare to casually accept an invitation from a stranger.Otherwise, even if they were sold, they would still happily help the other party count the money in the dark.

As for the so-called scout, Could it be that he scoffed even more.He did know that team, it was not far from Sinsheim, and it was also an amateur team in the south.Maybe that person has a profound background, but... unless he is brain-dead, he should give up the chance to play in the top league and go to an amateur team.What's more, he lived very happily in Hoffenheim, and gradually developed feelings for it.

When he got home, Mo Fei was at a loss looking at the empty house.Brother Liu and Sister Wang didn't come back as expected, that is to say, he had to solve today's dinner by himself.Thinking of this, could it be a frown on his face.

Yes, Could it be that he can't cook.I know how to make noodles, but I am used to the delicious food made by Sister Wang, and I can't imagine what it would be like to eat food that I can hardly swallow.

After breaking a few dishes, Mo Fei finally made a bowl of noodles.But looking at the bowl full of paste-like things, could it be that he didn't have the courage to dare to speak.Helpless, she had no choice but to salivate in the end, and ran to the landlord Watts' house for a dinner.

When everything was tidied up and he threw himself heavily on the bed, could it be that he looked at his watch, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.Thinking of everything that went wrong today, one can imagine the depression in my heart.Just as he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to sleep soundly, there was a rustling sound outside the courtyard.

Mo Fei was shocked, thinking that he had encountered a thief, got up quickly, ran to the window and looked outside.

A few sneaky figures kept shaking outside the courtyard, and those who didn't know it really thought they had encountered a thief.But Could Fei feel relieved at first glance, seeing that the equipment they were carrying was the reporter.

Immediately, could it be that anger came from his heart again: I just didn't accept the interview, so do I need to haunt me like a ghost?
His face was full of anger, but there was nothing he could do. In the end, he had no choice but to comfort himself that these people were here to guard his house for free, and finally threw himself heavily on the bed again.

But before going to sleep, he made a decision. He decided to have a good talk with Lannick and ask him for help.Otherwise, don't think about a stable life and training.

To hell with these annoying things!

Mo Fei on the bed has gradually fallen into a deep sleep, but his mouth is still whispering this sentence...

(End of this chapter)