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Chapter 27 The New Arrival

The process of joining Mostar Zlinjski was smooth.

On the first day, Suk and Modric went to the cafeteria to eat. There was fresh milk and fairly rich and delicious meals.

Su Ke had a full meal, and after returning to the dormitory in the evening, he began to research player information.

"Kish, the main goalkeeper, the national goalkeeper of Bosnia and Herzegovina, 191 centimeters tall." Su Ke grinned: "So tall!"

"Haskevich, a left back, is good at running forward from the side and has excellent passing ability."

"Mashovich, a central defender, has aerial dominance! He is also over 190 centimeters tall."

"Haqiqi, 181 centimeters tall, has strong predictability and is good at attacking."

"Boban, midfielder"

"Kosopech, 192 centimeters tall, high center, the team's top scorer, and serves as the team's third captain."

"Oliveira, right winger, second captain of the team."

Su Ke looked left and right, but he didn't see the captain!
"Where is our captain?" Suk asked Modric.

Modric was lying on the bed and reading a book. He said without raising his head, "I don't know! I haven't seen it before."

Su Ke: "."

This guy has been here for almost half a year and still hasn’t met the captain?
What a mess!
After simply writing down the player information, Su Ke put the information aside, covered himself with a quilt and got ready to sleep.

"I'm going to sleep. I have to be the first to arrive at the training ground tomorrow." Suk said, covering his head with a quilt.

Modric: "No need to be so early!"

Suk smiled and said, "You don't understand, I'm the 'new guy'!"

Suk deeply understood this truth when he was in the orphanage as a child.

Newcomers will definitely be bullied!

These three words naturally carry an aura of being bullied. In unfamiliar environments, some small groups like to do this kind of thing.

Just like when Su Ke was 9 years old, he led several little kids to snatch half a piece of bread and a carton of milk from a tall and strong 13-year-old boy.

This is the case in an orphanage with a young environment, but it is even more dangerous here.

Modric doesn't have to worry about this. He naturally has the aura of genius. He is the key target that attracts the attention of the club's senior management, which shows that he has strong backing.

But even so, Modric is somewhat alone in this team.

Even if a genius is like this, a little kid like Suk must be even more careful.

After all, three weeks ago, he shamelessly assisted Mlinar to score a goal towards Mostar Zlinjski's goal.

Although they are all substitutes, there is still some emotion in them.

The next day, Su Ke got up early. He folded the bedding, washed up, and set off to the training ground early.

The training ground is right next door. When Suker and Modric arrived, no one had arrived yet.

"Am I saying it's too early?"

Modric yawned.

Suk glanced around. The locker room was closed and the door to the equipment room was also locked.

It does seem to be a bit early.

"Squat down."

Su Ke squatted at the door of the locker room, and Modric had no choice but to learn to squat.

The two squatted for about half an hour, and the equipment manager finally came.

"Don't you know it's eight o'clock for training?" Equipment manager Pak Qi asked curiously.

Su Ke immediately said: "We can't wait to train."

Pakchi smiled, he liked this motivated child.

After opening the locker room door, Pakchi smiled and said, "Go in, don't squat."

Suker and Modric walked in immediately.

Entering the locker room, Modric went straight to his locker, but Suker turned around and found that he didn't have a locker yet.

Fortunately, he found an edge position and started changing jerseys.

Soon, the first one to walk in was starting center Koso Pechi.

The 192-centimeter Kosopech had to lower his head when he walked into the locker room. He was tall and strong. He was wearing a waistcoat and shorts, which made him look even more sturdy.

When Suk saw Kosopech, he immediately shouted: "Hello, vice-captain!"

Kosopech was stunned for a moment. He looked like Su Ke, and he quickly remembered that game.

"Suke?"

Suk nodded quickly.

Kosopech smiled and extended his hand and said: "The performance in that game was outstanding."

Su Ke immediately shook his head, pretending to be frustrated and said, "I tried my best, but the vice-captain collapsed immediately after he came on the field. That header was really great."

As he said that, Suk looked at Kosopech with envy and said, "It would be great if I had such a height."

Kosopech is very useful, and no one likes to be praised.

He patted Su Ke on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You will also grow taller. Please add more nutrition and don't worry."

Modric watched in surprise as Suker and Kosopech started talking.

The two had a lively chat, and he had never spoken so much to Kosopech in such a long time since he joined Mostar Zlinyiski.

But what surprised him even more was that when the other starting players walked in, Su Ke called each other's name verbatim and praised each other's recent game.

And they were all games in which these starters performed well.

Sometimes I feel regretful, sometimes I feel emotional, sometimes I feel excited and dancing.

Half an hour later, Suk jumped in and started to joke unscrupulously.

Modric was stunned.

Just when everyone was chatting enthusiastically, the sound of opening the door suddenly sounded.

A man about 175 centimeters tall walked in. This man had a short haircut and a thin build. His eyes were slightly squinted. There were two people behind him.

Suker could tell at a glance that this was Oliveira, another vice-captain of the team, and the two people following behind him were starting midfielder Boban and left winger Bill Yar.

Seeing that it was the vice-captain of the team, Suk wanted to run over and say hello, but was held back by Kosopech.Suk looked up in confusion.

Kosopech shook his head slightly, but made no explanation.

Soon, the locker room was filled with people, including all the substitutes and main players.

Suk was hiding in the crowd at this time, mainly because of the looks around him, which made him feel very helpless.

In addition to the main players, the substitute players were extremely impressed by Su Ke.

This little Douding attacked their defense and made them extremely embarrassed time and time again.

Even because of that game, they were severely punished by the head coach, and it was true that they felt frustrated.

Suk also knew this, so he tried to hide as much as possible, not wanting to attract other people's attention.

Squeak!

The door opened, and at this time, head coach Van Steyak led a group of people in.

This is Mostar Zlinyiski’s coaching staff, four people in total.

Head coach: Van Steyak.

Assistant coach: Van Dier.

Strength and Conditioning Coach: Hartbach.

Goalkeeper coach: Sost.

Van Steyak stood at the door, first looked around, then looked down at the notebook in his hand, and said: "Today's training content will start with a 20-minute warm-up. In the morning, we will train on basic passing and receiving coordination, and in the afternoon. Intra-squad competition!”

What will be advocated in the future is an efficient training model. Training camps are generally controlled within 2 hours, and some even strictly control high-intensity training for 90 minutes.

However, the current training content is basically the same, focusing on stretching, which tests endurance more than efficiency.

After listening to the training content, the players began to walk out of the locker room.

Su Ke has also put on his new training clothes, which are much looser overall. The main reason is that Su Ke does not have the size he wears, and the club cannot customize them according to Su Ke's height. He can only make do with them and find time to find them later. Tailor shop modification.

Arriving at the training ground, the players began to gather into small groups.

The dressing room is already full of factions, and so is Mostar Zlinijski.

Su Ke saw the largest number of people gathered around Oliveira, about ten people, but the main force was very small.

The number of people here in Kosopec is slightly smaller, but most of them are Croatians, and most of them are the main force.

"where are we going?"

Su Ke looked at Modric. Compared with Su Ke, he is an old man in the team. He should have some experience!
But Modric's answer was
"Practice yourself!"

Suk rolled his eyes angrily.

This guy is unreliable.

"Let's go." Su pulled up Modric and said.

"Where to go?" Modric asked confused.

Su Ke: "Train!"

Soon, Suker pulled Modric and ran in the direction of Kosopeci.

"Vice captain, are you missing someone? Let's warm up together!"

Kosopeci looked at this scene in surprise.

Suk actually pulled Modric over, although the latter seemed reluctant.

Most of the main players on Kosopech's side also looked at each other, their eyes brightening slightly.

The two of them joined in naturally.

Su Ke knows one thing very well. In this kind of group, being alone means being different, and being different means being bullied.

Modric may be a special case, but Suker does not dare to be alone.

Compared to Oliveira, Kosopec, who is also a Croatian and speaks the same language, is obviously more suitable.

Everyone gathered in a circle and were training to bounce the ball without touching the ground.

This is a kind of training ball feel.

During training, Kosopech suddenly said: "Your choice is correct."

Su Ke turned around and looked over in confusion.

I saw Kosopechi nuzzling his lips to the side, and Su Ke looked over.

That was Oliveira's circle, and they also practiced standing in the circle and jumping the ball.

But compared to the training purpose here, which is to keep the ball in the air as much as possible, the training purpose there is more playful.

Suker saw that several times, vice-captain Oliveira deliberately kicked the ball at the feet of a substitute, preventing the opponent from receiving the ball smoothly. Immediately, a group of people gathered around and kicked the ball hard.

This may seem like a joke, but if the recipient feels unhappy, then it is bullying.

And these guys consciously pass the ball to one person's feet, forcing the opponent to lose the ball and suffer penalties.

Suk looked at the guy who had his ass kicked several times with some impression.

In the game three weeks ago, the winger named Boamé brought many threats to their wing. This is a player with very good ability.

"Did you see it?" Kosopech looked at Suk and said; "If you said hello just now, that would be your end."

Suk suddenly grinned.

Suk was absent-minded, and at this moment, the ball hit his toe and bounced out.

"Fuck!"

Su Ke was shocked.

Playing asshole?
The people around him were already rushing over with evil smiles.

Su Ke immediately hugged his butt. Just when he thought his butt was about to bloom, everyone came over and rubbed Su Ke’s head, saying loudly:
"Welcome to HSK (Mostar Zlinyiski)!"

"Welcome, Suk!"

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