Me, Captain of China

"Me, Captain China ( Find the latest chapter!

European sports media also reported ridiculously about Nedved’s Golden Globe award.

The Italian "Gazzetta dello Sport" wrote: The Champions League runner-up player won the Golden Globe. This is really incredible. Nedved really picked it up, but the Frenchman Henry actually had a chance to win the prize. After all, he was the winner of the European Golden Boot in 2003.

"Torino Sport"-No. 1 in the world was injured and No. 2 in the world to win the prize, which is reasonable. Nedved had a wonderful season, and Zheng Zhi only played in the first half of the year. Although Henry was very good in the Premier League, they did not have a business trip in the Champions League.

But the English media did not think so. They were very unconvinced about Nedved's award.

The Times-When will the Champions League runner-up players also get the Golden Globe? Not to mention the second place in the league? Arsenal is the league champion, and Henry is the European Golden Boot. Refer to players such as Ronaldo and Rivaldo. Didn't they all get the Golden Globes back then? Why did Henry choose Nedved?

"Guardian"-Henry is the winner of the Golden Globe Award!

"Manchester Evening News"-Seeking truth from facts, the French should win prizes, the Czechs want data but no data, and they want honors. Why should they?

"Daily Mail"-Isn't Henry a Frenchman? It is hard to imagine why "French Football" made such a decision...

As for China, they are basically comforting themselves.

"Sports Weekly"-Nedved is lucky. If Zheng Zhi is not seriously injured, this Golden Globe Award must belong to him.

"Sohu.com"-Although the Golden Globe is Nedved, everyone knows that Zheng Zhi is the real candidate.

"Sina Athletics"-Although the dragon robe is worn on Nedved, but...

...

The smoke did not stop at the Golden Globe Awards, followed by the World Footballer's Award Ceremony. This means that Nedved, Henry and Zheng Zhi have to compete again.

In fact, Zheng Zhi is to accompany the prince to study, this is the battlefield of Nedved and Henry.

Just as Zheng Zhi was about to leave the gate of the French TV station, a teenager suddenly ran up to him, holding the football and shouting three times in excitement.

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

"Zheng Zhi!"

That sunny smile can melt like a glacier in an instant.

Zheng Zhi's eyes narrowed, and he always felt that this guy looked like a young Royce, he was so handsome and blind...

Who?

I can't remember it for a while.

"Can you sign with me for a photo?"

The young man finally suppressed his excitement and made his request.

"Of course, are you Chinese?" Zheng Zhi smiled and looked at the ball in his arms again. "Just came back from kicking the ball?"

"Well, you are my idol, like a fake Chinese!"

"I sneaked out of the car and ran over from Metz."

Metz?

Zheng Zhi instantly knew who he was. He held his signature pen, "Your name?"

"The crown prince!" the boy replied excitedly.

As expected, Zheng Zhiwei smiled:

"It's hundreds of kilometers from Metz to Paris. At such a young age, don't do such a reckless thing. It's too dangerous."

"The crown prince is right, I hope you can become a super star in the Chinese team in the future! Come on!" Zheng Zhi wrote this sentence on football and signed his name.

"Do you want to be a professional player?" He put away his smiling face and suddenly stared at the handsome crown prince seriously.

"I'm already in the youth team! I definitely want to become a professional player."

With a snap, Zheng Zhi put his right hand on the shoulder of the crown prince and said meaningfully:

"Very good, then do three things well, the first one, persevering training and learning!"

"Second, make sure you have a fairly strong body and don't get hurt!"

"The third thing, I firmly believe that I will become the best player!"

"Especially the second one, the body is the capital of the revolution, you know? Without a body, nothing will happen. Do you see where I am now? Do you understand?" Zheng Zhi pointed to his knee.

"Well, I see, idol, I will remember, I will do it!" The crown prince looked at his right knee and almost cried. The idols use themselves as examples...

"OK, bye."

"I know that one day we will fight side by side on the green field."

With his back to the crown prince, Zheng Zhi smiled again.

The crown prince is indeed his best successor, as long as he is not injured...

The crown prince stood behind him and waved to him silently, tears in his eyes, but secretly swearing in his heart that one day, he will become the strongest person and then the best football player!

...

※※※※

In Zurich, Nedved is still the most popular player, Henry ranked second, but the result was unexpected.

Henry counterattacked Nedved and won the World Footballer!

There was harmony now, Nedved and Henry each won an award, there was nothing to argue about.

Zheng Zhi is also very satisfied. The King of Highbury has finally won the World Footballer. Perhaps this will be his last time...

He was very happy this time in Europe. Although he didn't win the prize, he got in touch with the crown prince, the most talented young man in China.

He needs to have a quick chat with Wu Di, and let Wu Di quickly go to France to get the crown prince down. He must not allow the crown prince to have another tragedy later...

※※※※

Time flies. After the Lunar New Year, Zheng Zhi's rehabilitation training has become more dense. Before it was just simple physical training, he increased the intensity to the training intensity of professional players since March.

In early April, his weight returned to 75 kg.

At the end of April, he began to appear on the training ground of the Shenyang Football School every day, playing with the young people of the Football School. Here, Zheng Zhi met several acquaintances.

Unexpectedly, both Zhang Xizhe and Jin Jingdao are in the football school, which makes Zheng Zhi really happy.

But think about it, there are only so many young football players in China, and there are only these few football players. Where can they go?

He practiced with these young people every day, and at the same time instructed Jin Jingdao and Zhang Xizhe to play. Undoubtedly, with the guidance of the world footballer, the skills of Zhang Xizhe and Jin Jingdao naturally improved by leaps and bounds, and other players also improved.

As a result, other football schools quit.

Xu Genbao, who was far away in the magic city, called Zheng Zhi to complain.

"Zheng Zhi, do you think you are very partial?"

"You know in Shenyang, can't you come to Demon City for guidance?"

"The football seedlings of the Magic City are not worse than those of the Northeast!"

"You make time, and you must make time to come here to practice with everyone, otherwise you, the headmaster of the Chinese national team, the captain of the Chinese national team, and the world footballer are not competent!"