Chapter 28 The first day of the first team in Marseille

Zhang Yang scratched his head, and he decided to introduce himself. It seemed that Ribery was not so reliable.

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

Just before the two came in, the players were gathering and chatting in twos and threes. They had not reacted to Ribery's words just now, but now they still understand what they said.

"Hello, young man, welcome. I'm Frederick. Dehu, welcome. Dehu, the captain of Marseille, stretched out 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 and Frederick. Dehu shook hands. He looked at the veteran in front of him. This person is not an unknown person. Dehu is the national football player of the French national team. He was once known as the best scavenger in France. Later, he moved to Barcelona. However, at the Camp Nou Stadium in Barcelona, Dehu never got real trust. In 2000, Later, he left Barcelona and moved to Paris Saint-Germain. Later, he came to Marseille and became the flag and leader of Marseille. It is a well-deserved sea needle for the Marseille team.

"Freich, I'll give this boy to you." Ribery touched the scar on his face and said, and then said uneasyly, "This is my friend Ribery. Don't bully him."

The captain of the Marseilles looked at Ribery in surprise. Although Ribery is a cheerful and optimistic guy, this guy rarely says that someone is his friend. This guy seems to know Ribery well?

Zhang Yang didn't understand what Ribery was saying. He saw Ribery squeezing his eyes at him. He could only respond with a smile. Oh, my God, is this guy really speaking French?

Freich. Dehu then introduced the rest of the team to Zhang Yang. However, it was obvious that Zhang Yang's arrival did not cause much interest to them. He shook hands with Zhang Yang enthusiastically, and nodded politely. Some of them were rude or even expressionless, and there was no 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. Yahioi, Zhang Yang immediately warmed his heart. Yahioi knew that he came to the first team and knew no one he knew. It seemed that he had said hello to Nasri. Yashioi and Nasri used to be the twin stars of the Marseille youth training camp, and they had a good relationship. It's just that Zhang Yang was very strange that he was only notified to come to the first team this morning. Did Yashioi call Nasri just now?

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

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

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

"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 of the wall and said, "Then you can use that cabinet first."

"Okay." Zhang Yang looked at the worst wardrobe. He nodded. For this arrangement, Zhang Yang felt a little uncomfortable. Obviously, the position of the wardrobe represents a person's status in the team, and the wardrobe in that position is definitely the worst. However, Zhang Yang knew that he was a newcomer, and a rookie was really not qualified to complain about anything.

One day, I want the middle locker! He said to himself in his heart.

Then, everyone was busy with their own things. Zhang Yang leaned on his wardrobe and didn't know what to do. He looked at other people listening to songs with headphones, shaving, praying, blowing their hair, or simply someone there with a dark face and didn't know what to think... Zhang Yang suddenly felt like It's superfluous.

Seeing Zhang Yang's silence, Nasri comforted, "Nothing. It was the same when I first came here. These people are actually good. Their grades have not been very good recently, and everyone is probably not in a good mood."

Zhang Yang nodded. He knew about the situation of the first team. After the 13th round of the league, the Marseille team, which played one less game, only won five of them. Now, they are ranked 13th out of the 20 teams in the French First Division with 5 wins, 2 draws and 5 losses, only a little higher than the relegation zone. For Marseille, which aims to win the Ligue 1 at the beginning of the season and overturn Lyon's dominance, it is undoubtedly a disastrous achievement. It's even a shame!

Now the media has also been speculating about the crisis of Marseille, discussing when Marseille's head coach Fernandez will leave the class, discussing which players of Marseille will be cleaned up, and which players Marseille will introduce to replace the current players during the winter transfer or summer transfer.

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 alone. The well-informed Fernandez was also stunned for a moment, and then laughed. This boy 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 boy?" Hiltney is a little strange.

"Have you forgotten what Frank was like before?" Fernandez said with a smile.

Hiltney patted his head, yes, Frank. Ribery had been playing in an amateur team before. If his football talent hadn't been discovered by the gentleman in front of him, Maybe Ribery would have given up football by now. And this young Chinese has never played a professional game, and his experience can also be said to be with Frank. Ribery is almost the same. Did Ribery want to help the Chinese boy because this boy is a little similar to his own experience?

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

Fernandez laughed, but did not answer, which made Hiltney a little puzzled. Fernandez just raised the newspaper in his hand. This is a copy of "Marseille Athlete", which happens to turn to the third page. In a corner, there is a small photo. It is a picture of Zhang Yang roaring after scoring the goal of the Marseille youth team in yesterday's youth league. Next to it is written, Marseille youth Year Team 3:2 Paris Saint-Germain Youth Team.

"In yesterday's youth league, the Marseille youth team scored three goals in a row and defeated the rival Paris Saint-Germain youth team after falling behind 0:2. The biggest contributor to the team's victory was a strange Chinese young man, who came out as a substitute. The equalizer scored and created the subsequent penalty... It is worth noting that this young man from far away China has no professional experience before. Is it possible for our Marseille team to have a new Ribery-style player?

"If I remember correctly, we can see Marseille Athleteers in our players' homes." Fernandez said.

"That's right." Hilteni knows what's going on. "Marseille Athlete" is a cooperative print media of the Marseille Club. This newspaper provides free newspapers for the first team players of Marseille for two years. Naturally, Ribery also has this kind of newspaper at home... Needless to say, Ribery naturally saw this newspaper in the morning and knew this young Chinese man.

As for what Ribery did just now, it seems that he is playing tricks again. Maybe he didn't know who Zhang Yang was standing outside the dressing room at first, but he must have known later. He deliberately pretended not to know and was making fun of him.

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Zhang Yang finally met Fernandez in the locker room.

Fernandez did not mention that Zhang Yang did not go to the office to see him, but first asked Zhang Yang if his wardrobe was confirmed.

Zhang Yang pointed to the locker in the corner.

Fernandez looked at the calm face and asked, "Which number do you like?" This is to choose the jersey number.

"No. 27." Zhang Yang blurted out. This is a number he likes very much, and he just noticed that no one in Marseille 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 jersey in a while."

In the subsequent training, Zhang Yang wore a No. 27 jersey, but the name on the jersey was not his, and it said 'Hemdani', which was probably the predecessor of this number. Zhang Yang thought.

Throughout the training, the strength gap between Zhang Yang and these players immediately appeared. Among other things, the technical ability of the players in the first team of Marseille is absolutely not bad, and their skills can be rid of Zhang Yang.

At the beginning of the training, Nasri passed the ball to Zhang Yang, stopped the ball, and the ball stopped more than one meter away, which immediately attracted the surprised eyes of other players of the Marseille team. Some players began to slander in their hearts. How could this boy come to Marseille's first team?

Zhang Yang also blushed, and he couldn't wait to find a crack to get in.

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

The training continues.

The first training class of the first team in Marseille is simply a kind of torture for Zhang Yang. He didn't know how he had been trained this morning.

After the training, Zhang Yang walked to the locker room with his head down. He was hit.

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The head coach of Marseille, Fernandez, did not take any care of Zhang Yang or talk to him during the whole training process. He looked so coldly. It seemed that this young man had long been a first-team player of Marseille, and he was no different from others.

During the training, Marseille assistant coach Hilteni looked at Fernandez from time to time and wanted to see the expression on the coach's face. He didn't understand what Fernandez was thinking. Did he transfer the boy to the first team just to see the boy make a fool of himself?!

Of course, he knew that Fernandez was definitely not the purpose, but Hiltney couldn't figure out what that boy's strength could do besides being a fool of himself in the first team?!

This boy suffered this kind of blow today. Maybe he won't be able to stand it tomorrow. Let's return to the youth team!

Looking at the depressed publicity of walking to the locker room, Hiltney suddenly thought happily... Well, as the team's assistant coach, Hiltney really shouldn't think about his players like this...

Back to the office, Hiltney was called over by Fernandez, who took a piece of paper from Fernandez's hand.

"Let's discuss the game against Le Mans. This is my list of players." Fernandez lit a cigarette, took a sip, and spit out a cigarette ring. The Marseille team's record was not good, and he was under a lot of pressure.

"-What? How is that possible?" Hiltney looked at the list on the white paper. His eyes suddenly widened, and he saw a name that he had never thought of!

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