Chapter 26 The real minot!

Zhang Yang followed Pierre's buttocks to the head coach's office. On the way, he met Louis and Yashioi, who had changed their jerseys and walked towards the training ground. The two guys smiled when they saw Zhang Yang's depressed face.

Zhang Yang made a mouth shape, 'Be careful that I report and expose you two.'

The two guys quickly begged for mercy. Only then did Zhang Yang smile proudly.

"What are you laughing at?" Pierre suddenly asked.

"Well, it's a nice day today. I'm very happy." Zhang Yang said quickly.

Pierre looked up at the sky. It was gloomy, as if it was going to rain. He stared fiercely at Zhang Yang, but he was a little disappointed and thought that he would not see this naughty boy soon.

When he arrived at the youth team's head coach's office, Zhang Yang wanted to explain the story of 'that can of beer', but he saw Pierre looking at him and sighed and then smiled again.

"Okay, boy, I'm not interested in your can of beer."

I'm not interested in 'that can of beer'. What are you interested in? Zhang Yang** tightened, and his great bad taste made him cold. However, Pierre's next sentence made him happy, as if he were floating in the sky.

Pierre did not continue to be entangled in the issue of drinking, but patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder and said, "From today on, you don't have to train in the youth team."

"Where are you going? Coach, do you think so? One...the first team?" Zhang Yang was stunned there, and then he stammered to ask. Of course, he would not foolishly think that he was fired by the Marseille youth team. He had been working hard and did not make any disciplinary mistakes. Moreover, he just performed well in the debut show of the youth league yesterday, so naturally he would not be cleaned up... However, Zhang Yang still didn't dare. I believe that I will be transferred to the first team so soon. After all, it's too fast. It's amazing.

"Yes, don't be stunned. Fernandez asked you to go there." Pierre patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder. He told Zhang Yang clearly that you heard it correctly. The first team let you go!

Zhang Yang was so excited that he almost jumped up and hugged Pierre and kissed him. He was simply excited. This was a great surprise for him, no less than the big lottery. No, it's even more surprising than Zhongda Lotto. This kind of surprise that I worked hard for is the happiest feeling.

Looking at Zhang Yang's excited face, he couldn't wait. Pierre said angrily, "Can't the youth team stay for a moment?"

"Where is it? There is no shadow. It's good here. I like it here. Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Get out of here, hurry up and report to the first team." Pierre kicked Zhang Yang and said, "Get out of here quickly. Go to the locker room and pack your things." Pierre thought for a moment and waved his hand again. "Go straight to the first team to report. There is everything over there."

"En, okay, okay, I know, coach... me." Zhang Yang suddenly came up and hugged Pierre. He said in the old man's ear, "Thank you, coach."

"Go ahead." Pierre patted his shoulder and said.

Zhang Yang bowed slightly to Pierre, then turned around and walked away.

Pierre looked at the young man's back and felt that some treasure had been robbed. These days, he completely believed Fernandez's words. This young man will surprise everyone one day. More importantly, Pierre is most gratified by his love and attitude towards football.

Zhang Yang went back to the locker room. Although he had nothing to bring, he wanted to say goodbye to his teammates, including Louis and Yahioi. This is not showing off. Although we have only been together for a week, as a young man who also pursues the dream of football, there is always some common language. Of course, Louis and Jahioi are his friends, which naturally doesn't need to be said.

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Coming out of the locker room, Zhang Yang carried his sneakers and prepared to go to the training ground of the first team. In fact, the training ground of the first team is not far from the training ground of the youth team. It only takes more than ten minutes to walk there.

Thinking of the eyes that the teammates were envious of themselves and even a little jealous of themselves just now, it was false for Zhang Yang to say that he was not happy. He is happy and proud now. It may be a little too ambitious to be young, but it is still a little frivolous at a young age.

"Zhang."

When Zhang Yang heard someone calling him, he turned his head and saw that it was Mark, the goalkeeper coach and assistant coach of the youth team. Levy. This is also the special feature of the Marseille youth team. The goalkeeper coach is also an assistant coach. Of course, the assistant coach is not just Mark. Levi one.

For Mark Levy, Zhang Yang still knows a little more or less, Mark. Levy entered the Marseille youth training camp in 1974. He was a star produced by the Marseille youth training camp and dedicated his best years to the darkest period in the club's history - the early and mid-1980s.

"Good morning, Mr. Levy." Zhang Yang said.

"Congratulations, Zhang." Mark. Levi patted his shoulder. He appreciated Zhang Yang and the young man's hard work and unyielding spirit. He felt that Zhang Yang had the sharpness of their generation of Marseille players!

"Thank you, Mr. Levy." Zhang Yang smiled and said that the corners of his mouth were still unconcealed.

"You have to work hard when you get to the first team." Mark. Levy encouraged to say.

"I will." Zhang Yang said that he suddenly remembered a problem that had been bothering him for a long time. He knew Mark. Levi was the old man of Marseille, and he asked, "Mr. Levi, what does 'minots' mean?"

Hearing Zhang Yang say the word 'minots', Mark. Levi's eyes immediately lit up. He took a deep look at Zhang Yang and smiled, "You are the 'minot'."

"I'm 'minot'?" Zhang Yang didn't understand.

I don't understand when I see Zhang Yang, Mark. Levy patted the turf of the training ground, sat down, and saw that Zhang Yang was still stunned and stared.

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly. Although he was also in a hurry to report to the first team, the youth team coach Mark. He knew Levi's violent temper, so he could only sit down reluctantly and listen to Mark. Levy's lecture. He now regrets that he just asked that question. Don't you have nothing to do?

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"Do you know about the club's 1980 season?" Mark. Levi asked, as if he was talking to himself. Zhang Yang didn't say anything. He listened absent-mindedly. At this moment, his mind was on the front line. Please, let me go quickly. The first team still needs me to save it. Zhang Yang couldn't wait to shout loudly.

In 1980, Marseille was relegated. A year later, in April, the club was sued for financial problems, and all the players and club employees lost their jobs overnight. The senior management of the club, struggling in Ligue 2 made a decision to promote the members of the youth team to the first team.

"I was also promoted to the first team with the youth team at that time." Mark. Levy said with a memory and pride, "Our group of people are called the 'Minots' of Marseille. In southern France, people call young people Minot. We are all from the Marseille youth training camp. In order to save Marseille and not to let the club disappear from now on, we worked hard.

The "disappearance" in Levi's mouth is to fall into the third division. It was by the efforts of these young people that in the last six games of that season, Marseille maintained its place in the second division with an unbeaten record. They even defeated Montpellier, who advanced to Ligue 3-1 at the end of that season. At that time, among the young people, there was Anigo, who is now the sports director of Marseille.

"The days of working together will always be remembered by all of us. In the end, it was also a team with our group of young people as the team, and with a few players who bought it later, we finally returned to Ligue 1. That's all, Mark. Levi's fists clenched tightly.

Zhang Yang, who was absent-minded, also had an expression of listening carefully. Although he had not experienced the history of darkness and struggle, Zhang Yang was from Mark. In Levi's excitement, you can feel the exciting struggle. This is a kind of appeal brought by love for football, love for the team, and responsibility for the collective!

Mark. Levy continued, "As a player, I stayed in Marseille from 1974 to 1986, and later returned to the club as a goalkeeper coach. Together, I have been in the Marseille Club for more than 30 years.

In 1994, Marseille was relegated to the second division due to the match-off case. It's also this year, Mark. Levy returned to Marseille as a goalkeeper coach.

"At that time, the people from the club called me and asked me to go back to help. At that time, the team urgently needed experienced people to take care of the goalkeeper, so they thought of me. Moreover, in my heart, Marseille has always been my club, and some things are incumbent on me. After all, this is not another club. This is my Marseille. He smiled and said, "I find that my identity in Marseille always seems to be a firefighter, and people always ask me to come to the rescue. And I always say it's good, because I can't watch Marseille suffer.

Zhang Yang saw Mark. Levi's eyes were a little red. He was stunned. In his impression, this is an absolutely tough guy!

"Do you know which is the most memorable game I have experienced in Marseille for more than 30 years in my memory?"

Zhang Yang shook his head. He didn't know, but he could imagine that he could make Mark. Levi's memory of people who have played for the team for more than 30 years must be so exciting! It makes people's blood boil!

"That was the match between Ligue 1 and Montpellier in the 1998-1999 season." Mark. Levy said proudly, "At that time, I was the goalkeeper coach in the first team of Marseille. We fell behind 0-4 in the first half, and then at the end of the whole game, we won 5-0. This is Marseille, and this is the magic of this club.

Zhang Yang's face is also an excited expression, and there is also a sense of pride in his heart. This is the team he plays for!

Mark. Levi stood up and patted his ass.

Zhang Yang also stood up and patted his buttocks.

"Zhang, I can see that you are that kind of natural warrior. You are very competitive and require yourself to make progress all the time. You are eager to make yourself very strong, and I also believe that as long as you work hard enough, you can do it. Mark. Levy stared into Zhang Yang's eyes and said, "When you get to the first team, don't relax your requirements for yourself. I hope you can become a real 'minot'! Just like we were back then!" Mark. Levi said with a proud and expectant smile.

Zhang Yang looked at Mark. Levi, the old man who has been dedicated to the team for more than 30 years, has become tall in his eyes. Not only Mark. Levy's love for the Marseille Club, and Mark. Levy's encouragement and teaching to him, and Mark. Levi did this precisely because of the old man's love for Marseille, just like Mark. Levi said, because this is his Marseille, he can't ignore it.

He nodded vigorously and firmly, "I will become a real 'minot', coach."

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PS: The new book list is almost on the list. Brothers, in the new day, let's get some red tickets.

~Thank you for raising your breasts~