Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 518 Master-Apprentice Showdown ([-])

"It's beautiful, it's spectacular. Isn't it?"

There was a bright smile on Mo Fei's face, as if he was muttering to himself, but also as if he was responding to his teammates' answers.He stretched out his hand and waved it fiercely in the direction of the Huaxia fans' stands, and there, what responded to him was even more deafening sound of gongs and drums, as well as more brilliant flags waving in the air.

After saying hello to "old friends", Mo Fei is ready to start warm-up activities with his teammates.To his surprise, a player wearing the blue jersey of the home team Schalke 04 walked straight towards him.

Mo Fei was stunned for a moment, and then a sunny smile appeared on his face again, looking at the long-lost but familiar oriental face, Mo Fei laughed and gave him a warm hug, while the other side hugged him tightly into the bosom.

"Xiao Mo, long time no see. I didn't expect that we didn't become teammates in the national team, but instead had the opportunity to compete on the same stage in the European arena. Hehe, it's just that we are opponents..."

The visitor was Hao Junmin, a Chinese player who played for Schalke 04. At this moment, he let go of Mo Fei's embrace, and patted Mo Fei's shoulder with a smile.

"It's been a long time. Ha, Brother Hao, I miss you so much!" Mo Fei scratched the opponent's head fiercely, ravaging the opponent's hairstyle like a bird's nest, messy.

"You bastard..." Hao Junmin glared at Mo Fei angrily, and smoothed his hair.

"How is it? How are you doing recently?" Mo Fei asked with a smile.Since the two quit the national team at the same time, they have never seen each other again. Although they often chat on the phone and greet each other, after all, there is a huge English Channel between Britain and Germany. Working hard, the connection is naturally not as close as before.

"There's nothing wrong with it, just try your best." Hao Junmin smiled wryly, without directly answering Mo Fei's question, and calmly brushed off the topic.

Could it be that by looking at his expression, he knew that the other party's life was not going well recently.As for why life is not going well, the answer is obvious, and it must be that no one pays attention to it within the team.Think about it, although Hao Junmin is a first-class figure among Chinese players, with good body, technique, speed and strength, but in the Bundesliga where the competition is fierce, the rhythm and confrontation are more than one level stronger than domestic players, want to It is undoubtedly very difficult to get ahead.Not everyone has such good talents and opportunities like myself.

Could it be very wise not to continue this topic, and once again encouraged him to pat him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother Hao, let's have a good get together after the game." Shaking his head with some regret, "It would be great if little Deng Zi was here. The three of us haven't been together for a long time."

"Little Dengzi has been very popular in China recently, and his reputation has risen. He is now a super popular man in the China League! It is said that some European teams have approached him. It may not be long before the three brothers Then we can meet again in Europe!" Hao Junmin laughed loudly.

"Really? This is really good news. Xiao Dengzi's talent is indeed quite good, and he has no future in the country. It would be good to come out and see the world more." Mo Fei sighed. , said with some emotion.In his opinion, the domestic football environment in China is not suitable for players who really have football dreams. If they want to pursue a bigger football dream, the only way is to go to Europe. After all, the European arena is the center of world football.

"Let's not talk about him, anyway, if he comes to Europe, he will definitely call us both." Hao Junmin glanced at the Schalke 04 players who had already started warming up, gave Mo Fei a hug again, and said, "Little Mo, buddy, let's go first, and we will work hard later. Of course, if I can play, I will also not show mercy.... Remember that we must get together after the game..."

"Don't worry, Brother Hao. Every time I win a game, I'm in a good mood. It's no problem to have a few drinks." Mofei said jokingly.

"...don't let Tottenham lose at that time, you kid will cry in front of me!...Let's go!" Hao Junmin retorted bluntly, not giving Mo Fei another chance to reply, waved his hand, and ran straight away Far.

"Ha ha……"

Mo Fei smiled triumphantly and turned around, preparing to walk towards his team's half court.The moment he turned around, a familiar figure was standing not far away and staring at him quietly, and on his face, the mature and wise expression that seemed to remain forever disappeared at this moment, replaced by a look of A warm smile, full of kindness and warmth.

"Sir? Sir!"

The person who came was Ralph Lannick, the first coach to land in Europe, and his mentor in the top league!
The man who taught him how to play football, how to adjust his mentality, how to be a professional player, and how to chase his dreams!
Mo Fei froze on the spot in astonishment, his mouth trembled slightly, and then a surprised smile appeared on his face, and he quickly ran to the other party, bowed respectfully, and called out with deep affection in his tone— —

"Sir! I'm back."

In Mo Fei's mind, the two people who have the most profound influence on his career are Sichuan Quanxing's head coach Chu Zhongtian, and the other is Ralph Lannick, who knows people well.The former pulled him back from the brink of shattering his dream of professional football, while the latter, like Bole, brought him, a thousand-mile horse hidden in China, to Europe, teaching him how to be an excellent player and how to be a good player. A true professional player, he single-handedly cultivated him from obscurity to a world-renowned big star.

It can be said that without Rangnick's appreciation, it is very likely that he is still struggling in the quagmire of Chinese football. Maybe he will get out of the mud and not be stained, maybe he will be like other Chinese players.As for killing the Quartet in European football, it will be a fantasy that will never be achieved...

The world is changing, things are changing, people are changing, the world is turning every second, and everything is changing every moment, but Mo Fei's sincere gratitude to Lannik will not fade a little because of the passage of time.Even if he has left Hoffenheim, even if Lannick is no longer at the helm of Huo Cun, Mo Fei's heart will always be filled with that timeless master-student bond that is stronger because of time.

Murphy on the court is great, and Murphy off the court is famous, he can be arrogant, he can be arrogant, he can hold his head high in front of anyone, showing his arrogance, but in front of Lannick, he is always a humble student, the friendship between him and his mentor will always stay at the time when he first came to Hoffenheim. The elegant and unrestrained man told him with a gentle smile, "Don't let yourself down, don't let me down, let alone Let down all the fans who love Hoffenheim...Maybe one day in the future, when you suddenly look back, you will feel extremely proud because you chose to join Hoffenheim!"

And this sentence, they did it in just one season.They have become the eternal pride in the history of Hoffenheim, and they are also very proud of the blue jerseys on their bodies.Although they have gone their separate ways, they have fulfilled the rhetoric they made when they first met.In that crazy season, they created an unprecedented or unrepeatable miracle, and created a blue era that only belongs to young people!
This is the first honor Mo Fei has received in his career, and it is also a memory worth cherishing forever in his life!
"Sir..." Mo Fei stood quietly in front of Lannik, staring at him with surprised and complicated eyes.

Before the game, he had already imagined the scene of reuniting with his teacher again in his heart. He thought that he had always been a person with strong self-control, but when he saw Lannick with his own eyes, the joy and excitement in his heart were not. He couldn't restrain himself no matter what, he was like a pillar, the hustle and bustle of the audience seemed to be invisible, he only had eyes for this elegant middle-aged man in front of him.

Lannick also stared intently at his once-beloved disciple, with expressions of love, relief, pride and warmth in his eyes, and longing on his face. He seemed to have fallen into the Huo Village years when he struggled with his disciples.

After a long time, Lannick sighed faintly, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a warm smile filled his face. He stepped forward, hugged Mo Fei tightly, and couldn't hide his surprise in his mouth: "Okay!" Boy!"

Lannick didn't say anything else, such as admiration or dissatisfaction, and the sentence "good boy" already contained a thousand words.The once most beloved disciple has now truly become a shining superstar in world football. He has nothing but pride in his heart!
"This is really a heartwarming scene. The mentorship between Ralph and Mo makes this upcoming Champions League match warm. In fact, this is the world of football. Not only are there competitions, collisions and grievances, but Yes—love." Crome sighed as he looked at the court that was gradually quieted down by the deep feelings between the master and apprentice.

Klinsmann also said with emotion: "The charm of football is not only fierce and exciting. I understand why this world-famous 'Master-Apprentice War' was surprisingly calm before the game. As far as the team is concerned, Lannick and Mo are their souls, and the friendship between the souls is so deep, it is strange that a war of words can be fought!"

After finishing speaking, Klinsmann and Crom clapped vigorously with their faces moved, and together with the fans who were also lined up in the audience, they sent blessing applause to the affectionate mentor and apprentice.

Somewhere on the pitch, two Schalke 04 players in the home team's blue jerseys are gathering with two visiting players in white, talking in low tones.The four are Tottenham's van der Vaart, Beckham and Raul and Metzelder who played for Schalke 04.They all used to play for Real Madrid, the Galactic battleship of La Liga, and they can be regarded as teammates who once fought side by side. Now that the acquaintances are reunited, why not get together and sigh?

Several people were talking about the years after leaving Real Madrid, and they would express a few words of emotion from time to time, or burst into hearty laughter when they talked about interesting things.But at this time, the originally boiling stadium gradually became quieter, and then it was covered by overwhelming waves of applause. The four of them invariably looked at Mo Fei, the master and apprentice who were hugging each other tightly, with unconcealable envy in their eyes. .

"It's really touching. If there is such a famous teacher in my life, I will feel that this life is not in vain." Metzelder said with some sighs.

(End of this chapter)