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072 Brand new national team

He used his connections in Italy to make an appointment with the Italian team who missed the World Cup.

The game started at San Siro Stadium on the 23rd, so Lippi had less than three days to train this temporary lineup, and most of the players in the lineup could not be named. The only famous ones were Sun Xiang and Zhang Yuning, and the others like U23 were basically promoted from the second team to cope with the new policy, not to mention those below U23, it would be nice to know one or two.

However, it is worth mentioning that Sun Xiang saw a familiar figure in this young and unfamiliar national team.

"Zhang Le? Is it you?"

Facing the familiar figure, Sun Xiang seemed a little unbelievable.

Hearing someone calling his name, Zhang Le subconsciously turned his head. When he saw that the person talking was Sun Xiang, his eyes seemed to have something "It's indeed you".

"Hey, why are you not surprised when you see me? I am so surprised!" Sun Xiang found that the man was indeed Zhang Le, so he walked straight forward.

"Surprised? Why? I knew it was you." Zhang Le shrugged.

"Ha? How do you know it's me?"

"Damn, are you pretending to me or are you really stupid? You can't see the words that are so big for the national football team training roster! Go and play, don't say we know each other! It's a loss!" Zhang Le hid on the side with disgust, as if Sun Xiang was in disgust.

"Big List..." Sun Xiang then remembered that he was just told by the team to report to the national team. The time and place were told by the team, and he could not see the overall details at all.

No wonder everyone seems to know each other and is not as surprised as themselves.

Then Sun Xiang and the team bus came to the hotel where they stayed in Italy. When allocating rooms, Lippi adjusted according to his own way. For example, Sun Xiang, in order to connect Sun Xiang with the offensive line, Lippi arranged Zhang Yuning to the room where Sun Xiang was. Zhang Le, who played on the left back, lived with a left central defender.

This makes people feel uncomfortable. After all, living with people they don’t know will be a little restrained. Fortunately, Sun Xiang has met Zhang Yuning in Germany, and the two of them are friends, so there is no need for too much adaptation period. But Zhang Le is different. He is the kind of person who doesn’t like to talk when he meets strangers.

So at night, when Sun Xiang and Zhang Le were having dinner together, he complained to Sun Xiang.

"Sun Xiang, have you met Zhang Yuning in Germany before?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, alas." Zhang Le sighed.

"No, what's wrong with you? Could it be that your roommate is not very friendly?" Sun Xiang sighed when he saw Zhang Le, and immediately thought that it might be his roommate's problem. He is really too familiar with his little one.

"It's indeed about roommates, but it's not that they are not friendly, but that they are too friendly, so friendly that I can't stand it." Zhang Le ate a big bite of rice.

Sun Xiang is a little puzzled. Is it not good to be friendly? This will make communication more convenient.

Before Sun Xiang could ask, Zhang Le spoke first:

"Do you know how much he can say? My God, his mouth is like a chatterbox, he is quite enthusiastic and thinks about everything. He asks me if I want this, and then asks me if I need this."

"Isn't that good?" Sun Xiang took a sip and said.

"And no matter how I look at my inner friend, I look like a monkey, my face is fair and my head is yellow, but I can't tell that it's dyed. Maybe I'm born with this color, but I always feel like a Shamatt. Wait, I'll get a glass of water."

After Zhang Le picked up the water, Sun Xiang joked: "We can't just say that just because of their appearance. I still think you look like a pig. Don't you still run faster than a pig?"

After hearing Sun Xiang's words, Zhang Le almost choked to death without a mouthful of water. After coughing for a long time, his face turned red before he evenly adjusts his breath.

"You want to kill me, you are a pig, you are not even as good as a pig!" Zhang Le wiped his face with toilet paper, "It's not because of this. What I can't accept the most is that she is still singing in the house and magnifying Zhang Wei's song! She wanted to fall down the jet lag during the long flight, but suddenly she screamed and almost flew up."

"What happened later?" Sun Xiang asked with a mouthful of food.

"Later? I asked him to bring his headphones. Then I fell asleep."

"Isn't that okay? Isn't your relationship a step closer?"

"Going further? I want to beat him even further, and I almost scared me to death." Zhang Le said.

Sun Xiang didn't pay attention to him anymore. Zhang Le always said something from his mouth, and what he said was the one he thought in his heart.

And he is not a person who doesn't like to make friends.

Later, Sun Xiang learned about Zhang Le's promotion during the chat.

In recent years, Beijing's full-back has been no one available. Under Schmidt, this Beijing team is mainly high-pressure, so the German coach prefers players of a high level when choosing full-backs.

It was this opportunity that 18-year-old Zhang Le was promoted from the second team, and this time he was lucky enough to be on the national team roster.

Most of the others come from youth training in Luneng Evergrande Quanjian and other places, but only Sun Xiang and Zhang Yuning are studying abroad.

"But it's not bad. This is the first time in recent years that two overseas students have participated in the national team. You kid are still one of them!" Zhang Le said with a smile.

After dinner, Sun Xiang and Zhang Le went back to their respective rooms separately.

Zhang Yuning was lying on the bed playing with her cell phone. When she saw Sun Xiang coming back, she raised her eyes and greeted her.

"By the way, Sun Xiang, have you seen the draw result of the German Cup?"

"I saw it, if I remember correctly, we should kick you." Sun Xiang threw the room card on the table.

"It's true. Last time we met, we said we wanted to compete in the same field as our opponent. I didn't expect it to arrive so soon." Then Zhang Yuning showed a disappointed expression, "I just don't know if I have a chance to play..."

"...There will always be opportunities." Seeing Zhang Yuning's face showing bitterness, Sun Xiang didn't know what to say, so he had to comfort him briefly.

"By the way, did you go to have a meal just now? Can Italian food still be accepted?" In order to alleviate the embarrassment he just created, Zhang Yuning changed the topic.

"It's not bad. I've eaten pasta. I don't dare to eat too much of other high-calorie people, otherwise it will easily affect my body's function."

"It seems that your life in Wolfsburg is quite self-disciplined," said Zhang Yuning.

"That's it. Generally, lunches on the team are provided by nutritionists, so I can eat some at night." Sun Xiang paused. "Isn't that what you do?"

"I'm about the same, but I spend a lot of time in the gym, so I don't follow the rules in terms of diet. By the way, it seems that this hotel also has a gym. I saw it in the corridor. Should we go over and take a look?" Zhang Yuning suggested.

“Gym? Now?”

"Yes, let's go! I'm staying anyway, so I'm just going to see if your way of practicing strength is different from ours." Zhang Yuning stood up and urged while packing up his things.

After Zhang Yuning said this, Sun Xiang also wanted to go and see it. After all, he had never been to any other place except the power room in the team, and he was even more curious about the hotel gym. So he also got up and started preparing clothes.

Ten minutes later.

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Yuning said.

"Wait, where is my room card?"

"Didn't you throw the table on the table when you enter?"
Chapter completed!
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